Because Scott Sigler is in town!

Some writing may happen today, but probably not a lot. Why? Because the FDO is in town (the Future Dark Overlord). Scott Sigler, baby!And when he’s in town, you go see him. Why is he in town? Because the third book in the Infected series is out. PANDEMIC! I have a copy. I will be reading it as soon as I finish the book I’m working on. No, I will NOT be bringing that copy with me. Why? I want to support my local bookstore by buying a copy of it there.
Where will all this happen? At Mysterious Galaxy BookStore right here in San Diego (Kearny Mesa, actually). So I’ll be there getting a fresh copy. I’ll have the FDO deface it with his left-handed signature. I will have dinner with the FDO (and 30 of our close, personal friends…or more). It’ll be a great time. If you’re not doing anything tonight, join me! It’ll be awesome!
Until Next Time!
WOO WOO!
Feeling Lucky?

Last year many things happened. I may have talked about this one, but probably not. I’m bad like that. Sorry.
One of the many things that happened is that I got a story published in an anthology entitled “Lucky or Unlucky: 13 Stories of Fate“. My story, Runners, uses 13 in a couple different ways and the story was a blast to write. I’ve also read all the stories in this anthology and it really runs the gamut or ways to use the number 13. for 99 cents, you really can’t go wrong.
Another fun aspect of this anthology is that each author is a member of sffworld.com (I’ve talked about this place before methinks). It’s great to see the community produce works like this. There are more than one, but this is the one form 2013. It’s already received a couple great reviews.
So if you need a little something to read and have 99 cents to spare, just ask yourself, are you feeling lucky? Well, are you?
Hey! I didn’t forget about you

I’m going to start including pictures in my posts. I hope you don’t mind. They may or may not have anything to do with what I’m rambling about, but hey, it’ll be there. 🙂 I’ll try to include where I picked it up from just in case someone gets fussy and wants me to take down the picture.
So I’ve been busy lately.
Over the weekend we went up to Lemoore to see my nephew’s promotion ceremony. He’s in the Navy and just advanced from Chief Petty Officer to Chief Warrant Officer. Usually the next step is from Chief to Senior Chief. Going to Warrant Officer is a big deal because it’s the only way to go from Enlisted to the Officer’s ranks. Not many of these advancements are performed and it’s a very big deal. There weren’t a couple Master Chiefs (those come after Senior Chief and is the highest Enlisted rating) and a Chief Warrant Officer 5 (steps for Warrant Officer go from 2 through 5, 5 being the highest level). To say I’m proud of what he’s accomplished would be an understatement. This truly is a life changing event for him and something that is what an enlisted person should strive for.
Had my brother been able to make Chief, I’m certain he would have gone to the Warrant Officer ranks, but his rate was so tight (only one or two first class petty officers were advanced to chief per year) he was never able to make chief. I’m still very proud that my brother was able to put in his full twenty as enlisted and retired with all the honors he deserved.
I spent my four years in the Navy and it’s a lifestyle. It’s not an easy lifestyle. It’s very difficult and most people can’t handle it. I was one of those that couldn’t take it after four years and needed to get out as soon as I was able. Therefore I have a great admiration for those who are able to serve and make a life out of it. If you have served or are serving, I admire what you’re doing. Thank you.
So going up to Lemoore I took some time off from writing. since getting back I’ve knocked out 7000 words (1503,2115,1733,1639). I’ll be doing more today/tonight. I’m nearly the 40,000 word mark and halfway point of the book. I think it may end up longer than I’m expecting and I’m fine with that. A book is as long as it needs to be and given that I’m just getting to the practice portion of the book (the competition will be even longer) I fully expect this book to grow from 90,000 to 100,000 words. We’ll see what happens in the next 40,000 words before I even start to worry about that. All I know is I’m having fun with the book, the characters, and the universe they’re in. The book is set in the V&A Shipping Universe and Vic, Joey, and the rest of the crew all make an appearance. This book will take place shortly after V&A Shipping II and perhaps we’ll do some more mixing of characters in V&A Shipping III and GRPC 2. I don’t know just yet.
Asteroid Bunnies is up next. I can’t want to jump into this book. It’ll be a blast to write. I’m going to shoot for a 30,000 word book, but again, it may grow beyond that as it’ll also be the first in the series. If all goes right (I almost typed write) this year, Astel 2 will be up after Asteroid Bunnies. Then I’ll finish To Fall From the Sky (that one needs some fixing before I jump back in, but it’s already half-way done). They I think it’ll be Almost-Super Heroes (about 1/4 done), and they Life of Lists. I’ll see where I’m at after that, but suffice to say, I’ve got my work cut out for me.
Beyond writing, I’m reading a LOT of books lately as well. When I lay down I’m trying to read one or two chapters before I fall asleep. It’s doing wonders for my writing. I find the more I read, the more I want to write and therefore the more I actually do write.
Speaking of reading and writers…Scott Sigler (the FDO himself) will be in my neck of the woods on Monday. I will be down at Mysterious Galaxy bookstore here in San Diego. If you’d like to meet him (or hell, if you want to meet me!) I’ll be there and so will Siggy. I’ll be buying a second copy of Pandemic to get signed (I won’t go to a signing and NOT buy a book). Yes, I already have a reading copy. I’ll be needing a signed copy. I don’t want to get food crumbs and cheetle in my signed copy dontchaknow. Yes, Yes I could buy the ebook, but that’s not the point.
Okay, I’ve rambled enough for one day. My next post will be about Lucky or Unlucky. 13 stories of Fate where you can find Me, and Mr. Plested and, obviously, 11 other writers. This is an anthology for 2013 from sffworld forum. If you’re a writer looking for a community, this is a great place to drop by.
Finally! Enough links for one day. Sheesh. Okay, I’m outta here! More to come from me tomorrow!
Until Next Time!
WOO WOO!
Off to a Good Start
Hello!
Well, a week has gone by and I’ve been writing like a madman. Well, okay. Not really. I’ve been putting things off, working later, doing laundry, taking my favorite daughter places she needs to go, watching TV, reading books.
PLAYING CANDY CRUSH!
I’ve now uninstalled Candy Crush. Again. It was eating into my reading and writing time.
So, how have I done so far? Well, I’m about to sit and write, so I won’t count today, but since 1/6 here are the numbers…
1/6 – 2467
1/7 – 1358
1/8 – 1110
1/9 – 1736
1/10 – 1230
1/11 – 1056
1/12 – 1557
1/13 – 1186
for a grand total of 11,700 words. I’m pretty happy with that. I’m also happy with a streak of days over 1000 words. Makes me happy. It also puts me at 28,000 words into the first book of the Giant Robot Planetary Competition. I’m 30,000 words in and I’ve introduced the world, gotten the crew together, and they’re about to start practice before the competition. The first half will be preparation. The second half will be the actual competition. I’m excited and the book is taking a small twist I didn’t see coming, but should have. I love it when that happens in a story.
Once I get this book written, it’ll be Asteroid Bunnies, then Astel 2 (some people have been waiting for the sequel), the Life of List. Then I’ll reassess where I’m at and see what I’ll be writing next. I’m thinking it’ll be either Golden West 3, or Of Gnomes and Dwarves 2.
Hopefully by that time, Mike Plested and I will be diving into Jack Kane 2. I’m excited about it coming out later this year and can’t wait to see what happens next for those books. It’ll be a blast!
After spending a couple of months down, it feels real good to sit and type once again. I’m very happy. Things are looking up for 2014 to be even better than 2013. I’ll get into a lot of that in a later post. I’ll also talk about some things I did in 2013 that you may have missed as I was rather quiet during the end of 2013 and some things slipped my mind. I’m terribly sorry about that.
I’d sit here and ramble, but my writing time is disappearing. I just wanted to make sure I drop a post each Tuesday. That’s going to be a firm commitment for 2014. Next week I hope to start a short podcast just keeping you up to date on my thoughts, my progress, things like that. It’ll be a free form ramble that may repeat a lot of things I’ll post here as many have time to listen to me for 5-10 minutes, but don’t have the time to read the blog. I understand.
Alright, I’m rambling…a lot.
Until Next Time!
WOO WOO!
The First words of the year feel goooooood!
The holidays have a tendency to throw everything off. Couple that with major life stress, recovering from major life stress, family obligations, and having far too much time off from actually writing, and getting back on the horse yet again isn’t as easy as it seems. Yes, I’ve been in this situation before. Yes, I’ve gotten back on the horse before. It’s just something that needs to be done if I’m ever going to get back to this writing business…again.
As I said in my last post, last year took a bite out of me and I only managed 172,000 words of my 365,000 word goal. Almost half-way, which isn’t too shabby. I can’t be sad and given my average word count per day, I’m also quite pleased with the overall result. I have pretty much the same goal for this year. 365,000 words. Hopefully this year will be a little more stable and far less in the surprise department.
The past week (since New Year’s Eve) I’ve been having crushing sinus pain. Just intensely painful at times, dizzying at other times, and overall wearing me down. For that reason it’s been difficult enough to just sit at the computer for work. I haven’t wanted to write one word. Even reading has been difficult. I’ve been taking NyQuil at night with a couple Sudafed and nasal spray. Regardless I still wake up in the morning unable to breathe through my nose. I’m so done with medicine head. It makes everything far more difficult than it needs to be.
Even so, last night I decided it was time to sit down and write. I read through the last three chapters I’d written in the Giant Robot Planetary Competition. I did lots of editing as I went (wow I type badly when I type quickly) and remembered where I was going with a scene that I’d stopped writing in mid-sentence. I typed 99 words and stopped. I focused on the screen and started typing again. Got another 115 words down and stopped once more. It was akin to kicking off the rust and getting an old machine moving. One the third try I got 500 words in before ending that chapter and trying to figure out what to do with the next chapter.
I got up, walked away from the computer for a few minutes. Tried not to cry from the damn pain in my skull. Sat back down and started typing. When all was said and done, I’d gotten to a total of 2500 words and just couldn’t do it any more. The pain in my skull was just far too much. I took my NyQuil, my Sudafed, my nasal spray, and went to bed.
I’ll be trying to do the same again today. I’ll write, I’m just not sure how much will actually get done. I’d like to keep this pace up for a few days. It’d be nice to knock out GRPC before the end of the month and at a pace of 2500 words a day, that’s very doable. I plan on doing far more writing than anything else this year. If you read Dean Wesley Smith’s blog, you know what he says. Spend 85% of your writing time creating new fiction. The other 15% is for editing, publishing, and book covers. I plan on following that.
Another thing I need to do is get caught up on all my correspondences from the end of last year. I’m slacking off badly and with everything that happened at the end of last year, I hope all those waiting on a reply for me understand.
That’s all I’ve got for today.
Oh, wait! I’m wrong. I’ve posted on twitter, if you buy any one of my titles (from any ebook seller) and email me your receipt, I will email you all my other titles FREE! What are you waiting for? Go grab one!
Okay, that’s really it. I need to go take some sinus medicine.
Until Next Time!
WOO WOO!
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Looking back is the new looking forward.
WoW! What a year 2013 turned out to be. Talk about a roller coaster ride. There were several ups and just as many downs. I started out the year looking to publish 28 books over 24 months. I’m sure you’re wondering how I did, if I’m on track, and all those other thoughts.
Well, I was able to get 9 titles out during 2013. I was hoping to hit 14, but I’ll get to why I didn’t in a little bit and I’ll also touch on why I won’t hit the 28 book mark either. I’ll also, finally, update the links for V&A Shipping II so it’ll be easier to find if you’d like to purchase a copy.
2013 started out as a big bundle of stress and anxiety and did its best to not let up throughout the year. We had difficulties at work with an application we’d developed and planned to deploy in late April. Something changed on the back end that required several meetings, a lot of late nights and working though the weekend. Work took over my life and I was only able to bash out a little over 5000 words during that month and publishing a couple of titles.
During February and March I managed to crank out a good number of words and it was toward the end of March I got notified by my landlord that he was selling his place. Oh, yeah. Moving. This was the second stressful and was not to be the last. Fortunately my landlord was himself renting a place and needed to move out into a place he was wanting to purchase. So things needed to happen just right. He needed to sell the place I was renting and moving into the place he was buying. He made arrangements with his landlord so I could move in there. I needed to be out before July 1st or I’d be paying rent at two locations.
Of course everything went smoothly. My landlord moved out on June 29th and I had June 30th to get everything moved. <sigh>
April to July saw little writing and July wasn’t much better as there was the constant getting settled in.Once things settled down, I did get back on track and cranked out a lot more words. A couple large projects at work ate into my personal time (that happens and is expected). It wasn’t until November that I was set to really crank up the word count and had written nearly 12,000 words during the first few days of November. I had planned on trying to write 150,000 words during November and December. I was even on track to do just that. It was looking good. I was settled in. No major projects on the horizon. It was going to be smooth sailing.
Then I got notification that my job had been shipped offshore and I needed to look for a new position within the company.
Let me talk a moment about stress here and what this signified to me. I’ve never been involuntarily unemployed. I’ve been working since I was 15 and I’ve had a steady job. I’ve only been fired once and I had a job the following day. I spent a year after i got out of the Navy adjusting to civilian life, but that was a choice. I spent a year looking for a job when I moved from Colorado to California. Again, it was a choice. For nearly 30 years I’ve been gainfully employed.
Getting told I may lose my job didn’t sit well with me and I had nightmares, difficultly sleeping, and I couldn’t focus on much of anything. My entire purpose became talking to everyone I’d ever worked with, getting my resume in shape, and applying for jobs inside the company. After being with the same company or 17 years, I didn’t want to start looking outside unless I really needed to. I did not want to start all over. So November and December were lost to stress and focus on other things entirely.
Yes, I did secure a position around December 18th. I still couldn’t focus on much of anything and decided that, since i had the rest of the year off from work, I’d just relax as much as possible and do as little as possible. I read a few books, bought a lot more, watched more TV in two weeks than I have the entire rest of the year. I let all the stress of the year flow away and just did what I could to get my head back into shape to focus on 2014.
At the end of December I also signed a contract along with my writing partner, Mike Plested, for our book, Jack Kane and the Statue of Liberty. It will be out sometime next year. I’m excited to now be a ‘hybrid’ author. I’m also excited that Jack Kane will be seeing print (much more on this as the year progresses).
So what were my totals for 2013? I feel I really missed the mark, but with all the stresses hitting me at various times during the year, it’s not totally unexpected. I’ve always said that if I come close to hitting my goals, I’d feel happy with my output. Well, I didn’t even come close this year, but I still knocked out a good chunk of words. I’m even happy with my daily average for the number of days I was actually able to write.
107 – days writing
258 – days not writing
172700 – words for 2013
1614 – average words per day on writing days
As I said, I plan on hitting the ground running in 2014. I didn’t write yesterday (time spent with family and friends), but I will get words written today and I plan on trying to hit a nice streak of words for the year.
All I can say is that to me, my word count for 2013 is dismal to me. Some would look at my productivity and be quite happy with that so I’m not entirely disappointed. I’d planned on writing 365,000 during the year, but life does have a tendency to happen.
I also plan on being on twitter and facebook a little more often. We’ll see how that goes. I’m off to go make things happen!
Until Next Time!
WOO WOO
How’ve you been?
Next week I will write up a ‘year in review’ post. Today it’s just a “Hey, where’ve I been the past couple of months” post.
Well, my plan when I last posted was to write fast and furious(ly). Sadly, that didn’t happen. I got about 8,000 words written over two days and BAM! Life hit me like a sledge.
I was informed that my entire workgroup’s responsibilities were being shifted off-shore and I had until the end of January to find myself a new job. Let’s just say I was not prepared for this to happen. It wasn’t even anything I was thinking about. Normally there are rumors of cuts or an announcement of a 10% or 20% cut coming. Something. This was a quick, sweeping cut that affected 189 people including my boss, his boss, everyone. To say it was shocking is an understatement.
I could go on and on about how I feel about this decision, but from the person’s level that made the cut, it makes sense. I don’t think that person will realize just what a terrible mistake they’ve made until it’s far too late and will likely not care nor will there be any repercussions for this cut.
I have secured a new position within the company. Thankfully I do work for a company that does try and look out for its employees even if people in levels of power don’t appear to really care about the little people (from time to time). The group I’m moving into, I won’t be doing web design any more. I will be working in a ‘growth’ area. The job appears to be very secure. I’m excited for a new chapter in my working career.
So I’m safe for now. So are many that were affected, but there are still quite a large number out there looking to find something else. We even had a few take an early retirement, so at least some people had options. At 44 with 17 years with the company, I did not want to leave and start over somewhere else. Thankfully, I won’t have to.
Needless to say, it’s amazing just how much stress like this can shut down the old brain. I tried to write. I did some editing (and got V&A Shipping II publishing, a post on that later). I could do little but stare at my screen and wait for someone to ask me a question while I looked and asked for a job. I didn’t sleep well. I struggled just to leave the house. I kept up a brave face and projected a positive attitude even though I felt like I’d been hit repeatedly in the gut for no apparent reason.
So needless to say, very few words have happened in the time since I started looking for a new job. That makes me sad. I had high hopes for this year, but there’s always next year and it brings with it a lot of its own challenges. I’ll get to those in another post as well.
I didn’t post anything here while I was stressing out and told only a handful of people anything was wrong. I want attention on me and what I do. I didn’t want pity or sympathy. I needed to focus on what I was doing and make sure I secured a position. I’m sorry if I’ve been distant, but I hope you understand why.
I’ve got news aplenty that occurred while I was away. Be sure to look for more blog posts from me. I’ll also get out there and update the blog to get V&A Shipping II announced and clickable to you can purchase a copy.
I plan on blogging a couple of times per week just to keep my head clear, my direction focused, and my goals out there. I allowed life to collapse all my goals in on themselves when I should have tried to stay focused. 2014 will be much different!
Watch for future announcements!
Until Next Time!
WOO WOO!
Not really feeling it.
Yes, it’s NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month where writers try to write 50,000 words in a month). Yes, I will write a lot this month (probably more than 50,000 words). No, I’m not actively participating this year. I have my reasons. Mainly I need to focus and write as much as possible with as few distractions as I can handle.
But here’s the issue. I’m not really feeling it at the moment. I took last week off (7 full days) from writing and I read a LOT! I finished 5 books, 2 short story anthologies, and a couple novellas. When I want to, I read rather quickly. Something happened in the middle of all that reading. I checked my sales for the year, the hits on my blog, and the numbers of reads over at wattpad.
Sales are pretty much flat. 3-5 books a month. Wattpad, I think I’ve had a total of 500 reads across all the stories I posted (V&A Shipping had 100 parts so 300 of those would be 3 readers.). The blog? Well, I did cross 10,000 page views, but again, we’re still around an average of 3-5 hits per day and many of those look like they fell on the page rather than came here to see who I am and what I’m doing.
So as I was typing away and finished off Golden West Season 2 and started into Asteroid Bunnies (something I put on hold for a bit but will jump back in once I re-plot the entire story) I took a long hard look at my body of work and the works I was reading. Books and stories by people I admire. Some were freaking awesome, some were fair, one was just not my cuppa tea.
Regardless of what I read or how I read it, I couldn’t shake that feeling that I must be doing something wrong. I felt like a fake, a fraud, a poser, a wannabe, someone who was just going to crank out garbage for a long time and never really write something worthwhile. I, for a moment, lost the desire to write at all. I honestly thought about just tossing in the hat and saying “screw it, why bother any more?”
I know, I know. It’s a long hard road to get the attention of readers. It’s never an easy thing. It’s difficult to finish writing a book. It’s harder to edit that book and make it something you want other people to read. It’s soul sucking to put something out there and seeing so few people even interested.
So I fell into a funk.
But, today was a pull myself up by my bootstraps kind of day. I’ve already put down 1600 words and I aim to put down at least another 2000. Being that I had recently watched Pacific Rim and Real Steel, I felt the need to jump back into my giant robot story. I spent two days with 300 words per day as I re-read, cleaned up, and prepared to move forward. I’m excited about the story once again and I can’t wait to jump in and get this one going in the direction I want it to go. I’ll probably sit down tonight and start mapping out the chapters (something I should have done prior to NaNoWriMo). I’ll get 5-10 ahead and start writing. It’d be nice to knock out another 2000 tonight and actually be getting caught up to that 50,000 words.
My favorite daughter has an off period from volleyball and that will give me some much needed time to actually sit and write and not worry about jumping up in a few minutes to take her somewhere. I’ll be able to define a period of ‘office hours’ that are my time to sit and write.
And no, I won’t be writing like a madman just to write 50,000 words. I know many look at NaNoWriMo as pressure to write 50,000 words and to some people that feels like a lot of words. If I’d stayed on track this year (instead of losing over 6 months of writing time due to many life issues) I would have written over 300,000 words thus far. As it stands, I’ve only written 168,000. I’m still happy with that number and I know I’ll easily break 200,000 words on the year and I’ll be on track to make great progress next year.
Yes, I had feeling of doubt, self-pity, regret for all those lost days. I felt as if I’d let people down. I’d not put out books when I said they’d be out. This made me feel terrible, and I’ve now moved past that. I will be getting those books out as soon as possible. I will be getting a LOT of words written before the end of the year. I will do all these things and try to get myself back on track. It’s an exciting time. For a moment I lost the excitement, but I’ve regained it and it’s time to put the pedal to the metal and see just how fast I can really type.
I will still be quiet. Sorry, but I need time to get my mind back on things. I do have one announcement that will be coming out later this week about an anthology I’m in. I’ll probably put that up tomorrow. I’ve already read all the stories in the anthology and if you found me because of the anthology, WELCOME! Sorry this post was a drag. I’ll be more upbeat in my subsequent posts.
Well, I’ve got words to write. If you want a free ebook (one I’ve written 😉 ), email me what you’d like and I’ll send it in the format of your choice.
Until Next Time!
WOO WOO!
Going Dark
HEY! How are you? Really? That’s great. I’m doing awesome as well. This has been a wonderful year filled with amazement and adventure. It’s also been filled with challenges, unexpected complications, a little bit of stress, and lots of joy.
I recently finished blogging Paradise Palms. I hope you enjoyed that. I also recently finished wattpading V&A Shipping. Today I was supposed to have V&A Shipping II available for you. Yeah. About that. Things got a little crazy and that’s not happening today. It will happen very very soon, that I promise you. Hopefully it’ll be in your hot little hands next week.
This week I’m wrapping up Golden West Season 2. I had a conversation with my writing partner, Michell Plested, and he’s working on his next Action Pack Adventure. We’ll get that out to you just as soon as we’re able. I will have ebook and print editions available prior to the podcast in case you can’t wait to see what happens next.
But as the title of this blog post suggests, I’m going dark. You won’t see me on social media much. I’ll be on twitter once in a while, a post here and there on facebook, but for the most part, I want to write as much as possible before the end of the year. Yes, NaNoWriMo is coming up and I won’t be an active participant. Yes, I could probably win this year, but I have other things on my plate. Here’s what I’ve got planned for the rest of the year.
1) Finish Golden West Season 2
2) Write My Teacher is a Witch
3) Write My Teacher is a Ghost
4) Write Astel 2
5) Write Asteroid Bunnies.
6) Publish V&A Shipping II
7) Publish Golden West Season 2
8) Publish My Teacher is a Witch
9) Publish My Teacher is a Ghost
10) Publish Of Gnomes and Dwarves Book 1 – Chance Encounters.
As you can see, my plate will be quite full. That means I won’t be putting anything else on wattpad for now. I won’t be blogging any novels for now. I will next year, but I want to try and end this year with a bang.
I’m way WAY behind my annual goal and I know it’s not going to happen unless I can write 3000 or more words per day. I’m currently sitting on 160,000 words for the year and I should be at 290,000. Yeah, just a little bit behind schedule. So I’ve already committed to this year being a miss in terms of my writing goal, and I’m fine with that. Given all that’s happened, it’s understandable. Moving and getting settled into a new house, the pressure of work and the extra hours, volleyball, there were just too many things in life happening to commit to writing as much as I would have liked.
I will, however, be hitting next year hard and furious. I’ve done some rearranging of titles and hope to do a good run on certain titles. I want to write more Supernatural Learning (My Teacher is a … ), I plan to start Unnatural Wars, I want to write the third book for Astel and complete that trilogy, I want to write at least one more Asteroid Bunnies.
Those are just the shorter books. I also want to complete To Fall From the Sky, Almost-Super Heroes, A Life of Lists, and Of Gnomes and Dwarves book 2 – Mount Astoon. Perhaps I’ll even get back into my giant robot story (after seeing Pacific Rim and Real Steel, I’m excited to get back into this universe). I’ve got a LOT of words I want to write. I’ve got graphs, charts, plots, and a calendar to set up the time I need to get these stories written. As I keep saying, it’s an exciting time to be a writer.
I do want to keep doing the “Authors You Should Be Reading” series. I’ll be doing J. Daniel Sawyer and Paul E. Cooley next. Then I’ll look at other closer, personal friends to abuse. I also need to make a graphic for that page and make it a little more interesting. I’m going to have fun with that one.
Well, like I said, I’m going dark. I’ll be very quiet, but I’ll be producing a LOT of content. Next year I will be reaching out to people with blogs and podcasts to talk about my 28 novels in 24 months. I’m having a blast getting stories out there and hopefully people are enjoying reading them.
Speaking of writing, I’d better get at that.
Until Next Time!
WOO WOO!
Read Along: Paradise Palms: Chapter 54
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One Year Later…
Sam
“…wake up, Sam! Wake up!”
Sam opened his eyes and looked into Girlfriend’s beaming face. “They’re here Sam! They’re here!”
Sam rolled out of bed and ran a hand over his smooth scalp. Ever since they’d gotten back, Girlfriend had made sure he’d kept it shaven. He picked up his prosthetic right arm and latched it into place. He had two, one with a claw that he used while working so he could hold things – the claw he could open and close and worked quite well for holding the paint can when he repainted the Paradise Palms sign – and one he used for things such as this; meeting Girlfriend’s parents for the first time.
“Just let me splash a little water on my face. I’ll be just a second.”
“Just hurry up. I can’t wait for you to meet them.”
Girlfriend ran from the room and out the front door. The screen door slammed and Blue barked loudly as the motor of the RV died.
Sam washed his face and took a moment to gargle some mouthwash. The reddish scars on his shoulder and chest still had a lingering pain that reminded Sam every day what he’d been through. Girlfriend had never told her parents what had happened or what they’d all gone through. She talked little of it. In a morphine daze in the hospital when he came around for the first time, he’d asked her to marry him. Apparently he asked her every time he came around. And every time she said yes, but he didn’t remember any of that. He just remembered pain.
They had to take much of his right arm off due to a massive infection he’d gotten, but Doc Brenner and Clive took care of all the bills, and made sure he’d gotten the best treatment and artificial limbs. Sam didn’t know anything about all of that until he was out of the hospital and back home. The first time he woke in his own bed felt like the first time in sixty-five-million years.
Clive had apparently recovered from the madness he suffered. He spent several weeks in the hospital recovering from his time in the past. A combination of isolation and guilt thinking he was responsible for the deaths of the dinosaurs he had been observing. He’d apologized many times for his behavior and for putting them all at risk to come and save him.
Sam pulled on a shirt and a pair of shorts and went outside after Girlfriend. Her parents were both plump, but not fat, and were gray haired. Her father, who had longer hair than her mother, wore a Minnesota Twins ball cap. He smiled and moved toward Sam, hand outstretched.
“Such a pleasure it is to be meeting you.” His thick Russian accent took Sam aback. He had always thought they’d talk the same as Girlfriend. He moved his shoulder for his right hand to extend. Girlfriend’s father took the hand gently and looked at it. “She had tell us you lost arm, but she not tell us why. Perhaps we can get you to tell us story, no?”
“I’m sure we’ll have a lot of time for stories,” Sam said with a smile, wishing he could shake his hand instead of just hold it out.
“Yes. We will have much time to share stories. We even find spot here in park for RV. Only two months to plan a wedding. The girls will be quite busy. Perhaps you can show me fishing?”
“I think that sounds like a great plan.”
“Very good, very good. Come meet missus.”
Sam held out his hand to Girlfriend’s mom only to be pulled in by her massive arms and hugged like never before. “I thank you. My daughter tell me nothing, but she say you save her life. I want look forward you tell me about it. I should hear it all.”
“Mom, you’re making a big deal out of it. Really.”
“He lose arm. How not big deal? If we not get held up in customs going from country to country, I be here sooner.”
“Oh mom, you could’ve taken a flight.”
“And leave your father? No no.”
Girlfriend took her mother’s arm and took her inside. They continued their conversation as they walked.
“She tell us you are good man, Sam. I know my baby girl. I trust her. You must be good man.”
Sam didn’t know what to say, so he just smiled.
“Let us walk for a bit. Such long drive I have need stretch legs.”
They walked through the park in silence. Girlfriend’s father did stretch his legs, his arms, his back. Sam gave a small chuckle.
Lin and Tiger Lily walked up, arm in arm. Lin said, “I thought I heard a different motor.”
“Don’t lie,” Tiger Lily snapped. “You’ve been doing nothing but playing poker and watching the monitors for the past two days.” To Sam she said, “I swear, ever since she found out that Girlfriend’s parents would be in town soon she’s been glued to that chair waiting and watching.”
“Hey, I did win a couple nice tourneys.”
“Yeah, like you really need the money.”
“It’s about the competition.”
Sam laughed. “Girls, meet Mr. Sokolov. Girlfriend’s father. Mr. Sokolov, this is Lin Pza Pza and her partner, Tiger Lily Smith. Girlfriend and her mother are inside if you wanted to go and meet her. I’m sure they’d love more company.”
“My wife, she does love to talk. She can have entire conversation while I drive and I say nothing. Perfect it is. Please, go join them. Pleasure it is meeting you. Girlfriend has told me much about you.”
Both of them gave Mr. Sokolov hugs. Lin said to Sam, “Oh, Julio should be back at any time. If you see him, let him know there’s only one more trip left and that’s everything.”
Sam nodded. “I’ll let him know.”
Lin and Tiger Lily walked off to his trailer. They’d given up the government contract. Well, not given it up completely, just the work involved. Lin had found a sub-contractor to take over the maintenance of the servers. She’d asked Sam if he could redo her basement to make it a normal living space, but he looked at his arm and had told her he’d find someone trustworthy to do the job. He hated to see her pout, but he was no longer in any condition to perform those kinds of jobs.
“…and that is when I tell her ‘I don’t think that’s a bathroom'” Mr. Sokolov laughed heartily and patted Sam on the back. “We have so much fun in country where we speak bad English and so do the rest of the people. It is very funny.”
“I’m sure you must’ve had a great time.”
“Sam! Sam!” Clive Brenner strode up the road. Sam and Mr. Sokolov stopped. Clive held out a hand. “You must be Girlfriend’s father. Pleasure to meet. Truly a pleasure.”
“How are you, Clive?” Sam asked. He liked seeing Clive, but never felt comfortable. He almost felt as if he should be in their debt for all the bills they had to pay for him. Every bill he had was paid and paid in full from his medical bills to his trailer, everything had been taken care of. It was far more than they needed to do. At least Clive no longer appeared stark-raving mad.
“Wonderful, wonderful. I have some great news. Great news indeed. I was poring over my data last night. Fascinating. Truly fascinating. I would have never thought… I’m getting sidetracked. I’m sorry, too much work, not enough sleep, too much coffee. But I decided to take a break, and I found it.”
“Found what?”
“A massive metal signature. I knew it would have been moved, perhaps even several times, but I found it. I’ve got someone digging there now.”
Sam shook his head. What was Clive getting at?
“The loader Sam! The loader! It was parked on top of the T. rex that had eaten Myra. Lin and Tiger Lily told me all about that tragic event, but I thought I could do something. I figured it would take three hundred years or better for the front loader to fully break down, but it would leave a very unique metal signature because the metals it was made out of wouldn’t be present in this area. Given the years and the movement of the land through normal shifts and the Ice Ages…”
“Wait a minute. You mean you found her?”
“I found her, Sam. I found her.”
“Who is it you are finding?”
Sam’s eyes welled up. “An old friend.”
“I will recover everything I can. Sam, by your wedding day, I promise you and I promise Girlfriend, she’ll be put where she belongs. My gift to you and Girlfriend.”
Sam put his left hand on Clive’s shoulder. “Thank you. Girlfriend will be so happy to hear that. I’m sure Lin and Tiger Lily will also be pleased.”
“It’s the least I could do for Myra. I’ve already contacted her old boss and he’s preparing a spot for her in the museum. He’s been most impressed with the quantity of data I’ve been able to produce from the satellite we have back there. I’m not sure I ever want to go back, but we can still collect data. Sending remotes and drones is doing more than enough work for now.”
“I think that’s for the best. Mr. Sokolov…”
“Please, `Dmitri’. You make me feel old you call me mister. You call me Dmitri or you call me Dima. None of this mister.”
“Dmitri, would you like to join Clive and me at the Sandy Bar? While the girls catch up in the trailer, we can all have a seat and a drink.”
“Are they having vodka?”
“They’ve got anything you want.”
“Then I say we go there and be drinking vodka.”
Sam chuckled. He didn’t drink, but with his new father-in-law to be, perhaps he’d have one. Just one.
