Oh The Holidays…

Christmas is almost here and I haven’t started shopping yet. Typically, I’m on top of my game but not this year. Writing has been put off to the side but I try to squeeze it in. Although, I feel like it’s not going anywhere right now.

It’s hard to get on the roller coaster of writing everyday. Even getting a thousand words seems like a dire chore that I’d rather set aside. Instead, I’ve been editing and going over some new stories in the works. There’s a novella I’d like to submit to a publisher and another novel I’m about half way finished with.

Aside from my writing world, we’re finally getting settled in the house and put up a Christmas tree! My future in laws didn’t want their big tree anymore, so I gladly took it. The holiday season is hectic and stressful, but I do like the beauty from the lights.

This year has had it’s challenges, but a lot of good has come from it. I’m very happy to be in my own place starting new memories. I hope to make many more.

I hope everyone is having a good holiday season! I better start my shopping now. 🙂

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My Favorite Books as a Kid

I just did a Books I’m Reading post, but thought I’d do a little throwback and talk about books I loved as a kid. This took me back to memory lane a bit, but here are a few. Tell me your favorite books when you were younger.

Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark by Alvin Schwartz

Gosh. These books scared the hell out of me. I remember my older brother reading them and I’d get nightmares. I’d read these again if I could get my hand on a copy. One short story I remember in particular was Bloody Fingers and from then on, I was terrified of the closet.

The Beatrix Potter Collection: Tale of Peter Rabbit

I checked Amazon but it appears the DVD’s are only available. I’m sure the book series is out there somewhere. I hope so, because I read these constantly as a child. The illustrations were also well done.

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The Goosebumps series by R.L. Stine

I think every kid in my age group was crazy about this book series. The TV show wasn’t too bad back then either. Then again it was the 90’s.

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I’m probably missing a few, but these are the ones that stood out to me.

 

Diving Back In

I did it! This weekend I got back in the groove and wrote more than I initially thought. It took me a long time, but I finished it. I’m trying to find a happy medium of being a writer and having an average life.

I think time off did me well. I’ve been catching errors that I didn’t before. My novel had a  lot of unnecessary fluff. It’s a work in progress that I’ll keep chipping away at.

How is everyone else doing with their current projects?

Writing Update

This has been a good week as far as writing goes. I’ve been getting back in the grove and enjoying the process. Here is what I’ve been working on.

  1. My horror, short story collection. I’ve been self editing, rewriting and adding more content. It will be a short read with a few of my favorite pieces. This will likely be my first self published work.
  2. Reaching out to freelance editors to help with my short story  project. So far, it’s been difficult to find editors who will work on shorter works but I’m hopeful someone will assist.
  3. It Watches. This is a novella I’ve been working on some time. A previous post I discussed this, When a Short Story Becomes a Novel, it’s based off a flash fiction piece I wrote. This week I just figured out the ending, which helps me write the story faster.
  4. Having fun!

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Let me know how your writing is going. I love hearing about everyone else’s journeys.

 

Where Do I Go From Here?

It’s been a hot minute since I’ve posted anything about my writing journey. To be honest, it’s come to a slow, painful crawl. It’s not that I don’t have material to write about. Finding time, energy and motivation can be difficult. I also have enough rejection slips to build a paper house out of. The voices tell me I’m not cut out to be a writer and I should quit right now. Then again, maybe the traditional route isn’t where my journey needs to go.

I’ve come to a point where I feel like taking a chance, since I have nothing to lose. Something in the works is I’m going to self publish a short story collection. This would motivate me to finish a project and say I’m an author. There’s a few other reasons I’m doing this, one being it is inexpensive for me to achieve. There is a title and a cover all picked out. Hell, the cover is already made. I’ve just been keeping it tucked away while I mull over what to do next.

There’s still a lot to learn about self publishing like formatting, uploading it to Amazon and so forth. I’m looking at this as something fun to do and prove I can do it.

So where do I go from here? I’m going to build my own path. Let me know your thoughts or if you’re in the same boat.

 

Trends

One problem with getting published is trends. What is popular? What are readers craving? There’s a lot of discussion if writers should follow trends or not. I can’t write something based off a trend. So if unicorns riding Segways becomes a must in stories, you won’t see me writing it.

It does makes sense why good stories get rejected. Maybe the topic was all the rage two years ago, but now the market is saturated, and everyone else is sick of it. It’s time to move on to something else.

I’ve found a good way to identify trends is reading Literary Agents requests when submitting books. This may not always be the case, but I wonder if it’s because they’re going off what readers want or what will become popular. There’s no way to predict what will be a best seller, but one can try to be proactive in that aspect.

Anyone else have input on this? What are your thoughts?

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No Service

This is a dark, flash fiction piece. 

No Service

Every week I dread it, the drive to pick up my son from his mother’s house. My son isn’t the one I despise. It’s my bitch of an ex and her new husband. They love to shove their new life and wealth in my face. Why else would they live in a mansion in the middle of damn nowhere?

The drive consists of winding roads with no streetlights for miles. Not to mention it’s two hours from where I live.

Stupid bitch.

She did this on purpose.

My hands turn to crank the radio but there’s nothing, just static. Not even one damn channel to listen to. At this point I’d listen to classical, it’d be better than the silence.

Night has already settled in, casting gloominess to my mood. I reach for the bag of peanuts and shove a handful in my mouth.

I round a corner, going faster than I should when something catches my eyes. Someone is lying in the middle of the road.

I swerve to avoid crushing them but the wheel slips from my grasp. The car is reeling out of control as I grip it tight and put it back center.

My feet slam on the brakes as the car slides to a stop. The fresh rain made the road slick and I’m lucky I didn’t drive into a ditch.

My breath is ragged as I calm myself down, thinking of how close I came to losing it. I breathe in and out, just like therapy.

I crane my neck backward, the body still in the middle of the road. Not moving.

“Shit,” I mutter.

I reach for my cell phone to call for help. I dial 911, but get the No Service signal.

“Of course,” I toss the phone in the middle console and step out of the car.

I approach slowly, creeping like a panther. “Hello? Hey Buddy!” I call out.

Nothing.

Silence.

Zilch.

The man’s face is crooked the other way. I kneel down to get a better glance and roll him towards me.

Shit.

It’s him. Her new husband.

Blood pools on the concrete.

He’s in a jogging outfit; someone hit him and took off. Not that I blame the culprit because he’s such an asshole.

“Shit.” I say again. My hands rub the back of my hand till it hurts.

His chest rises and falls, he’s alive. What should I do? There’s no way to call for help. If I move him I could do more damage, but I have to take him with me. It’s the right thing to do, isn’t it?

I mean, I couldn’t just leave him out here, in the middle of the road, dying.

Or could I?

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