Oh Boy!

I’ve been away doing a lot of adult things that I sometimes wish I didn’t have to do. I’m back for a little bit though. The run down of the last month has been slow. Mostly me working and stuffing my face till I can barely hold up my own arse.

I just wanted to point out that I’ve been working with some incredible artist on my book The Temperament Scepter. Also, I have been working with graphic designers on putting together some sweet designs for t-shirts and hats for my book Horizon.

Hopefully, I’ll have some samples for you guys to check out soon.

Why am I writing today though? I’m writing today because I’ve been a little lazy lately so I wanted to jump on and talk. About anything. If you want to talk, just comment cause I’m stalking my notification button today

Transformers Dark of the Moon (Ugh)

Michael Bay if you’re reading this I’m getting really sick of your shit. How are you going to have the Autobots claim they don’t harm humans yet they’re fighting America’s wars?!?! Okay, let me breathe for a second. In this third installment of Transformers we see the Autobots wreaking havoc across the middle east. Blowing up shit, basically doing their thing.

Well, if my memory goes back to the first Transformers I do believe Optimus told Ironhide, “No Ironhide we do not harm humans. What’s with you?” This was when Ironhide wanted to blast Sam’s parents to bits.

So is America classified as the only humans on earth now cause I’m pretty sure we have humans in other countries too. I mean, last I checked we did but who knows.

I would say this movie was just not made right at all. Yes, you have explosions, large robots, people screaming, and a model for an actress, but there’s no depth. For instance, Why would a woman working for the White House fall for a guy that finger shots her and breaks something in the White House? Also, Why is she working for a guy who builds, shows off, or sells nice cars? I forgot what he does, I was too damn busy admiring the cars to listen to him.

This whole trilogy just really got on my nerves. Like hell, I forgot there was a sequel because they all pretty much can be watched in any order. There’s no sorry to these movies, atleast not one compelling enough to keep up with.

Also, when was this deal made with Megatron and Sentinel Prime. If there was , a deal made, why did Sentinel run away to the moon? Seriously, detail was a total loss in this movie. I still wonder why the cube wasn’t shoved in Megatron’s chest in the first movie.

I’m going to say now, I won’t have anything to say about Transformers Age of Extinction. I fell asleep in the first fifteen minutes. Ugh!

Shoveling Trash like an Idiot

Nope, that wasn’t me. That was the other managers at work who failed to tell anyone that the garbage compactor door was open outside. Yup, a bunch of irresponsible nincompoops.

Anyways, I had a bad day Wednesday, but this particular incident brought some humor into my day. My day started with the button on my pants popping off as soon as I pulled it out of the dryer. Unfortunately, this was my last pair of black slacks because for some reason my dryer tends to loosen the buttons on my clothes. Bastard. I had to use my belt as a way to hold my pants up, but my zipper kept falling down. To my luck, I have to wear an apron all day so my junk remained hidden.

Then, my manager decided it was the perfect day to piss me off. Well, he had another thing coming while in the back lot shoveling crap back into a dumpster. Yeah, karma hits at the most opportune times. I just wish the smell wasn’t so ripe.

Battles With My Brain

I was talking to my fiance last night before we drifted off to sleep. This was after the long day of work and trying to mount a television on my sister’s wall. A long day with many profanities that seemed to be endless. Anyways, it’s funny how lately I’ve been trying to avoid new ideas for a new novel. Why!? Oh, Why would I ever want to do that?!

Here’s my issue right now. I’m battling with my brain on how to finish a story fast with quality, but here’s the problem, I keep wandering off to new ideas for different stories? I’m sure many writers have this problem, but I’m, in a way, rioting against my brain. I’m avoiding the temptation to write something else, but last night my fiance came up with an awesome idea for a story, but I don’t want to jump into it yet.

My computer had about twenty different chapters to twenty different stories that I’ve written. All of them I want to dig into, but I always find myself wandering to another story that I promise I’ll finish. It just never happens because I’m lazy and can’t write longer than ten hours a day for four days a week. If you ask me why not? It’s because I’m lazy, I procrastinate, and after work I usually end up sleeping. When I wake up, it’s late and I have to be at work early the next morning.

I had an idea though. What if I wrote 3,000 words for two to three different stories a day for a year. Better yet 1,000. Instead of writing on just one, work on three different ones a day. That would lead to 365,000 words a year. That’s a decent amount of written stories. Here’s my issue though, my organizing and memory suck! How do I sit down and remember what I wrote for each story?

I’ve learned something else about myself recently. I write about myself way too much. I feel like I hog this little bit of space each week, while every one else has something better to say. Then, I start writing about how I could wish to want to care about someone else’s writing when actually I hope for others to come read my page.

I think I’ve run into about five or six pages out of the 1,067 I have that I actually read consistently. All the reblogs I do are the blogs I read a lot. Here’s my issue though, I’ll go to blogs, like and comment their posts and even have nice discussions. Then, when I get back to my page I’ll get a like but no comment. So sometimes I get a little irritated, especially when it’s the same person liking every post, but no words to my posts. It’s like ordering a cheese burger and receiving it without the meat. Now it’s a damn boring grilled cheese. I know I sound selfish and I will be criticized for it, but we all feel it, right?

You can’t deny when you see my name liking every one of your posts, but I don’t say my opinion or reblog, don’t you get a little irritated? Everyone has selfishness in them to write just about them and only wants the approval from their fellow bloggers. Do you think anyone really cares about what you say? Probably not, but if that’s the case, what do you do to fix that problem? Every blog has it’s own uniqueness unless you plagiarize then you’re just an inconsiderate asshole.

I’m going to say I use to not write for followers, likes, or comments, but in reality, who doesn’t want their voice to be heard. If you feel that highly of yourself that you can say, I only follow those who interest me, then you’re in the wrong place. I know following spurts have actually helped me find new and interesting blogs. It has helped me learn about readers that actually like my work. I think I shed a few tears on multiple pages because they had problems in their life that they couldn’t see any resolution to.

Okay, I’m rambling now. I’m just pointing out the things bouncing in my brain right now. I know I jumped into two different subjects  sorry about that. I just want to say that we all are truly never writing for ourselves. You are writing for someone else and hoping to get some kind of feedback. Don’t be naive like I was from the beginning. I told my readers at the time, hey I don’t need thousands of followers, I just need the twenty I have, but I was very wrong. All the blogs I follow now really molded me into a better writer and reader.

Let me know how you feel about anything on here. Especially if you have any ideas on how to focus on one subject in writing a story.

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Inspiration Like Bruce Lee Kicking Me in the Balls

How the bloody hell does inspiration form?

I know when I write it’s after either reading a novel, watching a movie, playing a video game, or simply torching ants on the driveway. I had a three week spurt of inspiration a few weeks ago and now, I’m just farting ideas in small episodes. Occasionally, I’ll have that large, loud, and explosive idea. Then, the rest are silent little toots.

I want to get to that place again in my head, but I’m too damn stubborn to latch my butt to my chair and write. Maybe I should add some cushion to it cause when I do other things I’m usually comfortable. In my office, my chair feels like I’m getting elephant humped on an hourly basis.

So what gives you guys inspiration?