Where have I been?

Ah it’s been a while since I have written anything for this blog, so it’s about time I update.

One, I am not a millionaire… not yet.

Two, I have gotten word from the publisher that they will be responding to my story soon. They have just been back logged which is very understandable, good things come to those who wait, right?

Third, I have been feeling much better about my self and more confident in my writing. Granted, I haven’t written anything new for nearly two weeks. However, I find when inspiration does come, it will be well worth writing!

I had decided to clear out some of my various possessions. Why? Well I came to realize that if I am not going to use it or haven’t played with it for over three years (and yes, I am referring to toys, mainly WWE action figures I use to hoard away) I figured the toys could go to someone who wanted them, someone who would play with the toys. So it was decided. I packed up just about all of my WWE action figures, yet kept the ones I still liked and gave them away! Yep, the child getting them is going to be one happy kid!

I’ve been setting things in motion for myself. I got my passport recently so I could travel. I have booked my hotel reservation for the World Horror Convention in Austin Texas. I believe that I will go to the convention as a published author! I am determined to! Wouldn’t you want to go and speak to fellow writers about the market? Ideas as to how to promote you book? Not to mention cheep ways of advertising? I do have some ideas of my own, but I always enjoy hearing from of the experienced.

So… that’s about it for me. I know I have been preachy in my other blogs, I thought I would change it up.

I will write another the moment I have word from the publisher and the possible home for Mythic Blood.

Until then, stay thirsty.

Not losing faith

I am not a millionaire… yet

As I explained in my last blog, I’ve been reading the secret. And I have had my doubts about it, until I began putting the pieces together.

I had taken all the events from the past few years of things I had always wanted, and not to mention events that occurred, there is little doubt the secret is real, and I will explain why I have truly taken it to heart.

I had searched about my room for things that I had, I enjoyed them, yet felt strange when I stared at certain objects. And here’s what I found. On a far wall of mine was a poster, one of a dragon taking off into the night. I love dragons, but the poster brought back a disappointing memory. I got it as a Christmas gift from my co-workers who were doing secret Santa. It was the only thing the girl gave me since she said “Well I knew you liked dragons” I looked about and saw everyone else who got a poster was given a gift card or something else to go with it. I was bitter, I won’t lie, but I found it had to go recently. Who do I want to keep something that made me so unhappy? It was in the past, and I didn’t want the bitterness to stay with me any longer. I took it off the wall yesterday and replaced it.

Second poster to come down was one of my favorite wrestler Kane. I got it and a sweater from a manager. Roughly three to four years ago, I worked with a man who made a joke at me. The person he served thought it was so funny, that he tipped him seven dollars. Since that occurred, he went around the bar telling people if they want to get tipped, make a joke at me.

He was fired for that, but he told a manager who did nothing about it. In return, he gave me one of the prize packs of the night, which was a poster and t-shirt as an apology.

I am going to find the sweater and give it to a fan that would appreciate it more than me.

I also took down my first rejection letter for my vampire novel. Why would I keep something that told me my story wasn’t want they wanted?

And for the first time in a while, I went to sleep that night. I had a good sleep and didn’t feel strange walking into my room.

Now for the next few examples, these items came to me just a few years ago. I walked into a store where an old co-worker named Amy was now employed. I saw all these amazing dragon items and thought they were great to have in my room. But I didn’t have the money or the room. So I would walk in and look about until Amy mentioned of a dragon she had. It was two feet long and nearly a foot high. It sat on a pile of gold and looked amazing. She offered to sell it to me for twenty-five dollars. I had the money, but my sister didn’t want it in our room.

A few months would pass until I notice the store was going out, I was heartbroken to see it go, but when I walked in for one final tour. Amy called to me just as I was walking out the door. She pulled out a box and had placed the dragons I was looking at into it! Even the big one she tried to sale me. I asked her how much she wanted for it all. “Don’t bother, it’s taking up room, the boss doesn’t want it and we can’t sell it. So it’s yours”

I got three dragons that day for free, the three I was looking at and wanted!

This isn’t everyone’s cup of tea that I know and I do mean to put this down anyone’s throats, but just from what I have watched, listened and learned from. It’s all true? Have you ever had a day where it went from bad to worst? When you dwell on the negative thought, everything bad that could happen happens! Since then, I know now to never tempt faith and ask. “Can this possibly get any worst!?” I don’t want to the Universe to tell me “Yes, yes it can”

Trust me on this. Never ask if things could get worst!

Just step back for a moment and ask yourself about the times you had a great day. It went from good to wonderful just by the little things?

And then briefly ponder the not so glorious day, thing of what started it all and how it went from bad to worst. But don’t think about it for too long, negative energy and all.

Well, I do believe this is all I have to say for now. I asked aloud last night as to where do I go to get my winning lottery ticket for the 50 million dollar jackpot.

Believe it or not, I got an answer! And it happened to be where I am meeting an old friend for lunch…

Stay Thirsty

The Universe is awesome!

This is it….

No I don’t mean I won’t be blogging anymore, but as of late I cannot help but feel great! Wonderful, like all is right with the world. And just recently, I bought a lottery ticket… well… a few days ago I bought a lottery ticket.

Ever since that day, I have felt wonderful and realized things are starting to fall into place. One, my younger brother has his real estate license, two, I have gotten one shift at work this week, three, I dream about a wonderful house with an indoor pool and large back yard.

Last but not least, I have a lottery ticket, where the jackpot is 50 million dollars. I keep saying to myself, it’s mine, that jackpot. The whole thing is mine. I have things I want to do and places to travel. One of my dreams recently was a trip to Africa. I was on a large cargo plane full of animals, and supplies. We landed by some villages in need of help, and I just start passing things out. Everyone took what they needed and they got what they desired, with a promise to me that the act of kindness would be paid forward.

I saw families starting their own farms, fresh water being drunk and women starting their own businesses.

Then I went to France to see a dear friend of mine.

Another night, I was in the states, buying up houses that were foreclosed on their owners, only in the dark of night I approach the door with the deed in hand, slide it into the mailbox, ring the bell and run. Yes, I would do the ding, dong ditch! But for a good reason, I don’t want the praise or admiration of people, I just want people to be happy and share the joy that I feel! I want them to have their home, and I want people to be happy and know there are great things still to come for them.

I believe in the secret, and I know that the lottery numbers will come to me tonight, all on one line.

I nearly didn’t sleep last night since I was so excited for the next day to come, in fact. I woke up twice. Once to tell my brother to work on his resignation letter, the other time was out of excitement. After the second wake up call, I found myself tired and was quickly whisked away into a sleep. Where my dream was my older sister getting married to the man she loves and a young boy approached me and called me aunt Shannon. (my sister has been trying for a baby it was a sign of things to come)

I cannot wait to see what the world has in store for me, I will make every day awesome, and will spread the joy.

Now… where do I put that dream house?

Stay Thirsty

just blogging for the sake of blogging

A blog about nothing special

I know it has been a few days since I posted anything, but I find sometimes I don’t really have anything worthy to post about! I am still waiting to hear from the publisher (no surprise really) but that hasn’t been the only thing on my mind.

As of late, despite the ideas I have brewing in my head, I can’t seem to put them to paper. In fact, I had created a whole different story series just recently, yet I am trying to find the right voices and proper historical content to use. But I am still passionately working on my original vampire series that has at least twelve book ideas.

I find they aren’t too bloody later on down the line. It gets rather tame. However, one shouldn’t keep bombarding their reader with the same gore right? There are new characters, new histories to learn and perspectives to see. Sometimes the scariest element of the story is not the immortals, but the people they come across and what they see in their time. That has been my muse as of late, history. And I have an utter fascination with World War 2.

I explained in a pervious blog that people have stated no one really cares about the war nor are the students these days really let the concept sink in. This isn’t targeted at all students, for some it may strike a cord, others, it rolls off their backs as they wait to see how much longer they have to be in school until they go off to University.

But I believed that Quentin Tarantino had the right idea when he made Inglorious Bastards. It was something new and different for people to view what happened during the war. Although the storyline wasn’t true, it perhaps peeked people’s curiosity as to what really happened in Europe.

It’s what I have been doing when I write. Despite the perspective and the alteration of the history, most of it is true. Yet I always seem to make my vampires say the same line over and over to one another, and especially the new characters that come into view.

“Mortals made this war, they are the ones to end it, not us”

I try to alter a few situations to make it easier for the reader to take in, but at the same time I need to make it raw and have them know what happened to those people back in the 1930s and 1940s was very real. But the part of me prefers my world of fiction, my vampire’s interpretation since they saved lives, as many as they could. But in truth, what I have learned from books and war documentaries is anything but the truth. You didn’t have vampires who would fight against the Nazis with as many numbers as they could gather, you had brave men and women who died fighting, and those who watched their friends and even their own brothers and sister parish at their side is all the more heart wrenching.

Difficult to write, impossible to put into words.

I will never do that time frame justice, no matter how many books I read or war specials I watch. It can never be done, it will only be written with great justice by those who were there and witnessed it first hand. Those who fought for survival no only on the battle fields, but also the horrible concentration camps. The free thinkers who lived in Germany and knew what happened in the world around them was wrong, and fought with everything they had to help those in need.

A picture can be worth a thousand words, but finding those words to use… well… I don’t know if it could be possible.

I do apologize for going back to this theme for a blog, I have been absorbed in the time frame for a while. In fact, one of my vampires gains his name… after he runs into my Grandfather stationed in Europe….

Stay thirsty.