Michael Tyler

I live in 0hio with my wife and two of my five children--three have left the nest. We share our place in the sticks with four dogs, one cat, two hermit crabs, one fish, fifteen chickens, four Guinea hens, three Ball Pythons, and one rat named Brutus, granted clemency after having survived his encounter with Toby, a python. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXWhen I'm not working or attending practice for whatever sport is in season with my boys, I write mystery/suspense novels. My first, The Vendetta, was published mid-2007 by Archebooks Publishing. It is available online from Barnes & Noble, Amazon Books, Target, and Archebooks. It's easy to find with Google. The Reaper, my second rogue-cop Michael Griffin story, should also come out through Archebooks. Books three and four, tentatively titled The Headsman and The Messiah, are under way. You can check out my prologues at http://www.authorsden.com/michaeltyler1 XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXI am proud to have served my country as both a Marine Infantryman (Semper Fidelis) and Army Special Forces NCO (De Oppresso Liber). I like to think that my years in uniform lend the flavor of authenticity to my stories. You'll have to let me know. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXGuess that's enough for now. I'm off to do chores. Thanks for checking out my space on MySpace. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXOh, one more thing: Anybody want a rat named Brutus?XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Mystery/Suspense reader? Feel free to drop by my website at www.authormichaeltyler.com. Also check out Michael Tyler at AllTheseBooks.com XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXThe Paratrooper's Prayer is a French poem found in the possession of the presumed author, Aspirant (Lieutenant) André Zirnheld, upon his death in Libya in 1942. It has been adopted by all French Paratroopers, including those belonging to the French Foreign Legion, as well as American Paratroopers, old and new: XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXI'm asking You God, to give me what You have left. Give me those things which others never ask of You. I don't ask You for rest, or tranquility. Not that of the spirit, the body, or the mind. I don't ask You for wealth, or success, or even health. All those things are asked of You so much Lord, that you can't have any left to give. Give me instead Lord what You have left. Give me what others don't want. I want uncertainty and doubt. I want torment and battle. And I ask that You give them to me now and forever Lord, so I can be sure to always have them, because I won't always have the strength to ask again. But give me also the courage, the energy, and the spirit to face them. I ask You these things Lord, because I can't ask them of myself.XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX I borrowed this from Director/Film-maker Robert Kurtzman's myspace page. (You really should check that out, as well as his Precinct 13 website. Awesome stuff) In turn, Mr. Kurtzman borrowed it from Theodore Roosevelt. No matter the source, words more true have not been written: XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX"It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood: who actually strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, and spends himself in a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows the triumph of high achievment: and who, at worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat." - THEODORE ROOSEVELT