Have you watched any of the police procedurals/crime dramas on television? Law & Order, Chicago PD, or, if you want to go way back, Hill Street Blues? Remember the large bulletin boards or dry erase boards in the detectives’ office area? The ones that take up a whole wall? Well, real law enforcement investigators do actually use those. On them they attach photos of victims and suspects, crime scene photos, as well as notes about what has already happened and what they think could potentially happen in the near future. I want one of those for my writing. I have a modest-sized bulletin board my wife gave me for Christmas a handful of years ago, but it is a bit smallish for what I would like to use it for. Mind you, I am grateful to have it, but bigger is better as they say.
I used to utilize one of the bedrooms as an office/study, but my older son has claimed it as his own. Since I now do the lion’s share of my writing on my laptop computer while sitting in the rocking chair in the living room, I hope to soon relocate the aforementioned board from my son’s room to the living room, with my wife’s permission or course. Ideally, I would like to have an office in an outbuilding equipped with a doggie door so the pooches can come and go when I am out there working. To wish in one hand and spit onto the other, we all know which one fills up faster.
I know I can attach photos, type down notes, as well as pin maps and location illustrations onto various features on my phone and laptop as well as on sites such as Pinterest, and I do utilize those things for that. The fact of the matter is I’m old school. I would like to have a bulletin board to place photos of my characters and whatnot onto so I can look up and take it all in at a glance instead of closing this app on my phone to open a different app for another feature. I guess the truth of it is I am just being a crotchety old man by yearning for something I think would be better for me. I know I need to appreciate what I already have and make do with what I have at hand.
I realize I have not written for my blog in quite a while, so I decided to fix that.
I have been circling the airfield, so to speak, regarding working on a new writing project. I wanted to write my sci-fi tale about the Davnogar brothers and their bounty hunter outfit for a while, but I did not know what direction I wanted the story to go. In a prior post, I discussed my need for boundaries in my writing. I have to have a clearly defined border to work inside. That is where plots come into play I guess. This need for borders and boundaries goes against the grain of my pantser side. Somehow I have to figure out how to set up a good plot and still be creative by the seat of my pants for the pantser in me.
Since I essentially want the tale to be a “space western,” I have looked at various forms of media for inspiration. I considered the television series “Firefly” and its subsequent movie, “Serenity.” I also checked into Osprey Publishing’s table-top wargame Stargrave. With that being said, I think I finally have some worthwhile inspiration for my potential book series.
I took some much needed time off from work this week. Went to Mississippi to visit my eldest and middle sisters. I had a lot of fun and was able to perform some acts of service for my family. Discovered a new-to-me author, Darcy Coates. Love her work. Went out into the Gulf of Mexico and ate at a seafood restaurant out on the water.
Now that I am back home in Texas, I plan on getting some content written for my book since I have a whole second week off.
After reading about the pros and cons of having a prologue, I have decided to not include one in the novel I am writing. Apparently, most readers do not bother with them. Why put forth the work into something that possibly no one at all is even going to read? I think this story will be better served by placing what would have been the prologue into a Chapter One that happens years before the events of Chapter Two.
I apologize in advance to prologue fans worldwide for my decision.
The title of this blog post is a bit misleading. I’m not referring to personal perfection. I’m talking about attempting to write the perfect story.
I have struggled for a few months with creating the opening scene of my first attempted novel. The reason for the struggle is due to the fact I have been striving to write the perfect first paragraph to the perfect story. Because of that quest, I have not written much of anything. That fact is embarrassing to think about and even more so to read in print. I did not even realize why I was so creatively stagnant until a good friend rattled my cage regarding the issue. He basically told me to quit trying to write the perfect story. Just write the story and the characters will eventually take over and it will effectively write itself.
It’s good to have good friends who are not afraid to be honest.
I realize this is supposed to be a writing blog, but hear me out.
Decades ago in the early 1990s I was introduced to Warhammer 40,000 by a good friend who owned a local comic and gaming store. He had a few factions to show off, but the one that caught my attention was the Eldar. When I opened the 2nd Edition Codex I was immediately captivated by the Eldar Corsair fluff.
Over the years I have bounced around between Loyalist and Traitor Astartes and I even had a brief fascination with the Kroot. But recently I have come full circle and decided I would rebuild/revamp my old Eldar pirate army.
While I’m going to use some of my old miniatures, I also intend to add some newer Drukari (Dark Eldar) figures. Hopefully, I will have time to paint them.
So, yesterday was my day off after having worked a full week plus three overtime shifts. My plan was to come home Sunday morning after having worked my most recent overtime shift and take a shower and sleep for a few hours. Then, I wanted to spend the rest of the day working on my story.
I got my shower and my nap. Then, Cutie (the family dog) placed herself into the scene. Well, she had other plans. Every time I had what I thought was a good idea for my yarn and was about to write the scene, she would come up to the rocking chair and stare at me until I stopped what I was doing to pet her. She did this continually until I finally put my laptop away and gave her my undivided attention. Events like these are one of the reasons I would never be able to meet an editor’s deadline.
Since my creative downtime has been preoccupied with Necromunda as of late, I was thinking of terrain pieces to build for the game. My thoughts wandered to Dakotamart. Most of you have probably never heard of it. It’s a regional chain of WalMart-like stores native to South Dakota. I have been to the one in Pierre, but it was several years ago. From what I remember about it, it was comprised of three floors. The ground floor was the grocery floor. I don’t think I need to explain that one any further. The second floor down was what I would call the department store floor, which featured clothes, fashion items, bedding and whatnot. The bottom floor was my favorite. It was the sporting goods floor, and it had a spectacular shooting sports department. My wife had to drag me away from that area of the store because I was about to break the bank on ammunition purchases.
As you can ascertain, this Dakotamart is a pretty cool store to venture into. My idea was to try to create a Necromunda version of it for game-play. The only problem with that is it would have to be a HUGE piece of terrain or at least several large pieces that fit together to form a larger playing area that would most likely take up the whole of the tabletop. I would most likely call it, “Hivemart”. Probably not a very original name, but it fits.
I figure if I don’t end up creating it for a game, I may write about it in some forthcoming Necromunda fan fiction.