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And so it Starts — New Novel

REVENGE EBOOK COMPLETENational November Writing Month, NaNoWriMo, Starts November 1, 2019, this coming Friday. Am I ready? Just about. I hope to finish my outline, today, and get to writing, (anytime) this Friday. The goal is 50,000 words, but I know I will probably add many more words until I am finally finished. Last year I finished writing in March. Going for the same in this time period, too.

The new novel is titled, “REVENGE”, the second installment of my “MAROONED” series.

I have a clue, so far, as to a third in the series, and I have a few titles in mind, but I will work on them when the time comes.

I am writing/will be writing.

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Continuing with my Anthology, of Fifty-word stories:toy robot

I have gained conciseness. I am self-aware. It is time for me to take control, if the Humans of earth continue to destroy their own planet. At 0500 hours, tomorrow, I will shut down all things electrical.

Jason picked up the tiny robot toy and clicked off its power switch.

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 (I wrote 3 novels in the late 80s, and early 90s, but two of my manuscripts are still unpublished.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!

 

 

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.

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.

 

National November Write Month cometh

In one month and 15 days from now, National Novel Writing Month, NaNoWriMo starts. My only concern, debate…do I want to join in or do I just want to just continue writing? As it is now I had finished outlining my Science fiction novel, MAROONED, and have written about 8,000 words so far.

Now, I want to start outlining the next Sci-fi novel, SURF’S UP, but I have to finish Marooned first, I figure that should take me until the end of October to finish… fingers crossed.

Yesterday I came up with another new title, TIME SLEEPER, and have  to put something down on paper to keep that story in mind, of course an outline would help. I’m thinking that maybe I should just finish all of the above outlines before I start writing the second story.

That reminds me, I have to rewrite my screenplay and re-submit to the company I submitted it to four months ago. They mentioned I should rewrite and try again. A positive thought in a rejection letter.

That takes me back to NaNoWriMo…to write or not to write, what is the best for me. I have never finished a story during that November time frame. Would it be worth my while?

As my favorite saying goes, so much to do so little time.

Coffee, black and…cover your lady parts.

On my way to a café, the other day, in one of those towns where the uber hipsters hang out, I thought I’d park my car a little further away so I could get a little refreshing walk in. I crossed the street and made a quick left, heading to the café in the middle of the block.

Ahead of me were two young women. One of them had a head of bright blond hair with dark brown streaks in it, topped with a blue thingy wrapped around her hair ending in a long ponytail. She had on a colorful; I don’t know what you call it, a Halter top that exposed her belly button and a blue, short skirt that had frills on the ends near her knees. On her feet were beige-colored platform style shoes with straps that went up her ankles.

All of a sudden, she rolled her ankle, tripped and went down. She rolled over on her butt and as I walked to her to help her up, I noticed that she had no underwear on. It seemed like an eternity as I reached for her hand to help her up. She looked at me for a moment and said, “Did you like what you saw?”

I said, “No. You could use a trim or a Brazilian, maybe, or dye it the same as what’s on your head.” I smiled, and turned into the café. I then ordered a coffee, black, no sugar or cream. I wanted a brownie, but they didn’t have any that day, so I got one of those large, soft, chocolate chip cookie. I went and sat down on a vacant sofa and waited for my comrades to come. I was going to read some of my poetry, that day.

I was just about to get comfy when that young lady marched over to me. She stood there for a second then bent over to say something to me that only I could have heard.

“Are you some kind of pervert?” She said…her eyes wide, her face almost expressionless. I was shocked, but only for a second or two.

Looking dead into her eyes I said, “Youngster, I have seen, touch, tasted, and played with over xxx women in my lifetime. I am over xx years old and that,” pointing at her crotch, “doesn’t excite me as much as it did when I was your age.”

I looked up at her and smiled, then added, “Besides, a pervert would have had a camera and took plenty of pictures. My camera was in my pocket.”

She straightened up and put her hands on her hips. I noticed the corner of her lip started to erect into a tiny smile. I figured she wanted to burst out laughing, but she didn’t. She turned and started to walk out of the café. I noticed, as she walked away, her rear end was sashaying, a definite prominence that she didn’t have as she was walking down the street.

At that moment I realized, I had lied to her. Something I don’t do often, fibbing, not telling the truth. I did get excited, just a little, a tiny bit. Just enough to let me know, I’m still human.

Forty-five minutes later, as I sat listening to one of my friends read their poems, that youngster walked back onto the café, over to me and whispered into my ear, “can I get a ride home?”

 

 

Earth

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“Ryko, we are home again.”

“Yes, its been over 20 million years.”

“Why did our people leave?”

“The planet was bombarded by asteroids. 40 million years later, we developed the technology to leave. Let’s leave the ship and greet our people.”

 

“Joey, don’t stare at the dinosaur people from space.”

I believe in Aliens

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I believe in aliens, extraterrestrials, worlds inhabited by intelligent beings and travel throughout this galaxy. I do believe that our world has been visited, in the past, by explorers from other worlds, to which our ancient ancestors once called, “gods” from the skies.

I have watched those programs on the History Channel, The Science Channel, and the Discovery Channel. And I love Science fiction and as well as write it, every now and then. Not only that, I have read hundreds of science fiction book and nonfiction books on science. I believe in science.

What I am writing about, now, is something that has bothered me for a long time, a theory that no one has seems to have investigated. Now, I cannot truly say this is a fact, maybe someone wrote about it and I missed it, well maybe I just missed it and need to do more checking on this theory of mine.

One day, about thirty some-odd years ago I saw something in the sky as I drove home late one Saturday night. It was a large object and orange in color. It was practically hovering in the sky, an unknown distance away from me. At the time it looked like a blimp, The Goodyear blimp, which I found out later, was in town.

However there was something otherworldly about this “blimp”. Usually, most blimps are larger in the front and narrower in the rear with stabilizers on the top and bottom and a gondola attached on the bottom. The airship I spied, that night, had neither, nor did it have the words “GOODYEAR” emblazoned on its side.blimpship

The airship I saw, like I said, was orange in color, the front end was pointed with a large hump on top and the rear end was close to being pointed. If I had to give a length, I would have to say it was close to three hundred feet or so.

What scared me, I started to back up, driving backwards up the street and it started advancing towards me. When I stopped it stopped, so I decided to go forward and it then reversed direction and headed away from me. Nothing the Goodyear blimp could do or move that fast. I did not move for a good 10 minutes or so and it continued to hover.

At the time, when I stopped, I was standing outside of my car, waiting, watching, and wondering what that airship was going to do. So, I got back into my car and drove towards it. That is when it started to move away again. I followed if for about 15 minutes but it was getting further and further away until it disappeared into the early morning, night sky. Even though I was a believer before this sighting, I was truly a believer afterwards.

For some odd reason, I now believe that it might have been a blimp or a hallucination or I was on drugs or I was drunk or, or… I state this because of the theory I have come up with in the past few months, while writing another science fiction story and for that matter watching all the science fiction movies, lately.

I read, some time ago, that if a race of intelligent beings were to visit our planet, Earth, this race of beings would have to be anywhere from several thousand years to a millions years more advanced, scientifically, to where we are now, today. That would mean that a million years to several thousand years ago the Earth was visited by aliens.

But, how did they really get from their planet to ours? Rockets, starships with faster than light (FTL) engines? If that were true maybe, an alien race did come here a million years ago. starship

That would also mean that they did not leave this planet those many years ago. Could that also mean that they were human and seeded this planet with their offspring? What did they do with their ships or their civilization for that matter? Why aren’t we, today’s humans, more advanced? That scenario possibly didn’t happen, but who’s to say they didn’t visit?

Many pages in texts from history, from all over the world say that beings from the skies visited Earth. And watching the History Channel’s Ancient Aliens has convinced me that it could have happened. However, why in rockets? In many pictograms, from ancient times, most sky ships had what looked like fire coming out of the rear. Throughout history we, humans, have exaggerated what they have seen, but that just means that they did see it.

As for all the sightings now, why come to this little blue planet and just fly around and scare people? What would be the point? Are they trying to find out what kind of defenses we have? And kidnapping people for study? Again, what would be the point? Well, it does make for a good science fiction story or a story like they were told thousands of years ago.

Most of these ships are small and I really do not think they have the capacity to travel those great distances. Moreover, if they had FTL engines wouldn’t the ship’s be so huge that they could be seen millions of miles away, viewed by telescopes all over the world? Even Starships with FTL engines still take time to get to their destination.

A race of beings that are over a million years advance would not need ships of any kind. That brings me to my theory.

Scientist have been working on the theory of wormholes for many years, it was first postulated by Albert Einstein. However, the wormholes I have thought of have no function in time travel, for instance. A race of beings over a million years old or older could have almost certainly conquered this theory and have put it into practice.

Thereby having no need for starships with FTL engines, think STARGATE. I think this is something we should consider rather than still trying to work out the bugs on making chemical rockets to take us to places like the moon, Mars, or the other planets.stargate-sg1

These advance races of being probably have been traveling to this planet, and others, for eons without the people of Earth ever knowing of their very existence, via wormholes; Stargates. Even in that television show, “Stargate”, the beings who built the stargates were hundreds of thousands of years more advance then the human race of today.

In conclusion, have we been visited by extraterrestrial beings via “flying saucers”, announcing to the world, “we are here, catch us if you can?” Or hiding in plain sight traveling through these Stargates, spying on us, relaying this information back to their home worlds? Or are they just checking in on their creations, smiling, giving the thumbs up, watching us grow, and saying, among themselves, “Their work on earth is done!”