Author: nos4nus38

Finished!

celebration finishedFinished! After 2 years, 4 months, 8 days, I have finally finished my novel, 60,927 words, my first novel in 28 years. (I wrote 3 novels in the late 80s, and early 90s, but two of my manuscripts are still unpublished. In addition, I wrote and published 2 short stories and 2 books of poems.)

Even though I feel ecstatic, right now, today, I still feel like I haven’t accomplished anything, I feel unfinished. I say this because, in those past 28 years, I have outlined over 40 stories. And in that time frame I kept saying to myself, I have a job, I’m working so hard that I didn’t have time to write. I was enjoying life, also considering that I was married during the 80s and had children who bothered me every minute I wrote something.

I retired from a major auto company in 2006 and decided I had to follow my dream of being a writer. In those past 20 or 35, some odd years, I went to college and studied journalism, and I took a ton of classes in creative writing. It was time for me to start writing.

I never realized that I am a lazy writer. I enjoyed life more than I was enjoying writing. My mother had passed away in 2000 and I then decided that I would write a book of poetry, dedicated to her, “My Mother’s Garden”. But, it took me 10 years to have it published. Now that I think about it, I put it together and passed it out to my family and close friends.

The one thing I noticed, while writing this novel, that at the beginning of January of this year, the feeling came back. Way back when, I was a prolific writer, but mostly in journalism. However, the dreams of writing a novel flowed through my mind every second. I wrote because I liked writing, I loved it and found a passion for writing. That was then…

Even though I wrote 25,000 words starting that first day in November of 2016, for the start of NaNoWriMo – The National November Write Month, I just couldn’t put any more words together I had writer’s block. I couldn’t think of a word to put down on paper, I mean on computer. It just wasn’t flowing. Then something bit me at the end of January of this year.

On February 1st, I said to myself, “Let’s do this” and started writing again. At the time, I was at 33,000 words, I did write a little bit in January. I decided to write at least 1,000 words a day, my goal. The passion returned and I was feeling great about it, about my writing, again. With 25 writing days, and a few days of writing over 2,000 words, I finished yesterday, March 7th. I even wrote over 6,000 words those last 3 days.

I am going to write more this year and I really hope to start another novel, one that I outlined a couple of years ago. But first, I really do need to reread my story, edit the story, find someone to read the story and then find an inexpensive editor to edit the story.

In the meantime, I plan to start, next month, on another book of poems, my third, and a new short book, a compilation of 50 word stories, most of them written over the past 2 years. I just hope that passion stays with me; I have so much more to write…

For now, I have to cut that darn television OFF, and sit down and write more. I’m going to miss baseball. But, for the rest of this month I am going to read at least 6 book, that too is a goal for me, to read at least 25 books this year, 2 books a month, or, now that I think about it, just to nap everyday for the rest of the March. One way or another I am going to make something out of my writing life.

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My new celebration!

 

 

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A new tradition — for me…

cigar and champangeI am going to start a new, for me, tradition. I am 54,000 words into my novel. I hope to finish it by Wednesday. There was a movie, I loved, way back in the 90s about a writer and his celebratory finishing of his novel. A bottle of Champagne, a single match and a single cigarette. (Can you name the movie?) Me, I am going to substitute the cigarette with a cigar, though.

Really, a writer’s gotta write!

I am going to sit here and write for the rest of the day, today. Just as soon as I get off of Blogger, Twitter, and Facebook, wash my b’fast and lunch dishes, take the clothes out of the dryer and fold them, then I will will write until I decide to stop. Or, until the music stop, about 5 hours worth. A writer’s gotta write!

Coming soon!
I have finished 50,244 words, so far. I figure I have, about, 10,000 more words to write…give or take a thousand!
Hopefully, I will finish, writing, by the end of this month. At the time I will put my pen down (figuratively) and set my story aside for a couple of week.  Then all the good stuff starts.

How I write my novel…

once upon a timToday: I opened my eyes at 7:06 am this morning. A few inches away from my face was Tom, my cat. I noticed that my alarm didn’t go off; it usually goes off at 7 am. I asked my Alexa Spot, what happened to my alarm, she said, “You didn’t set an alarm for today.” Last night I was messing with something, I don’t remember what, but I do remember seeing the alarm pass by. I might have inadvertently turned it off. So, I ask Alex to turn on the fan, the kitchen lights and brew the coffee, of course not today, because I have beans, which I have to grind before I put the ground beans into the brewer and not my usual ground coffee.

I decided I would get up a little later today; Tom wasn’t having that. He, with his best effort tried to pull the covers off of me, so I threw the covers off. He decided just to grab my PJ top and pull on that instead. So, I get up, walk to the window and take a quick look at what is going to turn out to be a beautiful day. Tom decides to jump up on the ledge and watch with me. Jerry then decides it was his turn to enter the bedroom, but he is too fat to jump up to the ledge so just sits there.PICT1363

I put on my robe and head downstairs, Tom is at the bottom of the stairs, screaming, I am guessing he is saying, “Feed Me, I’m hungry”. I open the door wall blinds, then the kitchen blinds, Tom walking beside me the entire time. I pour myself a glass of water and take a vitamin pill.

I then recycle the cat food, of course, they don’t eat all of their food, they just want the wet stuff. I clean out their bowls and proceed to open a can of Turkey and salmon…yummy. Tom jumps on the counter, meowing nonstop. I give him the empty can and he goes to town with it. I open another can and put it into Jerry’s bowl and took both bowls to their eating spot. They dig in.

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Jerry Posing

I was going to make a bowl of cereal but decided to make oatmeal. I mix the oatmeal with a cup of water and put it in the microwave for 70 seconds. Coffee! I purchased coffee beans the other day, which makes for a better cup of coffee, in my opinion. I cleaned out the Alex controlled MR. Coffee brewer, ground the coffee beans and put it into the brewer.

The oatmeal was ready so I added walnuts, honey, and a banana, breakfast was ready. I went to my computer, fired it up and then opened the rest of the blinds throughout the house. First thing, check my Yahoo mail, Gmail, and my Comcast mail, and then it was off to Facebook. I had to find all the funny stuff and answer as much crap as I could.

When I finished with the computer, I got up and went to get that first cup of coffee of the day. I purchased some Starbuck’s Blonde coffee beans. I usually stay away from Starbuck’s coffee because it is cheaper, at Kroger, to get the Kroger brand, or for that matter any other brand. But I needed a change. I was surprised; the Starbuck’s brand was great! Will buy more, maybe…

Anyway, at 9 am. I asked Alex to turn on the television and watched about a half hour of the morning news, more for the weather than the news. At 9:30, I watched last night’s recording of AFV, America’s Funniest Videos. I need my morning laughs to get through the day and I was satisfied.

10:15 am. I asked Alex to turn off the television. I decided I was going to get out and do some fitness walking through the neighborhood, 5 kilometers. I had put my sweaty clothes in the dryer yesterday, so I was ready to go out today.

10:35, I had to take the recycled trash out and bring the trashcan back into the garage. I looked around for that stupid neighbor’s cat, he was nowhere in sight. I opened the Alexa app on my phone and closed the garage door and headed out.

One hour, seven minutes and 32 seconds later (1:07:32) later I returned home. I decided I was going to take a shower today; I take a shower, usually every day, but… I got upstairs and meditated for 20 minutes; I need that focus so I can write. When I finished meditating, I took a shower. I wanted to stay in the hot water forever, but I gotta keep the water bill low. My usual time in the shower is about 3 minutes.cat shower

Today I thought it would be best to wash my workout clothes and most of everything else. I stripped my bed and threw the sheets into the clothes bin. I took my regular clothes bin downstairs and threw them into the washing machine. I found out I have laundry detergent for one more load, so I will wash the sheets and towels on Wednesday.

12:55 pm. Lunchtime. I want to have a burger and fries for lunch. I looked in the fridge and notice I had no more beer. I finished the last can yesterday watching the Michigan BB game. I then noticed, in the fridge, I still had that pancake mix from yesterday. So, pancakes it would be. I then came to the realization; I would still have to cut up the potato. A burger and no fries or beer for lunch. Alas, I also had no more (veggie) burgers. But, I did have some of those veggie chicken patties.

Since I had the eggs out, I put two of them back on the fridge, I was going to have a fried egg with my chicken patty burger. Usually, when I cook an egg, I like them over easy. But, for a sandwich, I have to fried them just about solid. I mean, don’t you hate it, when you bite into your sandwich with an egg and the yolk squirts out all over the table and other places?

I fried the egg, on both sides, until it was done, I thought. I put the egg on top of the tomato, placed the bread on it and pushed it down. Egg yolk squirted out, it wasn’t done enough, oh well. I had debated to scoop up the yoke, from the cutting board, and put it into my sandwich. I just wiped it up…

1:03 pm. I again ask Alexa to turn on the television, I wanted to watch the news I recorded the night before, world news. Of course, it started with that guy who thinks he’s running the country.  Twenty minutes later, I shut off the television. I then check my tablet for the rest of my emails. Then headed to Facebook, again.

3:21 pm. I am writing, not my novel, but how I start writing my novel, right now. I need something to drink, so I went back into the kitchen and  poured the last of my wine into a wine glass, and then realized that I made some coffee. Not to waste the wine I gulped it down.

3:45 pm. I have written over 1200 word on this day, but not in my novel, even though I opened the story 90 minutes ago. Now, I will post this to my blog and hopefully, I will start on my novel by at least 4:30 pm.

More coffee…I should be writing…i should be writing

WHY…

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Why do my cats love to sit or sleep within and around my shoes…?

Why do my cats throw-up in my shoes?

Why do my cats, especially Jerry, only wants to sit on my lap when I am writing, like right now?

Why does Jerry want to sit on my lap when Tom is resting peacefully on my lap?

Why is Tom sitting in that box, one of those awful cat traps? KIMG0344 (1)

Why is it when I don’t get up early enough, Tom goes into the bathroom and knocks over the trashcan?

Why when the alarm goes off, 60 seconds later when I open my eyes, Tom is inches from my face?

Why does Tom punch me in the mouth the second thing after the alarm goes off? Oh right, he’s hungry.

Why does Tom argue with me every day? I can’t get him to shut up.

Why does Tom eat out of Jerry’s bowl and Jerry eats out of Tom’s bowl, when no one is looking?

Why, first thing in the morning, is Tom’s bowl empty and Jerry’s half filled?

Why is it when I sleep on my side, and I am only four inches wide at my shoulders, and Jerry only has four feet, why does he take eight steps to walk over me?

Why do I let my cats walk all over me?

Why does Tom sleep between my legs, when I like to roll from my left to my right in the middle of the night? Oh, now I remember, because he knows I will lay there and not kick him off my bed.

Why, when Tom sleeps between my legs, do I slowly as I can slide my leg by Tom so I don’t wake him, causing my leg to cramp up every time?

IMG_20161201_135651Why is it when I am watching TV and both or one or the other, is sitting on my lap and I have to go to the bathroom, I just sit there and suffer, because I don’t want to wake them because they are so cute?

Why do these cats eat plastic? Especially when I forget to put the bags up? I don’t need a sick cat on my hands.

Why do I hear Jerry, and sometimes Tom, run from the kitchen, around the living room, then up the stairs into the bedroom and back downstairs and in the Media room like nothing has happened?

Why does Tom run up the stairs, like a madman, (mad cat), jump up onto my bed and use his claws to stop? My down blanket is down 50% of its feathers.  I have sewn it up so many times the comforter is starting to look like Frankenstein’s blanket!1266643071687

Why does Tom always try to hump Jerry? Heck, they were both neutered when they were young. So where does that come from?

Why does Tom hump Jerry? That’s when the fight starts.

Why do Tom and Jerry start to play and a minute later…the fight starts?

Why does Jerry always grab the door knob to the basement, and then look at me? Oh right, I usually, without fail, get up and open the door.

Rodeo 004Why when I open the basement door Jerry never goes down? Tom, on the other hand, runs from were ever he is and charges down into the basement. I wonder what the heck are they doing down there?

Why is it that when Jerry goes down the stairs, after sitting in front of the door for about 10 minutes he goes down into the basement, then runs back upstairs like something is chasing him? Oh wait, its Tom chasing him.

 

Why are Tom and Jerry so funny at times? Oh right, they’re cats!

Why do I love Tom and Jerry? Oh yeah, because…cats!PICT1363

Resolutions – substitutions; Just say no to Resolutions

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It’s that time of the year again, time for Resolutions. I have posted many times that I do not make resolutions; I just plan and do the deeds. However, I say this every year and I do make a list of things that I have to do to keep my sanity, especially in the realm of writing.

I have been writing, but only posting to my blog. Why you ask? I gotta stop drinking, procrastinating and going onto Facebook, and watching sports, and…but I digress.

I am not going to get caught up in the hype of resolutions, on the first day of January. Besides, I think all resolutions are a precursor to failure. However, I personally find that there really isn’t anything wrong with failure, failure means, you at least tried.

What I am going to do, try and maybe fail, and or, try and succeed, well, there are a bunch of things that I must do for the year of 2017 and beyond. I really have to finish all of the below because, I am tired of eating PB&J every day, with water. I really miss eating steak, salmon, caviar, champagne…even though I am a vegetarian, I still miss em all.

My goals for 2017:

Finish the novel I started for NaNoWriMo, by at least by the end February, or at least sometime this year, “Marooned”. I am into about 10k words (that took me six days to write 10k words), and would love to end with at least, 60k – 70k+ words. I have had a cover created, which has inspired me to write the story, all of which is glued to a tiny portion of my brain.

 I have finished two books in my “fictional autobiography” series. Now I need to edit them and find someone to read them, for clarity. There are four more in the series to write. The main thing is to find a publisher. I would love to have this series published the old-fashioned, traditional, way. Self-publishing is not out of the question.

In past couple of months, I have come up a few new story lines, Time Sleeper, Day Runner, Comic Con and Surf’s Up. My plate is getting full, and I am hungry.

I started writing a new book of poetry, Haikus. The Haiku’s are in regard to the seasons.  I was taking pictures of nature, in the spring, summer, fall and winter. I think I have all the pictures I need. Of course, a few more won’t hurt, and I have written over a hundred and fleshed out many more haiku’s. However, I have over 500 pictures, which is about the amount I would need to finish writing.

In addition, I have finished two screenplays. Now that I found out about Amazon Storywriter, it should help me focus on my story with features such as auto-formatting, import/export of my favorite file formats. They have also announced that they are now welcoming online submissions of drama series projects and are offering new expansions to their open-door submission policy.

 

A new Web site! I took the last one down three or so years ago. My goal is to get one up and running in the next couple of months.

On 3×5 cards, I have written out 42 stories. Most of them I wrote over 30 years or so ago. It’s time to outline those stories and get productive this years.

I have so many other goals to accomplish this year, and as of the first of January, I can’t think of any resolutions.