Post 8. Morning’s for Writing

In the evening no one is realeased, I hate that guy. I must learn to cooperate with him I guess. Goodmorning everyone, it is I, the one and only I. WordPress and followers I am closing in on the end of my novella, I am about 15k words to the finish. Before you say wait, hold up, 15k words is a lot, I catch writing fever towards the end of my manuscripts. ūü§° Two to three weeks from now I should be done at the least. Now on to the nice picture with the nice caption. Morning writing is the best for me. In the morning I come fresh out of dream land ready to type away. I wake up from 4 to about 6 am ready to write for about 3 to 4 hours. I put away my world and go back into my self induced dream. Except I can move. That’s important. Editing is my worst enemy truth be told, I must overcome him if I am ever to release something. I spent 4 months away from Kamikaze and Lawyer in the Sand. I am ready to tackle them. Working on the J. Tinton novella is so fun because of how I am writing, I get a biy of leeway with grammar and structure. To me it’s shaping up. Love it. I love writing. I can confidently say that. I LOVE WRITING! Time to make friends with the editor. Ciao.ūüėÄ


Post 3. Something New

As I think back to myself… Sorry. Good morning followers and WordPress community! As I was. As I think back to to myself as a younger person or child… yeah child… I remember hating to read, although I am an awesome reader. I really wonder how I got to a point where I want to actually write novels and being known for it. My vision is for some of my novels to make it to the big screen. Yay. Its going to be very hard and I am not getting any younger. My vision after that is to create comics. Even this, I am scratching my head on because as a child, I hated reading! Although I was very awesome at it. I remember seventh grade I was creating comics in class… it was very basic but! Some of my classmates found it interesting (I used to draw a bit), the story board at least. So now we are here, in 2016, 2 years-ish into me blogging, 3 years into me declaring myself as an author though, I am unpublished. I am thinking to myself yet again (I think and talk to myself alot) why am I no closer to my goal? Or maybe in retrospect, I really am closer. I have many projects started and one nearly completed save for editing and editing and editing. The when is what is eating me up but, I am still determined. So today, as part of a strategy to gain more followers of my authorship, I am planning to release 3 short stories and 1 novel this year. That way I can at least get everyone used to my style and just me. I do love to inspire thought into my novels/novellas and get people talking. I think that is the most fulfilling thing I can get out of my fan base besides support. I just need to do right by you and put out a product. I am in a weird space on what to do to finally execute. I am scared. Mentally. Too many “what ifs” in my head. The AF has taught me to deal with that. Well, I was going to talk about something else but, I will save it for next post. Sayonara followers and WordPress community!!!

Post 1. A new chapter.

Well hello followers and WordPress community, welcome to 2017 and my page! As you all know by now I am a novelist and while I am not published as yet, I am currently working to find time between the Air Force and my very pregnant wife (yay me!) to write. I have found time but, as life would have it, no laptop. So I am currently waiting for my laptop to get here…. next week. Fret not! I have consolidated some of my novels and moved things around. I even managed to create another short story. This year is going to be about short stories and one full novel. I DO APOLOGIZE FOR LAST YEARS HICCUPS AND INDECISIVENESS! I am getting a more clearer release schedule that will benefit my readers and getting to know my style. So, I have been in the lab concocting a love potion for all of you skeptics and anticipators alike. A potion stronger than Love Potion Number 9. Hehe! Yes, I am in the Air Force as well. Currently in Technical training for 7 months so I will miss my sons birth. (Sad face) I will make it up to my new family, I owe to it them. It’s been challenging but, we are alright. My wife is very supportive of me and my dreams and I of hers 300 percent! What else is there to say, I don’t know. I would like to hear from you all, I will gladly take advice or any questions! Have a nice one everyone, and stay blogging!

25th post but the last of TMWNK

“You are the one who caused all of this tension”

“You are the one who caused all of this unnecessariness…”

“You are the one who……” faded words by Laura

“She said that?” Bill asks Lance and Carl. “Well, apparently that is the case… William” Carl says as he steps closer to Bill; “In all my years of life, I have poured my heart and soul into my two precious girls. I taught them about love in its entirety as far as my knowledge and feelings went. Then I met you, I did not like you at first but I did get to know you and I just knew you would make Janice happy. I never knew about your problems with her but after hearing today… I just have to say you sir are bird brain” Lance bursts out laughing and says “you never knew she knew?”. “I was never hiding anything from her, I just told the truth and assumed it was good enough, I did not think I had to talk to her about this…” Bill frustratedly speaks. “Bill, you have to realize that you were not understanding though you were listening. I suggest you go talk to your wife” Carl humbly says. Bill walks towards the door outside and stands next to Laura¬†who is holding a sleeved Starbucks coffee. Mist from her mouth exits and dissipates 3 times before she hears slow distant footsteps approaching her from behind. One the final step, that bill takes to parallel himself with Laura, a snow flake fell right before his face in slow motion. In that instance, he recalled the bad times he had treated his Janice and as the snowflake turned to the other side; his memories of the good times in a movie reel effect flashed before his eyes. Meanwhile in the recovery room, Janice who has been awake for a couple minutes, grabs her phone yet again, after calling, texts Laura to tell Bill to come to her room. Janice performs¬†frail¬†smiles. A nurse says “We need to induce labor, some one will get your husband”. Laura’s phone vibrates but she ignores it and turns to Bill apologizing, “I am sorry I attacked you and put the full the blame on you, although you are partly to blame”. “Janice should of spoke to you rather than to Jessie and not played this game or whatever she calls it” Laura says. “Why would you take advice from the woman who wants your husband? Why would you wait for a clueless ass man to realize something he does not see? Would you not tell him?” Laura angrily says. “I forgot she was like that, I remember when I first started to cook…” Bill chuckles and laughs; more snow in very light flurries of white dots fall from the sky scarcely. In the room,¬†Janice¬†is heard by nurse saying “At 11:05 we will move her to the delivery room, her husband should be in the lobby”. Loud uncontrollable resonating laughter comes from both Laura and Bill as Lance, Carl and a nurse walks towards them from the inside. “SHE REALLY HAD ME SIT THERE AND HAD ME CROSS EXAMINE MY COOKING!” Bill says out loud in a jubilant¬†manner as Laura ecstatically “WHEN I WAS 13, SHE WAS MAD AT ME¬†BECAUSE MY CHICKEN JALFREZI HAD NO FLAVOR…¬†I COULD NOT TELL HER WHY” Boisterous laughing fills the air as Carl and Lance approach them in a sprinting manner. With minimal air left in Carls lungs “William, Janice is going into labor!”. Bill frantically rushes towards the labor room with Laura, Carl and Lance trailing. Bill walks in and with confidence not even looking back to his brother Lance and his extended family for assurance. The nurse directs Lance, Laura and Carl to the lobby to wait, as the door shuts behind Bill. A joyous smile followed by tears floods the face of a weakened Janice. Bill sits in the seat of a man that is about to become a father. He grabs Janice’s hand and holds it with a passionate embrace, then looks at the nurse saying “She can push”. Janice looks at Bill, “No honey, your crazy”. Laughter fills the room as the Dr. Schatner proceeds to give an¬†epidural to Janice. In the waiting room, Laura and Lance are talking while Carl gets up and grabs some coffee, Laura’s phone vibrates indicating her of 3 missed message. “Your not going to read that?” Lance says; Laura opens the phone and reads the message. The 3rd reads:

“I heard you from outside. Keep it down this is a hospital.
Go easy on me when I am done and thank you for having my our back”

“Ugh, my sister is so annoying, even in labor” says Laura. “Bill and Janice, your new baby girl”. A re-exchange of vows. Gabrielle Patricia Felwinter. “I never knew it was a girl”


Number 24… TMWNK


The man who never knew

“I love you… the day we wed

the day I laid you in bed

I knew it was the day” – Bill repeating a haiku he wrote after their honeymoon, with Janice’s hand smashed against his mouth in tears. The background noise of the ambulance, Lance and the paramedics sounding distant from his mind. “Is the baby going to be fine?” a boisterous Lance screams, intruding¬†the deep recesses of Bills mind, dumping him back at the matter at hand; reality. The paramedic says to Lance “I am sorry sir you are a relative, not her husband, we cannot divulge that…”, “Answer the goddamn question. Is my baby alright?” a red eyed, snot nosed Bill assertively states. An awkward silence consumes the ambulance cabin after his assertion, “Your wife, collapsed due to her anemia Mr. Felwinter, her baby should be fine but it seems her water broke in the process” the female paramedic softly answers back. The ambulance pulls up to the hospital with a stretcher coming out of the sliding doors. As the two paramedics pull out the still unconscious Janice, a car pulls up with speed with a stop so sudden the tires slid creating a screeching road against the asphalt with Laura and Carl seen in the front seat. Laura, Janice’s sister rushes out the car screaming “what happened to my sister!!!” and proceeds to attack Bill, with Bill defensively holding his hands out to keep distance away from her. In the background “1, 2, 3 lift!” is heard by Lance by the paramedics as they rush in to carry Janice in to the emergency room meanwhile Carl, Janice’s father tries to stop and calm an enraged Laura. “Laura, calm down, please!” Carl pleads, “NO! How about you go and be with that bitch! I am sure that is where you want to be! I do not care what Janice says, I know that is your child.” Laura yells. Lance and Carl silently ¬†look at Bill as Bill looks at Laura, turns, grabs his jacket and runs after Janice who is being led in to the emergency room. Lance looks at Laura and says “Bill may have neglected Janice, Laura but he is not no cheater, what Jessie and Bill have is brother sister relationship that I admit is closer than normal but he loves your sister…”. “Fuck off Lance” Laura calmly says and walks pass him with tears in her eyes toward the room. Carl walks up and hugs Lance, they both head inside. Through the hallway, an echo of Lance cellphone ringtone is heard. Lance scrambles to check his pockets but finds no phone. Carl turns and says “look she is bringing it to you, you must’ve left it in the ambulance”. “Thank you so much!” Carl tells the paramedic and proceeds to answer “Hello?”. “Hey Lance, where is Bill?” Jessie asks. “Uhh, Jessie right now, Bill is with his wife, there has been an accident. We are at the hospital.” said Lance. “Jessie… did you and Bill ever knock boots, hook up… ya know have sex?” asks Lance. Laura slowly exiting the door of the ER and approaches Lance. “Lance, I know Janice had her suspicion but she and I have talked about this already. The answer is no. Your family took me in and yes, I admit me and Bill have always loved each other but…” a sigh breaks her sentence then she continues, “He does not love me the way I wanted him to. So I decided to try to seduce him and be as close as him as I can to make sure no other woman that is undeserving gets him. Then that one day Janice stepped into the picture.” “Jessie look. I do not want to hear all of that. I just want to know if you guys did anything…” Lance gets cut off and thrown off guard as Laura snatches the phone. “Jessie”


The 23rd blog….TMWNK

The man who never knew


A look over the shoulder. A look in the face of the man of whom she questions love. Another doorbell ring. Janice gets up slowly taking her half-eaten dish to the sink. Bill walks to the door, looks at the screen from a hidden compartment in the wall showing his friend Lance at the door. He opens the door and Lance walks in and gives Bill a hug “William you son of a bitch! How are you?”. Bill walks away into the living room leaving Lance at the door with a confused but monotone look on his face. Lance taking a few steps to the entrance of the living room, then leaning on the wall watching Janice washing the dishes and Bill grabbing his trench coat form off the couch. “Janice, how are you? I thought you would be at the restaurant tonight?” Lance uttered as he walked towards and gave her a hug. “I wanted to have at least a dinner with William before I left for Zurich, our anniversary just happens to fall on a bad time” Janice semi-cheerfully explains. Bill’s voice from the hall is heard saying “Babe, I am just going to take Lance with me to Josie’s and Junior’s, meet me at the bar in an hour okay?”. Janice walks over to Bills plate to pick it up as a response of “Okay Bill I….” is interrupted by silence as Janice faints, dropping to the floor. A crash of ceramics and glass breaking and splintering around the room is succeeded by trampling footsteps running towards Janice’s aid. “Janice!!!!” Bill and Lance simultaneously shout out from their lungs, with Bill bursting through the halls of his house like a raging bull running towards the dining room table. Lance as Janice falls manages to reach her quickly enough, only to catch her head before it hit the floor, incurring scratches and lacerations from the glass and ceramic. Lance already holding her on the floor yells “Call an ambulance William!”. Bill slides trying to stop and frantically whips out his cellphone calling 911. William and Lance proceed to lift and carry limp-bodied Janice to the couch where Bill holds her tight in tears. The ambulance moments later pulls up to the house, with the crew rushing out of there cars with Lance in the background screaming “Hurry up!” as a teary Bill with Janice in arms meets the stretcher and ambulance crew. Inside on the floor, Bills cellphone rings with 2 missed calls and now a third… *ring, ring, ring* is drowned out by the noise outside by neighbors and the scene in front of the house. The caller ID reads J&J.


The man who never knew for 22.

The man who never knew

An approach to the table. Shameful movement from the pulling out of the chair to the seating motion. Janice clears her throat softly….Bill in the midst of take a seat knees bent paused with concern like wide open eyes. “Im ok William, I made the food a little too spicy!” Janice cheerfully says. He resumes sitting down grabbing his seat, “But you have not had a bite yet, how could you tell!?” Bill happily says. “I don’t know babe… its like my nostrils just grabbed the smell and smacked it against my throat, oh and I am a chef, yes that maybe a good reason!” she laughs. Bill laughs with her and says well “I need senses like those, whenever I go on these book tours I always end up in these horrible restaurants my publicist chooses!”. “How is Josie by the way, is she okay since the pregnancy?” is what Janice says, as she takes a bite out of her spicy chicken. Bill chokes up, dropping his fork with food smiling on his careful organized and sectioned meal. He looks up realizing that Janice’s demeanor is still happy and that the change of aura is around him only. Bill takes a breath and softly says “She is ok, she is still recovering due to the complications… and Jr. is just fine, I am going to see him around 7:15”. Janice gets up from her chair and slowly walks to the stereo system, takes her iPod from her pocket and plays some sort of romantic era music. She returns to her chair pinning up her long hair. She picks up her fork, looks up “Are you okay?”. “Janice, I know it has been rough on you with me, Josie and Junior. You have to know that I just have to support her”. “You never ask about Junior, he did not do anything to you Janice, you should at least care in some sort of capacity” Bill sternly exclaims. Janice stays silent continuing her meal. Bill stares at her as a slow rage starts to boil from the depths of his heart and mind. Just as he gets up and approaches her, Janice looks up and the door bell rings…