Nick Armbrister's Blog
November 4, 2015
tattoo flirt book by jimmy boom semtex
Nobody to Flirt With
By Jimmy Boom Semtex
Meet Delilah or Del as she likes to be known. She is married to Chad but likes Russ. All are tattooists and like art. They have their own studios and rivalry is fierce, in tattooing and in love. Who will be the best tattooer? Who will Del end up with?
Join Del on her journey in life, from her early days, to tattooing, enduring hell and darkness, visiting Japan and having spiritual rebirth.
Celebrate her happiness and love of art and music in this new ebook by Jimmy Boom Semtex.
By Jimmy Boom Semtex
Meet Delilah or Del as she likes to be known. She is married to Chad but likes Russ. All are tattooists and like art. They have their own studios and rivalry is fierce, in tattooing and in love. Who will be the best tattooer? Who will Del end up with?
Join Del on her journey in life, from her early days, to tattooing, enduring hell and darkness, visiting Japan and having spiritual rebirth.
Celebrate her happiness and love of art and music in this new ebook by Jimmy Boom Semtex.
October 29, 2015
Elleswyth the Warrior By Nick Armbrister, P.J. Reed
This joint project by Nick Armbrister and P.J. Reed is a stunning journey by a warrior/witch/Goddess called Elleswyth.
Join her as she battles evil in a variety of scenes. From a dark forest, a twisted tea party, a vast desert and an alien world. If Elleswyth makes one mistake, she fails.
Cernunnos, her antagonist, both loves and hates the warrior woman. Who will win in their ongoing fight?
Written in poetry/prose style, with each author doing a section, this work is both new and highly unique. Watch out for the follow up!
Join her as she battles evil in a variety of scenes. From a dark forest, a twisted tea party, a vast desert and an alien world. If Elleswyth makes one mistake, she fails.
Cernunnos, her antagonist, both loves and hates the warrior woman. Who will win in their ongoing fight?
Written in poetry/prose style, with each author doing a section, this work is both new and highly unique. Watch out for the follow up!
Aurora's Night By Jimmy Boom Semtex free ebook
Legend has it that in the American desert at a top secret air base, the most advanced and exotic aeroplane ever built is flown.
The plane in question, the Aurora, is rumoured to be the fastest, highest climbing, most exhilarating and beautiful in existence.
That existence is known to only a few, those who work at Lockheed's Skunk Works. They make the 'cool' planes. Maybe this is how they made the Aurora.
Meet Grant, the designer. A young, brilliant and gifted man. His legacy is the most breathtaking flying machine in world history. It all started with a paper plane.
HAIKU NATION REVIEW by Nick Armbrister
Simple, magical, real, imaginative, understandable. Also brilliant and seen through the same eyes which the reader jointly shares. P.J. Reed's anthology, Haiku Nation, is a book of haiku poems. One of the simplest forms of poetry but hardest styles to write.
The work here covers nature, emotions and people. There are many memorable pieces in this volume's six themes (Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter, Wanderings and Waterfalling). One example is the piece on page 41 in the Winter section, it is overly powerful and dark. It reads:
drowning with sorrow
my tears would fill an ocean
body why so frail
My first impressions are that the author, P.J., has been hurt immeasurably deeply by a love affair gone wrong. Placed in Winter, did it happen in winter, when the land is desolate and the cold can kill you? Or is the poem about someone or something else? For example, a severe illness?
There are poems that balance this out. For example this joyous piece from the Waterfalling theme:
orange sunset paints
over sleeping blue waters
sun moon lake, nantou
This brings to mind a wonderful time spent at the Sun Moon Lake (in Taiwan). Simple but beautiful imagery straight from the heart. Almost a love poem, for a natural place and time enjoyed.
My favourite poem is on page 23, in the Summer part. Being alone and almost in a dark mood is banished by a gift from the moon. Is this unconditional love and a love poem?:
I am loneliness
the kind moon watches
and sends me a shadow friend
The water colour art too adds to the character of the book. Many poetry collections are visually boring, being a mere 'book of words'; Haiku Nation is way more than just words.
Highly recommended for haiku poetry lovers and for readers in general. A very enjoyable and warm book. Even the dark pieces of work trigger strong emotions. A follow up volume would be most welcome. Spread the word, P.J. Reed is the haiku poet to read. A contemporary of Vannessa Daou.
The work here covers nature, emotions and people. There are many memorable pieces in this volume's six themes (Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter, Wanderings and Waterfalling). One example is the piece on page 41 in the Winter section, it is overly powerful and dark. It reads:
drowning with sorrow
my tears would fill an ocean
body why so frail
My first impressions are that the author, P.J., has been hurt immeasurably deeply by a love affair gone wrong. Placed in Winter, did it happen in winter, when the land is desolate and the cold can kill you? Or is the poem about someone or something else? For example, a severe illness?
There are poems that balance this out. For example this joyous piece from the Waterfalling theme:
orange sunset paints
over sleeping blue waters
sun moon lake, nantou
This brings to mind a wonderful time spent at the Sun Moon Lake (in Taiwan). Simple but beautiful imagery straight from the heart. Almost a love poem, for a natural place and time enjoyed.
My favourite poem is on page 23, in the Summer part. Being alone and almost in a dark mood is banished by a gift from the moon. Is this unconditional love and a love poem?:
I am loneliness
the kind moon watches
and sends me a shadow friend
The water colour art too adds to the character of the book. Many poetry collections are visually boring, being a mere 'book of words'; Haiku Nation is way more than just words.
Highly recommended for haiku poetry lovers and for readers in general. A very enjoyable and warm book. Even the dark pieces of work trigger strong emotions. A follow up volume would be most welcome. Spread the word, P.J. Reed is the haiku poet to read. A contemporary of Vannessa Daou.
October 23, 2015
Kahlia Akasha Series By Nick Armbrister now as free ebook
re-released my warplane Kahlia Akasha ebook as a free download. check it out. for itunes etc sites.
This is a set of short stories by Nick Armbrister about a Russian/Soviet warplane called the Aeroprogress T-720B. It covers her flying in the sky, in battle and takes the reader on a nail biting trip to nuclear war. Detailing aerial battles, weapons and emotional scenes this is a free download by Nick, to promote his writing and work. The aircraft was a design study and never built, never entered service or saw combat. Nick made her faster and more deadly.
This is a set of short stories by Nick Armbrister about a Russian/Soviet warplane called the Aeroprogress T-720B. It covers her flying in the sky, in battle and takes the reader on a nail biting trip to nuclear war. Detailing aerial battles, weapons and emotional scenes this is a free download by Nick, to promote his writing and work. The aircraft was a design study and never built, never entered service or saw combat. Nick made her faster and more deadly.
October 12, 2015
released new adult short horror story
Spud Time
By Nick Armbrister
Cecil Eccleswaite the 3rd is mad. He kills people in a unique way. No one else murders by firing potatoes from their hands.
He shows no mercy on whom he picks. Join Cecil on a bus ride in Lancashire, England. Will anyone survive the trip? And what happens when the bus reaches its destination?
Find out in this short horror story by Nick Armbrister. You'll think twice about eating spuds.
By Nick Armbrister
Cecil Eccleswaite the 3rd is mad. He kills people in a unique way. No one else murders by firing potatoes from their hands.
He shows no mercy on whom he picks. Join Cecil on a bus ride in Lancashire, England. Will anyone survive the trip? And what happens when the bus reaches its destination?
Find out in this short horror story by Nick Armbrister. You'll think twice about eating spuds.
October 10, 2015
Bellyache (for Weird Harold) from 2013 and my wow tattoo my butt book...
we live in an odd world on fire by war. where jet planes are used to kill. those same jets need fixing. hard if you've no spare parts like fan blades or tires or cockpit cover. weird harold is real, he's in the book red eagles, about the yanks flying soviet migs in the desert. he's as described. the ufo is fiction.
Bellyache (for Weird Harold)
In the American desert were a load of trash airplanes waiting to be scrapped.
On a muggy night under a million stars something strange occurred.
One of the first pre-production F-15 Eagle fighters was at rest, quietly asleep.
Resting on flat tyres, with faded paint and creaking spars, it was a derelict.
No longer high tech, a threat to an enemy or even museum quality, this Eagle was junk.
Hot desert sun expanded the alloy and cold nights shrunk it, birds shat on it.
No one wanted it, not even the scrap men; it lied here forlorn and aging badly.
Then it happened.
An over flight by a flying disc.
Not one from nearby Area 51.
No.
From Red China.
Did the Chinks want the Eagle’s secrets for a new rip off fighter jet?
Then they could build an F-15 without licence and make a hundred.
No!
They already had Russian Flankers and rip off versions of that, hundreds in total.
Not to mention their two stealth fighters.
So why a Red China secret flying saucer over a derelict early version Eagle fighter?
An eccentric businessman from Shanghai saw a photo in an old aircraft magazine.
He came up with a brilliant idea: steal it!
Like the Yanks did with Firefox, sending in Clint Eastwood.
Sadly the businessman was no Eastwood nor was any Red Chinese pilot.
But money talked and deals were done, all illegal.
So the shiny disc hung motionless over the Eagle.
Sitting inside on one of the leather panda seats was the businessman.
He could hardly hide his joy!
After all, the Chinks hid their feelings.
Nodding, he gave the order.
Steal the F-15A Eagle from its desert bone yard!
Doors opened up under the flying saucer and a green tractor beam zapped on.
The Chinese couldn’t see the green beam, being colour blind after a previous accident.
Agonisingly slowly the Eagle was lifted aboard the craft.
For a second it hung in the air.
A drunken old cross dresser called Weird Harold was a witness.
In disbelief he gawped at his moonshine bottle.
By all that is unholy! he thought.
When he looked back, both Eagle and saucer had vanished.
Harold fell into a drunken stupor.
He awoke sixteen hours later.
A call to the sleepy aircraft bone yard guard ended in laughter.
It wasn’t Harold laughing.
There was an empty gap where the jet had been.
Only Weird Harold knew this; no one listened to him.
Gone were his days fixing deniable Soviet Migs in the desert.
Even then he wore a summer dress and army boots; nothing more.
He cracked a new bottle of ‘shine and waited.
Soon silky desert darkness descended.
A shape blacker than the night between the stars suddenly glided into view.
The Red China disc was back!
Harold whooped with joy and downed half a bottle of moonshine.
The green beam popped on and the missing Eagle was lowered carefully to the ground.
It was over in seconds.
The drunken airplane enthusiast fell asleep.
Hours later he hobbled over to the Eagle.
You’re back my beauty, he whispered to himself.
Then it dawned on him.
Damn plane is facing the wrong way!
Bloody authorities will blame me, grumbled Harold.
In a huff he smoothed his pink summer dress out.
Back in Red China the businessman had his own version of a derelict American F-15A.
Complete with flat tyres and bird crap.
His new laser copying machine worked a treat, paid for by bootleg DVDs.
Bellyache (for Weird Harold)
In the American desert were a load of trash airplanes waiting to be scrapped.
On a muggy night under a million stars something strange occurred.
One of the first pre-production F-15 Eagle fighters was at rest, quietly asleep.
Resting on flat tyres, with faded paint and creaking spars, it was a derelict.
No longer high tech, a threat to an enemy or even museum quality, this Eagle was junk.
Hot desert sun expanded the alloy and cold nights shrunk it, birds shat on it.
No one wanted it, not even the scrap men; it lied here forlorn and aging badly.
Then it happened.
An over flight by a flying disc.
Not one from nearby Area 51.
No.
From Red China.
Did the Chinks want the Eagle’s secrets for a new rip off fighter jet?
Then they could build an F-15 without licence and make a hundred.
No!
They already had Russian Flankers and rip off versions of that, hundreds in total.
Not to mention their two stealth fighters.
So why a Red China secret flying saucer over a derelict early version Eagle fighter?
An eccentric businessman from Shanghai saw a photo in an old aircraft magazine.
He came up with a brilliant idea: steal it!
Like the Yanks did with Firefox, sending in Clint Eastwood.
Sadly the businessman was no Eastwood nor was any Red Chinese pilot.
But money talked and deals were done, all illegal.
So the shiny disc hung motionless over the Eagle.
Sitting inside on one of the leather panda seats was the businessman.
He could hardly hide his joy!
After all, the Chinks hid their feelings.
Nodding, he gave the order.
Steal the F-15A Eagle from its desert bone yard!
Doors opened up under the flying saucer and a green tractor beam zapped on.
The Chinese couldn’t see the green beam, being colour blind after a previous accident.
Agonisingly slowly the Eagle was lifted aboard the craft.
For a second it hung in the air.
A drunken old cross dresser called Weird Harold was a witness.
In disbelief he gawped at his moonshine bottle.
By all that is unholy! he thought.
When he looked back, both Eagle and saucer had vanished.
Harold fell into a drunken stupor.
He awoke sixteen hours later.
A call to the sleepy aircraft bone yard guard ended in laughter.
It wasn’t Harold laughing.
There was an empty gap where the jet had been.
Only Weird Harold knew this; no one listened to him.
Gone were his days fixing deniable Soviet Migs in the desert.
Even then he wore a summer dress and army boots; nothing more.
He cracked a new bottle of ‘shine and waited.
Soon silky desert darkness descended.
A shape blacker than the night between the stars suddenly glided into view.
The Red China disc was back!
Harold whooped with joy and downed half a bottle of moonshine.
The green beam popped on and the missing Eagle was lowered carefully to the ground.
It was over in seconds.
The drunken airplane enthusiast fell asleep.
Hours later he hobbled over to the Eagle.
You’re back my beauty, he whispered to himself.
Then it dawned on him.
Damn plane is facing the wrong way!
Bloody authorities will blame me, grumbled Harold.
In a huff he smoothed his pink summer dress out.
Back in Red China the businessman had his own version of a derelict American F-15A.
Complete with flat tyres and bird crap.
His new laser copying machine worked a treat, paid for by bootleg DVDs.
my new erotica fashion ebook is out jimmy boom semtex
Those Sexy Thighs
By Jimmy Boom Semtex
This story is about Zas, a Peruvian lady who works in a factory making jeans. She works her way up, becoming the 'face' of the company through her modelling. She is the new Monroe or Hepburn, with a blossoming career as a model and in fashion. She also flirts with other things.
While on a photo shoot, Zas meets Pedro, a handsome farmer from the province. Will romance blossom between them? Will he become a model?
Meet Zas' friend Kali. She loves driving her Fiat Panda convertible on high mountain passes.
Do these young people live the simple life we all dream of? Read on to find out.
October 2, 2015
edited a horror story and sent it off
edited a horror story and sent it off to a publisher. see if they like it and publish it. get my work out to new readers...
September 29, 2015
new sister adult erotic ebook out
im glad to announce my new erotic ebook is out. over 18s only. after much hard work and writing. the link is:
A Sister's Tale and More Besides
By Jimmy Boom Semtex
Liza is the girl next door type of lady. She lives a simple and rewarding life. Her sports physio job pays well. It also brings opportunities to meet men. As does socializing in pubs and clubs. She also likes the ladies.
Join Liza when she parties, works, sees her sister and her friends. Her antics are both memorable and funny. Will she remember her lover's name in the morning?
If we all had a sister, would she be like Liza? What would people think? Girl next door or party shocker?
A Sister's Tale and More Besides
By Jimmy Boom Semtex
Liza is the girl next door type of lady. She lives a simple and rewarding life. Her sports physio job pays well. It also brings opportunities to meet men. As does socializing in pubs and clubs. She also likes the ladies.
Join Liza when she parties, works, sees her sister and her friends. Her antics are both memorable and funny. Will she remember her lover's name in the morning?
If we all had a sister, would she be like Liza? What would people think? Girl next door or party shocker?
