The Six Hundred and Fifty-fifth Post: The One Where I Have No Clue What The Imaginary People Are Doing In My Head Anymore!

I really don’t know what to blog about today. The Tyro novel is coming along in drips and drabs because none of my characters seem to want to follow the outline I so generously gave them. It’s weird, isn’t it? Figments of my imagination are dictating to me the terms of the story that is my creation. Is this a sign of schizophrenia? Should I get better drugs and take more counseling?

My wife is reading it, and I have to wonder if she’s going to come to the place where they went off the map, as it were, and say “Ah – this is where it started!”

It started innocently enough. I was writing a scene, and it didn’t feel right, so I asked myself, as I do when I don’t like how a scene is developing, what’s the least likely thing to happen now? The idea hit me, and I wrote it down and now I’m here in a city I had no designs other than the name with a side character who is getting more screen time than the main character. I should trust the characters, as one of my writer friends put it. I do have to admit; this is a little more exciting than what I had planned. There are scenes that are going to get put into the novel because I am not going to let Tyro completely derail everything.

I honestly wonder if any other writers have moments like this. Moments where the characters derail the story unfolding in their head and now, they’re trailing behind their main character shouting at them to slow down so they can catch a breath. It’s wonderful, because it maintains interest in the story for me to write it, but it’s also frustrating because the writing pace slows down if I have no idea what to do next – which having an outline was supposed to fix. I think I’m going to just wing my next book. That does seem to be the best way for me to write.

Other than the side-mind mutiny, there isn’t a lot going on here. I watched the movie HIM, and to be honest…I’m glad I didn’t buy a ticket for it. Maybe in my advanced years, I am looking for more realistic horror. I can see what the movie was aiming for, and I can appreciate the message. I just thought the ending was a little…ill-conceived. I’m not going to spoil it, if you’re still interested. It’s a movie that definitely is worth viewing, but don’t take it too seriously. Especially if you’re a football fan.

Well, I think that’s all for now. I need to get back to the novel and see what they’re going to give Barnabas to eat. At this point, it could be a rabbit stew, it could be candy, it could be a handful of grass. I don’t know, but I can’t wait to see his reaction. Ta-ta for now.

The Six Hundred and Fifty-fourth Post: The One Where I Correctly Use a Sports Term!

These Story Engine cards are like crack for me. I;ve gotten then, and if I’m not writing the current project, I’m slapping prompt cards together and writing down the results. I’ve actually gotten three good prompts. One of them could be…a literary novel? *Gasp*

All of these prompts have given me an idea. Since I’ve cranked out nine so far, and there are some that are giving me fits of creativity, I am going to flood the zone in a literary sense. I’m going to work on cranking out books every month to every other month. Don’t think that I am going to sacrifice quality for quantity. I’m going to come up with a few more prompts in various genres. I’m not going to look for a hit book, or a genre that is popular. I’m just going to write. I’ve got access to editing software, so I can make a pipeline. Write a novel in a month – I know I can do this through my time with NanoWriMo – the following month can be editing it down while writing the next one.

Is it going to be a grind? Hell, yeah. Writing a novel in a month is hard. Doing is month after month is going to be grueling for me. Is it a goal that I can meet? I don’t really have a choice. I’ve seen that quantity that’s the key, but quality and quantity are not mutually exclusive.

Am I going to abandon the Ushabit trilogy? No. That’s the big project for this year, and I am going to finish it. While the other books are going to be done to be done, the trilogy is going to have the attention it deserves…even if I have no idea what’s going to happen next in the novel.

Well – if I am going to do anything, I should wrap this up and get back to work. Have a good day, everyone.

The Six Hundred and Fifty-third Post: The One Where I Give A Friend A Much Deserved Shout-Out!

As much as I wish the Olympics wouldn’t end, I need to get back to work. I don’t think I’ve written a full day’s work of words since the opening ceremonies. I want to write, I really do – but when I settle down in front of the TV, I get sucked into the drama of the sports. Even curling, and I don’t understand curling at all. Is there a beer frame? If you’re playing the Japanese, is it a sake round? All I need to know is that I need to get back to it soon. After hockey – I think all the speed events are wrapped up.

Someone who has a much better work ethic than I do is the author Erv Klein – a fantastic, writer, good friend and an all around great guy. You would do good to check out the link. He’s got a couple of books out there that are well-written…better than what I could put out. Grab one of his books – I recommend this one: Squat. It’s very well done and has garnered attention from critics. Seriously – give this man some attention.

I got something called The Story Engine and is looks good. It’s a bunch of cards to prompt story ideas. They’re divided into agents (characters), settings, and conflict. You mix and match them to get a good idea They also have booster sets for various genres like western, cyberpunk, gothic and horror. This will be good for me when I want to think of something, but my mind is stuck on something like cannibalism or genius loci…like I am. Is using it cheating? Not really. This is nothing more than what I do by cruising tvtropes.org or watch the news. Not that this is a contest or anything. I’m just making sure that the well doesn’t dry on me too soon. That’s really it for now. If you’ve heard any interesting Olympic news, feel free to drop a comment. Y’all have a good day

The Six Hundred and Fifty-second Post: The One Where I Chant ‘USA!’ in Between Bouts of Nausea

I am sick (not the cool ‘sick’, but the puking ‘sick’), and I am watching the Olympics – to say that I am distracted is an understatement. I haven’t written in a couple of days. I might try to do something today, but I am not holding out a lot of hope. I mean – I’ve got the Olympics on my computer right now as I am writing this. USA! USA!

I’m still editing The Show Must Go On, and I’m about halfway through the first pass – which is just checking for errors in typing, of which there are legion. The next pass is going to be more artsy – re-writing sentences that are clunky, trying to fix some plot holes. I need to get the first ten pages ready for April and the review. After that, I am definitely going to shop this out to agents and publishers. I’ve never felt so certain about a book like this one. I know that it’s not going to be the big money grab that I wish it would be, but it’s a start. I need to flood the zone as it were, and that I know I can do.

Ugg, I think I am going to sign off early. I am not at 100%, and I am tired of seeing the same three commercials on Peacock, with one of them being a commercial for Peacock. I hope that by next week I’ll have better news.

The Six Hundred and Fifty-first Post: The One Where I Point at the Clearly Marked Trail for the Main Character to Follow!

I don’t know what happened. I had a perfectly good outline for the fantasy novel – incomplete, sure – but it was perfectly serviceable one. No one was going to die (yet), and the main character was on her way to learning a trade.

The next thing I know, the main character gets some idea that she doesn’t have to follow along with the plan and makes her escape – literally. The big escape happens with her alone and now she’s wandering a field with little idea where to go, and I’m sitting behind my desk like a schmuck desperately trying to figure out how to get back on track.

An outline is not an opinion…

Does this ever happen to anyone else? Is it just me?

As much as I joke about how my characters are almost living things – this sort of stuff happens to me. I don’t even know why I write outlines when they’re going to get tossed aside like an old newspaper.

Wait — where are you going? I’ve got a very important plot point for you to do! Come back here!

It’s not like I’m against pantsing, but when I do that, I tend to write myself into a whole I can’t get out of. Plotting things gives me the chance to work out problems ahead of time. I’ve got novels I haven’t finished because I can’t think of what happens next. That’s what delayed Tribal. I don’t know how to end it with something that’s satisfactory.

I’m afraid that will happen with this – the big fantasy project that’s going to put me on the map. I don’t want that to happen. I want everything to go as planned. Dammit.

Hopefully, I’ll think of something to get her at least to the village, and from there have her learn the language so I can get over that particular hump. Not how I wanted it solved, but here we are.

Other than that, I am just waiting for April to pitch The Show Must Go On to an agent. I still need to the novel down a bit more and hopefully get some feedback. Anyone interested in being a beta reader? Say so in the comments.

That’s all for now. If you’ll excuse me, I have to get the slave back on track.

The Six Hundred and Fiftieth Post: The One Where I Begin the Long Slog and Short Post…

Tyro is becoming a little work-like now. This is where I have to hold steady. I have to remind myself this is only a draft – this is nowhere near being ready to be sent out for consideration. Heck – I’m only on chapter five of the manuscript and chapter nineteen on the outline, but I feel like this isn’t living up to its potential. I need to hold onto this feeling when I begin the editing process.

For the most part, I am following the schedule that I’ve put up for myself – nine hundred words for lunch, nine hundred words after dinner and a sensible snack (usually a bowl of ice cream) . I am going to, at the very least, finish this novel on time at the end of June. After that, I don’t know if I am going to work on the sequel or focus my attention on something else. I do have two finished novels that I need to edit and get out there. I think I might edit those down on the weekends after I get my mandatory words in.

There’s not much else going on. I am just up to my hips in work – might toss my hat into the ring for YA novels. I’ve gotten stuck on another idea and I might put that in a couple of books. I don’t think it’s going to be more milage from the other books, but we’ll see. I just need to get more productive this year. Really start hammering out the material.

Well – that’s really all for now. Wish me luck in getting the stuff out.

The Six Hundred and Forty-ninth Post: The One Where I Make A Discovery Only The Messy People Can Make!

In all the kerfluffle about getting Unbound started and starting the research in querying and researching for the World War One novel, I forgot I actually have a novel to be edited. The Show Must Go On is finished, and I was taking it through my writer’s group. Because we took a holiday break and we only meet once or twice a month (and to be honest, I am putting Unbound ahead of everything else), I’ve forgotten where I left off with The Show Must Go On.

So, what I am going to do is edit it down as best I can on my own – I already have some ideas on what to do in some scenes – and start querying with that book. The goal for this year is to get something out there and not self-published. Now, I’m not taking that off the table. If I can’t find a publisher or an agent for this, I am going to go that route. I still have the artwork for the cover on my computer (and I should move that to the flash drive where I keep everything else), so it’s not like I’m not prepared. I will safely say that this book will be going somewhere this year.

Speaking of years – I have the feeling that this is my year.

Law of averages, right?

Yes, I’m certain I’ve said that multiple times, but this time I really mean it. I have a goal and a clear path to get to it this time. I’m not saying I want to get to this and have absolutely no idea how to get there. I know where I am going. I just have to make sure that the rest of the Universe aligns with my goals. Isn’t there some saying about doing the work and God appears? I feel like that’s going to happen this year.

Speaking of organization, I made a spreadsheet with all my horror projects on it so I can keep track of what’s being worked on and what’s being queried. All of this is really me trying to focus my attention and will on getting published mainstream and/or mainstream adjacent.

I’m also going to start using TikTok to my advantage. I thank the BookFox YouTube channel for this idea. What I should do is ask #BookTok influencers if they would like a free copy of my book to review. If they say, yes – send them the book and hope for the best. I’m not going to aim for the ones that have millions of views, but I am going to aim for something that’s manageable – maybe 30,000 or something along those lines. Even if five percent get interested in the book, that’s 1,500. Even if half of that actually get the book, that’s 750 times the price of my book. That’s enough to get on solid ground. Might even be enough for the algorithm to give me a boost. I’ve got nothing to lose, right?

Well – that’s all for now, I do have to re-jigger my work schedule for editing on the weekends. I’m sure I can get Unbound finished in six months, and get the other novel edited in time for April and the Kentucky Writing Workshop. I might have a chance to pitch it to an agent.

This is my year. Finally.

The Six Hundred and Forty-eighth Post: The One Where I Stress Out The GPS!

Remember when I said that I wanted to set my next horror novel in the Ottoman Empire’s front lines?

Get in loser. We’re going to the Western Front.

Well, you see – the thing about horror that I have to pay attention to is the Other. The whole thing about the Other (an Ottoman soldier) surviving the horrors of war is by eating the flesh of the wounded and the dead is that it has to be something specific to him. If he’s among other Ottoman soldiers, then there’s a chance that the knowledge could be passed on to others. It kinda loses its punch. But if our Ottoman soldier is in the Western Front – there’s a lot more I can do with that.

Good thing I didn’t buy a lot of books about the Ottoman Empire, then?

When does it stop being a tax write-off and start becoming a problem?

I can see both sides of the argument. Making the German the Other in this story would make us a little more sympathetic to him (well, as sympathetic as we can get for a Hun) and his circumstances, especially if he’s put into a place where he can’t leave readily. Historically, there were Germans who served in the Ottoman Front, mostly as intelligence and training artillery. Whatever happens in this story, I want the historical aspects of it to be spot on.

However, having the Ottoman serving in the Western Front, which happened, can really key into our xenophobia, making the Ottoman the Other (The Other being a staple in horror) in more than one way. I’m still in the plotting stages of this novel, which I am not going to get to until year after next. Tyro is still the priority for 2026.

I am still outlining Tyro’s novel. I’m a third of the way through – Chapter 16 for those of you keen on numbers. I’m thinking this is going to have thirty-five to forty chapters at this rate. I’m slowing down a little because I am moving out of the chapters I have written in my head and moving into uncharted territory. It’s still fun for me, but I need to really buckle down and go when I am at the desk.

Well, the year is winding down for me. I am looking forward to taking a small break during Christmas – horror movies and hamburgers being a long tradition for me. If you have any suggestions for me, please put them in the comments below. I’m looking for some recent movies that I might have missed in the theaters. I’m thinking about watching Misery again. It’s such a classic horror movie. RIP Rob Reiner.

Well, that’s all for now. Just trying to settle on a spot for the novel and get the appropriate books bought and scoured through. I might stick with the Western Front because there seems to be a lot more information about it than the Ottoman Front. We will see.

Ta-ta for now.