Read an excerpt from Crude Blessings: The Amazing Life Story of Glenn Patterson American Oilman
/Crude Blessings: The Amazing Life Story of Glenn Patterson American Oilman is the rags-to-riches story of Glenn Patterson’s road to survival and success in the volatile and unpredictable “modern age of petroleum.” Born on the family ranch in Blackwell, Texas, Glenn became one of America’s energy industry pioneers. His core values, work ethic and dedication to his family and employees are a valuable example for the American spirit of perseverance, hard work, and fair play.
Much more than one son's homage to his dad, Crude Blessings is a compelling narrative about a family patriarch who embodied the best qualities of the Greatest Generation, which inspired and powered the success of America. Timely because of the increasing polarization in our country, Glenn Patterson's story and values were examples of the Christian ethos of decency, integrity, faith, and trust throughout his life in his business and family.
Building his business on a foundation of “always doing the right thing,” Glenn was revered by colleagues, customers and competitors alike. During the most disruptive period any industry had ever faced, his company, Patterson Drilling became one of the largest oil and gas-drilling companies in the country. The legacy of embedding strong family values in a small business is described in this new book through a first–hand account of the sector’s fierce challenges during the last two decades of the 20th century. Glenn’s journey became spiritual as well, when he was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s Disease at too early an age, which led to struggles with his own mortality and his relationship with God.
Excerpt
It’s a day I’ll never forget.
Saturday morning, early spring. 1986. I was almost 12. Dad shook me awake around 6 a.m.—nothing strange about that. Saturday was a workday; so was Sunday sometimes. He’d been putting us to work on various weekends since elementary school. I worked in the yard, tore down motors, cut up pipe, scrap iron. Hoed weeds, painted. Sandblasted and painted drilling rigs in 100-degree heat or hotter. I did almost everything. My older brother, Robert, had it worse. He actually had to roughneck on the drilling rigs, like a full-grown man. I was still too young for that.
It wasn’t easy being the son of a boss—the kid of the legendary founder of Patterson Drilling, Glenn Patterson, who stood 6’4”, like LBJ or Abraham Lincoln. He showed no favoritism when it came to work. Quite the opposite, in fact. If there was some rookie job, some shit detail, it was sure to land in your lap. Glenn Patterson had no intention of raising a pair of spoiled brats.
So we piled into the truck without complaining. My dad’s best friend from high school, Donnie Newman, was in the truck behind us. It was a long drive through pitch black, leaving the asphalt onto a series of unpaved caliche roads. Dad used the time to think. He was worried. I didn’t know all the ins and outs at age 12, but times were bad.
The bottom had fallen out of the oil market. No one was drilling anymore, and Patterson Drilling, the company my father had built from scratch with his brother-in-law, Cloyce Talbott, was flirting with going belly up; they were nearing default on a bank loan. Dad had one last crazy idea to save himself and, thereby, the company—a last-ditch way of drumming up some cash to make an interest-only payment to the bank that he and Cloyce had both resorted to. They had to come up with a few thousand bucks every month. That was our mission that morning as we drove past acres and acres of aban- doned oil fields. The price of crude was just too low to keep ’em running—nothing but scrap metal now, which most men would call worthless. But not Glenn Patterson. He saw acres and acres of scrap metal, abandoned flow lines of pipe that no one wanted, and he thought, even scrap metal has a value. It’s something he had learned from his dad. You could cut up metal pipe and repurpose it for fencing and other construction needs. Every oil field has miles and miles of metal pipe used to pump water and oil in and out of the well and transport it throughout the fields. So Dad bought the scrap metal rights from an oil company that had abandoned its lines, and we parked, still in darkness, at one such field. My dad figured that if we could cut a bunch of 2 3/8” pipe into 30-foot lengths and pile it onto the trucks, we might get 50 cents a foot for it. And if eight biceps worked that pipe from dawn to dusk, we could drag away quite a haul. The key was efficiency. Fastest way to cut that pipe was using an acetylene torch, and that was Donnie’s job. I had learned how to use a cutting torch, and so had Robert, but Donnie was way faster at it. He would slice through those joints in nine seconds flat.
Only problem was that the pipe was red-hot when Donnie dropped it to the ground and moved to the next joint; any nearby brush or grass would instantly catch fire. My job was to rotate the pipe with wrenches as Donnie cut it and to put out these mini fires before they got out of control. I had a shovel and a bucket of sand. So I was running one step behind Donnie as he was slicing through the pipe. Robert and my dad were behind me, grabbing the cut pipe after it cooled and hauling it to the trailers we were towing. The system was working pretty well, but the pipe was not cooling down fast enough. Nearby shrubs kept sprouting up in flame, and I’d have to run back and deal with them. It had been a very dry year, and there was a breeze that morning; the fires started to multiply. I couldn’t keep up with them. Pretty soon, one area was out of control and getting worse. I turned to call my dad, but he was already there, assaying the situation—realizing there was little choice. Flames were spreading fast across the dry grass. Glenn ran to the truck and grabbed the radio to report the emergency to the authorities. Then we picked up our gear and parked the trucks upwind. It took a long time for the fire trucks to locate us. We were in the middle of nowhere. Seemed like hours in my panicked 12-year-old mind. The area that was now aflame looked a thousand times larger than the few acres it probably was. It felt like we had torched the whole state of Texas. The day was a bust. I had nightmares about it.
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About the Author
T.M. “Roe” Patterson is a 23-year industry veteran in the oil and gas services business. Moving to his dad’s family business Basic Energy in 2006, he was named Top Public Company CEO by the Fort Worth Business Press in 2014. Holding a Bachelor of Science degree from Texas Tech University, he and his wife Tonya have two children and live in Fort Worth. He is active supporter of The American Heart Association, North Texas Alzheimer’s Association and speaks frequently across the country on the practical approach to leadership that his father embraced. Crude Blessings is his first book.
Spotlight: Indebted by Sharon C. Cooper
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Indebted
Atlanta’s Finest Series by Sharon C. Cooper Publication Date: June 15, 2018 Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
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Even when he does good, he’s bad… Detective Lazarus Dimas doesn’t play by the rules. On the streets, he’s a force to be reckoned with, a dangerous man with a badge and a gun. But he does have a soft spot — the sexy Assistant District Attorney Journey Ramsey. There is something about the woman he can’t shake. She’s irresistible and off limits. At least that’s what he keeps telling himself, but one kiss leads to others and well…so much for limits. Journey plays by the rules, normally. But she can’t deny the sexual tension that sparks whenever Laz is near, even when he puts her professional integrity at risk. Laz is complex. The type of man fathers warn their daughters about. Yet, there’s a gentle, vulnerable side to him that he lets no one see except her, and she can’t resist him. Can Laz prove he’s the man for Journey before a reopened case exposes his true colors? Or will the danger they face show that the love they share knows no boundaries?About Sharon C. Cooper
Award-winning and bestselling author, Sharon C. Cooper, is a romance-a-holic – loving anything that involves romance with a happily-ever-after, whether in books, movies, or real life. Sharon writes contemporary romance, as well as romantic suspense and enjoys rainy days, carpet picnics, and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. She’s been nominated for numerous awards and is the recipient of an Emma Award for Romantic Suspense of the Year 2015 (Truth or Consequences), Emma Award – Interracial Romance of the Year 2015 (All You’ll Ever Need), and BRAB (book club) Award -Breakout Author of the Year 2014. When Sharon is not writing or working, she’s hanging out with her amazing husband, doing volunteer work or reading a good book (a romance of course). To read more about Sharon and her novels, visit www.sharoncooper.net
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Spotlight: What My Sister Knew by Nina Laurin
/"...currently wanted by the police. If you know anything about the suspect's whereabouts, please call..."
I look up at the TV screen, and my twin brother's face is splashed across it, life-size.
It's a shock that makes my breath catch. This is my brother as an adult, my brother who I last saw fifteen years ago after the fire that killed our parents, covered in soot, clutching a lighter in his hand, his knuckles stark white against the dirt and ash.
Everyone always said he'd grow up to be a heartbreaker. But his face has gone gaunt instead. The stubble on his cheeks and chin is patchy, and his eyes look dull and dark.
My first thought is that it's not him. Not my beautiful brother, the golden boy who everyone loved. Yet, deep down, I've always known this would eventually happen.
What did you do this time, Eli? What the hell did you do?
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Nina Laurin, author of Girl Last Seen, studied Creative Writing at Concordia University, in Montreal where she currently lives. She has published speculative short stories in various e-zines and anthologies over the years and her narrative nonfiction piece, “On Happiness” is soon to be published in the local literary journal Cosmonauts Avenue. She blogs about books and writing on her own site, thrillerina.wordpress.com.
Spotlight: The Anomaly by Michael Rutger
/Not all secrets are meant to be found.
If Indiana Jones lived in the X-Files era, he might bear at least a passing resemblance to Nolan Moore — a rogue archaeologist hosting a documentary series derisively dismissed by the “real” experts, but beloved of conspiracy theorists.
Nolan sets out to retrace the steps of an explorer from 1909 who claimed to have discovered a mysterious cavern high up in the ancient rock of the Grand Canyon. And, for once, he may have actually found what he seeks. Then the trip takes a nasty turn, and the cave begins turning against them in mysterious ways.
Nolan’s story becomes one of survival against seemingly impossible odds. The only way out is to answer a series of intriguing questions: What is this strange cave? How has it remained hidden for so long? And what secret does it conceal that made its last visitors attempt to seal it forever?
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Michael Rutger is a screenwriter whose work has been optioned by major Hollywood studios. He lives in California with his wife and son.
Spotlight: Navy SEAL's Match by Amber Leigh Williams
/He believes he can’t be saved—she’ll prove him wrong!
Former SEAL Gavin Savitt always knew who he was—until his last deployment ended tragically. Now he’s home, his mind hijacked by trauma and the shadow of his once-perfect sight. Yet in this new hazy, unclear world, one person stands out—Mavis Bracken.
There are a million reasons why Gavin shouldn’t be with Mavis, including that she’s his best friend’s little sister. Yet he longs for her touch, her freckles and her special way with wild, skittish beasts like him. He just needs the courage to take his life back. And Mavis won’t let him give up without a fight.
Book Excerpt
“I know it’d be better for you if I left.”
“You let me be the judge of that,” she advised.
“The moment you’re burdened by me,” he said, slowly, “I’m out of here.”
She didn’t agree. No. Instead, she raised herself onto her toes.
Gavin’s eyes closed and his breath hitched as her kiss washed breathily over his lips and blew him away. Answers cropped up inside him, bright like candles. His hand moved to the back of her head, no more able to snuff them out than he was to convince her to walk away.
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Amber Leigh Williams is a romance writer who lives on the US Gulf Coast. She lives for beach days, the smell of real books and spending time with her husband and their two young children. When she’s not keeping up with rambunctious little ones (and two large dogs), she can usually be found reading a good book or indulging her inner foodie. Amber is represented by the D4EO Literary Agency.
Amber’s latest book is the contemporary romance, Navy SEAL’S Match.














