About This Book
Twisted by the Wind is a collection of stories and words of wisdom, with a fair amount of humor added. It chronicles a philosophical spirit developed on the plains of Oklahoma, the Arizona desert, Nashville, and the wine country of California, honed through a lifetime of entrepreneurial endeavors and adventures.
Designed to be a catalyst to spark readers' inspiration and creativity, you can open this book anywhere and find a fresh thought or idea to make life more enjoyable and to share with others.
Tales of first flights, free meals in the park, car racing, life in a monastery, following a musical dream, and wisdom of the ages are all wrapped in a collection of quotes, short stories, poems, and personal revelations.
What People are Saying About This Book
"Wonderful! Colorful and rich! Can't wait to read the next book!" - S. Pratt
"This is fun stuff, and anyone with a sense of humor, a down home upbringing and taste for wry is in for a treat." -R. Pope
"I love it!!!......Can't wait till you do a book tour..........!!!" -S. Greene
"The first scene would make a great movie opening!!!!" - K.Bishop
"The style is typical, understated, tom hays. I can hear you telling the stories." - G. Wilson
"Will trigger many fond memories in the hearts and minds of people who grew up where stories were told by people who knew the art of story telling" - L. Pope
"Charming!" - K.Edwards
"Now I know what I'm giving everyone for christmas." - M. Roth
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Sunday, June 5, 2011
|Members Tina and Karyn dishing up a delicious shrimp salad.|
|Karyn & hostess Katherine share a laugh.|
|Member Susan joins in.|
|When they started pulling out their copies of my book, I knew I was talking to my kind of people.|
|A good time was had by all! Great food, wonderful conversation and good wine. What could be better?|
Thanks to my wonderful wife Susan for taking the pictures and being such a supportive partner, and to Katherine for inviting me to share my book with the nice ladies in her book club.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
(from the book Twisted by the Wind by Tom Hays)
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Susan and I braved the 50+ mile per hour winds, just like the Oklahoma natives we are, and experienced the warmth and hospitality of the great people in our old home state.
Presenting to the legendary Acorn Book Club, formed before Oklahoma was even a state, was an honor and a privilege. The ladies were very kind and I enjoyed it very much.
A special thanks to Martha Roth for hosting a reception for us in her home, and to the folks who came to help us celebrate my book.
And while I am passing out thank you's, Barnes & Noble at 6100 N. May Avenue in Oklahoma City and Hastings Books in Enid both did a great job for us at our signings. Thank you to them and the wonderful folks who came and spent some time with us.
A great, great time.
Makes me want to write another book.
Friday, April 8, 2011
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Napa Valley in the springtime brings surprises and good times. The winter rains linger, and there is an eagerness in the air, a confident feeling that spring sunshine will appear soon, waking the grape vines from their slumber.
The first signs of revival are the buds on the vines breaking open to reveal the new life, the new period of growth and productivity, a time of celebration and merriment.
Spring in Napa Valley, spent with good friends old and new. Ah yes!!
Thank you to Catherine Bergen at C Casa Tacqueria, as well as Copperfield's Books in Calistoga and Napa. And thank you to all the nice friends who shared this special time with us.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Friday, March 11, 2011
Monday, March 7, 2011
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
Thank you for your friendship,
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Ben lay in a darkened room, motionless, staring at the ceiling fan above as it made involuntary, slow circles, pushed by the air register on the wall above his head. Apart from that, Ben was conscious of nothing else in his surroundings. He had no feeling, the pain driven away by the narcotics administered by the nurse minutes before.
She had come in, asked him how he felt and, although the only response she received were a blank stare and a slight grimace, she knew what he was telling her. She pulled a syringe and small vial out of her uniform pocket, filled the syringe, injected the needle and his grimace slowly eased away to stoic nothingness.
As she left the room, the overhead fan blades became like a shutter on a movie projector through which Ben watched snippets of his life, in no particular order.
He saw his mother leaning over him, tending to him as he lay in his crib and remembering her beautiful smile. Then he recalled the last time he saw her before she passed away, with the loving, pleased look in her eyes as she gazed at him as an adult standing over her bed.
In quick succession he saw scenes from his childhood, his years of discovery and growth through the spring of his teen years, then through the summer years of his young adult life with the activity of building a place for himself in the world.
He visualized the relative comfort and beauty of his maturity as if the events of that time had all been in fall colors, warm and relaxing. Then he watched his doctor’s face turn winter white pale as he read the test findings to him and pause briefly before he uttered the word “cancer”.
It had been a long winter at the end of the series of seasons in his life. Ben was a fighter, never giving up easily, but he always chose his battles carefully. This one chose him. Somehow he knew this was one he could not win. Winter had closed in, and this long, late winter’s night was to be his last.
As dawn finally broke, a thin sliver of bright, white light made its way past the window frame and into the still dark room, crossing Ben’s motionless face. He moved his eyes toward the light and looked directly into it. A slight smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. Staring fixedly into the brilliant, white light, Ben followed it to the eternal spring.
copyright 2010 Tom Hays