Long Week

This week, well these last two weeks, have been extremely busy. Work and writing have been productive I guess you could say. I received one of my first writing jobs this last week with a long time friend of mine. It was just editing, but it was nice to know someone could trust my writing skills and let me put it to good use. Also, there are many people that I thank in my life for helping me grow as a writer, as well as, a person, but I will say there are many that I sometimes don’t remember because I have many people who support what I do. I wanted to sit down and thank one person specifically that has been through everything from the good, the bad, and the ugly. This person has especially dealt with the many rants that have come with working and trying to make it as a writer. Her name is Jennifer.

I’ve known her since first grade, and I know there have been so many instances, where I don’t deserve to have a friend like her in my life. In the last few years, I have lost many friends in my life the last few years because of my episodes of depression, as well as, my multiple rants about work, but Jennifer has been there to talk no matter what. Yes, we do have our little fights, but we always seem to work our way back around to say sorry and attempt to move on from it.

I just wanted to sit down and thank some one that has really been a great influence on my life, who has really pushed me to follow my dreams and been there through it all. Especially during my times of need when I was suffering from depression. If I didn’t have a friend like her to talk to, I don’t know where I would be right now. Thank you, Jennifer, for being there and reading every single piece of writing that I do from my blog to my novels. Thanks for being here and not making me a second thought when I’m going through my asshole episodes.

Bullying, Really, Dude?

Alright. I just woke up so I’m browsing through some articles in my news feed, and watching the news on television. I’ve come across a number of bullying articles, and I keep pondering the question, why the hell is this still going on?

There are too many cases of teenagers being bullied and taking their own life because they can’t handle the harassment anymore. It extremely saddens me to hear.that a parent says they have talked to their child about the subject, yet the parent bullies others in front of their child. It just makes me wonder if they only talk to their child just to make themselves feel better.

I want to point out that I have never talked about this or let anyone know what happened when I was younger. I remember on multiple occasions I was alone in the bathroom at school and these two guys would come in at the same time I would. They would watch me from the sink on the very end, where they would hang out and just talk trash about administrators and teachers. Well, I usually ended up getting the bulk of the beating whenever they saw me wash my hands.

They would approach me and ask me questions. I was a shy and quiet kid at the time who wanted to avoid confrontation. They asked me if I had ever been beat up? Have I ever been in a fight? Sometimes they asked, if I was too stupid to understand what they were talking about? (This last question was because I had to go to a separate language counselor because I had a hard time pronouncing words properly.) Well, on multiple occasions I was pushed around, and one time I was outnumbered by four guys. They never hit me in the face because they wanted my bruises hidden under my clothes.

I never told anyone about this time of my life for fear that I would be in trouble with them. I only saw one person watch me get beat up and a few minutes later administrators came in to stop it but by then, they had stopped hitting me and the teachers asked all of us questions. I never did snitch on them. I kept it hidden, and I never heard a word from my parents about it because the school system never told them. They didn’t even try to discipline these guys cause there was no proof, but honestly  I should’ve stopped that.

I know that was a long time ago, but the effects it created could be positive, as well as, negative. I just wish I knew it was okay to report people like that, but I was too young to understand there would not be backfire for getting these guys off my back.

Anyone else have to deal with bullies, whether it was you, a friend, or your child? If so, how did you handle it?

 

What to do?

Has anyone ever contemplated whether to A) Write B) Clean or C) Relax and just enjoy doing something else. Right now, I’m stuck in between these three categories. I started cleaning when I got home from work. Now, I’m contemplating whether I want to progress with my novel, or if I want to sit down and play Destiny for a little while. I know I really should write because as a writer professionalism is the key to becoming known and gaining more knowledge about the craft. It’s just really hard sometimes to sit down and really want to work hard. This is me being completely honest. I know I love to write, but so many distractions hinder me from wanting to finish and excel at my work.

Alright, here on out, games come last. I want to hit a little over 10,000 words a day, but I’m barely tipping the 3,000 marks every day. I even took down a cup of coffee to try and keep me energized with some caffeine. Like I said before, procrastination is a long and dirty battle that we are all probably going through as we blog about our lives, or teachings. So I’m taking a stand and telling myself to look at my future possibilities. Will I choose to continue to play games, work for the same company, and stay stagnant with my writing? Or will I be the guy that actually publishes 3-4 books a year, and creates an audience that is empowered by his words?

I really hope I can find a way to be the second guy. Time to write. I’ll try to answer messages later. Thanks to everyone who has taken the time to read my blogs and kept me excited everyday this week. Sleep well!

Work All Day

Sorry for the late replies on the comments earlier today on my author page, as well as, Walker Talk. I’ve been working since 9:30 am and just got off at 8:45 pm. I know for some of you that is a cake walk but it was like torture not being able to sit down and write away at my new novel.

I started reading this book called “2,000-10,000″ by Rachel Aaron. I will say if you are a writer, this could be a nice little read for you only because she gives you professional ways of being able to write faster. I’ve actually started taking her advice and logged my hours and numbers every time I sit down to write. Honestly, I think this method is actually helping me only because I never thought that in the afternoon and at night I write a whole lot more than I do in the morning. Plus, it’s a time I really enjoy writing. When I hit seven days, I’ll post my logs up here on my blog to show you the progress so far. I would definitely love to eventually be able to write 10,000 words a day, but I’m going to have to start disciplining myself. No video games, No tv, and no wifi until I write 10k a day.

Now, what has been on my mind all day? Over the last four years, I have used my nightmares as a way to write my stories. To be quite honest with you, they actually have started to not feel like nightmares anymore, but I had one dream last year that has really stuck to me cause it scared the living crap out of me. It literally woke me up and had me curling up next to Nadine with tears in me eyes (Yes, I do get a little emotional when I have these dreams.) Anyways, I want to share it with you guys because I thought about it yesterday while scribbling down some notes.

I was at Wal-Mart with Nadine, and we were about to check out in the Garden and Outdoor department. We were sitting there at check out talking about what we were going to eat for dinner that night, when the customer in front of us was getting frustrated with the cashier. We were both taken aback by the things the man was saying, but we didn’t expect him to pull out a pistol. Everyone ran away to different corners of the department and store as the lunatic started firing bullets in different directions. Nadine and I ran down an aisle in the garden department, but something didn’t feel right when we hid behind some cardboard boxes. Nadine’s eyes were wide open and her expression was of utter shock. At first, I didn’t realize what had happened, until I found that she had blood on the naval of her shirt. A bullet had pierced through her back and out of her belly. I pulled her close to my body and hugged her as tight as I could and cried praying to god that this could not be happening. It felt so real, and the scary thing is, I really don’t know how anyone could handle a situation like that. Even just writing about this dream still makes my heart sink to my stomach to the point, where I almost want to puke.

Have you ever had a dream that felt so real you had to grab the person next to you to make sure they were still alive? Have your ever sought out to find out what the dream may have meant in the first place to have it?

 

What’s Important?

I have contemplated this question for a very long time, and I think I have found the answer for myself. I know everyone has their own goals in life and I did too, but I feel like I lost sight of what truly was close and dear to me. In high school, all I thought about was the next step in my life. How I could make millions, and how I could become famous. I think a lot of us may have been there at one time, and a lot of us had more ideal views of what would happen once we went to college. Well, for one, I don’t think I have too many friends from the same group I hung out with back then. They have all kind of found their own life and no longer exist in the life I’m trying to build for myself. I know for a lot of us it may have been tough to hatch from our shell and move on with our life to start anew. Then again, some of us it was probably easier.

I just want to say at this current moment, I am satisfied with most of the things in my life. I know when I became an assistant produce manager, I was very miserable and unhappy. My work schedule interfered with a lot of the family activities that were going on. I would miss birthdays and even vacations set up for us all to go to. I think I missed a few of my cousins graduations as well because of work. So why did I do this? Well, simply put, I didn’t have the freaking balls to tell upper management to shove it up their ass. Now, I’m pretty sure I’m more vocal than I use to be because honestly, I have discovered something more important than a job that requires you to skip family events and to miss out on once in a lifetime moments.

Yes, I stepped down as an assistant to pursue writing and a better job. I am still searching for that better job, but I feel like my writing has strengthened and I actually enjoy writing now. It wasn’t like this back when I was an assistant though. No, no, no. When I was an assistant, I was working between 53-60 hours a week. My pay was cut in half after every 10 hours after 40 hours. Everything I did was wrong, and I was pretty much claimed as the idiot of the group. The reason all of this happened was because of the lack of training, the lack of help, and the lack of competent upper management. Plus, the corporate stranglehold was a huge reason I decided it was time to let it go. Now, I’m just working part time for the same company and waiting for that moment to be able to walk away and enjoy that job that is waiting for me.

Anyways, back on topic. What is important in your life that makes you live and breathe?

I live for my family, and I live for my fiance. I am no longer under the impression that making loads of money and being the spotlight of every magazine is the life I need. Oh no, that could never be the life for me. I know that I would rather know that someone loved me for me, and I had people around me that actually cared enough to help me in dire times than be around people that made me feel empty inside. I remember having people in my life that told me they actually truly cared about me and in the instant of a single argument have disappeared from my life for good. I’ve been in arguments with my family, and they have always been there for me. Even my fiance has been there to help me through everything that is going on right now. The crazy thing is, even her parents have been there for me!! I look back at the people I thought I knew very well growing up, and I have realized they all have no true place in my life because they really could care less if I rot in a storm drain.

Wow, I’m really ranting right now. I wasn’t expecting this to happen, but I really just have a lot built up inside me. Sorry about that guys.

So what I’m trying to make clear here is: Don’t let fake people make you feel wanted when they actually make you feel alone inside. If you needed help tomorrow, would those people be there?

If you lied, and the truth came out about yourself, how many of those friends would still be there and understand why you lied?

Remember, your family will always be there, and if you can’t keep your family in your life, then what do you really have? Maybe you have lots of money, but can you talk to money, can it make you warm, and can it give you an ear to talk to? Maybe your famous, but how many of those people that love you so much will love you after you’ve been sent to jail for a mistake that everyone has made?

Family, you need them so don’t ignore them.

Prologues?

This has been a question that I have wanted to ask my readers for a long time. I enjoy writing prologues, but I have the constant question from many new readers of my material that wonder if the person in my prologue is the main character, or not. Here’s the answer: No, he is not the main character. Now, that I have addressed that issue, I would like to ask you guys, what is the point in having a prologue, and do they really add any depth or value to a novel?

My opinion is, occasionally they can, but the scary thing is, I’m about ready to ditch them completely. The only reason I want to stop writing prologues is because, what’s the point? If there’s an epic war that explains the reason for a novel, then yes maybe a prologue will work, but honestly, I would rather read about this epic battle throughout the book instead of a mere glimpse of the past/future in a prologue. So all in all, I think if I ditch the prologues and tell the story, this will help the stories flow better. Anyone else have this problem with their stories? If so, what would be a proper time to use a prologue?

Over Blogging?

I’ve been playing Destiny for the last month now, and I was extremely hooked on it but sadly I have run out of things to do on it. I have started two new blogs this last week, one is about the Walking Dead. It’s in my menus if you want to check it out and discuss anything about the current season, or the prior seasons. I have also started Murdoch Jones’ journal. This blog is an in depth look at the world of Phantom Force, and where Murdoch is mentally in the aftermath of Earth’s end. Definitely check them both out if you get a chance. All criticism is welcome.

This question has been pecking at my brain the last few days. and I wanted to go ahead and address it to you guys. Have you ever followed someone’s blog cause you thought it was extremely interesting at first, but then you saw that 50 posts from the same blogger have consumed your reader feed? Or let’s just ask a simple question, is it possible to post way too much?

I find it hard to follow some blogs because trying to find the material that is worth reading is like trying to pick what to eat on a 10 page menu at a restaurant. It all looks good, but there is way too much fluff and not enough value to those posts. I know I occasionally post really short posts when I am gone for extended amounts of time, but I have found that some people do it religiously. I hate to say it, but I feel it is true to say that over blogging can kill your reader support. I know I’ve posted once a day on each blog I have, and if it’s too much for you guys let me know, and I’ll slow down a bit. I guess once procrastination no longer consumes your life, you really just want to say anything and everything that comes to mind to someone.

Well, I was just informed that we have no more bread crumbs, so I have to make a trip to the store. Rest easy and happy blogging!

Five Mistakes KILLING Self-Published Authors

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Good read for self published authors/ writers looking into self publishing

Originally posted on Kristen Lamb's Blog:

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When I began writing I was SO SURE agents would be fighting over my manuscript. Yeah. But after almost thirteen years in the industry, a lot of bloody noses, and even more lessons in humility, I hope that these tips will help you. Self-publishing is AWESOME, and it’s a better fit for certain personalities and even content (um, social media?), but we must be educated before we publish.

Mistake #1 Publishing Before We Are Ready

The problem with the ease of self-publishing is that it is, well, too easy. When we are new, frankly, most of us are too dumb to know what we don’t know. Just because we made As in English, does not automatically qualify us to write a work spanning 60,000-100,000 words. I cannot count how many writers I’ve met who refuse to read fiction, refuse to read craft books, and who only go to pitch agents…

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Real Quick!

I just added a new menu to my blog. it’s the Walker Talk Blog. It specifically is designed for discussions about this season of the Walking Dead. If you, or any bloggers you may know are interested in joining the discussion, please swing by there and like, share, and comment on the posts. Appreciate all the support and hope you guys are enjoying what I am trying to put together at the moment. I have to go grocery shopping now so I’ll try to keep in touch on my phone if there are any bloggers wanting to talk. Have a good night!

 

 

More Menus!

I just added two more menus yesterday. One I’d for my author spotlight where you can find my paperback and hardback books for sale. The other is the Phantom Force page, where Murdoch Jones is writing his online journal entries about his travels and battles across the galaxy.

For any newcomers, I am looking for beta readers, reviewers for Horizon, and artists interesting in sketching are for my sequel Eversoul. If you or someone you know is interested, contact me at my email! Or comment me here. Thanks!