Category: PARANORMAL
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Saturday NOT In the Park (WABWM)
The Brain Mass Issue The news on my brother-in-law, by the way, is there is no news. He’s in a holding pattern now, where the hospital with the doctor who WANTS to do his surgery suggested he go to a bigger medical center, and the bigger medical center said he’s not a county resident and…
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My Own Moonlight Sonata
There was this guy in a music store once. I was about nineteen. Dude was about halfway to seven feet tall, shaved head, black-coffee complexion. I was trying out guitars, and he came in, pulled a five string electric bass off the wall, plugged it into an amp, sat down and began to play the…
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Creaking Knees
It was a tiny detail for which I had no plans. I simply noted that the man in my bit of scene tonight had knees that creaked when he walked. I’ve heard knees creak, heard the sound bone makes on bone when weighed down by muscle, skin, sinew, and fluid. It’s a distinctive sound—nothing else…
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Bouncing a story off an assumption
I’d sent my heroine, Aleksa in one direction yesterday—and I thought it was a pretty good one. But today as I was re-reading my last couple of paragraphs, I discovered that I was missing an opportunity to make her life miserable—as if having people trying to kill her wasn’t enough. I deleted the last two…
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Aleksa’s Demon
I worked tonight on the decidedly un-supernatural demon of memory, and Aleksa’s violent past. Her approach made sense to me, as did the place she went inside her mind when she knew she was in danger. Tomorrow, I start writing Lesson 3 for HTRYN, and my beta testers start the course. I’m excited about that,…
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Setting Out A Bowl For Jim Baen
Just over a year ago, on October 28, 2008, I had a dream that is still changing my life. My first publisher, Jim Baen, who died on June 28, 2006, paid me a visit. Now, I’m not pagan, Christian, or otherwise religious in any way, shape, or form. I’m not a believer in things. I’m…
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Sweet, sweet fiction, words like storm after drought
The story called me back tonight, in spite of this being my official night off. I suddenly knew what had to happen next—not what I had planned, but what was better than what I’d planned. Aleksa is on her way into deadly trouble, while fleeing deadly trouble—her problem with the rock and the hard place…
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The Deadline Crunch
Okay. So I’ve done 1800+ words tonight, and there are going to be a whole lot more before I’m done. What I’m writing is already 5622 words long, and I still have a couple of critical elements to include by tonight. Problem. My writing tonight is non-fiction. My two beta testers are starting into How…
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No Words Tonight
Just got back from the ER. My brother-in-law had a seizure, and ended up back there again, and we were there all night waiting for news. The story has an up-side this time. A neurologist came to see him who has done the procedure he needs, who is willing to do the surgery for him,…
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WABWM is back…I got 431 words
It took me a while to get back into the story—not the least of which was time spent just getting my head back into a fiction place. But when I left Aleksa, she was being followed, and she is now preparing to deal with the man who is about to break into her home. It…