Christmas for a Writer!

I have had a new experience in the last few months. I’vebeen writing a non-fiction book. I usually write novels, more specifically, thrillers. I write them because that’s what I like to read, the tenseness, the suspense, all of it. The creative juices that work as the story unfolds has extraordinary bliss connected with it for me. The emotional release is off the charts in a way that only a novelist can understand.

I have friends I have never met that understand what I’m saying. Some I met on the internet, others I met through my publisher, but I met most of them by reading their books. The last group I call friends only because they are friends of mine, not neccesarily their friend, other than being a reader of their stories. Some of them are dead and live only because their works continue to live. Someday, if my books are enticing enough, I will also be a friend to people I can never meet.

That would be heaven for a novelist. Hell, right now, it would be heaven if I talked with any kind of fan. I’m sure they will come. They are just a little scarce.

Now regarding this new experience, let me explain. Instead of writing to enhance the reader’s emotions by composing a story, in this book I write things that tell readers about my thoughts and let them decide if they think I’m lucid enough for them to believe me. It is non-fiction, and it is my explanation, more to myself than anyone else, of how I conceive of the way the universe works; that includes you and me.

It’s a little tricky. First, I had to sort my thoughts. I’ve been working these kinds of things out for years so it took a while. After sorting I had to open up about my thoughts. That’s not so hard. What is difficult is why I have always been interested in this subject. I realize that that particular why does not demand an explanation, but way back when my interest popped up, I had friends warn me that people judge. To put a topping on that, I spent decades living around people with no compassion at all for ideas different than theirs. This resulted in a feeling of being the lone target at a gun range.

I know the typical mental image of dread might be of me standing before everyone while clad only in my drawers.

That wouldn’t convey the correct feeling of dread. I don’t have a taboo of being lightly clad, or even without a stitch. Oh, don’t jump to the conclusion that somewhere in my dark path of jobs there includes being a Chippendale or the like. I never did that, but I don’t have a fear of public nudity.

It paid off when the Army sent me to South Korea. I stepped off the plane and the first thing I did was ease into the men’s room. As I stood using the urinal, a local woman came in and started wiping that piece of porcelain down. She asked me how my day was so far.

Later, as I related the story to a newfound friend, they explained that many of the locals still didn’t see the need for two restrooms. Anyway, the situation put me off stride a bit, but not enough to embarrass me, certainly not enough to mortify me. Such is life.

Okay, back to the non-fiction book. I found that once my inhibitions disappeared, it was quite exhilarating to write. The further I dove into it, the more interesting it became. I am fascinated by how the words rolled out without having the characters telling me what to put down.
After reading it, I’m convinced that what I have written is the absolute truth … for me. What remains is whether it is your truth. The only way you can find out is to read it to the end.

Don’t know how much you might enjoy a book written by me? To help all of you out, I’ll give you a book or two so you can judge for yourself. They’re e-books and free for your taking. If you like them, and if you are partial to thrillers, I’m sure you will. Then perhaps you can recommend them to someone else. After all, it’s almost Christmas. Do you have all of the presents you need? Again, these are free but only from December 18, 2020, through January 1, 2021. Or you can buy the paperbacks for a gift. What do you have to lose? Just follow the links. The top one is for The Sigma Factor, and the bottom is for The Great Zero Sum. Go to the menu and click on Published Works in for the paperbacks. Both links will enable you to see both books, so indulge yourself.

Please give them an honest review too!

Merry Christmas!

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How’s Life You?

I hope everyone has had a wonderful holiday season. I have. Getting to spend time with my family has been great, and there have been a few things that developed. The most notable is the release of my newest novel, The Great Zero-Sum.

It is always nerve-racking when I release a new book. A lot of my writing friends, pizzos, pals, buddies, chums talk about how uneasy it makes them when they push the fledgling book out of the nest and into the public to see them fly.

It’s because some don’t fly at all, they crash and die. It takes a long time to build enough of a following to launch the right way. Each book needs to go at least as far as the last, and of course, high sales are always welcome but seem to be scarce as the hair on my head.

This new book is an action-adventure, with the main character Colonel A.J. Colton, a battle-hardened, retired Field Artillery Officer who is haunted by the memory of one of his soldiers, Norman. Norman passed away, and none of the team can forget him. Some of the men view him as a genius, others as a buffoon. The Colonel tells them all not to discuss Norman. They all know he was special.

All this while an elusive enemy attacks time and again, following them wherever they go.

I’m proud of the book, and I think those of us who like that genre will find the book a fast, easy read. They will enjoy the action it has between covers. Within its pages live unforgettable characters, several battles, and more than a few plot twists. If you haven’t picked it up, please do. You won’t regret spending the paltry sum.

I have worked on several other projects these past weeks too. My next novel, the second in the Factor series, is now out for approval with several agents. Also, I’m writing two books – one is the third in the Factor series, and I think it is the best yet, the other is my non-fiction premier. It’s working title is “I’ve Been Thinking.” The premise for the non-fiction work is an explanation to my metaphysical view of, well, everything.

This sort of work is quite different for me. I usually don’t do non-fiction for anything longer than my blog. Also, just because I have the capability of writing some of my thoughts down, doesn’t mean what dances around in my head might be of interest to other people. Let’s face it. Nobody knows what goes on inside of other people’s minds, But, and this is a pretty big but (no not that kind of butt), there is no telling if this book will be anything like what most people think. Because of that, it will be interesting if only for opening up the door to laughter and ridicule.

I’m not advocating such cruel behavior. I’m not even indirectly saying that kind of thing is okay. However, I am saying that I know enough about human behavior to be able to foretell the likelihood that there are crazed assholes in every walk of life.

All because someone doesn’t think the way most everyone else does, and I certainly don’t think in lockstep with others.

Here is what is at the crux. Thank heavens (whichever you believe in, or if not one at all, please substitute the word thankfully), some people believe differently than other people. We all think differently, but that is the most likely reason for the whole gamut of ridicule thing. It ranges from mild chiding all the way to hate. all because someone’s beliefs don’t coincide with another’s. That is how most wars begin.

Okay, I’ll get rid of the soapbox and rejoin the blog.

The weather has been a little crazy. How about where you have been? Here it has been unseasonably hot. I have had warmer Christmases, but they were spent in Hawaii, the tropics. Most, however, have been cool to cold, crisp in the least. Hell, snowball fights are always good on Christmas Days. But not this year.

I’m not complaining. We have already had enough cold weather to kill the insects that need controlling. I will be happy if it does not dip below freezing again this winter.

Then last night, we had a large front roll through with terrific rains, winds, and the occasional tornado. Whatever happened, there was a heap of thunder and rain.

The kids have been reasonable during the last few days. I mean, once we made it past Christmas, things settled into the usual ruckus and occasional failed attempts at sibling homicide. There wasn’t much blood, and all the fat lips have gone down now. It’s always exciting around here and not for the faint of heart.

Life is for living.