Hmmm…

I promised a writing update, didn’t I?

In the midst of all the other craziness life has in store, I am pretty much always writing something.

My muse, in case you were unaware, is a tad bit mercurial.

She feeds on coffee, chocolate, and booze (and chili-cheese Fritos for fight scenes) and sometimes goes silent for extended periods of time. Those periods, however, seldom coincide with the times Real Life and the Day Job need me the most. Go figure.

Bonus: my self portrait from my photography class.

True to form – since I really have no time – she’s pounding on my skull with alarming variety and frequency. So, with all the changes to the Day Job, my college courses (yes, I am skipping summer vacation in favor of education), and the normal everyday stuff… she has me working on four different projects.

Yes.

Four.

So… maybe mercurial wasn’t a strong enough word 😉

One: Urban Wardens III

No, you didn’t miss Urban Wardens II. Editing is a slow process right now – can’t imagine why 😉 I had quite a bit of this one done but didn’t care for one of the subplots, so I had to go back and make some adjustments.

Two: The Bridesmaids Had Pockets

Not my normal sort of project, but one that’s turning out to be a lot of fun.

When I first started helping Eldest Spawn & The Boy plan their big day we had no time and less money to work with… so, with the insanity of it all still fresh in my mind (along with the Hold My Beer attitude fed by all the Plan Your Wedding in 6 Months for under $6K articles), I started a tongue-in-cheek how-to guide for wedding planning.

And yes, Eldest Spawn’s bridesmaids did, in fact, have pockets.

Three: Title Keeps Changing

Catchy, huh? Seriously, though… I’ve gone through a half dozen working titles and none of them actually work, so… hopefully I figure it out before the book’s done.

If you follow the Facebook page at all, excerpts from this one pop up on occasion: first-person, bad attitude, monster hunter. The one that parties with trolls.

Four: Untitled


This one is still very much in its infancy. It’s one of those projects where someone said something (commented on a photo, actually) and the muse wouldn’t shut up about it.

Here’s the picture.

There’s only a little groundwork on this one, so far, so I’m not going to give much here… but if you’re reading this, you’re probably a little familiar with my style so I’ll let you chew on the possibilities for a while.

There’s your update, friends. Pardon me while I go figure out how to mainline Black Silk.

Until next time:

Never give up. Never surrender.

No, seriously. Never give up.

Nightmares, Torture, and Hellfire

It’s Friday the 13th, so embrace your inner scream queen, serial killer, or hellspawn – ’tis the season, after all 🙂

The world continues its journey through the apocalyptic opening credits of a dark future horror story. We watch society unravel in six-second clips, threaten, abuse, and then wonder why no one else is bothered by the obvious problem (whatever the hell that is).

But there’s nothing new, there…

Like horror movie marathons at Halloween, my annual exercise in sleep deprivation & self-torture looms on the horizon… that’s right: NaNoWriMo’s right around the corner. 50,000 words in the month of November: that’s only 1,667 a day – unless you look at the number of days I won’t be able to write due to cheer competition, feast preparation, etc.

I’m going back to my NaNo roots – heading into the challenge with only a vague idea and hoping that I can power through to create something enjoyable.

The last few years, NaNoWriMo has defeated me. A combination of factors lead to the disastrous failures of the past few years but many of those factors are (finally!) off the table this year.

The project is tentatively titled Hellbound and will tell a tale of a half-demon woman at the center of a power struggle between good and evil.

I’d give you more, but that’s all I’ve got at this point. Keep watch on the Facebook page once November starts, though – that’s where the cool lines and word count updates will be 🙂

Turning back to something a little less fun…

Here in California, sadly, Hellfire is a very real thing as I write. Some of the state’s most beautiful places are being devoured by fire with no relief in sight. I live in the foothills of Central California. I’m used to dealing with fire: hundreds of acres, dozens of structures, weeks to achieve containment: these are the fires I understand.

The Hellfire that’s sweeping through the northern part of the state, though, is a completely different beast.

There are 22 fires across 265 square miles (686 square kilometers, for those with metric brains) with no relief in sight.

At least 1,500 structures have been lost in Santa Rosa alone.  State Farm has received nearly 1,900 homeowner insurance claims and more than 700 auto insurance claims due to the firestorm. Entire towns have been evacuated. The town of Willits is all but cut off from the outside world.

At least 26 people are dead with hundreds still missing.

The sheer scope of the whole thing is terrifying, even for those of use that are, unfortunately, used to coping with fire.

And there we have it…

A beautifully disjointed collection of thoughts, just dismal enough to be worthy of a minor sociopath with a flair for the dramatic.

Just remember – on Friday the 13th and always – I’m not a psycho obsessed with demons, explosives, rebellion, or the types of damage certain weapons might have on the human body… regardless of what my search history might lead you to believe.

Until next time, friends, be kind. It helps.