About Face…

Thanksgiving day, and families were gathered in warm cozy dining rooms across the city. They were feasting on traditional meals complete with traditional revelry. They had no concern for those left on the street, discarded as worthless flesh. A cold loneliness settled into her soul as she walked the empty streets. With a sigh, she watched as a family, arms loaded with packages and food rushed from their car, up a few steps, and into the welcome of a home. From where she stood, she could hear their jovial greetings.

Sighing again, she turned into the shadowy alcove of a vacant building. Inside, gathered around their sternos, sat her family. Cans of food were passed. Each took a precious bite before passing it on. This was a real thanksgiving…

wc: 129 – I’ve gone over and I don’t care.

Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here. This week’s photo has been graciously donated by: Roger Bultot.

Circles upon Circles…Infinitum

I sat and stared. Circles. All I could see was circles.

Each was unique within itself.

Then, I began to see patterns, endless seas of patterns played out.

And the patterns began to coalesce, to merge with seamless clarity.

And, in them, I saw the grand plan, the connection of atoms,

The Circle of life, and of living.

wc: 58

Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here. This week’s photo has been graciously donated by: Dale Rogerson

Nano WINNER! YEAH!

I DID IT! WOW! Oh, how my hands are hurting and my brain is fried extra crisp… but, I DID IT!

Now that the stress of meeting a particular goal, the “real” writing begins. Now, I go back and tackle that scene that had me stymied. Now, I start reading what I’ve written and making necessary corrections. Oh, and I need to add some bridgework here and there to tie it in with its sister manuscript “Gateway East”.

It is said both that the past has no bearing on the future, and that it is the past that makes the future. In “Gateway East” the war ended, the monuments were dedicated, and life moved on. In “Where Honor Lies” we see the true toll of war… that it affects those involved for a lifetime – or longer.

When all is said and done, these two novels should work together seamlessly while at the same time remaining completely separate from one another. And, the mantle will be passed onto a new generation, on a new world, filled with hope of not repeating the past that they were born into. We’ll see what happens.

In the meantime, this very tired and sleep deprived author is going to go home and tuck into a nice warm bed and crash for a few hours. Then, tonight, I’m going to take myself out for a celebration! I still have my birthday gift card, and it’s just enough for me to get a meal.

G’night! and happy Nano-ing to ALL!

Sea Birth

The little tin box was no bigger than her hand, its contents even smaller. She clasped it to heart as if she could once again feel it beginning life within her womb.

As she looked out over the rail, she saw the beauty of the mountains in the distance and knew it was time. Reaching her hand out, she let the box drop, and with it her heart and soul.

wc: 70

In loving memory of Sarah Elizabeth, October 15-October 15, 2021

Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here. This week’s photo has been graciously donated by: Ted Strutz

Ps. My current word count for Nano (National Novel Writing Month) is: 48, 605.

Nano – Day 9 Wow!

Well, for the most part that picture is true. The exception is when I’m writing about a serial killer… hehe! Seriously, though, I do have a “serial” situation of the ‘stalking’ variety in my novel this Nano. The ‘serial’ part is like a supporting character to the main plot… a little “niggling’ type thing that spurs on a larger type thing, that leads to a really huge thing. Ach, isn’t that the way of ‘serials’… one thing leading to another.

If any of my readers remember the “Gateway East” story from a few years ago, then you’ll get the picture. This years story is a bit of a spin-off from that. A story wherein ghosts from the past (I know its a dreadful metaphor, but if it fits…) conglomerate to wreck havoc in the present life of my main character. This havoc creates a bit of a catharsis for my main dude and nudges him towards a precipice where he must make a major decision to move forward or suffer the consequences. Now, if I have you confused… welcome to the club.

Such is the challenge and enjoyment of Nano, eh!

So, where am I? Hmmm, I’m sitting in front of my laptop… Oh, you mean that you want to know where my word count is??? I am happy to say that I’ve crushed the halfway point, and began the morning a little over 80% of the 50k goal. My current count is sitting at: 47909. At this rate, I’ll probably finish after tonight’s writing session.

Is it time to stop??? NO!

I will continue to write through the end of the month on my expanded writing schedule. Then, I’ll take December off. I’ll tuck away November’s words and ideas for a month of stewing before I tackle the editing phase in January. That’s how I roll with Nano. So far this year, I’ve managed to keep my writing within one genre and one manuscript. That said, I do have some inspiration for some side writing that shall not count towards the 50k goal.

So, off I go now to see if I can top out the next 3k to the goal line. Wish me luck and a strong battery. 🙂

Happy Nano-ing to ALL!

Nano – Days 6-9 – We be JAMMIN!

Good morning Everyone! It is a GOOD morning!

I am now over the halfway hump! YEAH! After a couple of days of no inspiration whatsoever, I found my groove again and laid down several thousands words yesterday. So, it’s time for a little victory party with my favorite “lift me up” song. Sorry, I didn’t purchase the plan that would allow me to plug in the video directly, but here’s the link: https://youtu.be/kbyjaUJWWmk

Oh, btw, my current word count is sitting at a blissful 30,936 on “Where Honor Lies”. No, I still haven’t written the scene that was such a hangup. Maybe, the story doesn’t need that particular moment… yet. Or, maybe I still need to sit with it a bit longer. It will happen in it’s time and place. Until then, as they say at the circus, “The show must go on…”. And so the circus is now at it’s midpoint, and I’m feeling pretty darn good about it.

For those of you (My Friday Fictioneer friends) that know of recent health issues, yesterday’s doc visit was the best that could possibly be. NO CANCER! And for that, I am truly thankful. And, for that, here’s another favorite “lift me up” song… https://youtu.be/d-diB65scQU

Nano – Day 5… When all that’s left…

When all that’s left is nothing… The writer grinds her teeth, hisses, and turns the page.

I’ve written myself into another proverbial dead end alley. UGH! It happens, but it’s frustrating all the same. Being stuck on that particular sub-plot, I move on to another. To say that my manuscript appears to resemble “Cat’s Cradle” by Kurt Vonnegut would be putting it mildly.

I was trucking along just fine, then an inspiration struck and I opened another file to start with a blank page. Bad girl that I am! Ha! That option afforded me 2749 words yesterday afternoon on an entirely different plot line. Good for the word count, bad for the manuscript that I really want to add to for Nano. So, I’m sitting here with close to 3k additional words and I’ve written myself out of a story already. Sigh….

So, it’s back to the main piece I’m working one where one of my two MC’s is still caught in the middle of a tight combat situation and is about to find himself faced with one of those “measure of a man” moments. I know I need to write this… to get it down on paper or screen…. but…. I’m procrastinating. Maybe I’m just pressuring myself too much over this particular character. I WANT to get this part of the story RIGHT! If comes out of real life… well, the life of a “brother” who shared his Vietnam experiences with me over several decades. So, I feel that I must honor him in this story… I must stay “true to the facts” as much as is possible, on some level.

Ohhhh, that I could visit him and bounce off what I’ve written and what I want to write… to get his perspective again, to experience what he experienced in a way. Alas and anon, that will not happen. My ‘brother’ is gone… covid took him across that eternally long bridge. His spirit and soul are at peace now. No longer will he wake up in battle mode, or in fear. That is a blessing, and I am on some level happy and envious of him for that peaceful solace. Doesn’t help me with writing “his” story, but it is okay. So, I’m trying to pull on his proverbial khakis and get into his mindset. It’s hard – very hard in a way that it has never been for me before. So, my plot line is sitting here staring at me, and my muses are daring me, and my soda is full… and, yet…. (hangs head with a sigh).

“Okay, you little word genius, get your freakin’ write on!” I hear his voice in my head urging me to continue…

Current word count for Nano: 21,759 and counting…

Nano – Day 4…

Nano, day 4, the day when the muses decide to skip out on their own and leave you bereft of inspiration.

Face it, folks, it happens. I’ve spent the day happily contemplating my next scenes without jotting down more than a few words. It happens, and I’m okay with that. Why? Because the scene I’m working out in my head is going to be a real show-stopper, so it requires a bit more thought. I’m okay with that, too.

This year, I’m taking Nano one word at a time, choosing to write quality over quantity. That said, the last three days have really rocked with the word count, so I do have that small bit of a buffer for days like today. My blank page is sitting beside me, my blank file for today is open and hanging out on the utility bar just waiting to be clicked on. And I’m sitting here writing this entry and contemplating life, the universe, and my next plot twist… in that order.

I hope your day 4 is more productive. And I hope you’re still filled with musings and whatever snacks are within reach. If I eat these “Nerd” candies will they enhance my brain power and give me the inspiration I most desperately need? Such are the questions on a writer’s mind once they are sleep deprived and snack laden.

Happy writing, All!

Let go my LEGO!

It was a plot!

Everything was laid out before her as she contemplated just how to open the story. In the toys before her, she had created the scene in every detail. All she needed to do now was to write it down.

‘Mom, can I please have my toys back, now?’ Her young son looked up to her with pleading eyes. How could she refuse…

The plot, and story would have to wait….

Wc: 74

Friday fictioneers is a weekly challenge set by Rochelle Wisoff Fields to write a 100-word story in response to a photo prompt. You can find other stories here. This week’s photo has been graciously donated by: Jennifer Pendergast

Author’s Note: I had a minor surgery yesterday to remove a tumor about the size of a large jawbreaker. Everything went smoothly and I’m home. I’ll try to read what I can this week, but if I miss you please understand. HAve a great week. And, if you’re attempting NANO, then I wish you well. You can find me there as Tynder Mcfry.

Nano – breaking thresholds!

Wow! By the end of the evening, when Hubby finally tapped me on the shoulder and declared that he needed me to shut down for the night so he could sleep, my word count total sat at 16052. Wow! Even I’m a bit awestruck, especially given that I really wasn’t trying to break the 10k first goal. That means that yesterday alone I laid out 8980 words. It’s been a few years since I did that, and I somehow managed it while still going to the doctors, having a medical procedure done, and attending my Writers Group meeting last evening.

How did I manage it? Honestly, it was a bunch of little 15 minute write sessions combined. And, sorry to say, but it wasn’t all on the same manuscript. I was so inspired by something one of the nurses shared with me that it got my writing juices all stirred up and ready to flow out. In addition, that discussion really put me at ease with what has been heavily weighing on my soul the last few weeks about my health and mortality. So, I kinda started an entirely different novel in the process. And, you know how that goes… the initial inspiration phase that sets you to getting down the bones of it before it evaporates.

Now, if I could just solve the issue of genetic deviance within the science of cloning, I just might have a best seller. LOL! Right… talk about unrealistic expectations. I don’t expect to publish, don’t want the hassle involved. I just enjoy writing a good story and sharing it with a few who might enjoy it. That will be after January, of course. First to write the story. Second to do a bit o’ editing and proofreading… Then, maybe a few beta readers.

Ah, the life of an author… no two days are ever the same.

I DO hope that your first week of Nano is progressing well for you. I hope your word counts are as high as you want them to be, and I hope the muses are shining on you. Happy writing, Dear Ones!

Catch you tomorrow… same computer channel…. hehe!

Shalom, Tynder McFry (aka: Bear)