THIS IS JUST TOO MUCH FUN

As I said previously, the files for DEATH BY BASEBALL got switcharooed somehow and I went back to the rough draft stage. Well, I am sick of this book.

Do you ever get that way, sick of the book you put many hours and days into? I do. I get sick of every single book I write. Long about in the middle of the book I think it’s trash and it’s time to trash the whole thing. Right after I write the closing scene and step back, I say how trite it is. Time to junk it. The thing sits in my computer’s memory for at least a month before I can look at it again. By that time, I get to reading and sit back in awe at the manuscript I produced. It surely is not a Hemingway, but then I don’t like Hemingway – except for OLD MAN AND THE SEA.

Now my Beta readers are putting their hearts into the manuscript again. I am on my fourth read in two weeks. The story is dumb. The cover sucks. The ending is too obvious. The middle is boring.

So, yesterday I got down one of my favorite books full of short stories. I have just read this book a dozen times and once was three weeks ago. Guess what? The stories were dumb. The cover sucks. The endings are to obvious. The middle of these short stories are boring.

Back to DEATH BY BASEBALL.

Go write.

Doug

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TRIUMPH

Today, a major WIN. I have actually gotten into my website and made a beginning on updating it. Take a look and let me know what you think. http://www.dougball.com.

Are you struggling to finish a work in progress? Does the ending baffle the living daylights out of you? Yup, me, too.

The only way to finish is butt in chair and work those fingers for the time it takes to add one word, then two, and away we go. Maybe time is the problem. A small device with keyboard or voice-to-text or a backpack full of laptop going with you everywhere could be the answer. Every time you get stuck in traffic, a service line, a doctor’s office waiting room, at the curb waiting for the kids, sitting in a chair while you child does their dance class, and on and on. You get the idea. WRITE, don’t just vegetate.

FOUR WAYS TO FINISH YOU WORK IN PROGRESS.

  1. Follow the above. Butt in seat and write.
  2. Challenge yourself each morning, in writing, to add a certain number of words.
  3. Read a favorite author for ten minutes before you try to write, tell yourself, “I can do as well as he/she does,” and do it.
  4. Bribe yourself. “I will get 500 words down and then I will get a Coke, or Chocolate, or a ten minute walk with the dog, whatever floats your boat as a favorite reward

Whatever you do, go write or write as you go. I would love to get my wife writing. She could write while I drive and it would distract her from the right seat driving she does.

Be Blessed.

BLUE RIBBON POETRY

A word to the wise

One would surmise

Would be sufficient

It isn’t.

I wrote this for a county fair in Apache County, Arizona. Won a blue ribbon. It was the first year I was not the judge for the creative writing ribbons.

It is something in my life that is a simple statement of what I have found to be true. Most folks just don’t take good advice. They don’t even listen to it. I remember walking up to the display after the judging to see what ribbons went to each piece entered. My joy leaped as I saw the blue ribbon on my four lines in the middle of one piece of paper. It was dashed somewhat when I heard a man say to his wife, “That’s the dumbest poetry I have ever read.” My heart leaped when the wife rebutted, “It’s you to a tee, my dear.”

Be blessed and write.

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WHY I WRITE IN SO MANY GENRES.

I had never given the question of why I write in so many genres much thought. I was born a while back and done many things since then. My grandkids think I fought in the Revolutionary War, but it was really the evolutionary war. My wife thinks I sits too much and need more exercise, but when I ask ‘pretty please’ to go on a hike, she tells me to sit down and stop such foolishness. Goin’ hiking anyhow. I dug ditches before shovels were invented. When God said, “Let there be light,” I was the electrician that threw the switch. I was in school when world history text book was only three pages long and those pages were of stone. I’ve done a lot and learned a lot and failed a lot and now I’m having fun a lot. Having ridden a rank horse and pushed cows on the trail, I write westerns. Having met Christ face to face at the ripe old age of 14, I write Christian materials. Being a natural born liar, I write political stuff. Basically, I write from where I’ve been, always lookin’ at where I want to go.

Be blessed and enjoy my books. Buy one of each, they’re great. Or at least my wife tells me they are and Amazon won’t let her write a review. Ya gotta love’m

Resurrection

Today I and all Christians celebrate.  No one had ever walked out of their own grave unbidden before.  No other supposed diety had come back from the grave. CHRIST did! Because He did, all can through the simplicity of faith, belief, trust in the person of God, Jesus.
Enjoy your Sunday.

Now go write.

time, how valuable

You can see from the dates of my posts that it’s been a long time since my last post.

A word to the wise/one would surmise/would be sufficient/it isn’t.

Time is so important. As I grow older I realize that time is the most important of all temporal things. Time to love. Time to spend with those I love. Doing things I enjoy. I enjoy writing, but love my kids and grands more. My wife tops the list.

I’d really like to write long posts, but it just isn’t in me, yet. My tenth ad eleventh books are finished. They just need covers and final formatting for the various venues. Now, my son is more important. He has a new life ahead of him and I will do all to let him have a fair chance at success.

Be blessed and write.

Doug