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Thursday, August 30, 2018
August Digireads
Having another interlude allowed me to finish the work on "Gamblers, Suckers and Gold: Peter Dawes in Bodie." The book is out on Amazon, both in paperback and ereader. This is the fourth book in the Peter Dawes series. Starting with "Massacre at Fort Sage" and continuing with "Looking for Jack" and "Celestial Moon" a time span of ten years recounts Dawes' investigations in and around California.
Thursday, August 2, 2018
Saturday, July 28, 2018
More Brain Droppings--July Digireads
You get an idea about what might happen after a disaster that
effectively destroys
most of the world. What remains are men in a cabin and primitives on a
valley floor.
There is a weapon on each side the holders of the weapon think it will
allow them
To assert their predominance over the other side. Each side has a
leader, a leader that is unscrupulous in dealing with his own people.
I played with that idea and those characters after I’d quit a very
unsatisfying job for one of the titans of the rocket industry that had me
working three different shifts in sequence, an abomination then as it is now.
As far as other personal aspects that played into the genesis of the
catastrophe idea there was the separation from my wife that ultimately led to a
divorce and the loss of my three children.
But as the idea of the struggle between what ultimately became good and
evil continued to fill my mind I spent time with the two boys who were now in
my care for the duration of that summer. Every day
was special as I watched them play in the water, at the park and at the
movies.
With an old Underwood typewriter I started writing what would become
“The Rifle.” I wrote ten to fifteen pages a day as the characters developed and
the plot played out. Most of the writing took place while the boys were taking
naps in the heat of the summer afternoons.
Finally the novella was finished and sent off to an agent in New York.
Days passed and there was no word and then a letter arrived from the agent
filled with high praise for the novella. She thought it was a morality tale and
would present it to publishers with that viewpoint in mind.
She was very diligent in sending the manuscript around, but even with
her glowing interest there were no publishers interested in the book. She reluctantly
sent the manuscript back and I had to live with the rejection and depression
that accompanied spending all that time, getting high hopes and then having the
reality of the publishing world set in.
It took years of different kinds of writing before “The Rifle” was
published. And that publication would not have happened if the digital world
and Amazon had not opened Create Space.
How many times does it take before the germ of an idea makes
the leap into reality? Somewhere in the fog of the past I read Moby Dick for the first time. I think it
was after I’d seen the John Huston movie with Gregory Peck as Captain Ahab.
Nothing clicked then.
That reading stuck with me as I worked a variety of jobs to
keep the family housed, clothed and fed. Still it didn’t heap me or task me
with anything but the strange tale of the white whale and what would be
classified today as a maniac in charge of that whaling ship.
Then in an epiphany I thought: “What happened next to
Ishmael?”
He was shipwrecked as the white whale attacked and sank Pequod, drowned the rest of the crew and
took Ahab made fast to the whale by the harpoon and lines circling the beast
much like fishing nets and other gear entrap modern day whales.
Ishmael didn’t have a thirst for revenge, but it seemed
reasonable that members of Ahab’s family did. Not only did they lose the ship
but they also lost a family member to what had become a mythical monster. There
was only one way to avenge Ahab and that was to prevail upon Ishmael to lead an
expedition to find and destroy Moby Dick.
With those thoughts a plot developed along with characters
that would ship with Ishmael on the quest to put an end to Moby Dick.
I wrote twelve hundred pages over a number of years until I
found an agent who by happenstance had taught Moby Dick at the college level.
He was as enthusiastic about the possibility of selling the novel as I had been
about writing it.
He said the book was too long and I followed his advice
cutting it down to a more manageable size as well as eliminating the prolog.
After I was satisfied that I had done as much as possible to the story I sent
it to him.
He tried valiantly but the usual response he received from
publishers was “I didn’t even finish reading Moby Dick!” He relayed that
disheartening news and I let the story die for the time being.
After the turn of the 21st Century I wanted the
book published so I went to what was then considered a “vanity house” and went
through the process of getting the book published with the title the agent had
given: Moby Dick: Ahab’s Revenge. The
publishing house was difficult to work with since they made many errors in
translating the typed page to the printed one. Ultimately the book was
published in both hard and paperback editions.
And that was that, or so I thought.
In the meantime I became connected to Create Space and
published a number of other novels, but I was never satisfied with the Author
House version of the story, so I made numerous corrections including giving it
a new title “Ishmael’s Quest” before I published it with Create Space in
paperback form.
We examined the Create Space edition for July Digireads and
it was another chance to make a few changes that sharpened some of the passages
and satisfied me that the story was a good one. For me it had solved the
problem of what happened to Ishmael after the end of Melville’s Moby Dick.
What is being a member of a cult really like? That was a
question that had bothered me for a long time. Time spent examining and
practicing various religions from the Catholicism of my father (couldn’t
understand any of the rituals or why I was even in that church in San
Francisco) to a rather basic protestant set of beliefs in a small town in
northern California to a full blown participation in the Catholic ritual during
and after the birth of my first child. Sometime between then and the third
child the Catholic ritual became stale and meaningless. In the past I put up
with the fire and brimstone sermons and dutifully went to confession and
participated in the Eucharist sacrament, but when the time came to reject all
of that I was ready. The elation of asserting myself lasted for a number of
years. Then meeting with some people who were New Agers that had successfully
passed through the flower children rite of passage, I became enamored of how
happy and grounded they seemed to be.
So I went to a couple of their meetings, listened to their
Guru Ma and finally agreed to spend time in their environs in Southern
California.
What I experienced during those three months was almost a
combination of Boy Scout camp and a minimum security prison. It was an
interesting experience but as with the other cosmic answers it wasn’t for me so
I came back to my home in Sacramento.
Various life challenges awaited me including getting married
again (number three was the charm, but I hoped that number four would be).
Another child came along and I did my best to apply the
lessons I’d learned with my first family.
All that was a precursor for the novel “Akasha” that I
worked very hard on to make the cult experience as realistic as possible. Of
course there had to be a plot and the one that sufficed for the story appeared
to me to be as close to what might have been as I could make it.
The characters in the novel are composites of people I
related to during my cult experience. Guru Ma has passed to the Great Beyond
(or in her case to the realm of the ascended masters) so the guru in my story
though based on Elizabeth Clare Prophet lives on in her fictional world.
We have examined “Akasha” some time ago and that examination
should stand by itself, but these few brain droppings might help you as reader
get a glimpse into the byzantine workings of a cult.
What role did an argyle sock play in the genesis of “Operation Belize?”
I entered the room thinking I was fully prepared for any
questions that had to do with geography, world politics and history.
The first question was about the latest jet fighter to be
introduced into the Air Force’s collection. The media referred to it as the
“swing wing fighter” and that label was okay with the panel even though it had
the traditional “F” number assigned to it.
The next question was about the Vietnam War and what I
thought of it. I tried to be as circumspect as possible saying that the history
of Indo-China was rife with conflict and many attempts by China to influence
the political outcomes in that country.
Other questions about various trouble spots around the world
were what I had prepared for and I gave answers that appeared to satisfy the
panel.
However, when I was asked about the US policy in Belize I
was stumped. Where was Belize? After a pregnant pause the unbiased member on
the panel said I might know it better by its original name: British Honduras. I
had to admit that I didn’t have a clue what the US policy was for that country.
That answer caused the panel to confer among themselves.
When they had finished I was told that the interview was over.
As I was getting ready to leave the room in the Post Office
building, the State Department representative said that the Navy captain didn’t
approve of my wearing argyle socks. He said they were probably a gift from my
wife. I didn’t argue the point. He also said that because I was an older candidate
I would be hired at a higher rank.
Fast forward many years. I didn’t get the Foreign Service
appointment but the memory of being at fault for wearing argyle socks came back
again and again as I thought about not getting that job.
I became so caught up in the original interview that I
started a research project on Belize. That research led to writing the novel
that ultimately bore the title “Operation Belize.”
We have examined Operation Belize in an earlier Digireads,
but I thought having a look at how the novel came about might add to the
pleasure of reading it.
Friday, June 29, 2018
Ishmael's Quest--June Digireads
We started the first quarter of the book seeing that Ishmael had
many tasks to accomplish before the ship Pilgrim can set off in search of Moby
Dick.
The harpooner contest resulted in acquiring a chief harpooner
for the ship although Ishmael hadn't shed all his doubts about Foley Baha's
ability for other shipboard duties.
With a fair wind Pilgrim left Nantucket and sailed into the
Atlantic. Shipboard duties fell into place and both watches enjoyed cloudless
skies and off watch time.
Baha's orlop assignment wore on the crew and Ishmael wondered
when the little harpooner would opt for the forecastle.
Hanford, the greenest of the crew, passed his first test: to
climb to the fore mast crow's nest.
After a month at sea Pilgrim made its first kill. Seventy-five
barrels of oil would help defray the expense of the voyage.
Shortly after the whale's blubber was tryed out and darkness
enveloped the ship Nesbitt went to the Orlop. All he got for his nefarious
effort was a slashed arm and the discovery of Baha's secret.
Pilgrim madelandfall on St. Helena. While provisions and water
were stowed Hanford left without permission to see where Napoleon was
imprisoned.
Captain Strunk mused over the punishment to be meted out to
Hanford for leaving the ship without his permission.
Hanford, still questioning the why of it, receives five lashes
of the cat.
After leaving St. Helena, Pilgrim sails into heavy weather
around the Cape of Good Hope.
Finally leaving the miseries of the cape Pilgrim trades with a
Lascar captain for needed stores.
Ishmael becomes more attached to Baha now that he knows her
secret.
Pilgrim arrives in Colombo and the crew is given four hours of
shore leave. After the second eight bells are rung, Ishmael has to go ashore to
search for McDonough and Hanford.
Captain Strunk is told about the infraction adding to the
intrigue aboard Pilgrim.
Ned Hanford survives a beam to beam keel hauling.
As Ned is revived a whale is spotted and the crew mans the boats
with Coffin replacing Hanford, too bloodied to go out with his boat.
The rogue whale smashes Ishmael's boat and kills Coffin in a
most gruesome manner.
The survivors are rescued by McDonough and await Pilgrim's
arrival. And the ship finally appears to haul them out of the surviving boat.
But they are not safe because the storm worsens sending Ishmael and Baha up to
furl the topgallant royal sails.
Turning North Captain Strunk tells Ishmael that Hobarton in Van
Dieman's Land will be their next port of call.
The third quarter of the book provided character development as
well as exposing secrets that had been well kept.
In Hobarton many of those secrets were revealed: Nesbitt's
homosexual bent, Baha's attraction to Ishmael and his awkward but successful
foray into coupling.
Meanwhile Captain Strunk thought about Ishmael, the Pequod's
fate and the quest for Moby Dick.
Sailing northward Pilgrim endured being fog bound. That
circumstance gave Strunk a chance to test the fog destroyer cannon. The cannon
fired as designed but did not "destroy" the fog.
McDonough and Hanford find out that Nesbitt was the informer
about their tardy return to the ship from their leave in Colombo.
Pilgrim hailed Samuel French, another whaler with castaways.
Captain Strunk visited with the other captain and then the two ships parted
company.
Sailing northward Pilgrim encountered a wrecked whale boat with
one survivor. The boat was from Rachel the ship that rescued Ishmael when
Pequod was sunk.
Nesbitt hatched a plot to avenge his keelhauling using Novack to
invade the Orlop and assault Baha.
With the assault foiled, Captain Strunk admonished the crew and
the mates to keep Baha safe. She was at a loss to understand why no punishment
was given to Nesbitt and Novack.
Pilgrim lost the wind and the boats were launched to tow Pilgrim
toward a sighed ship.'
Strunk bought 3 barrels of much needed water from the
merchantman Winslow.
At last the wind returned and Pilgrim continued her journey
northward.
Pilgrim spots a black whale and
Strunk belays Ishmael's order to give chase. The crew feel they have been
cheated out of a larger lay.
A storm bears down on Pilgrim.
All sails are struck. The mizzen sail is blown out and Baha falls into the sea.
Ishmael is thunderstruck at her loss, but she finds safety in the mizzen sail
and is taken back aboard.
That she blows shouts from the
crow's nest. It's Moby Dick bent on ramming Pilgrim. More sails are set and the
ship escapes the same
fate as Pequod. Moby Dick sounds and Pilgrim continues the search.
Pilgrim meets the spouter Junior,
smaller with holds filled and about to return to port.
Junior's crew might be a threat
to Baha, so Ishmael sends her to the captain's cabin.
Meanwhile Nesbitt plants one of
Baha's menstrual rags on the Greek from Junior. He, in turn, plays a joke on
another of Junior's crew.
Then the men of Junior's crew
seek out Baha, but are foiled in their attempt. Hands bound with marline they
return to Junior as Strunk returns to Pilgrim.
Hanford spots Moby Dick ahead of
Pilgrim but the approaching storm makes Ishmael refuse Strunk;s order to lower
and give chase.
The storm almost wrecks Pilgrim.
At last their prize is sighted
again and the battle between men and whale is joined.
I'll leave the story here and
hope that your excitement will lead you into the epic struggle Pilgrim's crew
has with Moby Dick.
I also hope that after finishing
the book you'll put your thoughts as Digiread's comments and a review on
Amazon.
Sunday, May 27, 2018
Brief Interlude
Decided I needed more time to work on the novel that's underway, so there was no reading for May. We'll start again in June with "Ishmael's Quest."
Thursday, May 3, 2018
April Digireads--"Filly"
What's in a name as the bard has said? To Filly her mother-given
first name was unacceptable. Coincidentally Randy Stone had also shed his birth
name--Randolph--and so they started an acquaintance that could become something
more.
But Bill Hauser, Randy Stone's friend and fellow racer, had eyes
on Filly and he was not out of the running. Which man will win Filly' heart?
Was it only the Cointreau that made Filly give into her carnal
feelings? Or was it simply another part of the dreamy
state she felt herself in?
One commonality between Filly and Angela, her good friend, was
family, particularly mothers harping on either religion or having a family.
Neither Filly nor Angela was particularly interested in either aspect fo their
mother's conversations.
We've found a lot about Filly's character, likes and dislikes in
the first quarter of the book. We are left wondering whether Bill Hauser will
be Filly's long-term relationship or whether her attraction to Randy Stone will
surface to cause Filly to make a difficult choice.
Filly was surprised and pleased with the unexpected phone call
from Randy Stone. The call led to a motorcycle ride--her first--and a late
lunch at a British style pub.
Having rekindled the acquaintance Filly was conflicted with the
memory of the intimate but temporary relationship with Bill Hauser and her
strong attraction to Randy Stone.
Filly and all the other FONE workers had no other thoughts than
escape as the bullhorn blared throughout the office. Outside they wanted to know what the evacuation was all about. They soon found
out when an explosion rocked the building scattering debris and dust throughout
the area.
The explosion and chaos that ensued turned an ordinary work day
into a confused but orderly end to what had been a humdrum eight hours at the
office.
Having a bridal shower turned the stress of the explosion on its
head for the women who'd gone through the bombing.
The party was a success and Kath, the guest of honor, needed a
shopping bag for all the gifts.
A potential contretemps occurred when Bill Hauser and Randy
Stone showed up at the pizza shop Angela and Filly were visiting.
As far as Filly could determine her intimacy with Hauser was
still private. That result was exactly what Filly wanted since it meant she
could pursue her interest in Randy.
Subsequently Randy appeared to become the pursuer as he invited
Filly to a night out. A restaurant closed for renovation was no obstacle since
another was close by.
After dinner Randy said that a high school friend was performing
at one of the local night clubs. Filly listened to the laments that Randy's
friend played and sang.
Mojitos provided Filly with a good counterbalance to the
laments, but when Randy took her home she was more than disappointed that he didn't
go up to her apartment; instead saying he had too much to do for the race the
following night.
Filly's choice to go with Randy and Hauser to the races in San
Jose could spell trouble. To find out whether it does we'll have to read the
last quarter to the book.
The Challenge Zone research appears to be going smoothly. A
minor bump happens when Hatch asks about a legislator's response and Filly has
no answer because she wasn't given that as an assignment.
Meeting Hauser as she was leaving work was a surprise, followed
by the shocking possibility of him getting a job in her building.
As a courtesy Filly invited Hauser into her apartment as they
waited for Randy Stone.
The ride to San Jose could have been difficult for Filly but
there were no overt comments from Hauser.
The races were enough for Filly to know she was comfortable with
Randy's competitive streak.
After an after race pizza dinner and more Blue Moon beer the
three of them drove to a nearby motel.
Hauser took a room to himself while Randy ushered Filly into a
separate room.
The upshot of Filly's night with Randy gave her exactly what she
wanted so the novel had a happy and successful ending.
Tuesday, March 20, 2018
The Jabberwocky Murders: March 2018
Back in the day I spent a lot of time trying to get a plot
to work. It was frustrating but when the track the story was going to take
finally worked out a feeling of satisfaction set in.
The Jabberwocky Murders did not have that kind of difficulty
with the plot. That result may have been a product of having much of the story
worked out in a thought process and it helped that one of the main characters
had already been established in “Murder at the Ritz Carlton.”
Once Josh Colum entered (and he was originally “Noah” but I
kept referring to him as “Josh” so Josh he became) the essence of the plot
became clear.
Having a chapter that pretty much intact written for an
earlier work meant Josh had a ready-made deep set motivation for the plan he’d
concocted.
With those two characters the plot appeared to lay itself
out and I applied my ability to develop the characters as they rolled through
the story.
In the first quarter of the book all of the above comes into
play. The plot takes its decided dark tone when Jenny Mallory takes her
parents’ dog Evie out for a nightly stroll. She’s a Sac State student with
hopes of becoming a legislative aide once she graduates. But that is going to
be forever a “could have been” with Josh carrying out his first murder.
Josh learns that the woman who rented the apartment on 25th
is a detective, and one who is investigating the death of the woman he shot.
Slocum and Janet continue the investigation at the Med
Center and Bing Maloney Golf Course. They are performing the essence of
detective work trying to piece together the metaphorical puzzle.
Josh Colum is still trying to have his plan verified by the
media carrying the story of the woman, Jennifer Catherine Mallory, he shot.
Hearing her name gave Josh a decided feeling of loss rather than enhancing the
elation of having been successful. His media surfing doesn’t show the
importance of the real estate sign. And he gets a call that his Wednesday
appointment is early.
As Slocum and Janet work the case Josh does a favor for Janine
Hollowell that he muses might result in a sexual quid pro quo.
The media (newspaper and TV) carried Mallory’s murder for
one news cycle and then it was on to the next bit of mayhem. This media
normality did nothing to validate Josh in his own eyes.
The newspaper seemed to ease the tension Slocum and Janet
felt from the Chief and the inhabitants of the Fab Forties. Even so, the
pressure to find the killer and punish him or her was there and would only
intensify.
What the detectives needed was something tangible to link
the killer with the victim. As they continued the investigation Josh was about
to chalk up victim number two.
The second victim shows Sacramento that a serial killer is
at work. All the new killing brings to Slocum and Janet is more pressure until
a witness calls in.
The witness only provides the detectives with a general
description of a possible suspect but one specific he observed has the
potential to ID the killer: a Raiders jacket.
The only real information that bore on the case was the
witness telling them about the Raiders jacket. And someone leaked that intel to
the media, which meant they were left with trying to find who in Sacramento had
bought a Raiders jacket.
Josh is shaken by the media revealing that a witness had
seen a Raiders jacket on the possible killer. He’d trashed the jacket that
Sammie had given him, but if the police followed up she would point them to
him. She had to be eliminated.
Did either Edie or Cheryl know that Sammie had given him the
jacket? He had to find out.
Pete Slocum is removed from the case and that makes Janet
the lead investigator.
Janet is put in a difficult position having to question her
father’s friend and the man who interceded with the department to get her the
job.
Janet’s query to Amazon comes through with Sammie shown as
the buyer of the Raiders jacket.
With a backup Janet confronts Sammie to find that she bought
the jacket for Josh.
After the satisfaction of Josh’s arrest, Janet has to look
forward to another case.
Why did I end it when I did? Good question. Seemed like the
logical place and if I’m so motivated gives me a place to start another Janet
Slade novel.:)
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