It seems like the last four nights it has always ended the same, with plans to go into my office and write around 10:30 and hopefully finish by midnight. But with some of our boys not feeling good and scouts having a banquet I just didn’t make it. Have you ever been so determined to do something, only to lay down with your children, so they would go to sleep and end up falling asleep with them?
LOL, I did Friday night!
I got into the office to write today, in between loads of laundry. I have to be honest, the scene changed itself yet again.
As the Hyperwhirl grew Marky, Slash, Reamy and Nelty made it safely into the Wabasha Valley. However, as Kelso fell, face first into the sand, Zytor turned back to save him. He picks up Kelso and races as hard as he could towards the boundary. When it becomes clear that the two are not going to make it, the others form a chain and reach out, just in time to grab Kelso, just as Zytor through him forward and held onto feet.
They are pulled to safety, just as the Hypewwhirl slows to a stop…
Just after completing Book 3, I went back to a story I had started writing about the same time I started work on M,S&L called Barney & Lexi: Lost in Lawrenceville. I finished it as a shorter story at a mere 25 pages.
Then came a long needed break…
Now, I am happy to say that my first query letter for B&L in almost two years has gone out to the first agency in hopes of locating an interested agent. I am jointly writing query letters for both M,S&L and B&L keeping those hopeful fingers crossed…
After work, I immediately went home and showered and changed for the cub scout meeting and Lynden and I were off. The meeting seemed to fly by then back home for some wonderful chicken parmesan. After an hour or so of helping Lynden with his homework, we all had home made popcorn and watched a little T.V., then the boys went to bed. Around 10:30p.m. it was time to head downstairs to write. I began a scene that I have been thinking about for some time now, however, by 11:50p.m. I found myself dozing off, so I will have to work on it some more later. It really sucks getting tired…
Nearing the boundary of The Desert Location, Marky, Slash, Levy, Zytor, Reamy, Nelty and Kelso find there feet burning from the heat of the day. As they are walking, Levy witnesses a small sandwhirl (whirlpool of sand) off in the distance. They continue onward since the sandwhirl is fairly fair off. However, Slash notices the sand beneath his feet is slowly moving every so often. He shows Levy who becomes concerned.
Zytor recognizes this and hollers out for everyone to run. As the seven begin an all out sprint away from the area, the small sandwhirl begins to grow in size and appears to be heading in the direction. Zytor and Reamy, both realize what they are running from.
After three hours of carefully planning on what I would say, in hopes of finding success, in my first query letter in almost three years was something I read afterwards and felt very proud of. It was from the heart, yet, to the point. How things turn out, I am not sure, we will just have to keep our fingers crossed and hope for the best!
After an unexpected evening out by myself, I found myself in the kitchen of a friend to whom I have repeatedly said I would visit. I have been friends with singer T. Warren for almost three years now and have never visited his home. I pulled up, LOL, not realizing I was already spotted, and was greeted at the door by the ageless musician. I was introduced to his stunning wife Pam and began a three-hour storytelling session which had me hooked from the word go.
As a singer T. and Pam told of hard times and the inner peace of personal struggle. I felt like a little boy listening to stories around a campfire. It reminded me that (first hand) it isn’t about how hard one is knocked down, but how many times you can get back up and do it again. I felt a sense of passage of wisdom being handed down from a 60 year rocker to a 32 year writer.
Tonight, as I lay here on the floor in my living room, I think back to when I finished my first book, and remember the excitement that I had of completing something that so many put on there “To Do” list, but never do. I remember thinking of how I would “surely” get published by simply sending Book 1 in to a publisher. I began writing every T.V. show to say, “Hey I finished my first book”, LOL, thinking that would work, way wrong. I spent several hundred dollars in envelopes, stamps, photo copies and gas put “The Word” out there. That was over seven years ago, omg. I hope most authors would agree with me when I say that (to quote and AC/DC song) IT”S A LONG WAY TO THE TOP, IF YA WANNA ROCK N” ROLL! CALGON take me away. Take me back to when I had all of this zest and zip, before the real world of getting published handed out such beating’s. Lol, truth is though, there is no red carpet rolled out for us when we make such personal accomplishments, no one hands us a key to the city and say, “Oh, here, just to show you how much we appreciate your hard work, HERE!” It’s sad that it has to be that way, not just in the world of publishing but in anything you strive for, IT’S HARD, and though I would love to go back and pick of that ‘zest’ again, I have to be truthful in saying that it has made so much of a tougher writer than before. I’m a lot smarter (I think) than I was in 2003, and a lot more of a “road warrior” of sorts, for it. Tonight, I’ll end by saying, “When success is trying to swallow you up, grab it by the neck and say, I DON’T THINK SO!”
First of all let me apologize before hand if I drift off into gibberish while writing. I am remodeling our kitchen and it has me whipped, to make it harder, it is now 11:00p.m. and I can hardly remain awake.
My apologizes to you… as for Book 4,
Quaker instructs Captain Crig to send a solder after the Skeleton Key from the entrance door. Believing this is the second level to unlocking the Doomsday Device. However just before Crig can give the order for a single solder to return to the surface, Quaker interrupts and give the order.
Angry and changing his opinion, Crig begins to doubt his standing on the entire situation, all the while many solders are forming a retaliation.
I had it all planned, I’d have the boys to bed by 10 o’clock, and hopefully be finished writing for the night by 11:30p.m. WRONG! It was 11 o’clock when our second son, Ethan finally fell asleep and I had become groggy by then. I went into my office and sat down in my chair. The next thing I remember was raising my head off of the chair and seeing that it was almost midnight.
Needless to say that by then I was barely out of sleep mode and could not focus to write my own name, LOL. I went to bed without writing. Some people have written me and said that it has to be the winter season and the lack of sun that makes not only me, but thousands of others so tired early.
With one of the coldest nights of the year outside it is nice to be warm in my office, listening to our youngest son, Rylen, playing in his indoor tent. The cold always makes me stiff as a board most days.
Being warm though, I continued with Chapter 4. Captain Crig secretly is questioning everything he is a part of. His solders are beginning to question him. Everyone, has longed questioned Quaker. All is temporarily haulted when Quaker believes that he has figured out what (and where) the right key is. Quaker then commands Captian Crig to send one solder to the surface to retrieve the Skeleton Key from the unearthed door above.
Being commanded to do so greatly angers the Captain.