Tony Martello
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Tony Martello, author of The Seamount Stories, grew up surfing the waves of Hawaii and California-experiences that pulse through his vivid, ocean-inspired storytelling. Join him on exciting adventures that inspire, entertain, and enlighten.
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Islay's Vision
Mountains blanketed in gold, sleep soundly near the undefined line of the nine gatekeepers of Lucia, capturing any sea-wolfs daring upon the land. These wayfarers end up as prey caught in the nets of maids woven by their mother, Ran. The sisters net the pirates and turn them upside down, shaking them violently to empty their sticky pockets of stolen loot.
By Tony Martello2 years ago in Fiction
Fun Family Communication
Hot Potato Affect Concept: The transfer of negative energy from one person to the next through relationships in couples, families, co-workers, and even friends. The formal term we use in psychology is displacement. An example of displacement is losing your job and then going home and kicking the dog or yelling at your kids for leaving a dish in the sink. You essentially take out your frustration on someone in your circle.
By Tony Martello2 years ago in Families
Chasing the Ole American Dream
I always wonder if cavemen and women knew what time was. And if so, did it seem to accelerate and decelerate to them, as it appears to us today? The concept of time has only changed recently (a few thousand years ago since we developed a calendar) and decided to over-civilize our culture. Does time speed up and slow down? I think not (maybe on a millisecond scale if you consider rotations of the earth and electromagnetic cycles and fields). Because of this quandary, let us consider a few concepts: First, consider a metal spring. When you squeeze it, it becomes smaller in length, right? Well, not really. It always goes back to its original size (length) when you release it and take the pressure off. Modern calendars are the pressure to the spring in this analogy. The spring is truly always a fixed size but has open space in the middle between both ends that is not compressed without pressure. Like compressing a spring, calendars squeeze out all the space in our days and weeks that would otherwise be free time or freedom.
By Tony Martello2 years ago in Journal
Donkey Beach
Without any lifeguard training, we were going to Hawaii to save souls. Who needed saving? Why were they in danger? I wasn’t so sure back then and all I did was imagine how much fun I could have on my orange and yellow spongey boogie board. I visualized a billowing sandy beach sprawled out amongst wispy pine trees and a small cove with peaky waves that broke left and right across the sand. With the scene imprinted in my imagination, I stood up on my Orangesicle bogey board, strapped the leash on my left wrist, and surfed it off my bed. I hit the ground hard and burned my right cheek into the old carpet. We were leaving in two weeks, and I would be ready!
By Tony Martello2 years ago in Wander
Beneath His Shades
Every summer a select group of students from Stanford University come to Fallen Leaf Lake to camp out, row, and water ski the glassy lake of privilege. The lake is so glassy that Randy can see her reflection as she steps into his kayak. The glow of her blond hair reverberates off the water like a radiant beacon warning him of her rocky shores. The sequins on her black two-piece sparkle, emitting interstellar messages from her bikini onto the water surface-reflecting back through his polarized sunglasses. These signals indicate she is an important young woman with status. As Rhonda steps in, the kayak sinks slightly. The first thing Randy notices isn’t her eyes but her pink and black Prada sunglasses. Randy recalls purchasing his Prizm Oakley’s because they were polarized and able to see into the depths of the water. He must keep an eye out for large rocks, branches, and shallow dangers under the surface while steering the boat for his customers.
By Tony Martello2 years ago in Horror
