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A Day at Sea

Day 1
The sun’s bright spotlight shines upon the seas azure stage.

The dolphins perform their salty song and dance.

The world seems perfect, safe.

Day 2
‘A voyage worth taking’, he’d said, ‘an adventure across the wild blue yonder’.

Day 5
Storms raged for three days and my stomach is now a world class gymnast.

Day 6
The morning sun, the seas calm blue glass, and ‘Land Ho’.

Day 7

The Door opens, a man walks in.

“Simulations over, exit on your left please.”

“Screw this crap. Babe, cancel that trip, were going to the Grand Canyon.”

For My Brother

Death, you thief.

You would pinch vitalities strength?

You would nick wills billows?

You would lift cognitions faculty?

You kleptomaniac.

You would rob memories clarity?

You would filch momentums progress?

Death, you thieving, callous brute!

You would steal my brother from me?

His life is not yours to take, look nigh, the light of his soul still shines.

Your minions: pneumonia, stroke and weakness, shall not linger long in him.

While life in him remains, the knight of my families love fights for him.

You cannot loot hopes flame.

You cannot purloin loves healing balm.

Thieving Death, you shall not prevail!

I write from the Hip.

Okay, so I am not sure if everyone who writes a fiction story has as much fun as I do when I write. I mean I read stories on blogs about how people struggle with what to write next, or what there next books characters are going to do. Me I write from the hip. I let it flow. All the scenes and the characters, they just fly from my mind to the screen.

Is this normal. Do other writers do this? Well I asked google and here is what it said:   read

Successful Fiction Writing = Organizing + Creating + Marketing

Created by Randy Ingermanson – “the Snowflake Guy”
America’s Mad Professor of Fiction Writing

Now I kinda relate to this guy, because our day jobs match up. However, I don’t agree with the organization routine. A story is organic. Its is spontaneous. I believe that a story writes itself. I have not been to college for writing. I went to college for Computer Science, explicitly for Software Engineering. Now one thing I can tell you about software, is that you have to think of every possible and impossible thing a user might do with it. That means you have to imagine, what they would do with it.

This is part of software design. Most software engineers are creatives of some kind. It takes a certain type of mind to work at the monotony of writing source code. It is gratifying when you solve a problem, or when something you wrote comes to life and actually gets used by someone however, in order to get to that point you have to imagine what that software would be like.

This is where things differ, I write from the hip. My stories are born not made. They come to me as easily as the wind blows the leaves across my driveway during the fall. There is no timeline, no story board, no silo of ideas and sub ideas, plots and sub plots; there is only the story. It weaves itself as it will. Now don’t get me wrong, all those things can be incredibly useful, and necessary sometimes when a stories make-up starts to get unwieldy. But there is no set in stone rule that says “that is who you must do it.”

Every line I write flows from the one before it. The story is rich and new, and the imagination is in full bloom in this way. When we let our imagination flow, without restriction, or confinement, we give it the wings it needs to soar to new heights, and that is where the new stories come from. The more you let you imagination have its way with you words, the more you find that what your writing has never been written before.

A Deadly Biblical Discovery

Detective Johnson was on site of the fourth homicide in as many days. The killer wasn’t worried about them finding evidence, because he left trays of it on his victim’s chests. It’s too early to know for sure if this one was his or not, but from the close proximity to the rest, Johnson would assume it was for now. There was no pattern. These people were random, with nothing in common. Matt Smith, Marco Tank, Lucas Holmes, and now this John Doe. Wait a minute, Johnson looked back at the names on the report, Mathew, Marco, Lucas, John. Acts!

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The Sun Rose

The Sun-Rose bloomed, fiery veins of hot orange light pulsed at her core.

Stretching out her limbs, she sought the warmth of the sun, its welcoming

blanket failed to greet her. The oldfangled song of the peewits, was absent

from the mornings lexis, everything was dark.

Fear gripped her tightly with the pure blackness of a sunless world. The

Sun-Rose pushed away the darkness, throbbing radiantly and burning away

fears onyx fingers. Eons of life prepared her for this day. Emblazoned, she

shot toward the sun, reviving it with flame, as a seed of sun-fire fell to

the world below

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An adventure in Flash Fiction!

The first book in my new series, The Key Masters Chronicles, is currently being edited, so, in the meantime, I have been looking for an agent. Well, the other day, I tweeted a question to a few of my friends, some of whom you may know, Kevin Hearne, Jay wells, Delilah Dawson, all authors of really great books. The question I asked was: what are the “do’s and don’ts of writing a query to an agent. Well, Delilah gave some great advice and Kevin said, “What she said.” 

So what did she say, you ask? Well, she said, go to QueryShark. Then read every query. Every single one. Her advice was so emphatic that I felt compelled to see why she was so passionate about this site. Well, let me tell ya, being a software engineer by trade, I often get paid to write in short unconcise sentences. Part of writing code is using combined words to complete an algorithm. This algorithm does not speak in complete sentences, it says things like ‘new Book = MyBook.By.Author’. So it doesn’t need a whole lot of explanation. It understands, go get the book by some author, without any description of what the book looks like, or how it got there, and what it wants.

So, you can imagine me trying to write a book, with a history of writing broken English well, let’s just say I am grammatically challenged and have a great deal of respect for picture book fanatics. So back to the point. I went to the site, it was not so much visually appealing as it was informative. I will say that, after searching the internet for some concrete answers to what you should and shouldn’t do when writing an agent query, I found that QueryShark not only informs you of both, but it gives you real life query submission examples, with the agents Critiques. So you know those commercials where their heads explode with amazement. Well, mine sort of did that.

As some have said, and I will say as well, it is an absolutely wonderful tool to have in your literary quiver. It gives you, a sort of, behind the scenes look at what works and what doesn’t. It’s awesome, and I am so grateful to have been informed of its existence. Thank you, Delilah Dawson and Kevin Hearne.

So, after reading every single one of the posted submission queries, I noticed that there was a separate site for the actual agent. So naturally I wanted to tweet her and say thank you. Well, Janet Reid Literary Agent had her own Agent site. So, I went to her site and what do I see on the cover page posted mere minutes from my discovering it? A post about a flash fiction contest.

Okay, so if you don’t know what a flash fiction contest is, it’s a contest that gives you a subject, a group of words, or a sentence and then you have to write a certain word-count, in a short period of time to complete it. Well, this particular flash fiction contest gave us five words to work with: scat, bop, diddy, cool, snap. We had one day to write the best 100 words we could, using those words or words that contained those words. It was a blast!

There is something about creating something from very little that gives the soul joy. We embrace the new with curiosity and wonder. I was completely taken aback at the ability to create such a depth of character with very few words. An emotion and a gesture, or the lack thereof, is a painting, which in itself speaks thousands of words. So without any further adieu, I bring you Chanzt the snap-scat kid from Brooklyn.

Diddy, Tennessee’s best scat master, had beaten Chantz, a snap-bop scat kid from Brooklyn, three years running. Diddy was up, his air of cool unconcerned confidence a clear message to the competition. Stirring the crowd into roars of applause, Diddy’s scat filled the stages speakers with his signature diddy-do-da-bop. It was over. How was he going to top that? They called his name, Chantz, stepping onto the stage, he looked out at the crowd. The mic in his hand, the beat in his ears, he scatted magic, and Tennessee had a new scat-master.

So there you have in it; not the best short fiction I’ve ever written, but a fun one none-the-less. I did not make it into consideration because, the word ‘diddy’ is not the word ‘ditty’ and even though I used it as the name of a character, I still implied it, allegorically speaking. Alas, you can’t win them all.  If you have never done flash fiction, try it. See what your imagination has to offer you, and let your imagination take you somewhere new.

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The wisdom of a father.

“No choice we make, will change the winds of fate. It is better that we use their billowing strength to set sail the ship of destiny ,than fight the current in the wrong direction.” -Gregory Blackwater

 

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The Last Key Master Book 1 of the Key Master Chronicles

 

All the Key Masters in Taurian have been killed and their craft has been lost. Eight hundred seasons have passed since Key Makers were abundant in the world. Their abilities have slipped into memory and legend. Yet one remains. One who refuses to use his power.We follow David Blackwater The last Key Master, and his companion Horse Bastian, across the plains of the Galton Valley to the Scaladium Forest and then into the Depths of Taenaria.

Taurian the giver of life is slowly being drained of her essence. She has called Blackwater to be her champion and to prevent the chaos that is striving to destroy her. Blackwater must once again use his Key Magic to travel into the depths of Taenaria to recover the one thing that can save Taurian. Can Blackwater and Bastian make it in time to prevent Chaos from destroying Taurian?

Find out in The Last Key Master Book 1 of the Key Masters Chronicles

 

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