It has been a busy weekend. Yesterday morning I spent much of the morning to maybe early afternoon making plans to complete several short stories and either add them to my existing anthologies on Amazon or to create new anthologies. I spent much of yesterday afternoon and evening writing in various coffee shops and restaurants in Farmington. I intended to work on my sci-fi novel, whose working title is Jacob’s Ladder. Instead, I worked on a sci-fi/horror short story, on which I had a brainstorm for most of the day. It’s title is “The Charade”. It’s about the interrogation of an alien commander after his invasion armada has been defeated over Denver. For a short story, it will have a lot of intricacy and subtext. That’s all I will say about it for now.
The city of Aztec turned off the electric to most of the city, or at least our neighborhood, from 10 pm last night to about 7:00 this morning. Therefore, after I had spent most of the day in Farmington, I came home for a short while to feed the dog and type most of “The Charade”. Then I went back into Farmington for dinner at Olive Garden, then over to Lucky Breaks to shoot pool for about an hour before proceeding to Denny’s to write more on Jacob’s Ladder. If you saw last night’s posts, you know that I wasn’t too successful at that, because I was tired and couldn’t focus on writing. I couldn’t get a good “flow” going. Therefore, I spent most of my time on my social media related to writing. I had enough energy to do that.
I became very tired around 3:00 a.m. and headed home. Before I went home, I took a detour to Main Street to check out the hours for the Chile Pod, a very good New Mexican restaurant. I was planning to go there today for breakfast, but it was closed. I took the attached photo of Main Street looking east from the Chile Pod at 3:28 a.m. just because I had never seen the street so empty. There also seems to be a sort of desolate beauty about the street. When I used to do black and white photography in the 80’s-90’s, I used to take a lot of dramatic night shots of Alexandria Virginia and Washington, DC for the same reason.
I arrived home at about 4:00, and the electricity was out as announced. I had put some candles and a lighter near the door before I had left at 9:30 p.m. I lit them, sat up for a few minutes, and then lay down on the sofa to sleep, but never fell asleep.
When dawn came, the dog wanted out. I let her out. I lay back down, but couldn’t fall asleep for whatever reason. I felt very fatigued, but still had too much energy to sleep. Therefore, I surfed the Net for a while, including reading a few articles on using keywords and how to market books on Amazon. Then I worked on fine-tuning the administrative and marketing stuff for both my paperback and e-books on Amazon. I also worked some on finishing the paperback version of Nocturne. While doing that, I had a couple of ideas.
The first idea was to write and publish on Amazon a children’s book, for which I had the initial idea probably more than ten years ago while living in Corpus Christi. The original draft is on an old hard drive that I haven’t been able to access for about ten years. It is about a young brown pelican who is afraid to dive into the water for fish from about five stories up, which is what brown pelicans do. His father then has to teach him to overcome his fear. The young pelican also learns about trusting his father.
The second idea I had was to put together a collection of classic short horror stories and poetry from the ones I published on my website a few years ago in a recurring article called “The Saturday Night Special”, because I published them on Saturday nights. They seemed to be fairly popular. Most were stories from the nineteenth century, though a few were from 1900-1920, before copyright laws were established. Thus, all are in the public domain. I chose works from classic horror authors: Poe, M.R. James, Algernon Blackwood, Edward Bulwer-Lytton, etc. I started on that and had the first three stories in it, when, about 5:00 p.m., I decided to clean up and go have something to eat at a local Chinese restaurant. I took a notebook with me to write the first draft of the children’s book. See the previous article for photos of me and the notebook at the Wonderful House restaurant tonight.
I had hot and sour soup and pot stickers. While eating I read the news on my iPhone. Then I went to work on my book and didn’t put the pen down, with the exception of receiving a few calls from my wife (she is in Texas), until I had finished, which I did at 8:45 (the restaurant closes at 9:00). I then posted on this blog that I had completed the first draft and I came home.
Once home I started the laundry and started this post while watching a program on YouTube about the “Iceman”, Richard Kuklinski, famed mafia hit-man. It ended just now. Still no sleep. This happens occasionally and is not at all unusual for me.
I never managed to do the household chores I needed to do this weekend: financial planning, mowing the yard, cleaning the house, etc. Still, I got a lot done for my writing career.
This is the way it has been for me for a few weeks. I have had this drive to write, which grows increasingly strong with each day. I can hardly tear myself away from the keyboard.
It’s 11:24 p.m.. Still no sleep. Laundry is in the dryer. Going to bed soon.