A week ago, I was going gangbusters on my goal to write the 6th book in my Detective Quaid Series called A Passion for Murder. But then it all came to a sudden stop!
At first, I thought it was just a little burnout or the dreaded writers' block, but the truth – I’ve grown to hate my subject matter. I simply couldn’t write another graphic murder. It’d become too much. I thought, wait a day or two, or three and work on finishing the edits for book 5, Murder, Just Because, but the same thing happened. MJB is a book I’d hoped to have published by years end, but I couldn’t stand reading the chapters where murder had occurred. These were words I’d already written, but I wasn’t interested in rereading them. If I can’t read my words why would anyone else?
I recently read a quote that said, “Failure can be a comma, or a full stop. You choose.”
While I’ll fail to win at NANO this year, I’m hoping my “Full Stop” is only a comma and that I’ll figure out my next writing path soon.
But at the moment, this is where I’m standing - on a road with no clear direction.
My pictures of the full moon never, ever do it justice. But thanks goodness there are plenty of folks who know how to take a professional photo that does.
Even more interesting than the pictures are the names for each full moon. All provided by the native Americans.
January’s full moon was known this year as the Super Blood Wolf Moon. Because of the closeness to the earth and the eclipse. Which was a real treat to witness, and it did turn red. Sadly I didn’t get a picture, at least not one that you would recognize.
But for your information here’s a list of the upcoming moons:
For me, just researching this blog brought an idea for a new series of murder mysteries. Yay for research!
How are you progressing with your goals, writing or otherwise?
My writing goals are suffering, but I have a lot on the table right now, so I can’t complain. Because I'm moving forward and still have that New Year glow and a positive outlook for the future. I hope you do too!
After several hurricanes, the beaches in Myrtle Beach almost disappeared, but this October they were reclaimed. A dredge scoops up the sand offshore and then it is piped to the beach in the form of a slurry, and as it’s delivered back onto the beach, the dozers spread and compact it. We enjoyed watching the work. They worked night and day, and the picture above is the result. A beautiful beach.
Here are a few pictures that really tell the story!
Very early in the morning. We couldn't sleep so we watched the operation.
The operators of these machines were amazing. They laid the pipe end to end with the skill of a surgeon
These pipes weren’t welded together. A larger end was slid onto the smaller end, and all by the large dozer. Like I said amazing skill!
The slurry was very colorful when it first started through the pipe.
This eight-story machine was used to measure the shoreline so they could determine exactly how much and where the sand was needed.
Just a big truck on long legs that goes out into the surf.
Watching it work was really fun. Especially the night it got stuck in the surf. They worked for hours trying to rescue it. Eventually several of the dozers, via cable, unstuck it. It was then driven back to the beach under its own power. The waves that night were fierce, not nice and quiet like the first picture.
I almost forgot some of the best fun was the way the tourists tried to cross the construction area. The company used fences, yellow tape, signs, and several guards. We were surprised by the number of people who ignored all of it and walked into a dangerous construction zone. All of them were stopped by the guards, and most were kind, sort of like, “Oh sorry, didn’t see that barrier. Didn't notice that you were working.” But some of them were belligerent and hostile to the guards. To no avail though. Still, it was fun to watch. “Oh, you have a sign. Sorry, I can’t read!” 😊
Welcome to 2019 and my attempt at blogging with a purpose. The View from the Patio will feature the actual view on the day it’s written, and the subject is open.
What is the purpose? Good Question. When I figure that out, I’ll let you know. 😊
Since it’s the New Year, I’ll speak to resolutions. The age-old attempt by most of us to start the year with a new goal.
This year I resolve to be real.
To be ME!
In other words, I’m going to do exactly what I want, when I want, and for whatever reason I choose.
In the past, I’ve played it too safe. I’ve been whatever everyone else wanted me to be. Setting myself up for failure, heartache, and disappointment. Well, no more!
Today I felt like writing a blog, and this is it. Who knows, tomorrow it could be a new novel, an old book, or fun at the library doing research. Or I might write a short story, flash fiction, or poetry. And the most exciting thing is, if I get really ambitious, I might even submit for publication.
Why the laissez-faire attitude?
Because I can.
Now onto the real subject of the day: I was recently asked to apply for a writing job. It was an opportunity to write short stories in the horror genre.
The parameters were that I’d retain no rights and my name wouldn’t be used. The rate of pay is one cent per word.
3,000 words = $30
5,000 words = $50
10,000 words = $100.
Yeah, my exact response.
I’m a cheap date, but I found that offer to be an insult. Especially when you consider the time and effort involved in the creative process. Or am I the only one who struggles over every word, sentence, and paragraph when I write?
I know my words are worth more than a penny, but what do you think?
How much is a word worth?
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
keep it real!
“The greatest challenge in life is to be our own person and accept that being different is a blessing and not a curse. A person who knows who they are lives a simple life by eliminating from their orbit anything that does not align with his or her overriding purpose and values. A person must be selective with their time and energy because both elements of life are limited.” ― Kilroy J. Oldster, Dead Toad Scrolls