A Quote... 

Bertrand Russell said:

"The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, and wiser people so full of doubts."

You'd think he was alive today. 

 

Lafayette, we are here? 

I just found out that Hendricks Motorsports plans to run the new Cup car in the 24 Hours (or "Heures" or something) of LeMans. That is SO cool. For one thing, the new cars can compete, particularly with all the new adjustability in them, as well as the fact that the general technology of a Cup car now is concurrent with the 21st century.

I got a kick out of fans' complaints about the new design. Evidently, some see it as a radical-creation. Yet it was approaching the point where the "Whomever-Paid-to Name It" Cup had more in common with vintage racing than modern motorsports.

But -  hey - if you want to root for race technology of more typical NASCAR vintage, you can always follow for the Truck series, where I still say every truck should be carrying cargo.

What's going down? 

For one thing, the words for my latest, No Teammates in Motocross, the sequel to my Red Racecar young adult novel Motocross Summer. The title pretty much describes the plot and reveals the conflict between two - well - not teammates, I guess.

I met with an artist last week to discuss the cover, which should help attract the kids who enjoy my books.  

In the meantime, is that spring I hear. Time to get the bikes tuned up.

Still Alive? 

You'd think that two-years of isolation would be welcome by writers, those legendary recluses who slave away at their keyboards even while the world falls apart around them. I've never been able to be THAT reclusive. All the nonsense of the last two years messed with me as much as anyone. Now, though, as we move back toward something we dare to call normal, I'm back on a regular schedule. 

Helping, too, are the book shows and signings that are happening again, as well as my writers' critique group, which provides motivation as well. Still, the key to progress for me is when I'm thinking about my story even when I'm not writing it. That's when the best scenes come to mind, or even noteworthy lines from characters. 

So right now, I'm working on a sequel to Motocross Summer; No Teammates in Motocross. And I'm getting out to promote and discuss my Red Racecar books as well as Henry Hits the Ball.

Maybe I'll see you around.

It's ALIVE! 

I am, actually.

I must apologize. I've neglected to continue with this blog. I've actually neglected to continue with a lot - much of this required by the insanity we're all living these days, but admittedly also a lack of initiative and a lack of incentive to continue. But now? Well, now we'll see. 

So let's start with two events coming up where I'll be selling and signing books. They're two favorites that didn't see the light of reality last year. 

First there's the Association of Rhode Island's Authors Expo. It happens Saturday, December 11, this year at the Crown Plaza Hotel, 801 Greenwich Avenue in Warwick, RI. 

This is a great place to meet local authors in every genre, talk to them about their work and get a signed copy of the ones that best suit your interests. 

And as 2022 begins I'll be returning to the Autoparts Swap & Sell in the Better Living Center at the Eastern States Exposition January 22 and 23. Enter 1305 Memorial Drive in West Springfield, Mass., if seeking digital guidance, It's all sorts of auto and racing-related stuff, including my "Red Racecar" adventures for young readers.

I can't wait.

HENRY Wins a Title 

Check it out!

RHODE ISLAND AUTHOR WINS 2020 INDIEREADER DISCOVERY AWARD FOR ACTION/ADVENTURE NOVELS 

(JUNE 1, 2020) On Thursday May 28th, IndieReader, one of the original review-services for self, hybrid and independently published authors, announced the winners of their IR Discovery Awards (IRDAs) for 2020. HENRY HITS THE BALL by Thom Ring won in the Action/Adventure category. 

HENRY HITS THE BALL tells the story of Henry Brademeier, who can hit a baseball  better than anyone who's ever played the game. He just can't play baseball.  For that matter, he can't tie his own shoes. When a big-league scout discovers Henry taking cuts with the local high school team, he initiates a great adventure for the intellectually-challenged young man, who's never even been away from home. 

The book received the following verdict by IndieReader's reviewers. "Henry Brademeier has a talent - and a disability...but he bedazzles all with his slugger-prowess and charms most with his unassuming presence. What he decides at the end of HENRY HITS THE BALL will continue to enchant readers as they learn more about autism, baseball, and what really matters." 

"It's great to get the recognition, and I'm honored," said Ring. "I do hope Henry can open the eyes of some people to potential that's not always obvious." 

Sponsors for the IRDAs have included publishers, including the Penguin Group and Simon & Schuster, agents ICM and Dystel, and a number of publicists. 

HENRY HITS THE BALL is available through most local bookstores, Amazon, or at thomring.com.

 

 

A Great Review for Henry 

HEY! Look what the reviewer for Writers Digest's self-published book awards had to say about Henry Hits the Ball:

An excellent story...of a disabled young man having supreme talent, and the story of how he 
shakes up the baseball world, one hit at a time...was drawn in from page one, and the narrative 
third-person voice of the grouchy sports scout was surprisingly entertaining and realistic..the 
book is written with first-person knowledge of sports and it reads like a pro-level manuscript that 
has been edited very well. 
Highly recommended to anyone who loves sports stories, underdog stories, or movies like 
Remember the Titans or We Are Marshall. With its own unique spin, this sports story 
grabs the reader and takes them for a wonderful ride that even non-sports experts will enjoy.

"BEN MONDOR IS ROLLING OVER IN HIS GRAVE" 

That's the message on the T-shirt I created to protest the carpet-bagging current owners of the soon-to-be-formerly-known-as Pawtucket Red Sox.

Mondor owned the Pawsox until his death a few years ago. The former mill-owner retired to a life leading the Pawsox and keeping his promise to keep the team in the city. His estate sold the team to a group that included former Boston Red Sox part-owner Larry Lucchino. Lucchino is big on building stadiums, or, more accurately, getting desperate municipalities to pay to build them and then wringing the last buck out of his municipal gift. Worcester, Mass., is his latest mark.

It seems Rhode Island wasn't desperate enough for his tastes. The state actually expected the new team owners to invest in their team. But that's no way to steal money that could be used to - I dunno - improve some of the worst, least-funded schools in the country or maybe create jobs that pay better than minimum wage.

There's every reason to believe Worcester will regret handing the farm over to the likes of Lucchino and his millionaire pals. In the meantime, the memory of Ben Mondor and what he did for Rhode Island means nothing to them.

So get a T-shirt to wear to one of the last games the Pawsox play at McCoy Stadium. Let 'em know that the blame for Rhode Island losing its Pawsox rests solely with them.

Go to the "Place an Order" page on this site (www.thomring.com) to order one, or visit Stillwater Books, right on Main St. in Pawtucket, to pick one up.

Oh, and one more thing. I found yet another book about minor-league baseball that listed McCoy as "one of the finest stadiums in minor-league baseball." It was published in 2007. That's what I've found in - gee - just about every book or website I've gotten my hands on over the years that rates minor league stadiums.

GO FAST. BE SMART! Finally released! 

Yes! Finally!

After weeks of wrangling by the publisher, we finally were able to publish GO FAST. BE SMART!, my latest Red Racecar SPEED READER.

It follows our karting hero, Tyler Means, as he gets the chance to race an actual racecar, a midget, the fastest things on dirt. It's a dream come true, but it's also a chance to face the best racers he's ever raced, in a car with more power than a whole starting lineup of karts.

Talk about getting an education!

How I Spent my Summer Vacation 

So now, after two-plus weeks "incommunicado" I return to Earth.

I've been working at the "Write on Sports" summer camp at Rhode Island's Bryant University. We use sports to help middle-school kids refine their abilities to organize and write non-fiction.

It's a blast, as I continue to be amazed by how bright the kids with whom we work actually are. They come from cities whose schools are routinely condemned, they live in tough neighborhoods, and many of their families hardly speak English. Yet they put together mature, reasoned pieces that reveal insight you wouldn't expect in middle-school kids.

And it's sports. That's okay, too.