OK, about a month ago I completed a submission to a publishing company across the pond. This was the fifth one in almost as many years. Like some of the previous ones, I went into this expecting to be rejected. I know that’s not very optimistic, but I feel it’s realistic. At the behest of my older son, I’ve decided this most recent submission for writing in someone else’s universe will be the last time I do that. My son said he feels the content I’ve written for my own original Science Fiction universe is much better anyway. So, I’ll heed his advice and do just that.
With that being said, I have returned full force to my old Iron Horn project. I’ve tinkered around with the idea of whether or not the main characters should be lawmen or bounty hunters. I’ve finally decided they should be peace officers. I am a strong proponent of writing what you know. I’ve been in law enforcement in general (corrections, patrol and investigations) for thirty-plus years. Being a lawman is what I know. Now, don’t get me wrong. I feel that bounty hunting is close enough to law enforcement that I can probably wing it pretty good. There will most likely be bounty hunters in the series, so if you were counting on them making an appearance, you’re in luck.
It feels good to be working on my own stuff again. It feels like I came home.
I realize it has been a while since I’ve posted a blog. It’s not that I haven’t had time. I was off work for almost a month with a broken foot. The truth of the matter is between doctor appointments and taking care of what I could do around the house with a broken foot, I have been working on yet another submission to the Black Library.
Another thing I’ve been doing is researching some of the various wargames out there. Yes, I’ve played Pirates of the Carribean (an RPG), Warhammer 40,000 (WH40K) and EPIC 40K, but in all honesty, I think I prefer skirmish games better. Why? Well, for starters, it’s about the time it takes to play the game. It took close to two hours to play games of WH40K and EPIC took three hours or more. I just do not have that kind of time on my hands. I want a game I can play in anywhere from thirty minutes to just under an hour and a half. From what I’ve learned, skirmish games give me that.
The other big reason I’m leaning more towards skirmish games is they allow a story to be told with characters. As you probably know, I am a storyteller first. You cannot get to know each and every character in a game with around 150 to 300 miniatures. I guess you could, but it would be quite time-consuming. It’s a lot easier to do with six to ten models.
As for the games I’m looking at, those include the 2017 edition of Necromunda (N17), Warcry and WH40K Skirmish. N17 is an updated version of the old Necromunda game from around 25 years ago. It’s basically Escape from New York on acid. The second one, Warcry, is actually not Science Fiction, but Fantasy; Sword and Sorcery-type stuff. The third one, WH40K Skirmish isn’t even official. It’s a game system developed by a group of WH40K fans that allows players to use individual squads instead of whole armies. It’s similar to Kill Team, but I like it better than Kill Team.
As far as factions for the aforementioned games? That’s a post for another day.
p.s. With some luck, I’ll eventually finish those stories I posted on here from before.
“I make grave mistakes all the time. Everything seems to work out…”–Thor
What does the above color remind you of? If you said Pepto Bismol, then you’re in agreement with me.
I wanted more time to write. Well, I got it . . . at least for today. My boss sent me home early because I am sick; I think it’s a stomach virus. There is one going around here in my town and I think it decided to land on me. Well, I’m still not feeling very well and am so sick that I can’t think straight enough to put two sentences together.
And there you have it, ladies and gentlemen. A good old Catch 22.
For those of you who were wondering where I went, I’m still here. I have been working a lot of hours at the institution (prison), but still writing when I have that most elusive of things: spare time.
I realize some of you are wanting me to finish the two Warhammer 40,000 (WH40K) fan fiction stories I started a while back. Well, I will probably do that, but just not right now. You see, Tuesday morning of last week I woke up at 3:00 AM from a dream about my own original storyline I’m working on for my book. I worked on and off throughout that morning until about 10:00 AM. During that time I came to a not-so-easy-to-make decision. That decision drastically altered the direction of the storyline. I had been writing the story that I thought others would want to read. Instead, I’m now going to write the story I would want to read, and hopefully, there will be others who will want to read it too.
I tell the truth that I will likely, at some point, finish the WH40K stories, but right now I need to write what I’m inspired to write, and for now, it’s my book.
A longtime friend and coworker has petitioned me to write some more Warhammer 40,000 (WH40K) fanfiction and post it here on my blog so he and his son can read it. My favorite faction in WH40K is the Red Corsairs. They’re essentially space pirates who operate out of a Warp rift known as the Maelstrom. I plan on this being an ongoing miniseries that I plan on posting in at least three or four installments, perhaps more.
For those familiar with WH40K, and the forces of Chaos, in particular, these stories will be based on the game’s 3rd Edition rules, especially the Chaos Space Marines Codex known as 3.5 Edition. The most fun I have ever had with WH40K was with 3rd Edition, so that’s one of the main reasons I chose it as a background era.
In one of my previous posts I mentioned that retirement may be in my near future plans. Unless something drastic happens to change it, I will be retired from the Federal Bureau of Prisons by the end of November.
I do not as of yet have concrete plans for a second career, but I have various options on the table. Whatever I do for a post-B.O.P. job, hopefully more writing time will be a part of the plan.
To use an old cliché, I can see the light at the end of the tunnel now.