Explore the Word, Theory

When I begin a new manuscript, the first thing I do is pick a topic. Since I write science fiction, the subject matter most certainly is fiction or some may say, “in theory.” Therefore, I think we will explore the word, “theory,” today.

Now, I could start our exploration as a scientific explorer on a strange world, “theorizing” about the planet’s flora and fauna. Maybe, I would “hypothesize” concerning the layers of strata in the planet’s crust.

Possibly, I should “speculate” about the availability of water. Then, again, perhaps breathable air would be the best “assumption” to make, as air is of greater necessity in the short term than water.

One crew-member may make note that he is of the “opinion” that the soil chosen for landing is not as porous as previously thought.

The ship’s computer may have determined, using an educated “guess,” that seventeen, four-legged, one-armed monkeys would dance a waltz in front of the ship. Due to an uneven number of simians, the odd monkey out would brood until falling asleep from boredom.

Moreover, a mind numbingly ignorant asteroid may “postulate” the entire world will collapse in on itself as the asteroid passes by. Seventeen point three seconds later, this “theory” becomes a reality, effectively shutting down this outlandish post. See, it “seemingly” never hurts to trend pointlessly on occasion.

Enjoy this wonderful season and may God bless.

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I Truly Enjoy Being an Author

I know I have said it many times, but here goes again. I truly enjoy being an author. My main stay is developing characters; the more outrageous the better.  New worlds come into play, and being that I write science fiction, the sky is the limit.

Many novels that I pen begin with every day, mundane, objects or settings. You wouldn’t believe the story one can concoct making a mud puddle center stage.

Creatures can range from avians, with organic jet propulsion, to eighty-foot-tall, twelve-legged arachnids. These critters reside in an acidic fluid that would dissolve any matter, organic or otherwise, upon contact. Beings occasionally appear as an upright shadow, with nothing to cast the silhouette. These anomalies, at first glance, appear harmless, until a hand as black as night enacts its destruction.

The only limits to writing are the ones you place on yourself.

Have a fantastic week and remember Jesus, the Savior, for which we are thankful!

 

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What’s a Normal Day Like for You?

What’s a normal day like for you? If you’re like the majority of the country, and I imagine you are, it goes pretty much as follows.

You wake up in the morning to the sound of an alarm clock. You start your pot of coffee, put something in the microwave, possibly turn on the blender and then, scarf down your morning meal in front of the television, absorbing the first-edition of the daily news amidst here a ding, there a ding everywhere a ding, ding.

After your shower, shave, and shampoo you move through a plethora of beeps, rings, boinks, and any other sounds you can imagine emanating from numerous devices.

You slide into the front seat of your automobile. During this period, there is no telling the many different devices that will utter some type of noise in order to start, stop, or maybe even self-destruct.

As you drive to work, another wave of noise pelts your eardrums, as you chime in singing to familiar songs on the radio.

You arrive at work, begin the shutdown process of your vehicle, and leave the garage with the final beep, as you set your ride’s alarm so no one can steal your point-from-A-to-B baby.

You trudge through eight hours of work, bombarded with every start, stop, paper-jam, beep, click, bonk and pludge sound available at this point in time.

Let’s face it. We have become so inundated with every sound available in the hearing spectrum pelting our brains day-in and day-out.

One day silence is going to hit us and we are not going to know what hit us (what you have just seen is redundancy in action). They used to call it noise pollution, now I guess it’s what we would term the norm . . .  just saying!

Well, if I don’t know anything I do know this. God loves you and is with you no matter what. Have a great day and give a shout out to the one who created you. He’d love to hear from you!

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Everywhere we Look, We Find a Faux Pas

Everywhere we look, even places that we choose not to look and places that for whatever reason cross our path, we find a faux pas.

We find big faux pas, small faux pas, medium sized faux pas, and big honking mother-lode sized faux pas.

Now, you know the many faux pas that have occurred in your life, and it goes without saying (even though I’m saying it) that you would rather keep these on the down-low. Who knows, maybe you’re an international spy, and the KGB is just waiting for you to resurface, so you can be placed on ice.

Of course, there are less important faux pas we run into every day. Some, we even view without knowing what we haven’t seen.

Take for instance, things that transpire on the silver screen. In the 1960’s, on the comedy series, Andy Griffith, why did the jail cells have no bathrooms? In the lack luster conclusion of the Jaws movies, why did Michael Caine end up in the water and then, immediately climb back on to the ship wearing a dry shirt?

In my case, and the only one that really matters to me as an author, and something I check to see if it’s present, is continuity throughout the book. For example: I can’t have a character named George who is murdered on page 126 and then, turns up on page 286 buying tickets for a matinée.

How ever you try to spin it, mistakes are a part of life. If you never make one, then you’re not doing anything.

God Bless and have a Great Day!

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I Have a Menagerie of Creatures in the Books I Pen

I have a menagerie of creatures in the books I pen. They range anywhere from reptiles and amphibians, to avians and those with mammalian characteristics. Reptiles may be covered in fur and sea creatures don feathers along with scales allowing them to soar below and above the water.

Alternate beings emulate insects, arachnids, or bug like organisms with attributes from both.

These beasts abide undercover, underground, underwater, in forest-lands, wastelands, ice, fire, space, and hover in the air for a lifetime.

They lie dormant, they lie in pieces, they’re invisible, and some are made from the strongest substance in the universe.

Some are a quarter of a mile tall, while others top out at a quarter inch. Most are carbon based; some are based on silicone and extract oxygen from rocks.

These creatures run the gambit, from high intelligence with articulate speech to dumb as a ten-pound box of stupid.

Occasionally, a biped will cross the line of time and secure its place in an alternate dimension.

What it boils down to is I have control over those who dare cross into my domain as an author. Might sound pretty cool and in a way I guess it is. Even though my domain is a mighty small place and growing smaller every day, I’ll let you in on a secret. It’s smaller than you think, more like minuscule and contains enough power to rival a dehydrated drop of water.

Have a great Monday and while you’re at it have a better Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. . . if it doesn’t slip your mind slide Saturday and Sunday in to the mix.

Take time to reach out to the true creator of all things. He loves you more than you know.

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Dabbling into the World of an Author

My post last week dabbled into the world of being an author.  I suppose that is proper since I am an author.

Now, this week I intend to dabble, once again in author mode, to bringing out connections to words that should not be.

For instance, why do we take a word that ends in l-e-t, such as Chevrolet, and pronounce it as though it was spelled, Chevrolay?

Another miss-que that chaps my shorts are words like, “minute” to denote sixty seconds or “minute” to describe something very small. While we’re on the subject let’s expose a few more homographs. How about “lead,” as to lead others down a trail or “lead,” a piece of heavy toxic metal. Then, again, we have “bass,” a fresh water fish, and “bass,” a musical instrument.

Here is another conundrum. A great number of our words have their origin in Latin. There is a contingency of people who speak fluent Latin. I’ve always heard that Latin is a dead language. I don’t know about you, but I think not.

And we mustn’t forget our fine friend phonics or as I would be remiss to say “fonics,” in staying with the very foundation of applying fonics.

Allow me to show you what a change our friend has made in my life by offering a short sentence.

Hoked on fonics, it werked for me!

Even though I covered this in my last post I feel as though I should relive the idiom one last time. Although I guess we can cross that bridge when we get to it.

Enjoy your week and may God bless you and yours richly!

 

 

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As an Author, I Can’t Help But Dabble in the Art of a Wordsmith

As an author, I can’t help but dabble in the art of a wordsmith. At the very least, from the pure nature of the work, I will increase my vocabulary; at most, I can use the “add to dictionary” function to manufacture words at my own discretion.

Of course, words are necessary if one desires to write, which throws us headlong into another conundrum. If you are born and bred in the United States of America, you have no trouble stating and comprehending American style English. If you hale from outside this great country, then Katie-bar-the-door, “cause you in a world of hurt.”

Problematic becomes the word of the day as a nasty little term known as an idiom comes into play. Everything from “go jump in a lake,” to “don’t beat around the bush,” is used to make a totally unrelated point. “Cut me some slack,” and “pull a rabbit out of a hat,” are two more favorites. Now, we mustn’t forget the idiom of idioms, “By the skin of your teeth.” That one will leave a crinkle in the ole’ brain box.

All in all, we find a way to communicate. I recall sitting in the Las Vegas airport talking with a man from France. Our conversation was unique, to say the least, as neither one of us spoke the other’s language.

Another example of our wonderful creator’s sense of humor.

Have a fantastic week and don’t forget to smile . . . you may change someone’s day for the better.

 

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My Virtual Piece of Paper

Normally, I sit in front of my virtual piece of paper each day of the week and pen stories bringing a plethora of creatures to life. It would only be proper to invite these underlings to live in a world as unique as them. This, of course, requires more work on my part as I have to design a habitat to house these various beings.

Then, a thought crosses my mind. Not just any thought, but a thought of great importance. A thought that is capable of changing the world, albeit on a small scale, but a change none-the-less. What is that thought . . . fried chicken!

I can see it now, or moreover taste, that golden crust with an unbelievable crunch, followed by the soft tender meat exuding juice with each bite. Can you think of another form of nutrition that is portable, delectable, and perfectly proper for any meal?

Fried chicken is one of the foods that few people can cook, but most fast food restaurants or grocery stores can turn out perfectly every time.

In short, do yourself a favor. Eat more fried chicken.

Have the best week you’ve ever had and take time to talk with the God that gave it all for you and me!

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I Had a Bit of Minor Surgery Recently

I had a bit of minor surgery recently. I’ve been in operating rooms before; however, I had limited time to visualize my surroundings due to anesthesia escorting me to la-la land.

This time, I went under the knife with pain control provided by a local. Having no problem with needles, the area being sliced numbed in short order. Allow me to say, the various banks of surgical lights hanging from the ceiling, along with other pieces of  equipment, were impressive, to say the least.

Since operating rooms must be kept cold and my body does not regulate its internal temperature correctly, they had to come up with a way to keep me from getting too cold. Therefore, they fashioned a temperature-regulating area over me that also added to my comfort by covering me with a tarp and introducing warm air underneath.

The surgeon relayed details concerning the procedure and then asked about my favorite music. I gladly informed him that hard rock, especially the band, Rush, was my normal listening pleasure.

I spent my time in the surgical suite, rocking with three of the most talented musicians in the rock genre, along with a neurosurgeon, resident, nurses, and various other medical personnel. I’m fortunate to live near a city with a world class hospital and nationally recognized surgeons. Needless to say, my procedure went well, and I rather enjoyed my time in surgery. Of course, this experience fits me to a ‘T’ as I enjoy going to the dentist.

Have a wonderful week and may God richly bless you and keep you and yours.

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I Have Always Enjoyed a Good Dose of Hard Rock and Roll

I have always enjoyed a good dose of hard rock and roll. Being too young to grasp hold of bands like The Beatles, Rolling Stones, etc. my first true love in the world of rock was Rush. They were a three-man powerhouse from Canada  I enjoyed seeing them in concert until their retirement after 41 years, then came the final blow following the death of their drummer, Neil Peart, in 2020.

I have seen different methods used to transport music from device to ear.

Thankfully, I was on the tail end of the eight-track craze. It never made sense having a tape in a case that rubbed against itself as it played.

After eight-tracks came cassettes. Talk about a compact way to haul and convey your preferred tunes, these devices just couldn’t be beat.

I’ve left out one very important way to enjoy music from yesteryear, the vinyl disc. That good ole standby, like a certain bunny we know, keeps going and going and going, and are in vogue.

Of course, there are the latest devices of technology like CDs, which last no longer than vinyl discs meaning about 100 years or more.

I guess as long as we are able to enjoy our music favorites, the device we use to complete this task is immaterial.

I had dreams of becoming a rock star in my younger years. Here is the URL to my last stint in a recording studio. I wrote theses two songs and performed the vocals and guitar work. Unknown to me at the time, the drummer became my brother in-law. The bassist was a close friend, who played with me for years going on to bigger and better things. He performed the backup vocals for the song, Street Legal.

 

https://youtu.be/RxTHMa6Jp_A

 

If you’re skiddish about clicking on ready-made pathways, search Youtube for “The Steigleder Project 1983.”

God bless you and keep you during the coming week.

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