That’s a pretty big number. If your goal is 50,000, you’re plenty close. Why does it seem so far away?Continue reading “45,300”
It’s been a while, but I previously posted a bit on how the voices in your head sometimes take over your story. Oh, wait, I just said what this entire post is about. Rats.Continue reading “Character Hijackery Part II”
I’m working on my third million dollars. Yes, I gave up on the previous two…
So, now I’m, like 27,000 words into a new novel – 27,033, but who’s counting. But this evening, while trying to find the new one on my cloud drive, I came across the other novels I’d already started.
Let’s see, there’s an English murder mystery – sort of a non-starter because I’m a terrible mystery writer (can’t keep a secret).
There’s a story about a fictional European country attempting to convert a 104-gun ship of the line into a 50-gun razee. That one’s kind of interesting, actually – my homage to the Three Musketeers.
How about this? A teenage kid gets into a series of scrapes with the family car, only to find there’s a family of miniature people living inside it. Clever? Witty?
How about a re-imagining of a book I’ve already published but seen through the eyes of a thirteen year old black slave girl?
All right, one more: a foppish, wealthy English land officer buys a privateer to rescue his failing career, only to find his crew has much darker plans.
My darling wife told me I’m a humorist, and should only write a story that I’m happy to tell.
Sooooo, this new book springboards off of my also-already-published novel Droppington Place – admittedly not a great book – and has fun with the main character Winchester Penrose, a misbegotten sawdust man, and his ten-year-old companion and their adventures in trying to get home. Yes, it is odd, but it makes me happy.
I imagine the point is that you have to knock on a lot of doors to find the story that makes you happy.
We’ll talk more when I finish this one…
I think I won my battle with the Phone Pirates, or maybe they won. It’s a bloody tale of disruption, disorder, and misery!Continue reading “Avast, Ye Buccaneers!”
My novels, well one of the ones I’ve published and two that I’m working on, are about ships on the deep blue sea. But those ships are in the sea, not down at the beach.Continue reading “I Don’t Like the Beach”
Yesterday I was out for my noontime stroll because one simply must keep the ticker going, when I distinctly heard a very unhappy cat.Continue reading “Go Kitty Go”
I almost titled this post “The Pirate in My Pocket,” but then realized that could be a serious double entendre. But I digress… I admit it. It’s me. Uh oh.Continue reading “I Am a Phone Pirate”
G.B. Trudeau, the cartoonist behind the legendary Doonesbury cartoon strip, said something unusually profound today. Even I got it!Continue reading “Doing that Thing that You Do”
Oh, I used to have one, I promise. And it worked pretty good. But it’s gone now, that brain o’ mine. Been thinking about putting up posters on the light posts: Lost Brain, pinkish gray in color, answers to “hey, moron…”Continue reading “The Island of Lost Brains”
You’re a writer, you know how it is. You write. You have to write, not because it’s your job, but because it’s like breathing.Continue reading “Always Writing”