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Stake your Stake in a Steak with a Stake. . .Then Enjoy

When I think of cooking, my mind naturally drifts to fire. To my wife’s delight, I would gladly take on all of the cooking duties that arose from an everyday dinner to the most elegant of holiday fare. Even the characters in the novels I write need a meal now and then to stave off the clutches of virtual page starvation.

You’ve heard the saying, The more things change; the more they stay the same. This indeed rings true, although we miss the notion that the more things change; the more they revert to yesteryear–case in point, cooking fuel.

Through the years, the human race has used everything from animal waste and wood to flammable fluid to cook food. This use of less than wholesome means to heat what we eat was the norm for some time. Eventually, electric coils were employed into the construction of modern day oven and cook tops, bringing the ease and a clean way to accomplish our much needed cooking duties inside safely.

So, after these kitchen innovations, why would we grab a bag of charcoal and step back outside to cook meat the primitive way, especially when it took us so long to make it indoors without burning the dwelling down by fire?

Why? I’ll tell you why. One word – –  flavor. Cook a meal on the stove top of a modern oven. You will find yourself dealing with anything from metal coils to flat European burners, glass cooking surfaces to the exotic ceramic. The next meal you endeavor to prepare, start with walking outside and loading the grill with charcoal or if plain wood is your thing fill the grill with dry hickory. Once, whichever you have chosen is ashed over, slap a slab of cow on the searing hot surface. When done to your liking, attack, and you will see why, sometimes, retro, is the only way to go.

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I’m ba-ack!!

You never really know how much you miss something until it’s taken away. I was recently hospitalized for three weeks, the majority of which was spent in the ICU. Things were moving so quickly I didn’t have time to consider much of anything. Finally, the day came I was released. I required an additional two weeks of physical therapy and rest to begin my recuperation. Those days staring at my computer were nearly unbearable, knowing I couldn’t work. I was jones’ing to write. I had left some of my characters in such precarious positions that they must be wondering what happened to me. Well sufficed to say, by the grace of God, I’m on my way to recovery and back to writing. You’ll be happy to hear that all my characters made it out alive (except the ones I had destined to experience an untimely demise). Once again, all is right with the universe. Oh. . . and if I haven’t mentioned it before: It’s great to be back !

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I Guess I Just Like the Name “Dalon Con”

images-2In the second book of the “Rising Tide” series, “Eden’s Wake,” I introduced a new character, “Dalon Con.” He only appeared for a page or two, but was pivotal to the outcome of the book. I found this interesting, as it shows the smallest contribution can have a profound effect on the outcome of any situation.

I decided that this act deserved more than a two page mention, barely enough to call an introduction. The only way to remedy this was to give this kind old man a novel to call his own.

I put virtual pen to virtual paper several weeks ago. I’m delving into what I would term as virgin territory, “Urban Fantasy.” It doesn’t sound like that much of a stretch since I usually write science fiction and fantasy; however, a small change in genre may influence writing in a major way.

It’s going well and I’m enjoying expanding on a character that was first encountered in an eerie wasteland, being the savior for a nearly dead protagonist. In the new book of the same name, “Dalon Con,” he alters his true persona, portraying a thirty something in a violent urban setting. He travels to his wilderness homeland to find his ward the Great One has given him to befriend in this hellish existence.

It’s amazing how we connect emotionally with someone who exists only in our mind…but I guess that’s what it’s all about.

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