What’s Up Wednesday: I Want It All, And I Want It Now!!!

I’m back for real this time. At least I think I am unless I have another setback. But I really feel that I’m not just able, but eager to get back to work. There are even times when I don’t feel any discomfort in my back at all. It’s probably time to give yoga a serious try.

Anyway, now to the regularly scheduled post.

Based on the title, you might be assuming that I’ve been listening to a lot of Queen lately. Particularly this song.

While Queen is one of my favorite bands of all time, that just isn’t the case. Actually, I’ve been on an 80’s glam/hair rock kick for pretty much the past month. Although I guess you could technically put Queen in that group, (if you’re a dick,) but I’m talking about bands more like Poison and Motley Crue.

Anyway, the point is, I haven’t been listening to Queen lately. In fact, I hadn’t heard “I Want It All” in months. That just happens to be the song that plays on an endless loop in my head whenever my brain is trying to tell me it’s time to really grind. I’m finally feeling good enough that all I want to do is sit down in my office and put some serious words on the page.

It’s a good thing I’m feeling this way, because as of yesterday we are ten months away from Thrillerfest 2018, and more importantly, Pitchfest. I have every intention of actually having something finished by then. Hopefully multiple somethings. I am going to have a manuscript that, when an agent says yes, I can send off right away instead of having to make excuses as to why it isn’t ready like I did in 2016. We’ll call that one a trial run. Practice.

Now before you get too excited, keep in mind that this blog post is the first bit of actual writing I’ve done all week. I know it’s still a form of procrastination, but I just had to get my office back in order. Most of the last month has been spent flat on my back on the couch in there bingeing Supernatural. Needless to say, it was a disaster. I’m proud to say that, as of yesterday, I’ve gotten it back in ship shape and I’m ready to get to work. Now I just have to talk myself into spending my time at the hotel as productive as I plan to be while at home.

I have to. Especially since I’m considering adding yet another project to my inbox. I’ve never tried to write a murder mystery, but I’ve read plenty and I have a great main character in mind. Any murder/mystery/police-procedural fans out there?

Now for a bit of bad news. As much as I know you guys seem to like them, I can’t promise to put out a Flash Fiction Friday every week. (Not that I really made good on that promise anyway.) Don’t get me wrong. I will try to write them as often as possible, but I have to really focus on getting my novels and longer shorts done so I can submit them.

I think I’m going to give journaling a go yet again. I’ve tried it several times over the years, but I’ve never been able to stick with it. I’m considering making it part of my writing time each day. Jut a little warm up while I drink my “morning” coffee to get the brain working. I have an awesome leather-bound journal that’s just going to waste. I might as well use it.

I’ll probably put my daily word count in it just to keep me honest.

I know it’s probably too early in my career to even think about this. I’m not sure I even have “fans”. But I’m considering tarting a Patreon page. Would anyone be interested in supporting me? If so, what kind of rewards would you like to see? I’m thinking maybe exclusive access to short stories months before they’re seen anywhere else. Maybe a free signed copy of my book when it comes out, but I’m open to suggestions. I hate to seem like a greedy bastard, but the money sure would help and it would give me more time to write. Please let me know what you think in the comments.

Anyway, I think that’s about all I’ve got for you this week. I’m probably forgetting loads of stuff, but there’s always next week.

I will try to put something up on Friday. Just don’t hate me if I don’t get around to it.

I realize that even though I may want it now, it’s going to take some time. Still, wanting it now means that I need to do my damnedest to get it done as soon as possible.

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What’s Up Thursday: Rejection

What’s up, guys. It’s Thursday.

I know I’m a day late this week. That’s because yesterday kind of sucked.

Before I get into that, let me tell you about the week that led up to yesterday.

First off, I missed Flash Fiction Friday yet again. I have no real excuse, other than the fact that y back was still hurting a bit, but that’s not really an excuse, it was down to a dull throb at that point. The fact of the matter is, I just got lazy. I didn’t really have the energy to do much of anything. Injury can really wear you out.

Over the weekend, Shannon and I almost got caught up on Doctor Who. we still have three episodes to go, but should be able to knock those out this weekend. Hopefully we’ll also have time to binge at least part of AHS Roanoke as well.

Monday,  I actually felt mostly better. Well, at least I could walk. I still felt as if someone was sticking a knife in my lower back and twisting it, but it was the kind of hurt that tells you you’re on the mend. I felt so much better in fact, that after I got off work, while waiting for the celestial festivities, I decided to catch up on the housework I hadn’t been able to do for the previous month. This proved to be a mistake. By the time I finished, my back was screaming. But hey, at least the house was semi-clean. I then went outside and read while I waited to watch the eclipse through my trusty welding mask.

Tuesday, I attended the August meeting of the Black Hills Writer’s Group. We spent most of the meeting discussing the future of the group. I think we made some positive steps. If you happen to be a writer in the black hills area, Check us out at http://blackhillswritersgroup.org

And that brings us to Wednesday. I suppose I should start at the beginning. I got off work ready for my physical therapy appointment which would hopefully help me fix my back for good. On the way there, I took a wrong turn and found myself in suburban hell. It really was a nice looking residential area. The only problem was, for the life of me, I could not find my way out of it. I kept expecting to come out onto a main road, but it took quite awhile to find my out of it. What’s worse, it seemed like every street went uphill at a fairly sharp grade. I can’t imagine how much winters must suck. Anyway, from the constant climbing and the fact that it’s been a while since I’ve checked my coolant levels, my suv started to overheat.

I finally found my way out of my private hell and found the PT office without overheating. I filled out my paperwork and sat down to wait. While I waited, I decided to check my e-mail. When I opened the app, I was excited to see a response for two of the stories I had submitted for publication. As you might have guessed, they were both rejections. Now I know getting rejected is part of the process, but it still felt like, well, rejection.

As I was still processing this information, I was taken back into an exam room and told the doctor would be in shortly. I waited patiently, and after a few minutes, the door opens, but it isn’t the doctor. It’s one of the receptionists to tell me that my insurance won’t cover the two to three hundred dollar bill for my visit. They would however put the cost toward my deductible. Translation, unless something major happens to me in the next couple of months, I would have to pay for it myself. Instead, I chose to walk out and find the exact same stretches and exercises on YouTube.

Needless to say, by the time I got home, I was pretty angry and disheartened and just didn’t have it in me to write a blog. I hope you can forgive me. Hopefully next week will go smoother. Now, I have to find new markets to send my orphaned stories to. Hopefully I’ll see you on Friday.

Remember to stalk me online.

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And, of course, please buy my debut short story, Blood Moon

 

What’s Up Wednesday: Happy Birthday America

Hey guys. welcome to another What’s Up Wednesday.

This past week has been interesting to say the least. After spending the first part of the week recovering from con and everything that happened there, we still had the house to contend with. Truth be told, we had kind of let it fall into a bit of controlled chaos as we prepped for the event. I did what I could during the week to get things in order while Shannon was finishing up her summer semester’s classes, but I didn’t get very far. What’s worse, what I did get done seemed to get undone almost immediately. This was particularly true in my office where chaos still has a firm foothold.

So due to the condition of the house, our need to spend a weekend mostly relaxing, and the fact that it’s been stupid hot outside, we spent most of the weekend indoors. Friday was spent with friends doing our usual thing of watching YouTube videos. I even dusted off the old xbox to play some party games.

Then Friday night came. When we decided to turn in for the night, I felt like I would sleep pretty well. I even took something to try and knock myself out. Alas, just as I was nodding off, something both wonderful and frustrating happened. I had a huge breakthrough on one of the books I’m working on that has had me stuck for longer than I care to admit. Now, I don’t think I need to tell you why this was wonderful, but you may be wondering where the frustration comes from. I was just about asleep when the solution to all my problems in this particular book suddenly occurred to me.

Now I don’t know about you, but as much as I wanted to roll over and go back to sleep, I knew if I didn’t jump up and get it all noted down, it would be gone like so many dreams by morning, so jump up I did. I have to admit, it was pretty exciting to finally have that roadblock out of my way. In fact, by the time I had noted everything down, I wanted to jump right into it and start writing. Fortunately, my more reasonable side convinced me to go back to bed and give the new ideas a few days to simmer, so I went back to bed.

And that’s where the frustration set in. Try as I might, I simply could not get back to that sleepy state. Even worse, my restless legs set in making it impossible to even get comfortable. So that meant I spent my Friday night in a state of not being able to sleep, but too sleepy to get anything meaningful done.

Luckily, the rest of the weekend went better and we were able to get the house into some sort of order. We even got enough relaxing in for me to feel ready to deal with work on Sunday night. Of course this meant that my Sunday night, by way of it being not only summer, but Fourth of July weekend, went much worse than anticipated. Still, I made it through, only to get home and discover that my water heater had broken sometime in the night. I expected that, being a new homeowner, I’d have to fix things once in a while. I just never expected everything to break in the first year. Naturally, we couldn’t get anyone to come out on the Fourth without charging us a huge convenience fee, so we set up an appointment for this morning. Please help us pray that it won’t be too expensive of a repair.

The Fourth was even hotter than it had been over the weekend, so Shannon and I hung out at the house for most of the day before treating ourselves to a nice dinner out. She even had time to break out her coloring books for the first time in weeks. I tried to get some sleep, but the fireworks made that difficult.

Now I’m about to get off work and praying the plumber doesn’t cost us our first born. I’ll let you know next week.

So that’s been my week. How’s yours been?

 

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I’ve Got Good News And Bad News

I know I’m a few days late with this update, but at least it’s not a few months this time like it usually is.

Like the title says, I’ve got good news and bad news. Let’s start with the good news, shall we?

The good news is this, It’s been over three weeks since I pledged to write every single day this year and so far, I have been true to that pledge. What’s more, I think it really has turned into a habit. Yesterday I came close to falling off the wagon. I realized I hadn’t written a word just before I needed to get some sleep before work. I was disappointed in myself but I tried to tell myself I would make up for it by writing twice as much today.

Although I was dog tired, the knowledge that I had failed ate at me and kept me from sleeping. Sure, I could have lied about it and nobody would have been the wiser, but I would have known. So I did the only thing I could. I got my ass out of bed, sat it down at the computer and proceeded to type. This is a big step for someone who has never been very good at following through with anything.

Now for the bad news.

This story sucks.

I mean it really, truly, SUCKS.

It still seems like a decent plot, but I’m having a hard time making it work. Each day I add to it, but I’m 34 pages in and it just doesn’t feel like the story is going anywhere. I feel like I’m spending too long on things that don’t really matter and glossing over the things that do. I feel like ninety percent of the story so far is people talking. There is nothing wrong with a dialogue heavy story, particularly for a drama, but this is supposed to be a fantasy story with lots of action. Other than the initial scene, (which I must admit is what sparked the idea to write the story in the first place,) not much has happened. It feels more like a day to day account of a person’s life. I really need to sit down and try doing a more thorough outline, but to be perfectly honest, I don’t feel like I have much passion for this particular story.

I really hate the thought of quitting in the middle of the story, but this one just feels like a dud. Maybe it just needs more time to ferment in my brain before it’s ready to spill out onto the page. I think I might step away from it for a couple of weeks and then reread what I have and see if I think it’s salvageable.  I do have a couple other ideas I’m itching to play around with.

Anyway, that’s about all from this neurotic mind. I’ll see you next week.