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STOLEN IN PARIS: The Lost Chronicles of Young Ernest Hemingway: Wilderness Escape; Running from Turdface, Game Warden
STOLEN IN PARIS: The Lost Chronicles of Young Ernest Hemingway: Wilderness Escape; Running from Turdface, Game Warden
STOLEN IN PARIS: The Lost Chronicles of Young Ernest Hemingway: Wilderness Escape; Running from Turdface, Game Warden
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Stolen in Paris: The Lost Chronicles hits home with the teenage genius search for truth in all of us.

Ernest Hemingway's first wife lost a suitcase full of prized manuscripts on a trip home from Paris. These missing stories were never to be seen again. Who knows what literary classics that suitcase may have contained?

In the imagination of this author have been found those missing memoirs—a series of twelve exciting adventures, with more to come, found by way of "biographic fantasy noir." "The Lost Chronicles of Young Ernest Hemingway" unveil his earliest, most fascinating adventure stories, and monologues read like eaves-dropping while he unloads in his priest's confessional booth.The author imagines what the childhood and teenage life of Ernest Hemingway in Petoskey must have been like.

This stylish series of young adult novels reveals literary merit, fine design, and strong kid-relevance. Filled with unbridled Victorian romance, adventure, betrayal, parent-sibling drama, and tribal temptations tastefully presented like a cathartic, primal glimpse into one, very troubled, sub-conscious.

History comes alive in these historical adventure stories!

"The Lost Chronicles of Young Ernest Hemingway" is indeed the perfect platform on which to expose those early, deeply gnarled roots of America's most analyzed, literary bad boy.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherDavid Wyant
Release dateJul 5, 2012
ISBN9781476438146
STOLEN IN PARIS: The Lost Chronicles of Young Ernest Hemingway: Wilderness Escape; Running from Turdface, Game Warden
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David Wyant

David Henry Wyant, M.Ed. was born in Rogers City Michigan, just 60 miles directly east of Petoskey, along Lake Huron. He graduated with honors from RCHS in 1959 during a time when most young Americans strongly felt the need to do what they could to beat Russia into outer space. At seventeen, he drew rocket plans for NASA.A graduate of Concordia Univ. Chicago(BA) and Wayne State Univ. Detroit, MI,(MA), Mr. Wyant taught elementary school for 30 years specializing in Art. He worked on a team which wrote the state Art curriculum for Florida.Author Wyant currently enjoys visits with his daughter, Lisa Luebke (wife of Randall), five grandchildren and one great grandchild who all live nearby in Boyne City, Michigan. Experiencing Petoskey's north woods will never be the same after you read, "The Lost Chronicles of Young Ernest Hemingway." "The Town that Haunted Hemingway"..."Side Door to Heaven for Hemingway"Mr. Wyant's previous books were environmental in nature:"A Compilation of Poems", Landscape painting with words"My Petoskey Stones"(192 pages regional poems) Extolling the natural beauty of Petoskey, MI"The Town that Haunted Hemingway." Extensive research of Hemingway’s youth in Petoskey area."Art Curriculum, State of FL." What every child should know about Art, K-12Mr. Wyant is available for readings of his books, writer's workshops and readings of his unique regional poetry.

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    STOLEN IN PARIS - David Wyant

    STOLEN IN PARIS:

    The Lost Chronicles of Young Ernest Hemingway

    Book 9: Wilderness Escape: Running from Turdface, Game Warden

    Published by David Henry Wyant at Smashwords

    Copyright 2012 David Henry Wyant

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    Trouble always finds me.

    Even in the deepest parts of the northern Michigan swamps, I can not be alone, for the game warden’s weird kid seems always to be lurking somewhere in the shadows. That darned Evans kid has decided, for some strange reason, that his only life’s goal is to tail me. Wherever I venture--whether fishing, hunting, or just plinking around out in the forests around Lake Walloon--that scrawny little rascal lurks in the under-brush. He has no life to speak of, but he comes alive when he can hide, in order to observe me. Then he runs home like the weasel that he is, to report lies to his Dad,Turd-Face Evans, the game warden.

    Only good bit of violating that always keeps me in the pocket money is selling fresh-caught trout to local hotel kitchens.

    Mind you, now, I do not deliberately go out to break the law, but I have this God-given knack for catching dozens of jumbo trout. I usually come home with much more than my family can eat, so it is a God's honest, most natural occurrence, to venture over to the hotel cooks to brag about the catch-of-the-day for that day. It is about the snazziest set up I have going, for they will always pay cash for whatever catch I bring around.

    Some days I send my sister, Ursala, in back to make the lucrative transaction just to throw off the useless, power-hungry game warden and his equally useless, gawky, bug-eyed, buck-toothed, freckle-faced, knock-kneed, red-headed son.

    We are not pals. Not one in the area likes his rotten father either, mainly because he is such a heartless bully. He hauls in people for infractions that he imagines--no hard evidence, just what he dreams up.

    So I am always doing a dance around this duo of obnoxious representatives of the so-called upholders of Michigan state law.

    Turd-face never catches me in a transaction accepting money for illegal fish. I am always one step ahead of him on that score. For instance: All hotel kitchens need firewood chopped for their cook-stoves, or they may need other odd jobs or errands run, so when my payday comes around, the fish payment doesn’t look so obvious. It is included in my odd-job pay. You see, a cook can also be in big trouble for buying fish that is caught out of season.

    So I am on easy street, making good money doing what I most enjoy in life and that is fishin,’ but I never know when I have a witness–that darned nemesis of mine, that scrawny, buck-toothed...well, you get the picture...that dad-blamed Evans kid, Son of Turd-Face Evans, who plays heavily in the next exciting adventure.

    My summer is just peachy up til this one day....

    While reading one of my slick, bi-weekly, outdoor magazines, I dwell upon an article written by a sharp-shooter named Earl Haynes. Earl the

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