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Three months ago I published my poetry book, Digging to China , on Amazon Kindle. I included it in the KDP select program which meant that I had five free days to give away the book (I didn't understand the point of giving anything away until recently) and gave away a total of 59 copies doing these. These are 59 folks who likely wouldn't have read my book otherwise. Now, the three months is up and so is my exclusive digital contract with Amazon. I'm happy to say I am now selling copies of Digging to China as a PDF for $1.75. It's still available for Amazon Kindle for $1.99. Simply email me and I'll send you an invoice for the book from Paypal. I'm also working to get the book printed, so, anything additional helps and will go towards that. I look forward to your thoughts on the book. Feel free to write a review and I'll link to it. Thanks for your time, Justin Is the book any good? Here's a review/interview. Follow me! Facebook  (au...

Now through Thursday 10/18 at 11:59 PM I am giving away my poetry collection, Digging to China , for free. It's available exclusively on Amazon Kindle. If you don't have a Kindle, you can purchase one here or simply download one to your PC or Mac . I want to get this book in the hands of as many folks as possible so please take advantage of this opportunity as I don't know when I'll be able to do so again. If you like the book, please take a few minutes to like it on Amazon and maybe write a review of it on Amazon and any blogs you might have. I'd be more than happy to share the link with my readers. Thanks for reading and enjoy the book! Click here for your free copy. Check out my latest work on Hubpages.

Another in a series of videos created for my dad. Enjoy! If you'd like to get ahold of his music, e mail me .  Thanks!

In celebration of my impending series of literary magazine publications and my 10,000 lifetime blog views (as of Tuesday, September 18th) , from 9 am until 11:59 PM PST today, September 20, 2012, you can get a free copy of my poetry collection, Digging to China. The book is for Kindle. You can download a Kindle app for your PC or MAC if you don't have the handheld version (or even if you do, I suppose). There is no catch... I just want to thank you for your support. I hope you enjoy the book. Let me know how you like it. CLICK HERE FOR YOUR FREE BOOK. Justin Sign up for updates in your e mail inbox.

Ducks win, Seahawks win and I get multiple acceptance notices. It's been quite a week! This month. After a series of months with nothing but rejections, I have recently received a plethora of acceptance letters, including THREE new markets, one previously unpublished story and TWO previously unpublished poems. While none of these are paying markets, they are widely read, up and coming markets and I hope to build off some of the momentum I've gained recently, due in no small part to awesome reviews of my books by Kim Kruise Thompson and Stessily . Having my by-line in a bunch of new places can only help. Here's more specifics (sorry for all the links): Flailing Empty Capillaries will be published in the October issue of eFiction Magazine , which will be released October 1st for NOOK , Kindle  and through the eFiction store . The poem has been published in my book and on my hubpages account. eFiction has previously published...

Here's another poem from my book, Digging to China . I've attempting to cross promote it by doing some video trailers and readings. Here's another, of the poem Flailing Empty Capillaries , set to Mozart's magnificent Piano Concerto #21. I've purposely used a slow piece and slow moving screen shots to force the reader to slow down and consume the poem. It's a fun experiment and I hope you find it pleasing. Below is the text of the poem (slightly different from the video version). Enjoy the video! Don't have a Kindle? That's okay! Email me and I'll tell you how you can get a copy! Flailing Empty Capillaries by Justin W. Price You were there from birth, passed down from father to son, waltzing through my veins. My muse. We embraced, perfectly on pitch, a song, and then I found another and I left you. I see you tattooed on my wrists. Thick black lines, a G and an F. My former muse, permanent over my ...

I've just posted another video for my dad. This one isn't as fancy, but still fun. Plenty more coming. Thanks for all who enjoyed and commented on the first one. Doing this videos for my dad not only blesses him, they bring back memories of a fantastic childhood for me. Thanks for taking the time to view and watch these! As always, it's on youtube as well. Thanks again and I look forward to your feedback on video number two!

http://tinyurl.com/8cdl289 On facebook right now through September 1st 2012, I am running a contest to get a free PDF version of my book of poetry, Digging to China . it's also available on kindle as soon as a chapbook. head on over to my facebook page and follow the instructions there to learn how to be eligible to get your free copy. My author facebook page . Digging to China on Kindle . Also, if you haven't yet, sign up for my mailing list to keep informed on the latest developments with my books and other aspects of my writing career (including my latest blog, wizzley and hubpages posts).  Thanks for your time, Justin.

SPOILERS CONTAINED!!!! I'm working on a novel called What Happens when You Don't Know Anything . It's an experimental novel in many ways, combing influences from JD Salinger, Bret Easton Ellis and Chuck Palahniuk. The novel is told primary in first person present tense, with occasional shifts to second person. The protagonist, jimmy Evans, is a degenerate gambler, alcoholic and ignoramus, hence the title of the novel. The scene below is chapter sixteen is is very very unusual. To see how the book looks in a normal chapter, click this link for another sneak peak at a different chapter. Check the video out to see Phil Hellmuth, the poker brat, make an ass of himself at the world series of poker, and then read on... In the scene that follows, Jimmy has just been beaten up in the men's room at the Rio in Las Vegas by Shelby, whom he owes money too. This is during the World Series of Poker in 2006, which he has been dreaming towards through the novel. He ends ...

The bear was small and black and looked like a large dog. It was even panting, Gasping, for air. One, or perhaps both, of its lungs was probably crushed. It was crawling over asphalt towards the forest, home, bloody and broken. It had crossed paths with a car. It would not survive. When the officer arrived on the scene, he informed us he would have to “dispatch” of the bear. Dispatch. That word clung to my brain, offending my soul. Dispatch. Like it was a food order. A phone call. A message. A flight plan. I looked at the suffering dog like bear, it’s useless legs, bloody paws, nose and mouth, crawling futilely towards home. It did not cry, but I heard it wheezing, a rattle in its lungs. And then, with a well-placed bullet, it was, dispatched. And the wheezing stopped. Having been dispatched, the young bear looked small and weak. It did not look peaceful. all rights reserved. copyright Justin W. price Jan. 9, 2012 View ...

Update: I've decided to self publish a poetry collection through Lulu until I can find a major publisher. I will be working on the book this coming week. If you're interested in a copy, send me a private message . This collection will have final drafts of many poems on the HUB and some you've never seen before. I'm very excited about this and, even though self publishing is not the same as being published, it'll still be nice to see my books in print and, possibly, in book stores. thank you all for your kind support. View the original here THE BATTLE OF BUNK BED RIDGE The little green men were made of plastic and fashioned like heroes from world war two. Some held bazookas. Others: mortars. Machine guns. Pistols. Mine sweepers. Hand grenades, molded in constant readiness. Some drove tanks. Others crawled through imaginary mud. They all stood on feet, or crouched with knees, melted to plastic stands. Some took shelter behind sandbags. The brave...