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The tortured soul. Throughout recorded history, there have been tortured souls.The strange part is that it is the tortured soul that has made the world a better place, only to take away their gift all too soon. Art, that very act which took an uncivilized people and created a vast and deep culture, is the province of tortured souls. From the very first symbol drawn on a wall, the artist has been ...

So, I needed someone at the end of the book, someone who could provide like an earthquake of challenges to Brian's mind. KI was unsure about this  until, as I considered, and as I was browsing Facebook one night, the perfect inspiration hit me...You see, there are a lot of Facebook friends for me, many of whom friend requested me due to the writing... which is all good and I don't mind at all

The most difficult part about writing a project like this book is when you have a full time gig that takes up 40 plus hours per week. Add in commute time, sleep time and that leaves precious little time for writing.For me that is exaggerated by also being a power lifter who is unwilling to give up being in shape and the fact that I write three articles a week covering sports. Suddenly there is har

Writing is  a unique endeavor. every character created by the writer is a small piece of our sould. Every line is a small window into our psyche.Despite these quick visions of a person, they do not represent us in our entirety. They are but small glimpses at a piece of us.At the end of a piece of fiction, we should be spent mentally, having exhausted ourselves of every ounce of our internal b

I have seen some writers that say they cannot read while they write; that it somehow blocks their creative flow... I cannot imagine right now NOT reading while I work on this project... but it has to be very, very good writing. I find that it stimulates my mind; creates a new flow of my mind. I want the protagonist character of Brian Jefferson to grow and develop organically. If I try to focus sol

Writers note: Decided tonight that I would release the rest of the first chapter of the book. Rather than just that piece, here is the first chapter in its entirety. Chapter IIn the middle of nothing is everything. In the middle of everything is nothing. Memories of the past are fuzzy, but the past is clear. Thoughts of my future are clear, but the path is fuzzy.The simplistic will refer to what I

I just found some written notes I had and there is some GOLD in those words! I forgot to send my writing from earlier today home, so I probably won't get any more writing done tonight, but these notes will make a huge difference... They will likely be enough to sustain several days of writing!

There is an ironic heroism in the character who remains flawed until the day he dies. In literature there is the inevitable desire to see a conflicted being; one he recognizes his flaws and wants to change. As Faulkner once said “the only subject worth writing about is “the human heart in conflict with itself.”But sometimes that conflict does not exist within itself. Sometimes narcissists and sex...

Reading Faulkner introduced me to this concept. I had done some of it, but had really used it more as a "block" buster to get past any humps or "delays" in the natural flow of the story.And it works. Today, however, I actually used this for a long paragraph which seemed to work wellThis paragraph: I wonder why it is that the women who are less attractive can be so much more friendly? What is it wi

This is what it felt like for me this first night. I had never taken part in that summer ritual so many of my classmates had in Portland. Most of them were schooled on their parents income while I worked and paid my way. Such is the life of a man who was born without the same privileges. I had envisioned myself a self-made version of “Pip” from Great Expectations. While he had a benefactor, I was...