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Trail Guide for a Crooked Heart

“A brilliant mixture of story, philosophy, humor and wisdom, this book reminds us that—if we are open to story, dreams, imagination, and myth—we can open doors within our soul.”
—Jay O’Callahan, author, storyteller, and NPR commentator

A lifetime collection of stories, wise words, assembled musings and quotations about overcoming hurdles, elusive enlightenment, personal evolution, persistence in the face of discouragement, this pastiche is designed to encourage the downhearted, lift up the strivers, and add wings to the heels of spiritual seekers.

Purchase at Amazon.com $15 paperback; Kindle/digital $9

“Jim May is a treasure. I love this book. Jim somehow transfers the visceral experience of storytelling to the page. Jim bring us the stories we need today, stories that connect us to each other, our ancestors, and those that will stand on our shoulders. Part of Jim May’s genius is that he can get farmers and kings laughing, sobbing, and nodding at the same time.
Dante had Virgil

The Sufi poet, Rumi, had Shams of Tabriz
We have Jim May!”
–Kevin Kling, Actor, Playwright, Storyteller

 

The following products may be purchased by contacting Jim at maystory@earthlink.net or calling 815-648-2039

Book-BooBaby

The Boo Baby Girl Meets the Ghost of Mable’s Gable (BOOK)

Told by Jim May
Illustrated by Shawn Finley
32 pages, illustrated in full color
$15.00
ISBN 1-878925-03-2

Two swaggering eighth-grade boys set out to take the gold from the haunted house called Mable’s Gable. But when they meet the ghost, they turn Thailand run. The Boo Baby Girl, a tough little toddler, hears about the house and the gold and sets out to try her luck. She outwits the ghost and puts the two blustering adolescents to shame.

 

 

Book-Nippersink

The Farm on Nippersink Creek (BOOK)
Stories from a Midwestern Childhood by Jim May
$15.00
ISBN 0-87483-339-6

In the days between Truman and JFK, growing up in the rural Midwest was simple matter: Dads marched in the Memorial Day parade and taught their sons to care for the livestock and the land. Converse All-Stars were seen only on the basketball court. The family farm was the dominant industry.

To the youth of that place and time, fascinated as they were with the mysteries of the adults world, certain symbols took on large,unspeakable meanings: yesterday’s pet calf, now a frozen caricature, hoisted onto a truck bed; the huge bass at the fish hatchery, accorded a pond of his own;the shanty with the old rusty bell that had never been rung. Even Nippersink Creek, at the foot of a favorite sledding hill, waited to swallow child, sled, and granny-knit mittens.