18 MAR 2019
Nothing like Spring Break to get me to post more. So here's another post, this one more visual than writing though. We have a peach tree in our back yard, and a magnolia bush as well. So I strolled out with my camera today and took some pictures in the warm sun.
Oh, before I forget, in writing news I am doing some good editing on the story I picked next for release. It's up over 8,000 words now and while I aim to write a story as long as it needs to be, I'm going to shoot for this one to get up to at least around 10K words. Throwing around some ideas for the cover with the wife as well. Now onto the pictures.
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Saturday, March 16, 2019
Master Class Writing Prompt
16 MAR 2019
Two posts today! Stephanie Ayers had a great writing prompt this week so I thought I'd give it a go. Here's my take on the prompt:
Master Class Writing Prompt
A fist slammed onto the wooden table. “Utter madness. I won’t allow it. I will not have you descend into your own dream!”
“He’s right you know. You’ll go mad,” Justin paused, assessing his words. “Well, madder than you already are! The human mind cannot handle being confronted by itself. It’s a proven fact. Zared tried it and you know what happened to him. They had to water him every day or he would scream bloody murder.”
I paced around the conference table. My right arm shot out of its own volition, my fingers danced lightly along the tops of the empty chairs and in the hairs and scalps of the seated as I passed each one. I used to know each one of these masters at the table, but their names escaped me at the moment. I was in desperate states indeed. “What other choice do we have? The Braxen is only targeting me! Me!” I twirled uncontrollably, the taste of the morning light on my lips. I turned to face the windows and opened my mouth to drink in more.
A balding man reached back and grabbed my arm. I stopped mid-gulp. “That’s exactly what it wants! They like brains lightly toasted and slightly swirled. Look at you! I bet your senses are already jumbled up. They must be practically salivating.” He looked around the room, as if he could see the ethereal beings.
Justin shook his head. “You’re not helping, Herb.”
“He’s already delusional,” another gentleman chimed in. He looked suspiciously like a flower. “What could it hurt now? Maybe there’s a chance he comes out of it fully sane and they leave him alone?”
“The chance of him going into his own dreams to confront the Braxen and coming out alive and sane are the same odds of us throwing him into a tornado with knives and a cow and hoping he comes out with a set of nicely dressed ribs ready to cook. It can’t be done.” Herbert stood up and gestured around the room, “Not by me, not by you, and certainly not by him. No offense,” he said, nodding to me. “If he’s lucky he’ll wake remembering how to pee.”
I don’t know if it was fear of what we were contemplating, or the sudden arrival of the Braxen in my thoughts, or the mere mention of urination, but as I nodded back I felt a warm liquid running down my leg…
Two posts today! Stephanie Ayers had a great writing prompt this week so I thought I'd give it a go. Here's my take on the prompt:
Master Class Writing Prompt
A fist slammed onto the wooden table. “Utter madness. I won’t allow it. I will not have you descend into your own dream!”
“He’s right you know. You’ll go mad,” Justin paused, assessing his words. “Well, madder than you already are! The human mind cannot handle being confronted by itself. It’s a proven fact. Zared tried it and you know what happened to him. They had to water him every day or he would scream bloody murder.”
I paced around the conference table. My right arm shot out of its own volition, my fingers danced lightly along the tops of the empty chairs and in the hairs and scalps of the seated as I passed each one. I used to know each one of these masters at the table, but their names escaped me at the moment. I was in desperate states indeed. “What other choice do we have? The Braxen is only targeting me! Me!” I twirled uncontrollably, the taste of the morning light on my lips. I turned to face the windows and opened my mouth to drink in more.
A balding man reached back and grabbed my arm. I stopped mid-gulp. “That’s exactly what it wants! They like brains lightly toasted and slightly swirled. Look at you! I bet your senses are already jumbled up. They must be practically salivating.” He looked around the room, as if he could see the ethereal beings.
Justin shook his head. “You’re not helping, Herb.”
“He’s already delusional,” another gentleman chimed in. He looked suspiciously like a flower. “What could it hurt now? Maybe there’s a chance he comes out of it fully sane and they leave him alone?”
“The chance of him going into his own dreams to confront the Braxen and coming out alive and sane are the same odds of us throwing him into a tornado with knives and a cow and hoping he comes out with a set of nicely dressed ribs ready to cook. It can’t be done.” Herbert stood up and gestured around the room, “Not by me, not by you, and certainly not by him. No offense,” he said, nodding to me. “If he’s lucky he’ll wake remembering how to pee.”
I don’t know if it was fear of what we were contemplating, or the sudden arrival of the Braxen in my thoughts, or the mere mention of urination, but as I nodded back I felt a warm liquid running down my leg…
Sold!
16 MAR 2019
There is no better feeling for a writer than finding out some wonderful person out there in the world bought something you created! Thank you whoever you are! Gives me the impetus to continue writing. Ah, who am I kidding, I would still write even if no one ever bought any of my stories. I write things I like to read. So to all the writers out there, keep going! There is hope!
It's Spring Break time for me, which means some serious writing time. I've already put in a few good hours of writing today and I'll probably spend most of St. Patrick's Day writing as well before seriously putting in the hours during the week. Shout out to Raising Cane's for having green lemonade in honor of St. Patrick's Day, looked really cool. My goal for Spring Break is to release another short story before I go back to work. Which one will it be? I won't decide until Wednesday I think, see which one of my tales has matured enough to be released out into the wild on its own. Hopefully my wife will donate her mad cover skills and make another fantastic cover. I absolutely love the one she made for The Legacy.
The Legacy
Anywho, time to wrap up this post for today. I know I haven't been posting very often. My day job will always be my main focus. The good news is Summer is on the horizon. Just a few more months and I'll really be able to devote time to writing. So many projects to be completed! I have that historical Louisiana story that is just starting to form up, several short stories waiting to be stretched out and grown more before they are published, plus covers to make, blurbs to write, and two other long tales to keep chugging along at. One is a frontier piece and the other is my mega-long tale of the entire world and the forces tearing it apart while others try to keep it together. Who will win out? And what lengths will both sides go to in order to win? What would you do to keep the world from being destroyed? Would you be willing to [SPOILER] an [SPOILER] creature inside [SPOILER]? Even if it meant [SPOILER]? Can't give away the big twists and turns yet! Good things come to those who wait.
Thought for today: If you want something done, ask a busy person. Hm, true words. Very true words.
Pictures for today: Some random fantasy pics to get the mind juices flowing. Enjoy.
There is no better feeling for a writer than finding out some wonderful person out there in the world bought something you created! Thank you whoever you are! Gives me the impetus to continue writing. Ah, who am I kidding, I would still write even if no one ever bought any of my stories. I write things I like to read. So to all the writers out there, keep going! There is hope!
It's Spring Break time for me, which means some serious writing time. I've already put in a few good hours of writing today and I'll probably spend most of St. Patrick's Day writing as well before seriously putting in the hours during the week. Shout out to Raising Cane's for having green lemonade in honor of St. Patrick's Day, looked really cool. My goal for Spring Break is to release another short story before I go back to work. Which one will it be? I won't decide until Wednesday I think, see which one of my tales has matured enough to be released out into the wild on its own. Hopefully my wife will donate her mad cover skills and make another fantastic cover. I absolutely love the one she made for The Legacy.
The Legacy
Anywho, time to wrap up this post for today. I know I haven't been posting very often. My day job will always be my main focus. The good news is Summer is on the horizon. Just a few more months and I'll really be able to devote time to writing. So many projects to be completed! I have that historical Louisiana story that is just starting to form up, several short stories waiting to be stretched out and grown more before they are published, plus covers to make, blurbs to write, and two other long tales to keep chugging along at. One is a frontier piece and the other is my mega-long tale of the entire world and the forces tearing it apart while others try to keep it together. Who will win out? And what lengths will both sides go to in order to win? What would you do to keep the world from being destroyed? Would you be willing to [SPOILER] an [SPOILER] creature inside [SPOILER]? Even if it meant [SPOILER]? Can't give away the big twists and turns yet! Good things come to those who wait.
Thought for today: If you want something done, ask a busy person. Hm, true words. Very true words.
Pictures for today: Some random fantasy pics to get the mind juices flowing. Enjoy.
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