Movie Trailer for Glenn Langohr's Prison Book, "The Art of War"

FREE Sample, Purchase the Audio Book here~http://amzn.to/1bhqCUh Also available in Print and Kindle. Glenn Langohr spent 10 years in California prisons on drug charges, with 4 years in Solitary. He turned that into writing time. Now he is a best selling author and producer. He wants to show the world that God can turn lives around.

Glenn Langohr Speaks Out About the California Prison Hunger Strike

Glenn Langohr Speaks Out About the California Prison Hunger Strike.

The Prisons I lived in for 10 years couldn't contain me! I wrote books that shine a light on life behind bars. Check out FREE samples of the Audio Books here~ http://amzn.to/19dNrsm All my books are available in Print or Kindle for immediate download. God Bless You!

Best Selling Author Glenn Langohr Speaks About Prison Life on PBS Southern California's "The Real Orange"

Glenn Langohr spent 10 years in California's worst prisons on drug charges, with 4 years in Solitary Confinement for riots and investigations, before becoming a best selling author.

He has published 12 prison and drug war books that shine a light on conditions inside of California's overcrowded prisons.

When asked how much of his books are true, Glenn Langohr responded, "I paint with the true colors of life on a fictional landscape to protect the innocent and not so innocent, inmates and prison guards included."

To check out Glenn Langohr's complete list of books in Print, Kindle and Audio book go here~ http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B00571NY5A

An Excerpt From Roll Call, A Drug War and Prison Novel by Glenn Langohr

An Excerpt From Roll Call, A Drug War and Prison Novel by Glenn Langohr

All of Glenn Langohr's books are available in print, audio book and kindle.

Troy pulled up some statistics on the computer. I said,

“We’re going to show you statistics that approximately

70% of those incarcerated in the U.S. are there for drug

related crimes that aren’t violent in nature. You said that

we’re the leaders of the free world. If we’re the leaders,

don’t you think we should lead by example and show

more compassion to our own people who are addicted

to drugs rather than breed them into more violent

criminals? If you follow history, our country takes

these tough on crime stances first and other European

countries like Italy follow our lead. Italy has similar

drug crime policies and 70% of their incarcerated are

for drug crimes. Now it’s time to introduce you to your

real son. He told our friend that he wanted to tell you

what he’s been up to but hasn’t been able to bridge

the gap because the communication between you two

hasn’t been that established.”

Raymond Senior sat in the bonus room with a

stunned look on his face. “I would have never guessed

he was selling drugs!” 

An Excerpt From Powerful Prayers of Gratitude by Glenn Langohr

I'm so excited that these excerpts from my prayer book are being highlighted by people on their kindle devices! God Bless!

"As for my wife and our marriage I started to pray for the ability to rely on God’s power to transform me to be a better husband, a better father, a better brother, a better son and a better child of God. I prayed for God to transform my wife in the same way. I began to realize that I might not have power over how my wife thinks and sees things but I do have power and have been given authority “over all the power of the enemy” ( Luke 10:19 ) and I can do great damage to the enemy’s plans when I pray. When I pray this way I realize how Holy our marriage vows are and that God was right there with us when we made our covenant. Of course the enemy would like to put enmity between us and split us apart. He would love for everyone around to see us; another Christian couple that goes to church, not make it. He will use a son or daughter to come between that union, he will use guilt, he will use a job, he will use jealousy, temptation and anything he can to fracture what God has put together. But I have power over all of that through prayer. The devil trembles when even the weakest saint prays."

"God loves us to stay in constant contact with Him. It shows Him we know we need Him. God cherishes a personal relationship with us. He created us in His image. It’s a beautiful thing to talk out loud, or, in your head and laugh with Him. Do it all throughout the day, if you want to keep the devil at bay."

Best Selling Drug War and Prison Author Glenn Langohr Speaks to the Producer of "Legalize It" and Judge Gray

Best Selling Drug War and Prison Author Glenn Langohr Speaks to the Producer of "Legalize It" and Judge Gray

http://bit.ly/132NR1j Here I am at the film "Legalize it" with Judge Gray, discussing the Drug War. Good times.

An Excerpt From, How to Make Prison Weapons To Survive a Gang War in Prison: Life in Lockdown by Glenn Langohr

An Excerpt From, How to Make Prison Weapons To Survive a Gang War in Prison: Life in Lockdown by Glenn Langohr

by lockdownpublishing

I had to stop making my prison knife. The razor edge of the fingernail clipper was digging to far into the steel table. It was starting to run into deep resistance. Little steel shank slivers were the problem and they were making an obscene amount of noise. The grinding sound was reverberating through the deathly quiet building into a hundred prisoners’ ears. Instead of hearing a pin drop, inmates who had experience, knew steel was being carved into a killing tool.

I looked at my cell brother Damon on the top bunk from my crouch on the ground. His long angular, bullet shaped head had a prison made beanie over it wrapped just above his eyes. His eyes were the color of blue ocean water and were focused into laser beams of stress. He said, “Hey homeboy every cell in this building knows you’re carving out a knife. You might as well keep carving.”

I laughed at my cell brother’s blunt way of putting things and pretended to go with it and focused on the steel table to see how he would react. The edge of the table had a piece of thin steel that folded over and tucked under that gave me two inches to work with along the two feet of table top length. I had a six-inch long straight line carved an inch deep that was starting to poke through. I had to be extremely careful not to push to hard and fracture off to small of a piece or all my work for the last three days would be for nothing. I positioned my clipper edge in the already cut open steel and angled it and slid it back and forth as lightly as possible.

Damon grunted above me and I heard him moving in agitation as he maneuvered off the top bunk.

I heard his feet hit the ground, as did the rest of the quiet building. I knew he was headed for the cell door to see what the prison guards were doing. I asked, “Are the guards trippin?”

I knew the building guards were gone to feed the rest of the buildings but the tower guards were always there.

Damon grunted and said, “They’re slippin. One is asleep and the other one is either texting someone on his phone or looking for a new girlfriend on Facebook. There are a few Mexicans in their cells staring over here. They know what you’re doing.”

I asked, “What about the Black inmates?”

Damon grunted and said, “None of them are up. They assume everyone has a knife and sleep through everything while locked down.”

It was time for me to stop but I didn’t want to. I had to get this done before the guards came back inside. I said, “We might get moved to building one next to the Mexican Mobsters this morning or this afternoon. I want this done before then.”

Damon didn’t even turn around and look at me. He stood like a statue staring at the inside of the building deep in thought. He was probably pissed at me for being so hard headed. I should have talked strategy with him before plowing through survival stress on my own these last three days. I knew he trusted me, but cell brothers had to stay on the same page.

I said, “Excuse me for not consulting you on this. My bad.”

That was all it took. Damon turned and faced me with a stoic expression. I got as close to a smile as I was going to get and saw him relax a little.

He nodded his head and said, “So much for sleep. I’m going to work out to drown out some of the noise from your machine shop.”

He stood two feet in front of me and had just enough room to drop to the ground for a set of pushups before the toilet and cell door swallowed up our space. I watched him pump out five pushups and then jump back to his feet and lift each knee to his chest. After his tenth set of burpies, his long and muscular white body got damp with sweat. It was over 100 degrees outside and sweat started glistening down his body. It made the ink on his tattoos shine with more clarity. On his shredded back I watched a collage of ink crafted into a gambling scene move around as his muscles flexed and contracted. There was an Ace of Spades and a three-leaf clover circling toward each other like they were being shuffled every time he did a pushup. Underneath, on his lower back there was crime scene tape that read: DEATH BEFORE DISHONOR.

I turned back around and started carving again lost in my thoughts. Half of my shank was visible. The fingernail clipper, my third one in three days, was getting dull and it was taking longer.

I got the last clipper of the two-fingernail set and went back to work. Very lightly, I slid the sharp edge three inches back and forth. Sweat beaded and ran down my forehead and I realized making the knife was a form of therapy. It was a calming reaction to the stress of a potential race war with the Mexicans, and always the possibility of other problems.

Time disappeared and evaporated as another inch of my new shank became visible. My hand adjusted and found the two-inch range to drive the razor edge of the nail clipper back and forth.

The sounds of Damon’s feet dropping to the ground and popping back up stopped. The grinding noise against the table shrieked obscenities unhindered again into the now quiet building so I stopped and turned to look at Damon.

He was staring at me with his head tilted back in a look that I decided was a constant appraisal. Like he was studying an unknown insect to see if it was poisonous.

He said, “BJ you can finish in a few minutes when the Mexicans work out. After I shower I’ll make you a carrying case for your new luggage.”

I nodded my head and then couldn’t help but laugh at my life. How did it get to this point? Want more? Email me at rollcallthebook@gmail.com for a gift copy. My Author page  http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B00571NY5A

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Attention All Authors and Readers of Great Books: authorsdb.com is the Hottest New Site

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Authors DB is a great way to find a hot new author and book to read and it is also a great place for authors to share their books.

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Glenn Langohr's Youtube Video About His Books and Prison Ministry

Glenn Langohr's Youtube Video About His Books and Prison Ministry. While at the library, Glenn met a video marketing expert. From that point on, Steve from S. Africa took over as the video arm of the publishing company.