Monday, March 4, 2024
MEET LANCE STAR: SKY RANGER AUTHOR BOBBY NASH THIS SATURDAY!
Bobby
Sunday, March 3, 2024
MARCH IS NATIONAL SMALL PRESS MONTH!
March is National Small Press Month. There are a lot of great smaller presses out there producing some amazing books. You should give them a look. If you're interested in my small press work, please visit www.ben-books.com (my small press) and www.bobbynash.com (I also work for some wonderful small presses that aren't mine).
Thanks and happy reading!
Bobby
Saturday, March 2, 2024
NASH NEWS FOR MARCH IS READY! ARE YOU A NEWSLETTER SUBSCRIBER?
Nash News for March is winging its way to subscribers' inboxes tonight. If you're not a Nash News email newsletter subscriber and want to be (it's where all the cool kids hang out, y'know), head on over to https://www.subscribepage.com/NashNews and sign up. It's free & easy. Plus, did you get a free copy of Snow Falls, the first book in the hit Snow series just for signing up? You do. What a deal, huh? As always, your support means a lot. Thank you.
Bobby
Thursday, February 29, 2024
TAKE A WALK ON THE DARK SIDE!
Give it a read HERE.
Bobby
Tuesday, February 27, 2024
MY APPEARANCES FOR MARCH & APRIL! COME OUT AND SAY HI!
I look forward to seeing you out there.
Bobby
Thursday, February 22, 2024
THE POWER OF WHIMSY!
Friday, February 16, 2024
CONVENTION APPEARANCE CANCELLATION NOTICE. SADLY, I WILL BE UNABLE TO ATTEND RET-CON IN MARCH.
Bobby
Sunday, February 11, 2024
LANCE STAR AND THE GHOST SQUADRON (A 12 PART SERIALIZED STORY) READ CHAPTERS 2 and 3 NOW FOR FREE!
Bobby
Lance Star and the Ghost SquadronLance Star had landed planes on every terrain imaginable, from airstrips to aircraft carriers, from fields of wheat to mountain passes, and more. Setting the Skybolt II down on a dirt road in the middle of nowhere Utah did not pose a problem.
It had been years since his last visit to this part of the world. Back then, he'd been delivering a custom-built plane to another satisfied client. In addition to being a world-renowned adventurer and war hero, both of which brought his life no end of excitement and annoyance, in equal measure, Lance owned Lance Star, Inc., an aircraft design and manufacturing facility located in upstate New York. They built planes for various businesses, medical organizations, Hollywood movie studios, private clients, and they also held a few government contracts. He also owned and operated Star Field, a private airport connected to the manufacturing complex. He lived in a small cabin on the far end of the property. The business paid the bills that allowed Lance and the other Sky Rangers to travel the world on their various misadventures.
A frantic phone call from a friend sent him flying out from Star Field in the wee hours of the morning with Buck Tellonger tagging along as his co-pilot. Cy Hawkins and Red Davis were scheduled to follow later in the morning in their one-man Hornets. The Hornets were fast and maneuverable, perfect in aerial combat. Their adventures during the war inspired the sleek, aerodynamic design.
The Skybolt II was the signature vessel of the Sky Rangers, the name hung on Lance's team back during the war when newsreel footage captured amazing footage of the original Skybolt in action. When that fabled plane was destroyed, the team immediately started designing a new one. The design remained similar, though the new plane carried several upgrades over the original.
Jacob Cutter waited nearby, shading his eyes to ward off the glare from the silver sesquaplane as it rolled to a stop in the space marked. Lance, Buck, and Jacob had all met during the war when the Sky Rangers were temporarily assigned to aid his unit with a mission. The mission was a success but remained classified to the day.
After deplaning and a round of hellos and greetings, the three pilots headed toward Cutter's cabin. As they hiked across the field, their old friend explained why he called them. “Thanks for coming, guys,” he started. "I didn't know who else to call.”
“We'll help if we can, “Lance said. “You know that.”
“I appreciate it. I talked to the local sheriff, but he all but laughed me out of his office.” He opened the door to his barn. Inside sat his pickup truck. “Even with the evidence, something tells me he won't be much help.”
“Do you know who attacked you?”
“Yeah. But you’re not going to believe it. It was a ghost.”
To be continued…

Chapter 3.
Lance Star whistled. “This is some heavy-duty artillery, Cut,” he said, taking a closer look at Jacob Cutter’s bullet-damaged vehicle. “You're lucky to be alive.”
Cutter ran a hand through his hair. “Don’t I know it.”
“Did you get a good look at the attackers?" Buck asked.
“Yes. That's the problem”
“How so?”
“It's the darndest thing, Lance. I could have sworn these things were ghosts. Four of ‘em.”
“Ghosts? You mean like the shadow brigade we faced over Berlin that time?”
“No. I don't mean stealthy. I'm talking a Bob Cratchit kind of ghost.”
“You realize how that sounds, right?”
“Yes, I do, Buck. But bullet holes don't lie, do they?” He pointed at the battered truck.
Buck shrugged. “It is hard to refute the evidence.”
“So, you'll help me?”
“Of course,” Lance said.
“Good. Because there’s a four plane ghost squadron out there, gentlemen,” Jacob Cutter said, staring off toward the open plains and the mountains that dotted the horizon. “And they're up to no good.”
“Then I suggest we go take a look,” Lance said. “Can you take us out to where you were shot at last night?”
“You bet,” Cutter said. “I have to tell you boys, despite the situation, I’m as excited as a schoolboy to get to ride in the famous Skybolt. I’ve seen you guys in action in recent newsreels. Bob at the deli doesn’t believe me when I tell him I know you guys.”
“Maybe, once this is all over, we’ll swing by and let you introduce us,” Lance joked.
“Deal.”
After gassing up the Skybolt, Jacon Cutter climbed into the seat behind Lance Star in the Skybolt II’s main cockpit. Buck Tellonger climbed into the second cockpit, the co-pilot nest. Once they were strapped in, the silver plane’s mighty engines roared to life. Seconds later, they were in the air, the plains stretching out beneath them.
“It’s your backyard, Cut. Which way?”
Cutter relayed directions and coordinates to the pilot. The plane arced in an easterly direction, following a dirt road that cut through the wide-open plains.
“Any idea what we’re looking for?” Buck asked, his voice coming through the speakers.
“None,” Cutter responded, squeezing the pressure plate on the throat mic each of them wore. “There’s a whole lot of nothing in front of us. A few ranchers and farmers scattered about, but nothing that would warrant an attack squad like the one I saw.”
“Let’s head toward those rocky buttes,” Lance suggested as he changed course. “If I were trying to hide a squadron of planes, that’s probably where I’d start.”
“You might be right,” Buck said. “Someone just fired a rocket at us. Incoming!”
To be continued...
LANCE STAR AND THE GHOST SQUADRON (A 12 PART SERIALIZED STORY) CHAPTER 5 NOW AVAILABLE ON PATREON!
Lance Star: Sky Ranger takes flight. This 12 part serialized story was commissioned by The Beam, a newspaper insert in south Georgia. New installments will run each month, making this a 12 chapter story. With The Beam's kind permission, I will also be sharing the serialized pulp adventure on Patreon as well. You can read it HERE.
Saturday, February 10, 2024
BOBBY NASH INTERVIEWED ON THE COMIC BOOK PODCAST!
In the latest episode of COMIC BOOK PODCAST, author B. L. BLANKENSHIP talks with BOBBY NASH (Author/Artist) about writing. comics, Zorro, Domino lady, and much, much more. Give it a watch HERE or below.
Enjoy.
Bobby
Friday, February 9, 2024
Newsletter: NASH NEWS FOR FEBRUARY 2024!
Bobby
Wednesday, February 7, 2024
AUTHOR BOBBY NASH SPEAKS AT NORTHEAST GEORGIA WRITERS CLUB MEETING!
Friday, February 2, 2024
NASH NEWS - MY FREE EMAIL NEWSLETTER SHIPS THIS WEEKEND! ARE YOU SUBSCRIBED?
As always, I appreciate your support. Thank you.
Bobby
Monday, January 29, 2024
BOBBY NASH RETURNS TO DRAGON CON AS A GUEST LABOR DAY WEEKEND 2024!
Dragon Con runs August 29 - September 2, 2024 in Atlanta, GA.
Learn more HERE.
I hope to see you there.
Bobby
Tuesday, January 23, 2024
GET READY TO WORDSLING WITH THIS NEW WRITING JOURNAL!
The 'It's Wordslinging Time' Writing Journal is available at the following retailers:
Amazon US (paperback)
Amazon UK (paperback)
Amazon CA (paperback)
Available at Amazon worldwide.
Bobby will also have copies available at conventions and other appearances.
Happy Wordslinging!
Bobby
Monday, January 22, 2024
BOBBY NASH TALKS SNOW HUNT, WRITING, AND MORE ON THE CHAPTER BREAK BOOK BLOG INTERVIEW!
Check out an all-new author interview with me over at the Chapter Break Book Blog. We talk all things Snow Hunt, writing, publishing, and more right HERE.
Thanks again, Julie.
Bobby
Learn more about Snow Hunt below.
Sunday, January 14, 2024
BOBBY NASH INTERVIEWED ON THE GODIAN CROSS POSDCAST
Coming soon to other podcast platforms.
Thanks again.
Bobby
GO INDIE NOW PRESENTS: THIS WEEK IN INDIES!
Bobby
Friday, January 12, 2024
GET READY TO GO INDIE NOW LIVE SUNDAY AT NOON!
Get ready for the first episode of GoIndieNow's This Week in Indies of 2024 LIVE this Sunday, January 14th beginning at noon EST. Host Joe Compton and panelists Bobby Nash, Jim Nettles, Tiffany Vega, and SM Hillman discuss one of the most important aspects of the creative process. How do we make 3 Dimensional Characters? How do we get them to jump off the page? What do we utilize within ourselves that we lend or base in our characters? Does Genre matter? Does series or stand alone matter? Plus, CL Cannon's Indie Books You Might Enjoy and Joe's 10 questions about Characters in the 5 minute drill.
Wednesday, January 10, 2024
LANCE STAR AND THE GHOST SQUADRON (A MONTHLY 12 PART SERIALIZED STORY) CHAPTER 4 NOW AVAILABLE!
Bobby
Lance Star and the Ghost SquadronChapter 1.
Utah. October 1940.
The first attack caught everyone off guard.
One moment, all was calm and quiet, a normal evening, the next chaos reigned. Jacob Cutter stood on the deck of the log cabin he called home, sipping on a cup of hot coffee, no cream, two sugars, a nightly ritual as he watched the sun start its slow descent behind the mountain range that offered him a panoramic view each day and night. He loved it here. It was peaceful.
Most nights.
This night would be different.
The first hint of trouble came in the form of a howling wail, as if the very heavens themselves had begun to scream. Mr. Cutter had lived there all his life. He thought he had seen it all, heard it all, that he was prepared for anything.
He was wrong.
They came out of the purpling night, looking from a distance like large fireflies streaking across the darkening sky. A shimmering white glow surrounded them, adding to their unearthly appearance. Cutter had never seen anything like them, as though they were something from a dream.
When they zoomed by overhead, buzzing his cabin, he realized that this was more than just some sort of trick of the light. They were airplanes. As a pilot, and former Naval Air Corp officer, he recognized the design of the planes as they passed by overhead. They were an older model, similar in design to those he had flown while a naval aviator during the war.
He didn’t know where they were going, or why they glowed like… well, the only word that seemed to fit was ghosts, but he planned to find out.
His coffee forgotten, Jacob Cutter ran through the cabin, grabbing his keys and shotgun as he headed out to the well-traveled pick-up truck parked out back. He hopped in and followed the planes. The glow was a mystery, but it helped him keep an eye on them as he careened down the dirt road in pursuit, kicking up clouds of dust in his wake.
Who are you? he wondered. Like most pilots, he had heard stories about ghost squadrons who had been lost during combat, continuing to fly missions as specters. He didn’t believe such nonsense, but he was hard pressed to come up with a better answer.
Smiling as he gained on them, Cutter felt his adrenaline flowing. It reminded him of combat, of leaping headlong into the unknown without a parachute. He was enjoying the chase, which is probably why catching up to the planes didn’t alarm him. At least not at first.
The lead plane arced right, its wingman going left. That maneuver told him that he’d been spotted. They turned and flew toward the truck speeding down the back road.
The planes might have looked like ghosts, but their bullets were quite real. They opened fire.
To be continued…























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