03/24/2016
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My God. It's been a very long time since I posted something new. Yea! Welcome back to me. So you must be wondering what I've been up to? Well, some of this and some of that. You know writing and editing. I guess the secret has to come out at some point. I've been trying to come across as this big shot at Scribbleworks Publications but really I'm just little ole Patrick Meservier trying to promote my books.
You know, this is a difficult business as a writer and publisher all in one. You're either just screaming out your works to be noticed or you're holed up trying to get some privacy to write. So let's ask the question again, What have I been up to since October 2014?
Writing and writing. On top of that writing some more. That doesn't count the fact that I hold two jobs or that in February of this year, a pickup truck crashed into my house... Yes, you heard me correctly, my house. What a mess, oh not the house so much but the insurance company. I could write a blog about how terrible it is to work with insurance companies. And if I get started I will get off track for about three years in my crazy rant that's been building up inside me.
So, what have I been writing? Well, it goes something like this. I'm a bit of a write-aholic. I don't go to meetings to manage it or anything like that but it follows the same line like as drinking or drug use, or heck lets have some fun here, sex addiction. Wouldn't that be a fun thing to have a problem with? When you fall off the wagon, one dives in head first with no ambition to crawl back out. So I dove into my big box of ideas and went nuts. I made my mind go crazy with ideas, story lines, sub plots, and DIALOGUE! Oh yea, the single item that can bring a fine character from mediocre un-freak-en believable.
Yea, I've hit bottom. Not that I'm out of ideas, just that I'm tired. My focus has been so great that I almost blocked out a good part of my daily life. I think the house accident brought me back though. Maybe there should be some organized meeting for this kind of problem, or med's I could take? Just kidding. Who wouldn't want to be this creative once and a while. Now I can stand back and polish what I built with my two brain cells and admire it for a while. So what did I write?
Well... I finished this major manuscript that is enormous, over 225,000 words worth, that's right... A quarter of a million words. Its the third installment of "Joan Darcy & the 27 Observer, The Stone of Arrconne." Then I started a story I wrote in my head many years ago called the the invisible car race. It's about a race that crosses the country with new car designs, technologically. It's about engineers and all the fun stuff that could go into a car race. Its exciting, fast paced, and on each race car is a laser weapon. That was so much fun to lay down on paper, that at the end I couldn't stop writing it. My mind felt like a fire hose and my fingers couldn't put it down fast enough. My computer keyboard burned. Sorry... Forgive the pun.
After that I revisited my story called a Christmas Tale. I put it on this blog every holiday because of my Christmas spirit of wanting to share it. It is a short story that has an emotional quality to it that makes it great. It takes place at Christmas. However it isn't very marketable. There are not a lot of companies that want to publish holiday stories. Since I was off the wagon so to speak, I assembled a new story where the central part of the story is that same short story I wrote so many years ago, but now its a love story. Holy Anna... I thought it was good before, it jumps off the page now. However this is not a short story anymore. This is a full length novel. Because of the way the story is told, it repeats itself from year to year with different charters and on that thought I thought of the next segment in this story. I was going to only leave notes for another day but I couldn't let it go and I wrote another full length novel. This one even longer and just as fantastic.
Wow... Here I go again. I was just supposed to leave something short here to let our reader know that I didn't die, and BAM! Maybe I do need meds.