Welcome to Larry Andrews' website.

Greetings and welcome to my blog spot.

I've written two novels since my retirement in 2008. The first is a romance, Songs of Sadness, Songs of Love. The second is an action/mysteryThe China-Africa Parallax: A Ryan and Gillian Mystery.

Among the textbooks I have written areLinguistics for L2 Teachers, Mahwah, NJ, Lawrence Earlbaum Associates, 2001; and Language Exploration and Awareness: A Resource Book for Teachers, 3rd edition, Mahwah, NJ, Lawrence Earlbaum Associates, 2006. This textbook was translated into Korean by Pagijong Press, Seoul, South Korea. 2010.

I am presently writing my third Ryan and Gillian novel, The Nathan Culper Brotherhood. You can follow my progress on novel #3 here at this blog site.

To order any of my titles please go either to nook.com or amazon.com (Kindle users can go to the Kindle Store.).

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

write a poem

    The Duck  Like a shoe in the socks drawer,  Or a tuxedo on a boar, A duck scrunched on our front porch, Apt as a Christmas tiki torch.   The duck wasn't expected And seemed disconnected. It's not difficult, though, to devine  His surprise was greater than mine.

Friday, March 23, 2012

Writing Poetry

I've been away for a time with a health issue. Back to writing today. What's your feeling about this one? thanks for your ideas. Like an undershirt in the socks drawer, Or a champagne flute in a sweater, A duck scrunched on our front porch, Apt as a Christmas tiki torch.  The duck wasn't expected And seemed totally disconnected. It appered nevertheless. Is it necessary to devine The duck's surprise was greater than mine?

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Writing poetry


Jesse, Happy, Mickey and Stan

Jesse, Happy, Mickey and Stan,
Eddie, Charlie, Jocko and Sam.
"Always hustle; that's our plan.”

Grover, Sparky, Richie and Cap.
Ernie, Yogi, Roger and Nap.
"Watch the ball hit the bat."


Dizzy, Dazzy, Daffy  and Ted.
Reggie, Sandy, Jackie and Red.
"Eye on the ball, rule A to Zed."

Monday, March 12, 2012

Writing poetry,revision


Grover, Sparky, Richie and Cap.
Ernie, Yogi, Roger and Nap.
"Watch the ball hit the bat."

Jesse, Happy, Mickey and Stan,
Eddie, Charlie, Jocko and Sam.
"Always hustle; that’s my philosophy.”


Dizzy, Dazzy, Daffy  and Ted.
Reggie, Sandy, Jackie and Red.
"Keep your eye on the ball, A to Zed."

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Writing poetry



Grover, Sparky, Richie and Cap.
Ernie, Yogi, Roger and Nap.
"Watch the ball hit the bat."

Jesse, Happy, Mickey and Stan,
Eddie, Charlie, Jocko and Sam.
"Always hustle; that’s my philosophy.”


Dizzy, Dazzy, Daffy  and Ted.
Reggie, Sandy, Jackie and Red.
"Keep your eye on the ball, A to Zed."

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Four poems


    I’ve Come to Help You

I've come to help you, she said,
The wind is strong and it might
Blow you over. I don't want you to fall.

Two others called out:
First: Man, she's taking care of you;
Then: You're one lucky guy today.

She held out her elbow for
Him to take. They left
The building, headed for his car.

Watch your step, this wind
Is fierce. He tightened his hold
On her arm. Thanks, he said.

The southern sky was robin's egg blue;
Black clouds were approaching from the north.
In between, weather-making wind was buffeting.

Here we are, she said, opening his door.
He slid safely into the driver's seat,
Kissing his forehead, she patted his shoulder.

Made it! he shouted ceremoniously.
We usually do, she smiled.
He inserted the key into the ignition.


             
 Immanuel

The folk invoke their Immanuel.
Immanuel, Immanuel, God be with us!
Oprah, Oprah, the Barbies exult.
They wait for Judge Judy,
Then quiver in rapture
When the Judge and the Bird emerge.
Tyra, Tyra, the Thumbelinas praise!
On another stage Ellen conjures
The Believers' spirits,
Then they arise and rejoice.
Each time the floor director gives
The cue, the people go to a
Perfect world, riding My
Little Pony to Eden. A fulfilled
Life begins by pulling a string
Grounded in a memory chip.



Family Circle

At a round rest stop table
The usual can of pork
And beans, plain, nothing added
To make them seem more
Than they were, was the only side.
The mother prepared simple
Bologna sandwiches, neat,
With no mayo or lettuce,
And the ordinary meal
Became a summer picnic:
It was an unbroken circle,
Singing songs of childhood.
They were like westward
Pioneers who stopped
Someplace near here decades sooner
To locate themselves
In a family way.

      Standing in the snow

Nothing read on a screen can
Be considered anything like
A book, he said with a tenacious
Grip on certainty. A book is
A book is a book; it has pages
And it has a spine, he grumbled.
Books use words, of course,
Not pixels. To hold a book,
He said, just feels good.

Why do you suppose people
Created screens? I asked.

He was wearing sandals
Like a young man years earlier
Standing in the snow at
Hadrian's Wall, the pride
Of Rome and the civilized
World. He looked at me with
Imperious eyes and grunted:
They didn't do it for me.


Friday, March 9, 2012

Friday, March 2, 2012

For Easter . . .


These books aren’t sold at J. C. Penny, but they’re easily available elsewhere. When paired, they’d make nice Easter gifts (along with a box of candy, a bottle of chardonnay, or even a Mini Cooper).

1. SONGS OF SADNESS, SONGS OF LOVE, by Larry K. Andrews. (Mystery-Romance) This is the story of Ryan Graves, a young boy growing up. Not only does he have the usual fears of adolescence, but a physical disability causes him even greater agony and heightened fears and of being rejected by his peers. The reader watches this young man as he goes through middle school, high school, and the university with new emotional challenges at each level. This is a study about how people respond to challenging experiences in their lives; some people are overwhelmed and defeated by their challenges while others accept and accommodate them, moving onwards to successful adulthood.

2. THE CHINA-AFRICA PARALLAX: A RYAN AND GILLIAN MYSTERY, by Larry K. Andrews. (Action-Thriller) The China-Africa Parallax: A Ryan and Gillian Mystery describes how representatives of China and Africa are conspiring to steal research data from major US universities. They will kill anyone who gets in their way in order to achieve their ultimate goal: China’s economic and military domination of the world. This is a fast-moving mystery with an emphasis on today’s geo-political issues and economics. Ryan Graves and his wife, Gillian Davies, characters introduced in Songs of Sadness, Songs of Love, assume perilous, key roles central to the FBI strategy to thwart the devastating conspiracy.


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Thursday, March 1, 2012

Writing an unfinished poem.

My friend and book club colleague Janice Terry pointed out to me that poems are never "finished." We just abandon them for a while with a view to returning to the poem when we feel the inspiration. So, with Janice's words still on my mind, here's a "finished" poem.

        
I've come to help you, she said,
The wind is strong and it might
Blow you over. I don't want you to fall.

Two others called out:
First: Man, she's taking care of you;
Then: You're one lucky guy today.

She held out her elbow for
Him to take. They left
The building, headed for his car.

Watch your step, this wind
Is fierce. He tightened his hold
On her arm. Thanks, he said.

The southern sky was robin's egg blue;
Black clouds were approaching from the north.
In between, weather-making wind was buffeting.

Here we are, she said, opening his door.
He slid safely into the driver's seat,
Kissing his forehead, she patted his shoulder.

Made it! he shouted ceremoniously.
We usually do, she smiled.
He inserted the key into the ignition.