Friday, June 26, 2015

Coming Down the Pike

Life can be grandly spectacular (cantankerous). Curve balls and sliders will be thrown at you, and how you swing will determine the trajectory of your life. To say this year has been filled with surprises and let downs would be an understatement, but I'm not going to allow a setback to keep me from accomplishing those things in my life about which I am passionate.


With that, I've completed my most recent manuscript for what I hope will become my second novel. This particular endeavor was another work of determination, research, and a ton of time spent behind a keyboard. Better working on my book than dinking around on social media--although I must admit a certain affinity for doing so, but I digress.


This recent novel, the second in the Bill Evers series, is entitled Occam's Razor, and will once again take the reader to regions of the world they may not have ever seen, introduce them to a considerable amount of conspiracy theory, indulge their senses with a lot of action and adventure then finally overwhelm them with the spiritual and paranormal.


Once I completed the first draft of Occam's Razor my mind was already racing with plots for the third Evers book. As fortune would have it, ideas began forming and I began writing some notes and will soon begin performing research for the third installment. In the interim, however, I must admit a bit of self-indulgence while wallowing in self-pity.


Without going into detail about what was weighing heavily upon me a few weeks ago, I was reading a social media post thrown up on a friend's wall about the demons inhabiting his mind due to some of the nastiness he has seen while on the job. After swearing to himself that he would not work in that particular field again (never say 'never'), he was forced to step back into that arena in order to continue putting food on his family's table. 


Wow! His story put things into perspective for me and got me back to work on my book, because you see, I had put it down and mostly walked away from it for quite some time. Yeah, I would peck away on it here and there, but there was no real intent and vision for the last third of the novel. Then my friend posted his story for the world to read...and I was inspired!


No more pity parties, no more walking around like there was a black cloud hanging over my head. I put my nose to it and banged out the last portion of the book in two weeks. I felt energized and happy for the first time in quite a while, and have now decided on another book project that sways from my current genre, but it promises to fill a certain need I have for story telling and inspiration.  Just you wait and see what is coming your way over the next several months.  :)


Be well and be happy, y'all.  We're all we have you know.





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