Arrgh! Shiver me timbers *whatever the hell that means….
The latest Heroes in Hell anthology has been blown by a Hellish Maelstrom onto these shores. Hell Week 2017 will be along in good time but for now here’s a taster.
Perdition Goes Viral As Floods Overrun Infernity!
From Perseid Press:
Avast, ye readers! Here be Pyrates! Feast yer eyes on the cursed treasures before you! Hoist the skull ‘n’ crossbones! Walk the plank with hell’s sorest losers! Join the damnedest buccaneers and privateers ever to sail infernal seas. The depths of hell chill the boldest sinner as damned souls learn why the deeper in hell you go, the colder it gets.
Come on down: Join us in the depths of hell where a few of our damnedest writers break every rule of perdition, resulting in longer stories overflowing with torment. Amid more horrific punishments than ever, only a few survive…
Goal Accomplished/Progress Made– June Blog Posts Scheduled
That’s it. This Spring Break has been incredibly chaotic and busy. My hope to write at night was dashed by a few late nights for the kid and being exhausted. I’m not even sure how to write this post. You can tell things are rough because I didn’t schedule this post from the night before and it’s going live in the afternoon. Yeah, that should be a big sign that I’m clinging to an out-of-control carnival ride. This doesn’t end until Wednesday when he goes back to school. Let’s just do a day-by-day since I rarely get any blog hits anyway:
Monday
Passover! Family! Need I say more?
Tuesday
This should have been a sign that I was in for a rough week. The plan was to go to the Bronx Zoo, which it seems the entire Tri-State area thought was a good idea. 20-30 minutes in traffic for the final exit, but we gave up because the parking lot looked like a nightmare. EVERY route to the zoo was clogged, so my dad thought we could go to a nearby amusement park. Yeah, that doesn’t open until May. We finally get home and I take the kid to Target for some promised Lego sets. He had been crying over the failed trip (hoping to make good on this promise tomorrow), so I spent a bit more than originally considered. Traffic was a mess getting to lunch too. We were up until 9 PM doing the Legos since he went out to play with the neighbors, which I don’t mind. Still, I was left exhausted.
Wednesday
A fun play date at the park and Friendly’s for lunch. That was good. Dinner at friends and a late night to let the kids watch ‘Sing’. That was good too. The tax-related chaos between these two events were a test of my sanity. I never asked for these fucking stocks, so why should I suffer every April? Not sure what to do with them and I keep getting told that selling them would be a disaster for taxes the next year. I mean, what the fuck is the point of these things if I can’t use them when I need or want to? People tell me it’s a game. Fuck no. Legend of Zelda, Monopoly, Tic-Tac-Toe, and Peek-A-Boo are games. This is bullshit that punishes you for giving it a second glance.
Thursday
The morning is a blur, but my parents took the little guy to a play. My brain was too mushy to get anything done. I did a few posts and I bought some birthday presents for stuff in May. Here’s the thing that people seem to forget about authors. It isn’t a switch that you can flip on for focus and energy. No matter how skilled an author is at jumping tracks, they can’t do much with low energy and high stress. It’s like beating the crap out of a car and then expecting it to win a race. There’s a chance it will cross the finish line, but it’s going to leave a mess in its wake.
Friday
Finally, a day that went 100% smoothly and no chaos between the fun. We had another play date that involved a library with 3-D Printers that kids can use. My son made a little Charmander and his friend made a blue cat. Then we went to lunch and returned to their house for toys and chatting. We’re getting together on one of their last break days for ‘Sing’ and playing too. This is how the week ended and I’m beat.
So, that’s it. I have no update on Ritual of the Lost Lamb because I’m treading water for a reason I can’t get into. There was no progress on Protecting Bedlam since I couldn’t find the time. Even the thoughts I had on Thursday have been trapped in my head because I’m just a lump of whimpering flesh at the end of the day. Sorry if my posts are getting boring or sad or you wish I would get the next book at. Although, I’m not sorry to the people who take this delay as a chance to tell me ‘Game Over’ for my author career. Thanks for that and go fuck yourself in that arena.
Plans for the week:
Try for the zoo again.
Finish Spring Break.
Contact cover artist for Ichabod Brooks cover.
Write a little Protecting Bedlam. Maybe 4 chapters if I can get my mojo back in time.
Prepare for a movie day with family next weekend.
Remind myself that the pizza reward has been pushing back again. Doing it once I finish Protecting Bedlam.
Make a post for tomorrow and Thursday. Not sure about tomorrow only because I won’t really be around.
I’m pretty sure those of you that follow my blog probably can vouch for my incessant ramblings too!
At least you can decide what you want to read and what to skip.
Not so for those that I meet.
And my poor Hubby Dearest and children when they accompany me anywhere!
Working as a teacher means I am exposed to many folk from the community, and a trip to the supermarket, or town is seldom without an encounter with a student or their family, which always means a (short honest!) catch up.
As a rather sociable member of the Sikh community, the one to accompany my mother in law to all manner of functions, not to mention a past member administrator for the local Bhangra group, I know lots of faces too, so there is invariably someone who I end up meeting and exchanging pleasantries with…
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I was hoping to get writing done at night during my son’s spring break. In fact, I mentioned that being the plan at least once. Somebody should have smacked me and reminded me that such things never happen. Far too tired at night to get anything more than twitching done. Kind of annoyed here since I wanted to get into the next chapter of Protecting Bedlam. So, what prompted this post?
With me not writing and wearing down by the hour, I thought creative thoughts would fall by the wayside. Surprisingly, I was wrong. That superhero series keeps slipping through the cracks since I can’t touch Bedlam, Ichabod, or Legends of Windemere. Not without getting pounced on by the mini-Whirling Dervish that lurks within this abode. How can a kid claim to be tired while running up and down a hallway? Pretty easily and it’s something I wish on every parent who thinks working from home is a cakewalk. (What is a cakewalk?)
Rambling aside, I might have poked a few more holes in my frustration with the superhero series. My experience with Ichabod Brooks makes me think short story collection is the way to go. I’m considering rewriting a bunch of characters too. Bedlam taught me that I can use Earth better than I expected, so I might be taking them out of Windemere. I’m still having trouble deciding on what to do with Savior because Project Phoenix can’t seem to absorb him completely. Having him run with his own series of short story collections might be best. The Protectors can get their own book under Project Phoenix though since the overall story is coming together better than before. This might mean that my alien bounty hunter gets away from Windemere too. So, all of this is going on in my head while I can’t get near a notebook unless I want to incur the tiny one’s hyperactive wrath.
Anyway, does anybody else have an idea like this? One that you can’t get right, but refuse to get rid of. Yet, every time you drop your guard, a new pieces seems to appear. All you need is 5 more lifetimes and maybe it’ll work out.
