Wendall's Lullaby

Description

"An epic mystery that blends science, political intrigue and everyone's favorite sea-mammal--the dolphin."

--IndieReader


Hundreds of dolphins have mysteriously beached themselves in Galveston, Texas, and Dr. Angela Clarke is on a mission to understand why. The  US National Director for Marine Mammal Health and Stranding jets to Texas—unknowingly  a pawn in the national security plans of  THE FEW.






Please Like Our Facebook Link

Facebook Page : https://www.facebook.com/WendallsLullaby/

About the Author

Author Name : Kip Koelsch

     Wendall's Lullaby is Kip Koelsch's first novel, though he got his start writing “books” with crayons in Mrs. Cook's second grade class in Leonardo, NJ. Koelsch fell in love with dolphins early on as well--reading National Geographic Magazine, watching The Undersea World of Jacques Cousteau and observing them while on family vacations to Anna Maria Island, FL. Over the years, Koelsch has been a collegiate rowing coach, an adjunct professor in Environmental Studies, a “manatee watch” coordinator, a salesperson in two outdoor retail stores, a canoe guide, an outdoor fitness and adventure program coordinator and a trail running and triathlon race director. Through it all, he has been an on-again, off-again freelance magazine writer, blogger and keeper of a journal of “other writing ideas”—including the seeds for a follow-up to Wendall's Lullaby and more works of fiction. Koelsch has an undergraduate degree in Journalism and Mass Media from Rutgers University in NJ and a Master's Degree in Humanities and American Studies from the University of South Florida in Tampa, FL. Currently, Koelsch resides in Dunedin, FL, with his wife and four cats.

Comments

Book Of The Day
Publishers

Latest Poem

My great grandfather was a Slave

My grandfather was a Native

My grandmother was a Bantu

My mother was a kaffir, Nigga, Negro

Names imposed by shackles

But an Afrakan I am

An identity my forefathers were deprived of

 

An identity I am now polluting with the fumes of cigarettes

In dope I am giving it another face

In ecstasy I am giving it a comical image

My drunken stupor gives it an unstable belonging

My borrowed accent contradicts what it represents

My imitated dress code conceals its beauty

My adopted religion undermines my intellectual prowess

My language deafens my ancestors

My values are valueless

My mind is discriminatory

It repels anything indigenous

Whilst absorbing all that is alien

None can identify with me

Even those I am emulating

Patriotism I reserve for my kind

I look down at my patriots

If I were xenophobic

I could have been my own victim

I pride myself in my slanted inferior education

An education promptly deleting my true history

Ignorance is my custom

I am dreaming dreams my forefathers cannot interpret

I am singing praise songs for my dying culture

I am branding a heritage

I cannot inherit

Knowledge of freedom is embedded in my subconscious

But suppressed by fear

Fear to develop my culture and identity

Fear to be rejected by the world

Fear to be different and still love myself

Yet with no identity I remain

View More Poems Read More
Get a wordpress CMS website for $450 only.
50% discount for members.
We design author’s websites with a control panel where authors can upload pictures & Videos. You can post articles and engage on discussions with your readers. We also provide you with options for posting news and events by your own and also you can update the content of the website by your own and you can send newsletters to your readers.
Actual price of the website development is $900. But you pay only $450.
Email us
info@booksonline.best

Latest Book Trailers View More trailors

Powered by Crystalline Noble