Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts
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Saturday, November 28, 2009

NaNoWriMo 2009

NaNoWriMo Winner 2009With only two days left in the month of November, I have crossed the 50,000 word finish line for National Novel Writing Month. My novel, the sequel to my first novel is only approximately half complete at 50,000 words, so it looks like I'll be writing well into December.

I'm very pleased with where the story is going and where my characters are taking it (because I lost control long ago when they quit following my direction around word 264 or so). Stay tuned for updates on the editing and eventual publishing process.

Send me your comments. Joe



Monday, November 23, 2009

An Excerpt From My #NaNoWriMo Work In Progress

The following is an excerpt from my current work in progress, the sequel to my novel 24 Hours With Spencer Field. This is part of my effort this year in National Novel Writing Month. I would set up the scene for you, but you're just going to have to wait for the whole book to get that. Enjoy...

Ike, who wasn't normally one to stay put for very long, found himself hours later in an abandoned building in the Plainfield Warehouse District, about fifteen minutes west of the speedway. He had no recollection of how he had gotten there or why, or what he had done since arriving. He assumed that he had been sleeping for several hours, and that he had gone there to hide out after killing the police officer who had found him nosing around in Junior's truck.

"Junior," he hissed, for the first time realizing that it had been Junior's face he had stared into when their cars had collided on Tenth Street. "That little coward backed out on me!"

He stood from the cold concrete floor where he had been laying, his body stiff and sore from lying on the cold hard surface for so long. He stretched, and paced. "Why would he back out on me?" he asked himself.

"Little coward just didn't have the guts to go through with it, that's why," he answered.

"But why not?"

"Should have known he'd chicken out when you had to stop and give him a pep talk on the highway."

"Yeah, maybe you're right," he said, pacing left, and right, and left, and right, carrying on one end of the conversation or the other as he paced.

"He was always too much of a patriot, anyway, to actually believe that he could be turned on his own country."

"Maybe I should have offered him some of the money."

"Nonsense! That's our money!" he said.

"You mean my money," he corrected.

"Yours, mine, ours -- what's the difference? But now we got us a problem."

"I don't know, you really think so?"

"Of course I think so. He knows you didn't die in the explosions. He knows you weren't there. And since he built the bombs, he knows better than anybody just how the whole thing went down. He's probably running to the police right now and squealing like a stuck pig."

"No, not Junior," he said. "What's he gonna tell them, that he built the bombs for us, but because he chickened out and ran he isn't guilty?"

"If he can point the finger at you, that'll be worth quite a bit to the cops. They get the mastermind behind the whole thing, they'll be willing to deal a little."

"No, I don't think so. He ran. He ran for his life, and he knows that if he goes to the police, well, he would have been better off being blown to bits in that truck."

"So what then?" he asked. "He saw you, you know."

"He saw you, too."

"Good point."

He was silent for several minutes -- both of him -- while he continued to pace the floor of the warehouse.

"He'll be back, you know," he said finally, breaking the silence.

"Who, Junior?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah, I know."

"So whatcha gonna do?"

"I'm gonna do what he should have done in the first place," he answered. "I'm going to wipe him from the face of the earth."

"Good plan."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Send me your comments. Joe





Monday, November 16, 2009

The Joe Show: NaNoWriMo Mix 3

With NaNoWriMo 2009 half over, and my word count coming along strong, I thought I'd pull this one out of the vault for some added inspiration.

Average Joe Radio
presents

NaNoWriMo Participant 2009

The Joe Show
featuring
Average Joe American


From The Joe Show Vault: NaNoWriMo Mix 3

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Wow! November is half over, and NaNoWriMo participants should be halfway through their novels by now. That's 25,000 words. My goal this evening is to break the 30,000 word mark, which will be an easy task, thanks to two productive writing sprints earlier today.

The novel, a sequel to last years novel, is coming along quite well.

Today's WriMo mix includes the following:

rob costlow | reflections | magnatune

ehren starks | the tale of room 620 | magnatune

swivel neck jones | arlos auto parts and salvation | magnatune

jeff wahl | going to the circus | magnatune

solar cycle | ray of life | magnatune

mountain mirrors | your dirge | magnatune

robert rich | parallel horizons | magnatune

matt stevens | burning bandstands | podsafe music network

jade leary
| we were eternal | magnatune

tripsitter | outro | podsafe music network


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Wednesday, April 15, 2009

SOAP: Strong In The Faith

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SCRIPTURE
12-13 The day God gave the Amorites up to Israel, Joshua spoke to God, with all Israel listening: "Stop, Sun, over Gibeon; Halt, Moon, over Aijalon Valley." And Sun stopped, Moon stood stock still Until he defeated his enemies. 13-14 (You can find this written in the Book of Jashar.) The sun stopped in its tracks in mid sky; just sat there all day. There's never been a day like that before or since—God took orders from a human voice! Truly, God fought for Israel. JOSHUA 10:12-14

OBSERVATION
Faith can indeed move mountains -- and so much more.

APPLICATION
Joshua of Nun had faith -- so much faith that he was chosen to replace Moses to lead Israel into the promised land. To think of the fact that God would not allow Moses into the city, but Joshua was chosen, is staggering. Such a great man of faith.

Jesus spoke of the power of faith the size of a mustard seed, and how even such a little amount of true faith can move mountains. Joshua had that faith. Joshua commanded the sun and moon to stop, and they obeyed. They obeyed! Which means that God obeyed Joshua, since the sun and moon certainly can't act of their own accord. God took the direction from Joshua to stop the sun and moon until Israel defeated her enemies! Can you imagine? Joshua had such faith in God that he could tell the sun and moon to stop and knew that God would comply. That is faith!

It is said that Thomas Nelson CEO Michael Hyatt [Twitter] wanted so badly to be a best-selling author himself that he wrote on a piece of paper "I am a best-selling author," and put his faith in God to do the rest.

How is your faith?

PRAYER
Father, do I have the kind of faith that Joshua had? Do I have the faith of Michael Hyatt? Do I have the faith that would move a mountain, or stop the sun and moon, or help me to become a best-seller? I want to have that kind of faith, Lord. I believe. I want to be strong in the faith.

Your comments?

Joe

Thursday, March 26, 2009

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Saturday, March 21, 2009

Always Writing

Spending lunch time working on the Audiobook version of my novel.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Random Thoughts...

Random thoughts I've had lately.

My new book is available, and as I work on recording the Audiobook version of it, I find myself running across several things that I think I could have done just a little differently. Ways that I could have expanded the story. I remind myself constantly that I was working under the strict timeline of National Novel Writing Month while I wrote it, but I didn't have such a deadline while I edited it and prepared it for publication. I could have taken just a bit more time to do a better rewrite of the book.

It's my first book, and I'll have to be happy with it. I plan to start writing the sequel in May -- when any deadlines I have will be self-imposed and, therefore, flexible. I have some great ideas for the sequel, and feel that the storyline really has some great places to go in book two.

Speaking of books (and this post will be about more than books, but while I'm on the topic...), I'm enjoying a reread of Dean Koontz's Frankenstein saga, as I eagerly anticipate the arrival of the third book in the tale. I had to order the third book from Amazon.co.uk, as the book doesn't appear to have any planned release date in the U.S. yet. It's a sad thing, really, as I know that many, many readers are eager to learn what happens next to Deucalion and Victor Helios.

Stay tuned for my review -- I expect the book to arrive sometime in mid to late April.

Presidential SealI've been paying a slight bit of attention to the many ways in which (I think) Barack Obama is screwing up America. I've been watching, and I've been wondering why, as a country, we allow the person holding the highest office in the land to run for reelection. I find myself wondering if much of what Barack Obama does is designed to earn himself reelection.

It seems that from the moment a President takes the Oath of Office, he is running for reelection. Then, upon winning reelection, the moment he takes his second Oath of Office, he is considered a Lame Duck because someone else is already running to succeed him. It seems to me that our government would be much more effective and efficient if we immediately eliminated the possibility of reelection for our President and lengthened his only term to six years. This would enable the man elected to be the leader of the free world to actually do what is best for the country without fear of polls and second terms.

In addition, I think we should immediately enact term limits for the Senate and the House of Representatives. We have men and women (I could name some, but I won't) in Washington right now that have served in the Senate for so long that they are beholden to too many people to actually be effective. I voted for John McCain for President, but frankly, he needs to leave the Senate. Instead, he is already running for reelection on the heels of his failed White House bid and two years before his term is up.

Highway TrafficOver the past week or two, it seems that my commute to work has been quite dangerous. Traffic on Indy's Interstate 70 can be quite dense at times, but lately it seems that cars are moving at sixty and seventy miles per hour with mere feet between them and the cars that surround them.

I'm also starting to think that my car is invisible. It seems that other motorists frequently decide to place their car where mine is, whether I want them to or not. At least once a morning I find that if I don't stay alert and nimble, I'm likely to be (literally) pushed aside. Come on, people, can we really be in such a hurry all the time?

MoneyAnd one more thing, and I think this one could be a product of the way our country has been headed over the past two months or so. What is it with everyone who expects everyone else to pay the price for their mistakes? I'm not just talking about things like bankruptcy and welfare, or panhandling (which has become even more common in Indianapolis recently). At work, I find people who come in and expect my company to actually help them to pay for services that they have to pursue elsewhere because we are unable to provide them. People who have actually tried to falsely claim that my company was responsible for damage to their property -- and when called on the carpet about it, they don't even apologize for their deception after confessing their guilt.

Come on, America! What is happening to us? Is this really what we want to become? A nation of people who would rather sit back and let others do for us? There is a billboard in Indianapolis for Citizens Gas that shows a picture of a Black (is that politically correct now?) woman saying, "What are you doing to lower my gas bills?" Really?!? I see that stupid billboard every morning on my way to work (maybe that's what is distracting other drivers as they cut me off), and every morning I answer, "How about turning down the stinking thermostat!" Really, whose responsibility is it? I manage my utility bills by managing my utility use. That's the way I was brought up. Not thinking that someone else was going to foot the bill for me!

Your comments?

Joe






Monday, March 2, 2009

Remembering Mom

Seven years ago today, my mother lost her battle with cancer. She left us and went to be with the Lord. We have learned since then that Mom was the glue that bound the family together. Not that we have any major differences. We just aren't as close as we once were.

The night before Mom passed away, after visiting her in the hospital, I sat in my living room in tears, writing the following poem. That next day -- the day that she left us -- not very long before she passed away, my sister read this poem to my Mom for me, as I sat by her bedside. Shortly after, Mom passed away, with her children at her side. That was seven years ago today.

I share it here, in remembrance of my Mother.

Mother:

From my earliest memory, you were there.
Of course you were there --
you were always there.
There to love me and guide me through life.
There to praise me and discipline me at times.
There to raise me into a man some day.


You were there when I fell off my tractor and passed out.
You were then when I rode on dad's motorcycle with him.
You were there when I ran my bike into a car on Bailey Avenue and skinned myself all up.
You were there when I needed stitches 'cause I fell off the back steps of the trailer and hit my head on the electric box.
You were there when I needed stitches 'cause I got hit with a door at Liberty Elementary School.
You were there to discipline me when I caught the field on fire at Countryside Village.


You were there when I played Hot Wheels and Legos on the pool table with Bill.
You were there when Mrs. Dirk punished me for books that she had misplaced.
You were there when I came in second in the city-wide Spelling  Bee: I'll never forget the word "mischievous."
You were there when I invited Christ into my heart.


You were there when I demo'd the Tandy computer during the Science Fair at Wilson Junior High.
You were there when I sung in the chorus in Junior High.
You were there when I got half the family stung by bees, or hornets, or whatever, at World's End State Park. We knew it wasn't really the world's end, because God promised he wouldn't destroy the earth by flood again, but it certainly rained enough.
You were there when I spent my twelfth Easter in the hospital with a hernia.
You were there when I slipped on the ice twice and broke my wrist.


You were there when I got my first car for $250. Thank You.
You were there when I wrecked my first car for two minutes of senseless driving.
You were there when my license was revoked for all pleasure driving.


You were there when I graduated High School.
You were there when I left for the Army.
You were there for countless Christmases when I wasn't there.
But your care package always brought Christmas to me.


You were there when I finally came home from the Army.
You were there when I needed a place to stay.


You were there through the good times and bad in my life.
You were there to support me when I needed support.
There to comfort me when I needed that more.


And now, there you are, lying fragile and sick.
And I'm here for you mom, cause you've been here for me.
I'm here 'cause you were the best mom a son could want.
I'm here 'cause I love you, mom.

I'm here 'cause I hate to let you go.
But more than that, I hate to see you suffer so.
I'm here, mom. I'm here. 


And some day, when God's Plan is all said and done.
I'll see you again, mom, in Heaven, someday.
And on this day, it's that day for which I pray.
To see you again.
To hear you laugh once again.
To see you smile once again.\


I'm here, mom. I'm here.
And I love you so much.
And I'll miss you, dear mom.
But if you must go.
I know you'll be better off.
I know I'll see you again soon -- but not soon enough.


In the meantime, I pray you'll be watching to see.
All of the things I hope one day to be.
A good husband and father, like my dad always was.
A successful author. Yeah, that's still my dream.
And a more Christ-like Christian, like both you and dad are.
I hope you'll see my wedding, and the birth of our kids.
And the first home I buy, whereever it is.
But most of all, mom, there's one thing I pray.
I'll be home this Christmas, and I hope you are, too -- if not in body, then in spirit.


I'm here, mom, to say, "Thank You."
For giving me life.
For giving me love.
For giving me hope.
For giving me the best a
son could have.


I love you, mom.
I love you.

March

1, 2002

That poem was read at my Mother's funeral. I miss you, Mom!

Friday, February 27, 2009

24 Hours With Spencer Field Available NOW at Amazon!

I know I've posted quite a bit about my new book this week, but it is now available on Amazon.com.

Also, it will be Available Soon on Kindle.

So don't delay, buy your copy today. Email me for a discount code to save up to $2.00 on the print version today.

And if you need to check it out first, download the Prologue and First Chapter for free.

Your comments?

Joe

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

BOOK: 24 Hours With Spencer Field

24 Hours With Spencer FieldMy new novel will be available shortly at Amazon.com, but you can purchase it now at my eStore. For a discount code to save $2.00 off your purchase, email me.

Of course, you can still download the Prologue and First Chapter for free. If you do, I would appreciate your feedback.

Also, after you've purchased and read the book, please submit a review at RedRoom.

Thanks, and enjoy!


Your comments?

Joe

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Download A Preview of My Upcoming Book

PDF DownloadIf you haven't noticed yet on Twitter, a preview of my upcoming book is available for download now.

That's right, you can download the prologue and first chapter to get a taste of what's coming. While you're at it, I'd appreciate a little feedback.

So, what are you waiting for? download now and start reading.

Your comments?

Joe

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Working On The Proof

Book ReviewA United Parcel Service van rolled up today with a long-awaited delivery -- very long-awaited. The UPS man today delivered the proof copy of my first novel. There are some minor modifications to be made before printing, but the final product will be ready and available soon.

It has been a lifelong dream of mine to be an author -- to write something more than just rants and opinions. I have been writing since my early teens. This is the culmination of a dream, and only the first of a series of novels.

Stay tuned for updates and publication information (so you can be one of the first to get your copy). In the meantime, you can get a preview of what's to come by following the teasers on Twitter.

Your comments?

Joe

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Vacation: Day Two

VacationMy second day of this short vacation started very early, as I uploaded my debut novel to the publisher at around one o'clock in the morning. It will soon be available at Amazon.com as well as Average Joe American. In addition to paperback, the book will be available in PDF Ebook and Palm DOC format. Stay tuned for updates.

In a few moments I'll be loading the family up in the car and taking the kids to see their grandparents in Terre Haute, where we'll be attending our old church tonight.

Your comments?

Joe

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Merging and Consolidating

Welcome to 2009, and the streamlined online presence of Average Joe American. In my attempt to reduce the amount of time I spend online, allowing me to spend more time with my family and working on endeavors such as my writing (yes, I expect to publish my first novel this year), all content from The Joe Show, Soapy Joe, and NaNoWriMo Joe has been merged with the Average Joe American home page.

There is now one online home for all of your favorite content from Average Joe. Podcasts, writing, reviews, and opinion are now all conveniently located at www.AverageJoeAmerican.US .

Update your bookmarks and your feed subscription today.

Your comments?

Joe

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Editing the Draft Begins

Now that I have completed my first novel, 24 Hours With Spencer Field (just a working title, for now), I have pulled it from the web and have begun rereading and editing the first (very rough) draft into something that will hopefully be much more readable. I have also passed copies of the manuscript on to two trusted individuals to screen the work for me, and hope to be receiving their input soon.

I already have a plot forming for the sequel, as well as another totally unrelated (and of a different genre) book. The creative muse that was fostered through National Novel Writing Month hasn't stopped flowing, and I want to take advantage of the momentum while it lasts.

I will soon be preparing 24 Hours for publication and reviewing self-publishing options, and am open to any suggestions or input.

Stay tuned to NaNoWriMo Joe for updates.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

#NaNoWriMo: Mission Accomplished!

NaNoWriMoWith six days left in the month of November, I have completed the rough draft of my first novel, 24 Hours With Spencer Field, and have been officially declared a WINNER of this year's National Novel Writing Month challenge.

My novel came to me surprisingly smoothly. I thought I had an idea for the book, but scrapped that on October 31st and flew by the seat of my pants. My characters took over and the novel wrote itself.

I will be taking a couple of weeks away from the novel to clear my head and enjoy the holidays with family. Then, after Christmas, I'll dig back into the rough draft and do some rewrite work on it, hopefully soliciting some proof-readers and reviewers, and look into self-publishing and print-on-demand options.

Writing has been something I have enjoyed all of my life. I have written several short stories and many, many poems, and have always wanted to write a novel. It's something that I have always thought I was just too busy to be able to sit down and commit the time to. NaNoWriMo proved me wrong, and I now have my first novel (and a serious start on the plot for the sequel to it) to prove it.

Monday, November 24, 2008

The Joe Show 90 - #NaNoWriMo Mix 4

Average Joe Radio
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The Joe Show
featuring
Average Joe American


Episode Ninety: NaNoWriMo Mix 4

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Word count verification for National Novel Writing Month 2008 begins tomorrow. Are you ready yet? My NaNoWriMo project this year is ready, at just over 50,000 words. The novel is done, and I'm quite happy with it. Of course, after taking the month of Decmeber to clear my mind, I'll begin editing my rough draft into something a bit more presentable, then possibly looking at self-publishing and print-on-demand options.

You can check the novel out now by requesting access permission, then pointing your browser to NaNoWriMo Joe.

In the meantime, if you aren't done with your novel yet, here is the fourth and final installment of some great instrumental music that is perfect to write by.

Monday, November 17, 2008

24 Hours With Spencer Field - #NaNoWriMo

Here is just a teaser of my 2008 novel for National Novel Writing Month, 24 Hours With Spencer Field. The book is going strong so far, at 60% of the 50,000 word goal at the time of this posting. The book will likely exceed the NaNo goal of 50,000 words. My next goal: 40,000 words by Wednesday evening.

You can follow my WriMo progress, as well as read the novel as it unfolds, by requesting access, then pointing your browser to NaNoWriMo Joe and subscribing.

Cosmos Court, Atlanta, Georgia

8:30 AM

The twenty-four hour deadline was half gone, and Spence felt that he hadn't made much progress. He thought he knew where to find the birth certificate of Santos Dominick Menge – expecting it to be at the Bureau of Vital Statistics on Skyland Drive, where he had left the watcher locked in the truck of his own car – but there was no guarantee when he got into the files at the Skyland office that he would find Menge's birth certificate. In fact, looking back on the course of events over the past twelve hours, Spence wasn't sure how he had come to the conclusion that Menge's certificate was at the Skyland office, in the first place. Relying mostly on his own instinct – which had served him quite well over the years – Spence had headed straight for the Skyland area on his search. He now could do nothing but hope that his instincts would prove correct. And get himself in gear, because he had just over twelve hours left.


Spence pulled the car from the curb and taxied slowly down Cosmos Court toward the house at the end of the cul de sac – the house that promised to restore communications with the Handler; the house that had once belonged to Martino Agg; the house where ...


...the first person to stumble out of the van was a child, barely twelve years old, by Spence's best guess. A little girl with blonde hair pulled back into pig tails on either side of her head. Wearing a pink dress and a white sweater, the little girl stumbled out of the van, falling hard to the ground.


Spence sat bolt upright, the anger and desperation boiling in his veins. Fear for the little girl that now lie on the ground beneath the doors of the van. Fear of what she had been through. Fear of what she might go through once they locked her away inside that house of sin. Even greater fear of what might happen when she was finally taken out of that house and shipped off to some far away land, to become someone's property.


A young woman jumped out of the van behind the little girl, nudged her in the side with her foot – not quite a kick, but then for a fragile little girl such as this, a not quite kick could prove quite painful – and dragged her by the arm trying to pull her to her feet.


Don't damage the goods,” said a male voice from within the van. “You stupid nit! She's worth nothing if we deliver her bruised and broken!”


You worry about yourself, you hear?” the young woman called back. “I'll take care of this little thing.”


Three more children came tumbling out of the back of the van: a boy and two girls. All similar in size and age to the first, and all just as disoriented and out of touch with what was happening to them, and what was very likely to happen to them in the days and weeks that lie ahead. All of them seemed to have spent some time in tears.


Desperately concerned for what might happen to the four children if they were taken into the house, Spence began to make his move. Grabbing his Weatherby Threat Response Rifle and his Smith and Wesson Compact nine millimeter handgun, Spence slipped out a side door, keeping the children in his sight and, more importantly, the man and woman who had escorted them on their ride to the house that would become their hell if Spence didn't intervene.


Quickly scanning the street for signs of Martino or his thugs, Spence crossed quickly and silently in attack posture, ready to come up firing at the first indication he had been spotted. As the children were slowly escorted – pushed, dragged, or by other means – toward the front of the house, Spence darted along the tree line in front of the Agg hideout and took a position beside the van, away from the house and out of sight of the kids and their escorts.


Pausing only briefly to catch his breath, Spence wished for backup to help him extract the kids after eliminating their escorts. He was about to violate everything he had been taught by the Agency. He was about to scrap the entire mission, abandon the assignment of seizing drug evidence and eliminating Agg and his thugs, even abandon the hope of rescuing any children that might already be in the house, just to save those four young souls. His blood was boiling, and he had to take action.


Spence stepped silently from behind the van, raised the rifle to his shoulder, and sighted on the one he perceived to be the greater threat: the man.



Your comments?

Joe

Sunday, November 16, 2008

The Joe Show 89 - #NaNoWriMo Mix 3

Average Joe Radio
presents



The Joe Show
featuring
Average Joe American


Episode Eighty-Nine: NaNoWriMo Mix 3

Free MP3 Download


Wow! November is half over, and NaNoWriMo participants should be halfway through their novels by now. That's 25,000 words. My goal this evening is to break the 30,000 word mark, which will be an easy task, thanks to two productive writing sprints earlier today.

The novel, 24 Hours With Spencer Field, is coming along quite well. In fact, I have already thought of the sequel to the book, including the title (which I won't reveal yet here). You can follow my WriMo progress, as well as read the novel as it unfolds, by requesting access, then pointing your browser to NaNoWriMo Joe and subscribing.

Today's WriMo mix includes the following:

rob costlow | reflections | magnatune

ehren starks | the tale of room 620 | magnatune

swivel neck jones | arlos auto parts and salvation | magnatune

jeff wahl | going to the circus | magnatune

solar cycle | ray of life | magnatune

mountain mirrors | your dirge | magnatune

robert rich | parallel horizons | magnatune

matt stevens | burning bandstands | podsafe music network

jade leary
| we were eternal | magnatune

tripsitter | outro | podsafe music network



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