Rod Billette
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Volcanoes spew magma for release-I spew words. In both instances there is no choice, pressure builds on the inside and is forced to the surface where the profundity of the mountain and the man are revealed. Expelled with great force, no regard is given to the consequence of the flow-only that it must flow one word upon another and another until that unique force has emptied its visceral churn from the belly of the man; leaving only truth, sharper than a steel scalpel; cold and hard and unyielding.

I have always been a writer, but I have also worn many other cloaks in my life. I have been an underground utility contractor, a foliage nursery owner and more recently a swimming pool contractor. I tried my hand as a music producer a few years ago and had the privilege of working on two albums with the very talented group, Macha Gray. My guitar has been a constant companion through thick and thin and has helped me write song lyrics for over forty years, as can be attested by the foot-high folder on my desk.  On occasion, I have even been brave enough (crazy enough) to dabble in poetry.

My hobbies include jumping from a perfectly good airplane, a boat with tall sails and exploring a coral reef, with a tank on my back. These simple things make me happy beyond belief.

My hometown is Mount Dora, Florida (I didn't get very far) and I am part of the 1970 MDHS class. After high school, I was shipped off to Clemson University where they tried, with great patience and fortitude, to educate me: unsuccessfully.

I have been fortunate and blessed in life with two fabulous, professional children and three beautiful grandchildren and, lately, blessed again when I was extended an invitation, by Writers One Flight Up, to join the group and grow as a writer.

My first novel Journey Home or I Once Was Lost is, after many years of lolling about on a shelf, due to be published this year. I am currently working on a book of short stories and a second novel is in the wings.

I have one true belief: God is happiest when we thank him and have the courage to live our dreams.

 Blue Skies, Rod

"Whispers of the past are ghosts-they haunt all future conversation-they bind mankind together."


Rod Billette's first Novel

Ever wonder what Southerners say and do when the outside world isn't watching? Meet Dakotah, family patriarch of the Johnson clan. A near-death experience and subsequent miracle healing prompt him to gather relatives and friends from far and wide to his nine hundred acre citrus plantation for a family reunion. Gossip, mayhem, and murder ensue.

A rip-roaring read, this modern day Southern Gothic novel will pull you to the edge of your seat and hold you there. Action hotter than the hinges of hell and more revealing than a pole dancer's habiliments-"Reunion", delivers.


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Rod Billette's first Novel

Ever wonder what Southerners say and do when the outside world isn't watching? Meet Dakotah, family patriarch of the Johnson clan. A near-death experience and subsequent miracle healing prompt him to gather relatives and friends from far and wide to his nine hundred acre citrus plantation for a family reunion. Gossip, mayhem, and murder ensue.

A rip-roaring read, this modern day Southern Gothic novel will pull you to the edge of your seat and hold you there. Action hotter than the hinges of hell and more revealing than a pole dancer's habiliments-"Reunion", delivers.
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