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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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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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I Didn’t Realize What I Was in for When I Became an Author Not so Many Years Ago

I didn’t realize what I was in for when I became an author not so many years ago. I write Science-Fiction/Fantasy, and Action Adventure.

It still amazes me that completing a novel, then moving to the next, time and time again, never loses its sense of exhilaration.

Creating new worlds, and the creatures within the genre I write, leads to many interesting characters, human and otherwise.

Along with the bipeds, come a multitude of caustic critters just right for killing, all wrapped up in unique surroundings.

Writing can invoke passionate feelings within readers, even though the characters only exist as a concept in the recesses of someone’s mind.

Funny, this item, known as a book, that we delve into so deeply, causes readers to lose sleep in order to absorb one more chapter.

If you begin to nod at work maybe you should not have continued to read extra chapters. I don’t believe any of the characters in your present night-time read will come to your aid as you fight off sleep during the day.

I appreciate you taking time to read this post. Have a great week, and God bless.

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The Season Of The Nut Job

Well, it’s that time of year again, and I’m not talking about fall, even though we are in the middle of autumn. Where I live, we have a season within a season and we call it, “The Season of The Nut Job.” Let me explain.

In my front yard grows an abundance of oak trees. Beginning in October, acorns start to fall. Now, when I say acorns start to fall, I’m sure you immediately think, “What’s the big deal about a tiny nut such as an acorn dropping from a tree?” What you don’t understand is these nuts have a mind of their own. They don’t drop one here, one there, plink, plink, plink. No, they drop by the bucketful.

It honestly sounds like foot-falls across our roof. Park a car in this danger zone, and it will remind you of someone playing a desperately out-of-tune xylophone.

A hard-hat is required to stroll through the front yard without receiving head trauma. Once you acquire your cranial protection to move through this area with reasonable safety, you must prepare to walk as if you were stepping on marbles. If by the end of your jaunt you have made it safely (side stepping bodies of the unlucky ones) to the mailbox and back to the front porch with minimal damage, you may count yourself among the fortunate.

The squirrels, of course, love the deluge of protein sent their way to enjoy during the upcoming cold winter months. If you take a notion to find out what an acorn tastes like, and it doesn’t kill you, please let me know. I’d have enough food to last me till the cows come home . . . of course, that’s another blog.

Have a great week and may God bless!

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“Slo-Mo-Syndro,” Nothing But a Thing, A Significant Thing, But Just a Thing, None the Less

In the years I’ve been writing, I cannot say I have experienced a full blown case of writer’s block, although what has not skipped my sci-fi encrusted brain is what I  call the “slow motion syndrome.”

With “slow motion syndrome,” writing a paragraph will go something like this. In the first sentence there are no problems and you breeze right through.

With the second sentence, there is a definite pause and you must think before adding the last few words.

In the third sentence, you complete half and slowly finish the sentence one-word-at-a-time.

By-the-time-you-complete-said-paragraph, it-has-been-a-slow-arduous-task-to-say-the-least.

I guess one is just about as bad as the other, of course with S.M.S. you can see some progress, even if it is minuscule.

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Simple Can Take Many Complicated Shapes

I just completed my fifth novel, “Dalon Con.” (The Essence of Time). This was a spin off of a character that appeared for a page or two in an earlier novel, “Eden’s Wake.” It is, also, my first adventure into the world of time travel. Now that “Dalon Con” has been sent to the editor, until the first round of editing is complete, I feel it is my job to begin the next novel that will join the ranks of my arsenal. My first problem with this plan of attack is finding sustainable subject matter so that readers maintain an interest from the first page to the last.

In actuality, this is easier than it sounds. It can be a simple process if you will not over complicate your search and just pay attention to your natural surroundings. For instance, how about a duck-billed platypus? If you take a platypus, reshape his bill, add fangs,and lengthen his legs, you can make this new creation take to the air by adding a pair of wings. A few more exotic changes like this along with well-known creatures or humans and you’ll have an excellent start to your sci-fi, fantasy, or action adventure manuscript. Don’t discount the simplicity that resides around you, it may become the fodder for your next tale, be it a short story or a series of full length novels.

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Read, Repeat

You must surely have heard the saying, “…things that go bump in the night.” Unknown sounds can conjure up a plethora of subjects to write about, especially in the horror genre.

I must admit that horror is not my favorite genre, but there’s always room for a “scare your pants off” type of story. For instance, even though I tend to write science fiction/fantasy and action/adventure, I can easily make space for a little horror in any one of my usual genres.

I think this is something you will find throughout the writing world, even in the most popular books of all those written in the romance genre.

That’s right; even in the lovey-dovey, smooch-my-face, world of romance, there is room for some good old fashion killing courtesy of the beast-next-door.

On the other hand, it doesn’t have to be the beast or anything else next door. It could just as easily be the paranormal being residing in your attic or the monster tick, tagging along on the mutt out back.

In fact, a chunk of horror can follow any genre and rear its ugly head at the most inopportune times.

Did you see what I’ve done? I have taken one of my least favorite type of books and made it one that will not only stand out in any crowd but also be taken by most in a positive light. Happy reading to all you new horror fans!

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Too Much Time, Not Enough Time, Time After Time, Time And Time Again, C’mon Makeup Your Mind

I am working diligently on my latest manuscript. I write mainly in the science fiction and fantasy genres; however, this is the first time I have delved into the concept of time travel. Now, there’s a lot of things one can do bouncing from this time to that time, time after time. I suppose one could smack one’s own self upside the head if one had a notion to do so.  

My manuscript, I must admit, has a tendency to drive me a bit crazy. If there were only a few characters  this would not be the case, but keeping even a moderate amount of imaginary actors in their correct timelines can be a daunting task. It’s extremely easy to add another layer of difficulty to the mix when you write as I do. Some authors outline their entire book chapter by chapter before they begin writing. Me, I fly by the seat of my pants. It gives me more freedom to take off on an undetermined tangent which brings my book to life. In this way, along with my help, the book writes itself. So the next time you look at your watch, wall clock or sun-dial, imagine yourself in a different time setting even if it’s just relaxing in front of the television later that night. Me, I just may end up on a peaceful island reeling in a plethora of exotic fish. We never have enough time so use it wisely.

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Water, Water, Everywhere and Only a Few Quintilian Gallons to Drink

Our bodies can do without water for a short time. Deprived of H2O, dehydration takes over, we dry up, then die. Down through the ages, if you put it in a nutshell, the way we gathered water is a bit of a misnomer.

When we were hunter-gatherers, we drank from pristine streams originating in the mountains. As we became more civilized and built cities close to rivers, we drew water from the river in the same place we emptied raw sewage. We have names for periods of time such as Cenozoic, Mesozoic, Jurassic and so on. I like to call this water retrieval period, “Stupid in Reverse.”

Today most of the population drinks bottled water. Not so many years ago, I would have laughed had someone told me  I would be paying for it. The funny thing about this is, when I tested my tap water against the brand of bottled water we were drinking at the time, the tap water tested superior to the bottled water and by a significant difference. I even wrote a novel, Rising Tide, about a world inundated by water. There was land available but it was definitely at a premium. What it boils down to (no pun intended), is there’s water everywhere–in the ground, the air, oceans, rivers, streams, creeks, mud puddles and pretty much anywhere you can think of (except the arctic which is actually the most arid place on earth with deserts running a close second). So the next time you pick up that cool, clear glass of water, be thankful you’re not drinking from a municipal source a hundred years ago.

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