Tag: How far can you run from your own mind?

What a Deal! Art Smukler, MD, author & psychiatrist

by artsmuklermd, posted in MY NOVELS, Psychiatry, Psychological suspense novels, Raising Children, Self Examination, Writing

Starting March 19, 2025 for I week only, Little Italy, a psychological suspense novel, is available for $1.99. Just click on the cover and you’ll be taken directly to the Amazon book site.

Joe Belmont is a 1st-year medical student who puts in sixty-hour weeks as a waiter to support himself. Then without warning his saintly mother is murdered in her modest home, and his uncle, his only living relative, dies in a suspicious auto accident. Now, for no apparent reason, whoever killed them are trying to kill him.

From multiple hiding places within the Philadelphia neighborhood where he grew up, to the Jersey shore hospital where he was placed at bedrest for 12 nightmarish months, to the financial district of Zurich, Switzerland, Joe and his girlfriend, Lara, run for their lives.

Lara thinks the answer is locked up deep in Joe’s unconscious mind. Joe thinks that the more practical answer is to get a gun, learn how to use it, and disappear… But then what?

Thanks for reading.

Best Wishes, Art

#Littleitaly, #psychologicalsuspensenovels 

The Good Old Days? True or False, by Art Smukler, MD, author & psychiatrist

by artsmuklermd, posted in Writing

This morning as I sat in Starbucks reading the world news on my iPhone, checking basketball scores, texting my daughter about getting together, ordering tickets for an upcoming comedy show, and getting a text confirming an afternoon visit from a repairman, I thought back to when I went to college and med school in the sixties and seventies. 

NONE of the above would have been possible without going home and using my landline, standing in a phone booth, or buying a morning paper. And coffee? There were restaurants scattered here and there, but who ever went for just a coffee? And for me, Starbucks and Peet’s brew excellent Java. Plus they have great little tables, decent jazz playing, and a chance to sit and think and write. 

Well, there’s one thing that the Sixties and Seventies has over now. The name Trump wasn’t plastered and projected everywhere. He was just a young man being trained to lie and cheat by his father. Sorry, I couldn’t help it. The man’s influence on our world horrifies me. 

Oh well, nothing in life is perfect. Maybe I’ll get a refill of Verona blend.

Check out my mystery novels and have a fun read.

Art

#Sixties, #Seventies, #GOODOLDDAYSÂ