Saturday, May 25, 2013

HAUNTED FALLS - Excerpt - Cpt. 6

PAINTED LADY SALOON - Gainesville, Texas - 1895

"What the hell you think you're doing with my man? You have no jurisdiction in this state!"
Bass looked at the shorter man and sized him up quickly…his experienced eyes went to Raff who stood almost shoulder to shoulder with his twin brother—their dark eyes burned back at him in similar disdain. Twin peacocks. Not ones to get their hands dirty. His eyes narrowed as he noted their crossdraw rigs with Colt Thunderers tucked under their frock coats.
"Now, you two boys run along and keep your noses out of my business. This here sorry-ass excuse for a man, done beat up a woman upstairs and he's going to jail…And just so you know, sweet-cheeks, the US on my badge stands for United States…I got jurisdiction anywhere I put my boots…from sea to shining sea."
Rafe's jaw muscles flexed visibly as he gritted his teeth. He could feel his brother's eyes as well as those of his men and several of the bar patrons bore into him. It was clearly his move and the noise level in the bar dropped significantly as many of the conversations stopped around them. Even the piano player noticed the confrontation and had stopped in the middle of his ragtime tune.
"Didn't you hear me, Nubian? I told you that's my man you are mistreating and I won't have it!"
Tobe, Jed and Selden made it to their feet and were already moving toward the front of the bar. Selden swept his dark gray frock coat back behind the bone-handled grip of his Single Action Army Colt.
"Son, I only warn once…you best step aside whilst you still have a chance," Bass said softly.
Rafe's temper boiled over. His right fist unclenched as his hand snaked across his midsection and wrapped around the bird'shead handle of the .41 Colt. Bass caught the motion and dropping Jake's clothes, his massive left hand whipped out—a black cobra striking in the blink of an eye. His fingers closed around Rafe's wrist like steel bands, immobilizing his arm while his right hand let go of the leg shackle chain dropping Jake's legs to the floor with a thud. Bass surprised the immobile shootist by slapping him three times in rapid succession—hard. Rafe's hat flew off with the second strike—a backhand—and tumbled to the filthy floor.
The bar fell deathly quiet as the big man pointed his index finger over at Raff. "Don't even think about it peacock…I'll kill you where you stand."
Raff's hand was frozen above his belt. He had never seen anyone as fast as Bass and his low, soft voice unnerved him. The burly lawman had not backed down like others the two gunfighters had bullied before. His jaw moved, but no words came forth. The only sound that could be heard was the sound of a pair of Remington shotgun hammers being brought to full cock.
"I understand you have a prisoner for me, Marshal."
Bass looked left and saw Loss flanking a tall, well muscled man wearing a bowler hat and the badge of the Cooke County Sheriff pinned to his vest, standing directly behind Raff. He lowered his hand back down beside his own Colt as he crunched the wrist bones of Rafe's shooting hand. He heard a slight involuntary moan from the embarrassed gunslinger as his Thunderer fell to the floor. He locked eyes with Rafe as he spoke.
"That's right, Sheriff. I was just explaining to these two upstanding citizens how this one behind me earned himself a little time in yer hoosegow." He let go of Rafe's wrist, but never took his eyes off him. "Kindly step aside, gents and let the good Sheriff Wacker take charge of his prisoner…Oh, I think you dropped somethin'," he said to Rafe as he pointed to the pistol on the floor.
Rafe looked behind Bass and saw the three other marshals that had moved in close to support Bass. He rubbed his right wrist to get the circulation flowing again, reached down, picked up his six-shooter and holstered it, then wiped the trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Some other time…some other place," he said to Bass in a low voice.
"Look forward to it…Don't forget your hat…looks like dandy one," Bass said as the twins turned back to the bar.
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Release date for HAUNTED FALLS - June 18, 2013

Monday, May 6, 2013

New Video Interviews of Ken & Buck.


New video interviews of best selling and award winning authors, Ken Farmer  and Buck Stienke by Nick Wale.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nJhTnxCAfOo

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CaG0sVGdxao

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Thursday, April 25, 2013

Excerpt from Chapt. 10 of "Haunted Falls"


"You think one got away?"
"Unlikely. There was a mess of blood down by the creek. Seen some big tracks there that dang sure weren't human…Wasn't no cat, neither. Musta been a wolf."
"That's odd…Lone wolf sticking around here with all this commotion goin' on? Better keep our eyes open, boys."
"I'm heading up to the north end of the valley to pick up my horse and see if I can catch the one from the Sartain you picked off…still cain't git over that shot," Selden said.
"Jesus, Mary and Joseph…speak of the devil," Bass said as he spotted Tobe coming from the direction of the falls, being trailed by a giant white wolf. He drew his pistol and said softly, "Tobe, freeze right where you are and don't move a muscle." Bass eased his six-shooter to eye level and aimed just past Tobe's elbow.
"No!" Tobe said as he moved over in front of Bass' line of fire and held up his hands. "He's friendly."
Ben was headed back toward the wagon with Kyle's body over his shoulder and took in the scene. "That is Nashoba Tohbi, Jack's wolf-dog, Bass. He is sacred spirit animal. Jack calls him 'Boy'."
"Huh…didn't know Jack had a dog. Didn't have one when he left Fort Smith."
"Mister Jack told us the spirit wolf took up with him when he first hit the Arbuckles. Been with him ever since."
"Why is he a spirit wolf?" asked Loss.
"He sees and communicates with spirits of the dead…All white animals are sacred to the Chickasaw because of this."
"Right," said Loss with a look of non-belief.
"Oh, my sweet Jesus," remarked Tobe as he stared at Ben.
"What?"
"Seen a little blonde-headed child beside him when I first saw 'em, Bass…leastwise I thought I did…She even talked to me. When I looked again…she was gone. Figured I was dreamin'."
"That would have been Anna. Angie's child that was lost in the falls near two years ago," said Ben.
"Come again?" asked Tobe.
"She is restless spirit…saved Jack's life. He has seen an' talked with her several times…You must be special person too, Tobe Bassett. Only special people are allowed to see the spirits."
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Tuesday, April 9, 2013

New Review for "The Nations" on Western Fiction Review.


The Nations

By Ken Farmer and Buck Stienke
Timber Creek Press, August 2012

THE NATIONS also known as "Indian Territory", "Robber's Roost" and "No-Man's Land", was regarded in the latter part of the 19th century as the bloodiest and most dangerous place in the world. It was a refuge for outlaws from all over the North American continent. There were only 200 Deputy U.S. Marshals made up of whites, blacks and Indian to police the vast area of 74,000 square miles under Federal Judge Issac C. Parker, known as the hanging judge. 

It is the year 1885. A notorious band of outlaws, known as the "Larson Gang", has been terrorizing Arkansas, Missouri and the Nations for years. When they kill five Deputy Marshals while rescuing Ben Larson, the vicious younger brother of the leader Wes Larson--it is too much for Judge Parker. He orders an all-out concerted effort to capture the Larson Gang and bring them to justice. "If they will not respect the law; then by God we will make them fear it."

This book is based on truth and the authors tell the story extremely well. The opening chapters follow the Larson Gang as they commit a number of violent atrocities which lead to Judge Parker sending Marshal Bass Reeves to round them up. The story then tells of the lawmen's attempts to track down and capture the gang. Other real-life characters have a part to play too, such as Belle Starr and Bud Ledbetter.

Backgrounds of the characters blend smoothly into this fast flowing tale and become a natural part of the story without coming across as bland historical passages. Dialogue is believable and often laced with humour. But for me the action sequences are particularly well done – and there are many of them – as much powder is burnt and lead flies wildly, missing its target more than hitting it. The authors don’t hold back when the bullets strike though, describing it brutally and graphically.

This is Ken Farmer and Buck Stienke’s first western and I can only hope it won’t be too long before they write another. If you like your westerns brimming with authenticity and hard-hitting action then I’d suggest you give this a try. 

 

Friday, April 5, 2013

BLOOD IVORY on Midwest Book Review

Black Eagle Force: Blood Ivory
Stienke, Farmer, and Ingrham
Timber Creek Press
9780984882083, $16.99 www.timbercreekpress.net

Dr. Israel Drazin, Reviewer
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This is the fourth exciting well-written tale about the Black Eagle Force by bestselling and award winning authors Buck Stienke and Ken Farmer. Doran Ingrham joined them in writing this book. It is an adventure story filled with action. The authors describe the battles and exploits of a unique battle force in fascinating detail that draw readers into the clashes. The US Posse Comitatus act of 1878 limits the power of the federal government to use military forces for law enforcement. Accordingly, according to this novel, President Ronald Reagan had a secret civilian ultra rapid deployment black ops strike force organization established that was independent of the military for plausible deniability. This is the Black Eagle Force. They protect the country. The president made sure that the Force had the best trained creme de la creme men and women, special ops personnel from all military branches, and the most up to date equipment, far better than any other organization. Their motto is Semper Paro Bellum, Latin for Always Ready for War. The men and women in this Force are usually tall, muscular, handsome, capable, and sure of themselves. They are uniquely close to one another and, as brothers and sisters, frequently josh with each other. Two of the sons of the US president are members of the Force.

There are two main plots in this tale, two situations that require the expert assistance of the BEF. One concerns the kidnapping of a US senator and his daughter while they are on a safari in Africa by men who brutally murder elephants for their ivory tusks. They chance upon the senator and his daughter and see an opportunity to rack in many dollars. The second plot is the hijacking of the world's largest cruise ship. Among its 5,000 passengers are the two sons of the US president and their wives who are on a honeymoon trip. Are these Somali pirates or are they Al Qaeda? Why did they hijack the ship? The president is outraged and is determined to wipe out the Somali pirates once and for all. Readers will react as they finish this action-packed drama: "Wow! When will the next book come out?"



New 5 Star Reveiw for The Nations.

A wonderful new 5 Star Review for Ken Farmer and Buck Stienke's historical fiction western, "The Nations".
A little bit of history and a whole lot of fun., April 4, 2013By Beth Erlandson (caliente nv) - See all my reviews
This review is from: The Nations (Paperback)when I first got the book I wasn't sure what to think, I had already read Eye of the Storm , by Ken Farmer and Buck Stienke. Wasn't sure how they would pull off a western, never fear from page 1 you are on the edge of your seats waiting to find out what happens or doesn't happen!!!Lot of laughing and crying and worrying about our heroes .For me it was neat to read that there was a point in time When a Black man could be US Marshal and people treated him with respect and the outlaws actually were afraid of him. The book holds nothing back as the US Marshal Bass Reeves and his partner Jack McGann work for the 'Hanging' Judge Issac Parker..my favorite line is by Parker." If they will not respect the law; then ,by God, we will make them fear it." so grab The Nations and settle in for a ride back to 1885 wild and dangerous place and Justice And if you want to know how US Marshal Reeves and McGann got the Bloodiest "Larson Gang " get the book you won't be sorry. Just ask the Preacher Man.www.timbercreekpress.net



Sunday, March 17, 2013

Excerpt from "HAUNTED FALLS".


Excerpt from Chapt. 8, HAUNTED FALLS. Sequel to THE NATIONS.

"Angie, we appreciate your hospitality," said Ben Sixkiller as he and Winchester started down the steps of the front porch.
"Hank, it's my considered opinion, both as a medical doctor and a Chickasaw shaman, that those images you saw and told us about were fragments of your memories…"
"But, my father and Montford talked like they knowed what wuz gonna happen and wouldn't tell me 'zackly what. Now why is that?"
"Your mind is not ready to know some things, my son. It's still healing. That's why there remains a veil between you and your past…You must be patient."
"Ain't sure patience wuz ever one of my long suits, shaman…Don't seem like it anyways."
"Maybe it's Ababinili's way of teaching you maturity."
"What about Anna?"
"There will be a time for her also. It is you she wants to find her. That is why the Great Spirit sent Nashoba Tohbi to you when you came into the Chickasaw Nation. It is ever his way in his infinite wisdom to work wonders and miracles to perform."
"Wondered 'bout that…I remembered after I come out of the lodge 'bout how him an' me hooked up…Woke up one mornin' in my camp 'fore gittin' to Montford's house, an' there he was, lying beside me. Like to scare't me to half-to-death to come out of a sound sleep an' have a wolf starin' me right in the face…an' a white one at that. Then he licked me right across my mouth…Didn't know if'n he was jest taste testin' 'er what till he pushed his nose under my hand fer me to pet 'im…Figgered it was kinda an order, ya know? Them golden eyes jest seem to talk…"
"There is no question, he's the link to the spirit world."
"The Nashoba Tohbi is the totem of our clan of the Chickasaw. Angie's husband, Towana, was my cousin. His mother, Te Ata, or Bearer of the Morning, was revered priestess and great storyteller of our people," added Ben. 
"Ain't real sure I'm the right person…or kin live up to all this that seems to be 'spected of me…" Hank shook his head and looked off to the creek.
"Think we give you Chickasaw name. Oka'-bia-Lawa, he who talks with the water," said Ben.
"Don't need another trip to that sweat lodge, do I?"
"We see. Leave lodge here for a while," Ben said with a grin.
"Cain't wait."
Anompoli Lawa and Sixkiller headed to their horses tied to the fence outside the gate. The shaman turned back to Angie and Hank as they reached the gate. "We do not choose, Oka'-bia-Lawa…we are chosen."


Monday, March 4, 2013

MIDWEST BOOK REVIEW - RETURN OF THE STARFIGHTER

MIDWEST BOOK REVIEW 
Black Eagle Force: Return of the Starfighter
Buck Stienke and Ken Farmer
Timber Creek Press
312 N Commerce St.
Gainesville, TX 76240
9780984882038, $16.95, www.tinyurl.com/Starf01

In Return of the Starfighter, authored by Buck Stienke and Ken Farmer, The Black Eagle Force is called in to another action thriller mission. This time they are called on to save the country from the invasion of a group of rogue Chinese.

"So, you are saying, Admiral, that while we have been busy trying to stamp out brush fires around the world, China has been preparing a non-nuclear first strike capability that could overwhelm us? Is one ultra-super carrier group that significant? Is it possible that you are exaggerating somewhat?"

To accomplish this, the "Old Iron" (retired, but usable aircraft) is retooled and brought out of mothballs. Led by General Jack Stewart, a force of older and retired men from all the services are called in to fly in this new/old squadron. Then, the BEF is called in .... Since we know that the BEF is invincible, there is no reason to go into any details, just suffice it to say that the action is exciting and not predictable, as is the wont of Mr. Farmer and Mr. Steinke. This is another great read for everyone.

In this, the third of the BEF novels by Ken Farmer and Buck Steinke, we again meet with old friends of the BEF, Dare, Blaze, Mickey, Jill and Gunter Hermann who is now married to the President of the United States as well as other familiar air warriors. Do they all survive the turmoil in which they find themselves? No spoilers here, folks.

Often, by the time an author gets to the third (or even the second) in a series, they have run out of new scenarios to make a believable storyline for us to become enthralled with. Not so with these two bon vivants of military novels. They continue to entertain us and make us believe that a clandestine group such as the BEF is possible. Maybe it is? Who knows - its top secret.

Buck Stienke is a retired captain and fighter pilot for the United States Air Force and a graduate from the Air Force Academy. He was a pilot for Delta Airlines for over 25 years and also executive producer of the award winning film Rockabilly Baby.

Ken Farmer served in the Marine Corps and graduated from Stephen F. Austin State University. Ken has been a professional actor, writer and director with memorable roles in Silverado, Friday Night Lights and Uncommon Valor. He continues to write and direct award-winning films, including Rockabilly Baby. - Katherine Boyer



Saturday, March 2, 2013

Alex Cord Reviews "The Nations".

Hollywood film and TV star, Alex Cord, gives THE NATIONS a 5 Star Review. Alex starred in Stagecoach as the Ringo Kid, Archangel in the TV series, Airwolf and over 77 other films and television shows. Alex is also author of the best selling novel, Feather in the Rain. Look for his newest soon. Days of the Harbinger.

Five Star Review for "The Nations" by film/TV star, Alex Cord.
THE NATIONS
Review

From the first page, you are transported to another time and place. Ken Farmer and Buck Stienke put you on the street. You see and smell the dust wafting off the slapped coat and sense danger immediately. The whole book is rich with knowledgeable authenticity. The language, the weapons, the equipment, all ring true. These writers plunge you into the colorful reality of a fast-moving tale, packed with genuine human emotions, fierce anger, tender affection, vengeance, and retribution. Villains abound, so vile, you want to see them fed to lions.
A fresh, intriguing, look at former slaves serving as U.S. Marshals enforcing the law after the war. A big tough, black bear of a man reveals a caring heart as he offers his home and family to a white boy and his sister orphaned by violence. An unexpected surprise in the touching depth of a relationship between a dying outlaw and the Marshal who kills him. Great dialogue. Action packed, blood and guts aplenty. With admirable skill, the authors blend violence and tenderness to move the reader to care about the characters. You’ll meet, You'll meet the faithful and loyal 'Boot,' who reminds me of my dog, 'Dallas,' and then there are the people, Bass Reeves, Molly Allgood, Tobe Bassett, Lyman Pusley and charming Ben Larson, and when you get to the end you’ll be like me, looking for the sequel.
Happy page turning.
Alex Cord




Thursday, February 28, 2013

SEQUEL TO "THE NATIONS"- "HAUNTED FALLS"

Excerpt from our sequel to the best selling "The Nations", "Haunted Falls". Chapt. 5 with "Boy" the white spirit wolf. Due out, early summer. At this writing, we are a little over 30,000 words into our projected 100,000 word novel.

"What 'n hell 'er you an' Sixkiller doin' here, Ashalatubbi?" asked the sheriff as they came through the gate.
"We were goin' to ask you the same question, Cobb."
"Well, if'n it's any of yer business, I'm fixin' to arrest this woman fer murder…three counts."
"Not likely," said Ben Sixkiller.
"Angie O'Reilly's husband half Chickasaw. This is Chickasaw Nation. She is under Chickasaw protection…You are out of your jurisdiction," said the older Indian.
"The hell you say! This woman killed three white men. I'm takin' her in, and that's a fact." He turned back toward Angie and drew his six-gun. Instantly, there was a blur of white as the wolf dog reacted, followed by a scream of pain as Boy latched on to his wrist, The sound of a sickening crack resonated above the growl coming from deep in the animal's throat. Cobb's Colt dropped to the ground from his useless fingers. "Get 'im off! Fer God's sake, git 'im off!"
"Boy, that would be enough, thank you," she said.
The big dog glanced up at her, then back at the sheriff now on his knees in pain, and turned loose of his wrist. He backed up and sat down beside Angie again and looked up at her as if to ask, "Did I do good?"
The sheriff remained on his knees, his left hand wrapped around his wrist with blood oozing out between his fingers. He stared at Ashalatubbi and Sixkiller. "God damned you redhides, this won't stand…guarandamntee you that."
Ben slowly levered a round into the chamber of his new '94 Winchester. "Mebbe I kill you now for trespass on 'redhide' land…Sheriff."
Kyle and Horace walked up.
"What's goin' on, Sheriff…'er you wounded?" asked Kyle.
"Damn dog tried to kill me."
"Looky what we found."
Kyle held up a stick of dynamite and Horace held up the burned out torch.
"Found this dynamite over next to the barn and Horace found that there torch next to Ox's body…Had his head caved in, wadn't shot. Didja know that?…Uh, Ox that is, not Horace…he's right here," reported deputy Kyle.
"Just shut yer pie hole, Kyle…an' keep it shut," the sheriff grumbled.

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Photo: Excerpt from our sequel to the best selling "The Nations", "Haunted Falls". Chapt. 5 with "Boy" the white spirit wolf. Due out, early summer.

"What 'n hell 'er you an' Sixkiller doin' here, Ashalatubbi?" asked the sheriff as they came through the gate. 
"We were goin' to ask you the same question, Cobb."
"Well, if'n it's any of yer business, I'm fixin' to arrest this woman fer murder…three counts."
"Not likely," said Ben Sixkiller.
"Angie O'Reilly's husband half Chickasaw. This is Chickasaw Nation. She is under Chickasaw protection…You are out of your jurisdiction," said the older Indian.
"The hell you say! This woman killed three white men. I'm takin' her in, and that's a fact." He turned back toward Angie and drew his six-gun. Instantly, there was a blur of white as the wolf dog reacted, followed by a scream of pain as Boy latched on to his wrist, The sound of a sickening crack resonated above the growl coming from deep in the animal's throat. Cobb's Colt dropped to the ground from his useless fingers. "Get 'im off! Fer God's sake, git 'im off!"
"Boy, that would be enough, thank you," she said. 
The big dog glanced up at her, then back at the sheriff now on his knees in pain, and turned loose of his wrist. He backed up and sat down beside Angie again and looked up at her as if to ask, "Did I do good?"
The sheriff remained on his knees, his left hand wrapped around his wrist with blood oozing out between his fingers. He stared at Ashalatubbi and Sixkiller. "God damned you redhides, this won't stand…guarandamntee you that."
Ben slowly levered a round into the chamber of his new '94 Winchester. "Mebbe I kill you now for trespass on 'redhide' land…Sheriff."
Kyle and Horace walked up.
"What's goin' on, Sheriff…'er you wounded?" asked Kyle.
"Damn dog tried to kill me."
"Looky what we found." 
Kyle held up a stick of dynamite and Horace held up the burned out torch.
"Found this dynamite over next to the barn and Horace found that there torch next to Ox's body…Had his head caved in, wadn't shot. Didja know that?…Uh, Ox that is, not Horace…he's right here," reported deputy Kyle.
"Just shut yer pie hole, Kyle…an' keep it shut," the sheriff grumbled.

Friday, February 15, 2013

BLACK EAGLE FORCE

Got an interesting post on our comments page on our website (www.blackeagleforce.com) last night. The gentleman must be a prolific reader as he read all four novels in four days. That's over 430,000 words. Wow!
The four books are in order:
Black Eagle Force: Eye of the Storm - 364 pages
Black Eagle Force: Sacred Mountain - 506 pages
Return of the Starfighter                       - 488 pages 
Black Eagle Force: Blood Ivory             - 498 pages
Here is his post:


I love this series I hope there is many more to come. As the proud owner of 500 paperback and hard cover books and over 1000 on kindle I must say the BEF series is my favorite I started the series only 4 days ago and read one each day.
The things you gentleman have done well is make the characters real. In most books the characters are so super amazing and have a million skills and are invincible.  I love how you made these people feel real.  In most books the guy sleeping in the jungle would have immediately known what's going on when he "feels" a presence in the woods.  I am referencing when the raptor approached Zorro. That is just one of the many times that it was nice to see the good guy not seem super human.
You guys have done an amazing job I can't say it enough I hope there is much more to come and thank you all for your service to the great U S of A without men like you we would all be speaking German right now.
-Keith Thornhill


Thanks, Keith and thanks to all our fans. All four of our BEF novels are in Amazon's Best Seller lists and in the top 50 with Blood Ivory at #5. Oorah!


Monday, February 11, 2013

BLACK HISTORY MONTH

In recognition of February as Black History Month, we want to point out that our best selling, top rated historical fiction western, The Nations, lead character is Bass Reeves. For the uninformed, Bass Reeves was the first black Deputy US Marshal west of the Mississippi. A former slave, he was appointed to the US Marshals service in 1875 first as a tracker then as a full-fledged Deputy US Marshal under Judge Issac C. Parker of the 9th District Court of Western Arkansas—also known as the 'Hanging Judge'. 
Bass, along with some 200 other white, black and Indian deputies and local Indian Police called Lighthorse, were charged with administering law and order in the eastern portion of what is now  Oklahoma—known then as  Indian Territory or The Nations. It was also known as "Robber's Roost" and "No-Man's Land" and was regarded in the latter part of the 19th century as the bloodiest and most dangerous place in the world. Sixty-five of those courageous marshals would give their lives in the line of duty during the twenty-one year span under Judge Parker, 1875 to 1896. 
Bass Reeves was one of the survivors. During his 32 year career as a Deputy Marshal, he would serve over 3,000 felony warrants and kill 14 men in the line of duty—twice as many as Marshal Wild Bill Hickok. He is regarded to this day as one of the greatest marshals in the long and storied history of the US Marshals Service. A larger than life size statue depicting Bass was recently erected next to the site of the US Marshals Museum in Ft. Smith, Arkansas.


Bass Reeves was a true American hero and is so depicted in our novel, The Nations, now available where ever good books are sold in print or E versions. Bass will again star in the sequel to The Nations, entitled, Haunted Falls, due out this summer. Watch for it.



  

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

It's a Rocket!!

My stars and candy bars...Black Eagle Force: Blood Ivory has rocketed up to #11, #15 and now #39 in Action & Adventure. Wow!Thank you fans.

I just wish I had an answer to this. We just released Black Eagle Force: Blood Ivory, #4 in our BEF series, less than a week ago. And today it jumps with a bullet to #1,364.
All we can say is, thank you to all of our fans. We'll keep writing. All four of our BEF novels are now in several of Amazon's top 100 Best Selling lists. Keep those cards and letters coming.

Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #1,364 Paid in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Paid in Kindle Store)
#11 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Fiction > Genre Fiction > War
#15 in Books > Literature & Fiction > Genre Fiction > War
#39 in Kindle Store > Kindle eBooks > Fiction > Action & Adventure
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Sunday, February 3, 2013

Midwest Book Review for Sacred Mountain


5 Star Review for "Black Eagle Force: Sacred Mountain on Midwest Book Review and Amazon. Thank you Katherine Boyer.

The Black Eagle Force becomes embroiled in another exciting adventure written by authors Buck Steinke and Ken Farmer in Sacred Mountain. This time it is really personal. Annette Henry Thompson, the first woman to be president of the United States is kidnapped by a former enemy. She is the former love of Gunter Hermann and therefore very important to the BEF team.

""Won't hurt to ask," he replied, typing in the short query into the FMS. "What's up?" A few seconds passed before a short message came back across the MMILSATCOM link. LILAC IS MISSING."

With this unexpected revelation, the BEF is called into action by Secretary of Defense Baker to go deep into the Sierra Madre Mountains to find and rescue her. What follows is the masterful way in which they execute the mission. You will feel like you are sitting in any one of the aircraft described by this masterful writing team. There are some other surprises about people you know from the news. You need to read this book to continue following the BEF adventures.

Buck Stienke is a retired captain and fighter pilot for the United States Air Force and a graduate from the Air Force Academy. He was a pilot for Delta Airlines for over 25 years and also executive producer of the award winning film Rockabilly Baby.

Ken Farmer served in the Marine Corps and graduated from Stephen F. Austin State University. Ken has been a professional actor, writer and director with memorable roles in Silverado, Friday Night Lights and Uncommon Valor. He continues to write and direct award-winning films, including Rockabilly Baby.


http://www.midwestbookreview.com/rbw/feb_13.htm#katherine



Friday, February 1, 2013

Book Sales

The writing team of Ken Farmer and Buck Stienke had their first novel released on Feb. 14, 2010. January 27, 2013 novel #5 was released. The first three in our Black Eagle Force series have been in Amazon's Best Seller top 100 lists for 21 consecutive weeks. 
     Total sales through November, 2012, both E books and print has exceeded 5,500 books. 
November alone was 2,802 books.

    To date, we have never done the freebie thing on Amazon; just don't believe in it. Our E prices range from $3.99 for the Black Eagle Force series to $2.99 for our historical fiction Western.

Our release dates are:
Black Eagle Force: Eye of the Storm  -  Feb. 12, 2012
Black Eagle Force: Sacred Mountain -  March 1, 2012
The Nations (Western)  -                         Aug. 16, 2012
Return of the Starfighter -  (BEF #3)     Sept. 14, 2012
Black Eagle Force: Blood Ivory -          Jan. 27, 2013

A great big Texas THANK YOU to all our fans! Keep those cards and letters coming.
Below is the cover for our latest novel, 
Black Eagle Force: Blood Ivory



Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Number 4 in the BEF Series!

It's was  a great day yesterday. The fourth in our best selling BEF series, "Black Eagle Force: Blood Ivory" was released yesterday on Amazon and other outlets. And "Black Eagle Force: Sacred Mountain" (#2) is sandwiched between Dale Brown's "Tiger's Claw" at #38 and W.E.B. Griffin's "Covert Warriors" at #40 on Amazon's Best Seller list - Fiction>War. All three BEF novels have been in the Best Sellers list for 21 consecutive weeks. Blood Ivory is within two points of being in the top 100 Best Seller list too. - IN ONE DAY!  Yep, all in all a great day.

Excerpt from Black Eagle Force: Blood Ivory.
'President Annette Henry Thompson seeks a permanent solution to Islam's attacks on western civilization and unleashes the full fury of the US military and the Black Eagle Force  on al Qaeda, the Somali pirates and Muslim extremists.
"We want you, General, as Commander of SOCOM, 
to take the helm for all other aspects of Operation Firestorm," SecDef Baker continued.
"I'm honored to accept the responsibility, Madame President, Mr. Secretary. What are the ROEs?"
"There are none, General White…There are none," replied President Thompson.'







Friday, January 25, 2013

TOP REVIEWER GIVES 5 STARS






5.0 out of 5 stars
 
Another winner for Ken and BuckJanuary 24, 2013
The Black Eagle Force becomes embroiled in another exciting adventure written by authors Buck Steinke and Ken Farmer in Sacred Mountain. This time it is really personal. Annette Henry Thompson, the first woman to be president of the United States is kidnapped by a former enemy. She is the former love of Gunter Hermann and therefore very important to the BEF team.

""Won't hurt to ask," he replied, typing in the short query into the FMS. "What's up?"
A few seconds passed before a short message came back across the MILSATCOM link.
LILAC IS MISSING."

With this unexpected revelation, the BEF is called into action by Secretary of Defense Baker to go deep into the Sierra Madre Mountains to find and rescue her. What follows is the masterful way in which they execute the mission. You will feel like you are sitting in any one of the aircraft described by this masterful writing team. There are some other surprises about people you know from the news. You need to read this book to continue following the BEF adventures.
Buck Stienke is a retired captain and fighter pilot for the United States Air Force and a graduate from the Air Force Academy. He was a pilot for Delta Airlines for over 25 years and also executive producer of the award winning film Rockabilly Baby.
Ken Farmer served in the Marine Corps and graduated from Stephen F. Austin State University. Ken has been a professional actor, writer and director with memorable roles in Silverado, Friday Night Lights and Uncommon Valor. He continues to write and direct award-winning films, including Rockabilly Baby.

BLACK EAGLE FORCE: SACRED MOUNTAIN


This review of Sacred Mountain on the following websites:

www.midwestbookreview.com – will publish on February 1


Katherine Boyer


Monday, January 21, 2013

MORE 5 STAR REVIEWS

New 5 Star Review on Amazon for RETURN of the STARFIGHTER.

5.0 out of 5 stars Return of the StarfighterJanuary 21, 2013
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This review is from: Return Of The Starfighter (BLACK EAGLE FORCE) (Kindle Edition)
A company of people who fly under the radar. Seals, Rangers, Ranchers, Secret Service, ect, all with something to give to the red, white and blue, or for a matter of fact the good of the world. Combinging this with knowledge, firepower extreme, and planes of outrageous ablities, and you have a great fighting unit of men and women that kick butt, with a capital "B". This is the continuation of Black Eagle Force. It complete in it's own right but get both. Waiting for the next one! Charllotte

Sunday, January 13, 2013

AMAZON'S BEST SELLER LIST

All three Black Eagle Force novels, "Black Eagle Force: Sacred Mountain", "Return of the Starfighter" and "Black Eagle Force: Eye of the Storm" are sandwiched between Dale Brown's "Tiger's Claw" AT #41 and W.E.B. Griffin's "The Spymasters" at #53 in Amazon's Best Seller Top 100 list. Fiction>War. Pretty good company.  We are in our 19th consecutive on the Best Seller Lists. Thank you fans.

                                                    

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

HAUNTED FALLS


Here's another excerpt from "Haunted Falls", the sequel to "The Nations". From Chapt. 2.

"Bill Dalton passed the City Marshal's office just as a short, stocky constable, Rosco Chattaway, stepped out of the door. The twenty-three year old law officer was wearing a dark blue wool uniform with brass buttons completely down the middle of his thigh-length coat. Across the front of his flat-topped, short-billed cap, was the word CONSTABLE in polished brass letters. He watched as the rest of the gang slowly rode separately to the bank down on the corner, dismount and tie up.
    Chattaway watched for a moment longer and then turned to reenter the office. "Marshal, they's some men just rode into town sorta one at the time and they all tied up in front of the bank…Never seen 'em afore."
    "And?" City Marshal Matt Muckleroy asked, not looking up from his paperwork.
    "Well, I could see they was wearing side arms under their coats and appeared to be a mite…fidgety."
    He looked up. "How do you mean…'fidgety', Rosco?"
    "They was lookin' around, ya know, sorta nervous-like. Then all but one went into the bank…I think they're ne'er-do-wells up to no good…sir."
    The rotund marshal removed his reading glasses laid them on his desk, got to his feet and adjusted his gun belt. "You know what I tol' you about thinkin' Rosco…but you make a good point. Head down to Sheriff Brownlow's office. I'll go the other direction and start roundin' up a posse…just in case. Tell J. D. to put his deputies on the roofs on the other side of the street and catty-corner from the bank, I'll put mine behind the water troughs and inside the saloon directly across from the bank…Be sure he reminds his men to take a caution…ya hear?"
    "Yessir." The constable stood there for a moment and then glanced around the marshal's office with a blank look on his face.
    "Today, Chattaway…Today!"
    "Yessir…uh, I was jest wonderin' ifn I should get my gun…sir?"
    "Rosco, if brains were dynamite, you couldn't blow yer nose…Of course get yer gun!"
    "Right, sir," he said as he went to the gun rack on the back wall of the office, removed a Remington single barrel shotgun and headed to the door.
    "And rounds, Rosco, rounds. Not much good without ammunition, now is it?"
    "Oh…yes, sir. I mean no, sir…sir," he said as he wheeled around to the cabinet next to the gun rack and grabbed a box of shells. "Got 'em, sir," he said as he held up the box.
    "Go, dammit! Just go!" the marshal screamed as Chattaway hustled toward the door. "Boy's gonna make an old man of me…if I survive atall….Dumber'n bucket of rocks," he mumbled and jumped as the door slamed.

"Wallace, stay out here and mind the horses…'n keep yer eyes open…The rest of ya'll with me," Dalton said as he, Big Asa, Jim Knight, Three-fingered Dynamite Dick West and George Bennett entered the lobby of the bank through the double nine foot tall glass-inset doors.
    Bill glanced at Big Asa and Knight. They nodded back, walked up to President Joseph Clemmons desk at the side of the lobby and Big Asa handed him a note that read: 'This will introduce you to Charles Spreckelmeyer, who wants some money and he is going to have it. Bill and Friends'.
    Clemmons looked up from reading the note only to see the bore of a Winchester pointed at his face just six inches away. Jim Knight had carried the .44-40 caliber rifle inside the bank under his long morning coat. The banker swallowed hard as he noticed Dalton and the others had spread out and also drawn their weapons. An elderly woman customer screamed and fainted."

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Monday, January 7, 2013

STORYTELLING


STORYTELLING

“Storytelling. What is it? A Mystery! It’s the art of never seeming bored, of touching everything with interest, of pleasing with trifles, of being fascinating with nothing at all. Of seeing what we say. How do we define this lively darting about with words, this sort of brief smile of ideas which should be Storytelling?” – Guy de Maupassant
     The story is a sequence of events that we use with words and imagery to reveal an adventure, an emotion, a history, a lesson, a character…a story. As writers, Buck and I like to visualize our Black Eagle Force stories as they happen…If we don’t see it or feel it, neither will the reader. After twenty-five screen/teleplays and five novels, we have yet to write an outline. We prefer to create a situation and let the characters work it out. Our story will change, adapt, fluctuate and morph as we write. We rarely know how the story is going to turn out when we start and often we are as surprised at the ending as we hope the reader is.
     We feel the story itself is far more important than the writing of it. Storytelling is the oldest form of communication/education/healing in the history of mankind, dating back to the “Storyteller” (the shaman) around the campfires of prehistoric or primitive villages. The stories painted or drawn on the walls of caves in petroglyphs, on animal skins and in the oral tradition, were man’s first form of education, communication, entertainment and healing, far predating the written word.
     The Twelve Tribes of Israel used the “oral tradition” for centuries in passing down the parables of the Creation and Noah’s Flood. It was not until King Solomon decreed that these stories be written down, that we had any records from which much of the “Old Testament” was taken. We, as writers, have a responsibility to carry on this tradition, yes, in fact, mankind has a need for “Storytellers” that is almost as great as his need for love. But above all the story must entertaining or nobody would listen.
The story itself is why Dan Brown’s novels “The DaVinci Code”, “The Lost Symbol” “Angels & Demons” and “Deception Point” are so successful and popular, in our opinion. Brown was vilified, chastised and raked over the coals by so-called critics over his style, grammar and poor structuring, etc. The poor guy is laughing all the way to the bank…It’s about STORY, hello! Critics often think they know the way, but can’t drive the car. If you start looking at proper style, edit errors or grammatical rules, you’re not looking at the story. It’s like watching a movie with nonstop sex or gratuitous violence…it’s there to cover up the absence of story.
Most people can readily recite passages from great stories, including from the Bible on command even if the writing suffers in translation or style. The images are there and stimulate our powers of visualization. Of course Cecil B. DeMille helped out a great deal, but the story was still there.
Of course, action verbs, adjectives and judicious use of adverbs are important, but they’re not going to help tell the story if the story itself sucks. With the plethora of commercial fiction novels on the market today, good storytelling is also the reason why some writers excel while others fall by the wayside. Stories are not told to the reader…you must suck the reader into the story with visual imagery (word pictures) and emotions. A story without emotions is like an eagle without wings. You can’t just have wonderful, believable characters, you must follow the five precepts of storytelling: Make the reader See, Hear, Feel, Taste and Smell what’s going on in each and every scene. These things far outweigh style, structure and grammar. They are the core of storytelling.