Sunday, March 19, 2017

Good Juju

It's not everyday you get to live the life of the main character in your novel. Fortunately I lived Alexander Crown's life in Dubrovnik.

Crown was a mercenary, a killer. He was also a man for all seasons with women and children, but a killer of men and women who are themselves cold-blooded killers just for money and power.

Alexander Crown embraces living. He loves good-hearted women and men. He owns an orphanage in Cape Town, South Africa, and makes certain that children with needs are taken care of. He owns an estate in Portugal. He also possesses a priceless diamond and emerald necklace crafted by Michelangelo over 500 years ago.

Certain governments consider Crown a menace, a threat to their security. They want him dead, not alive. They will use any means possible to have him killed. They will destroy his orphanage, steal his jewels, even threaten to torture and murder the people he loves most.

Alexander Crown is alive and well in the adventure novel Dubrovnik.

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Saturday, March 18, 2017

Lifestyle Approbation

At eighteen I was pronounced dead after a fatal auto accident. Fifteen minutes later in Sequoia Hospital my eyes popped open and I was alive. The yearlong recovery was worse than dying.

At my current age of 72, still excited about living, I'm a body of actions having traveled the world, and I write novels about fabulous experiences.

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Friday, March 17, 2017

Bloodshed and Love

Alexander Crown was a character who came to me while I lived in Dubrovnik, Croatia. What I thought was an accident meeting while I stood on the marina docks, had turned out to be a purposeful encounter. He brushed up against me on a warm afternoon while was looking across the sea. The Adriatic was a deep blue pool of liquid. The sun was a blazing inferno. The warm breeze carried the spicy honey scent of baklava.

Crown was my height, and a little more muscular in his loose fitting black suit with a pearl white opened collar shirt. His shoes were plain black Alani loafers. A five-day growth of beard, piercing golden eyes, and hair thick shoulder length like Leonardo da Vinci's Vitruvian Man. He actually resembled the drawing with large eyes and furious expression.

I want you to write a story about Croatia, how the Croats search for democracy led Serbia to bloodshed and rape and devastation of thousands of innocent people, Croatians and otherwise.

His global accent threw me into a tailspin. The educated, literate man was indeed a master of something. Was he a genius, artist, prodigy or marvel, perhaps a military veteran, a person with special knowledge and skills in the art of living? I hoped so.

How he knew I was a writer was beyond reproach. Over the next two years I followed Alexander Crown around the world, listened to his detailed depiction of events during the war between Croatia and Serbia, and his participation, his vision of democracy for Croatia, and the course his life had taken after Croatian independence.

Crown was and still is a man of conviction, a genius, a marvel with knowledge and skills equally to Leonardo da Vinci's Vitruvian Man, the measure of all things.

The measurements of man is more than just in his natural physical distribution, it's also in his humanitarian ethics, his peaceful morality, his passion and devotion to be the best altruistic human he can be. Alexander Crown is all that.

Dubrovnik, Alexander Crown, book 1 takes you behind-the-scenes of devastating war, undying friendship, and the love for life. Get a copy of my exciting adventure, you'll become a better person for it.

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Global Lifestyle

Ben Campbell

I've seen a lot of crap in the news lately and during my lifetime, and I've experienced a lot of junk during my working life, and while traveling half the world I'd seen the impossible become possible.

Join me on this blog for a new kind of life-ride, bits of eye-openers, strokes of defiance,  and boxes full of values, aspirations and priorities.

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Prettyboy Fabulous Fifties Hollywood

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Marilyn Monroe.
Marlon Brando.
James Dean.
Method Acting.
All four in one place at the same time.

Romantic comedy with spice.

New York City to Hollywood, Prettyboy enables rising celebrities, spinning stories of love and survival.

Vivid historical fiction.

The gates in glitzy Hollywood have opened and Prettyboy is in the middle.

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Warning; sexuality and profanity are portrayed in KISSINg FREUd.

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Locked doors.
Scary people.
Haunting, yet hilarious and super-smart.


Reggie Rocketship

Reggie Rocketship

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Reggie finds a handwritten unpublished Dr. Seuss story in the attic.

Thieves hack his laptop, threaten his parents, and kidnap Reggie.

The ten year young boy becomes a Cat in the Hat investigator.

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Prettyboy: Fabulous Fifties Hollywood

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From New York to Hollywood, from a mundane life during 1954, to the uproar of method actors and perfumed actresses in Hollywood, Prettyboy draws a colorful world of established and rising performers.

He unwraps a fairytale of love, and falls into a buzz of betrayal. He bonds with Marilyn Monroe, builds animosity with Marlon Brando, and thinks he builds companionship with James Dean, and then all hell breaks loose.

Cinematic, with an exposé of vitality, parody, spin, satire and twists, Prettyboy is a sacrificial spin in Hollywood celebrity in 1954, like crazy like wow.

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402 Avalon

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A haunted house.
Family arguments.
Ghost voices.
American culture.

Ten year old Benny Campbell's memoir during the 1950s, reveals why social and cultural changes were imminent in the giant farmhouse built in1880, haunted with prostitutes and murderers.

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Thursday, March 16, 2017

Travels with Tom

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We wanted to go to Moscow, we wanted to go to Beijing, but neither communist country would let us in. Instead, we went to Yugoslavia. Marshal Tito let us in.

Fun and frolic, experience this organized yet convoluted journey of a lifetime, and don't forget to like Ben Campbell Novels on Facebook.

Publication Late Summer 2017

Swim naked in the Adriatic, as well as in the Black and Mediterranean Seas.
Pick up gorgeous Dutch girls hitchhiking toward Turkey.
Experience an opium den in Istanbul.
Receive an offer to kill in Dubrovnik.
Nursemaid a mugged boy back to health.
Passports confiscated by Serbian military.
Driving a Volkswagen Beetle in hurricane storms.
Fender-bender in Athens.
All that and more, happened  during our European tour in 1976 after landing in Luxembourg, after living on a racing yacht in communistic Dubrovnik for a few weeks, and before touring Europe in a beat up red Volkswagen Beetle.

Travels with Tom is a jewel.

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Playboy Magazine Model

Ben Campbell

Twenty-four years young, a college graduate, I was suddenly unemployed. Business was slow and management had to layoff a few good workers. Using my new unemployment status, an agent for the unemployment agency said that I'd make a good clothing model. She had a connection with Playboy Magazine in San Francisco. She said if I were six feet tall which I was only five foot eleven and a half, if I weighted no more than 170 pounds which I weighted 168 pounds, and if I wore size 11 shoes which I wore size 10, that I would qualify for a runway audition for Playboy Magazine.

Did I quality? Hell yes I qualified. I lied about everything; my height, weight and shoe size. The unemployment agent sent a photo of me with my qualification to Playboy's SF office, and a week later the runway audition with 25 other contestants was on.

Neither a model nor actor, I was serious and less playful during the audition, but OMG, the other men were so handsome, lithe and graceful, how could I win one spot of two to be choses, out of twenty-five elegant competitors?

I hurriedly put on the clothes they gave me to wear. When I walked down and back on the runway, the big shoes clipped-clopped, a noise I still hear to this day. The suit shoulders hung off my shoulders, the pants were bagging around my butt with the cuffs dragging underneath my heels.

After the six judges told me in front of the other twenty-five handsome men that I had failed the audition, I couldn't wait to get into my Porsche, floor the gas, red-line each gear, and speed into my future, exactly like James Dean did...but I didn't get into accident and die. I found a new job, wore clothes that fit me and was happy ever after.