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    Greed: A Love Story is Available on Kindle!

    Greed: A Love Story is Available on Kindle!

    Good news Kindle readers!
    Doug's novel, Greed: A Love Story is now available on Kindle for only $9.99.
    If you take pleasure in reading an action-adventure story with a western flair, dry humor, an honest romance, and finally redemption, Greed, A Love Story is to be shared.
    Thank you for your continued support.

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    Shoot for the moon, and even if you miss, you'll land among the stars

    Shoot for the moon, and even if you miss, you'll land among the stars

    I am thrilled to announce that Doug's novel, Greed, A Love Story was recently hand-picked by editors at the world's leading independent publishing company, iUniverse. His book is listed in the Barnes & Noble Rising Star Special Collection on Barnes& Doug's novel will be made available through this exclusive boutique collection during February.
         Greed, A Love Story is also available on B&N's e-Nook reader, and will soon be made available on Amazon's Kindle.
         A gifted storyteller, a passionate fly-fisher, Doug left us a legacy of love.
         Con cariño,

    Rising Star
    Below is the link for the Rising Star Special Collection

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    Doug's novel, Greed: A Love Story, makes its debut!

    Doug's novel, Greed: A Love Story, makes its debut!

    My Rising Star

    For eleven long months, my dear husband fought a courageous battle with brain cancer, and on November 17, 2010, he joined his father on the banks of the Metolius River in the Oregon Cascades. A hand-tied caddis fly on each line, they continue to cast about for the elusive Rainbow in God’s Cathedral of the Pines.
                In March, Doug was able to come home to Zihuatanejo, Mexico, strong and cheerful after three months of hospitalization and rehabilitation care in the States. He lived his dream to awaken each morning to sip his fresh brewed organic coffee, view the beautiful Pacific Ocean, feel the cool ocean breezes, and hear waves crash on the beach. I miss him terribly, but somehow I know he is with me still—in the gray nighthawk that soars over the patio each evening, among the finches that swarm from the trees each morning, and in the fish that leap from the sea.
                My husband also fulfilled another dream; he completed his novel that he had written seven years ago and had tucked away in a drawer.
                Greed, A Love Story has won two publisher awards; an Editor’s Choice Award and the prestigious Rising Star designation, both of which he became aware before his passing.
                Greed, A Love Story is currently available through iUniverse, Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and Borders. (Clickable links below.)
                I hope you enjoy the novel as much as we enjoyed working on it together.
                Con cariño,
                Denise DiPietro

    Copies of Greed, A Love Story are available at:

    Doug’s blogsite

    Please note: My husband has fly fished his entire life and has maintained this blog site since 2008. I welcome guest fly-fishing bloggers, but sadly, I cannot contribute to the site, as I do not fish.


    September 20. The novel is finished!

    September 20. The novel is finished!

    I began writing during the years that Denise and I operated the Double D Ranch in Arizona. Our guest ranch was not one of those sprawling resorts near Phoenix and Tucson with tennis courts, waterslides, and free-form swimming pools, but an intimate ranch with only a few guests in attendance at a time. The kind of ranch where horseback riding was the singular attraction.

    The novel formed in my mind while guiding visitors on horseback through the rugged terrain of the Black Mesa country. I wondered who might have ridden these same trails and also imagined what might have drawn them to the high desert of central Arizona.

    One snowy winter day, I commandeered one of the guest rooms for my writing studio and began to write. I soon found that I did not know much about the craft required to write a novel. This realization fell upon me like a pile of bricks. I had thought that writing might be like telling a story around a campfire, a skill I had quickly acquired as part of my ranch duties. My desire to learn to write led me to seek advice from established authors offering mentoring services to beginners like me. I traveled to seminars in Québec, Albuquerque, and Tucson and enrolled via Internet in the Gotham Writing School in New York City.

    Slowly, ever so slowly, I began to find my way. My mentors wisely junked my idea of beginning my writing education by trying to fill the vast canvas of a novel, and instead, they started me on short stories, a craft I mastered by drawing on my campfire tales. A number of my short stories appeared in Arizona publications, national literary magazines, and Internet e-zines, and eventually I got lucky and won Third Place in a Barnes and Noble short story fiction contest and actually got paid. Oh, happy day!

    This event gave me the confidence to pull my manuscript from the drawer where it had resided since my foray into short story writing, and I doggedly began anew.

    Then catastrophe struck.

    In January 2010, I was diagnosed with brain cancer. I lay in a hospital for three months and fretted. “Would I ... could I ... write again? Was my novel a lost cause?”

    Many times I thought to destroy the manuscript with the self-aggrandizing flourish of 1930s authors Fitzgerald and Hemingway, but lucky for me, Denise counseled caution. “You will write again,” she said. “Be patient. Look at it this way. We are returning to Mexico soon. What will you do once we get there?”

    “Fly fish,” I said.

    “That might not happen,” she said, “at least not until your paralyzed left side improves. So why not refocus?” She tossed my dog-eared manuscript onto the hospital bed. That was eight months ago.

    I finished my novel, Greed, A Love Story last week. It now sits on my publisher’s desk. We hope for a release date sometime this winter.


    AndWhile fishing from the pier

    AndWhile fishing from the pier

    AndWhile fishing from the pier in full dark last evening,Sergio hooked into a large fish.(he thought it a snook.) and buried the hook,certain, but in true snook fashion the big fish lumbered off beneath the pier like a semi-truck and snapped the 50lb line. While he explained this to me,his face sagged as if the muscles had all detached from the facial bones at once." The biggest fish "I have hooked this year he lamented,and I lose it!"


    Sergio reports snook hookup, and the bay thick with 10--12 inch cocineros

    June 13 Sergio reports schools of scrappy cocinero just beyond the break in front of Playa Municipal and beneath the Municipal Pier.
       In the picture above, he holds a typical Cocinero of about 12 inches.These scrappy fighters s are members of the lively Jack family of fishes, a lot of fun to catch on #4-6 Clousers and a #5 or #6 fly rod. A rapid retrieve a few feet below the surface does the trick.
       Sergio caught 18 cocineros on this particular day, and while fishing from the pier in full dark that same evening, he hooked into a large fish (he thought it a Snook), and buried the hook, certain, but in true Snook fashion, the big fish lumbered off beneath the pier and snapped the 50-lb line.
       While Sergio explained this to me, his face sagged as if the muscles detached from the facial bones all at once. "The biggest fish I have hooked this year," he lamented, "and I lose it!"
       He is likely correct that the fish was a mighty Snook. Only yesterday, a fishing friend of Sergio's wading Playa Municipal while angling for the above mentioned Cocinero's, noticed a disturbance in the shallow surf. He advanced into the warm water and spotted a wallowing Snook in seeming distress, grabbed it by the tail, and dragged it onto the beach. Clutched in the sharp jaws of the Snook, was a puffer or porcupine fish of perhaps a pound. Porkys are a species of fish often seen in the vicinity of rocky prominences and are generally either tan, yellow, blue, or dark red, and covered in sharp spines resembling porcupine quills.
       Sergio's friend tossed the Snook over his shoulder and walked to the nearby beach fish market and had it weighed. The fish tipped the scale at 37 pounds! The Snook had likely grabbed the porky without due consideration, and the smaller fish had wedged into the Snook's throat where the quills held it fast. 
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