by R.W. Van Sant Chapter 18 Once home, they collapsed on the couch in exhaustion. Jerry ached from the electrically induced strain on his muscles. Ted brought in a six-pack of beer and more DVDs. Ted had recorded several taped documentaries about on diving and shipwrecks. They were entertaining, but by no means intended to … More Teller’s Cove Chapter 18
By R.W. Van Sant Chapter 17 “Hey. Jerry!” Ted shook the bed. “Wake up. It’s time to eat, and we’re burning daylight.” “Umphh!” Jerry pulled the covers back over his head to shut out the light. “Okay, I’m getting ice-water.” The tugging ceased. Jerry heard the door close. He sat up. Ted stood by the … More Teller’s Cove Chapter 17
Chapter 9 Jerry sat at the dining room table perusing the journal his great-great-great grandfather—the nutcase. He should have been studying for his classes, but the sooner he could show Ted the futility of the whole endeavor, the sooner he could enjoy his vacation, and get used to the idea of his newfound wealth. The … More Teller’s Cove Chapter 9
by R.W Van Sant Chapter 7 Jerry awoke cold and shaking. His heart pounded heavily in his chest, and he wondered if it would stop from fatigue. The taste of blood was fresh in his mouth, and his stomach revolted against it. He felt his mouth for the source, but his tongue gave no indication … More Tellers Cove Chapter 7
Chapter 2 Arturo agreed that Jerry needed a vacation and moved the deck project up so that he could finish in time for spring break. His cousin planned a full-scale, sleepover, work party with all the food and beer Jerry could handle. Jerry jumped at it, he wasn’t overjoyed with the thought of leaving his … More Teller’s Cove Chapter Two
I guess that every writing project has to start somewhere, even a blog. So it’s only fair that if you are going to be following me, reading my thoughts and discoveries, or experiencing my writing explorations along with me then I owe it to you to explain a bit of the philosophes that drive my … More Hello, I’m R.W. Van Sant
