Wednesday, June 22, 2011

First page rewrite—100th attempt.

Ok it’s not my 100th attempt, but it feels like it.

Please give it a read and tell me what you think.

The readers who have read my other “first page “attempts plz add if you think this is going in the right direction.

I have put a ton of thought on your last suggestion, on how to make my first page stronger. Hopefully it hits the mark!!!


Monday, June 20, 2011


I was tagged several times, about the same topic… so I decided to participate.

Do you think you’re hot?


Upload a picture or wallpaper that you’re using at the moment.

One of the few pic i have of myself... on my computer anyway.

When was the last time you ate chicken meat?

Last night…

The song(s) you listened to recently.

I listen to audio books… no music if I can help it. If I do, its old rock or modern country.

What were you thinking as you were doing this?

How I am going to fix chapter 23…

Do you have any nicknames? What are they?

I was called Hulk when I was younger, probably because of my temper. Now, most of my friends call me King, or Kingster

I was tagged, but I won’t tag anyone… if you have read this and think you would like to participate—well consider yourself tagged.

Thx for reading...

Monday, June 13, 2011

a long read

Kind of a long read, but if you will, give it a read and tell me what you think. If you don’t want to invest the time I understand… I thank you either way.

Intro: Tristan is fighting a student rival (a real prick), who insulted his pride. Here at the academy its grounds (more like mandatory) to fight to the death... or in the worst case yielding like a coward.  Their fighting at “the pit” it’s a large square filled with sand, surrounded by grass side hills where the spectators get to watch. Tristan’s original plan was to make Clint submit, he didn’t want to kill Clint… but plans change!

A little blood, so the faint of heart, be weary.


DELETED.... Thx for all the comments!!!

Monday, June 6, 2011



I never realized how sentimental or superstitious I am about my keyboard… until today.

Half the letters are worn off my keyboard, and I thought replacing it was NO BIG DEAL right?

After buying a new and much better keyboard, I just couldn’t go through with replacing my current one. At least not yet! Maybe once my WIP has been fleshed out and I have moved on… then I might be able to retire this keyboard, for now, I just used fingernail polish to keep this one alive—until I see that day come true.

How about you, have you ever been attached to a computer, typewriter, keyboard or some other form of writing instrument or implementation?

Plz share… thx for stopping by… I love you all—you know that right?