I have a host of imaginative Material to trudge At I saved

Grandmother supported me all through my teenage years. She died my world was torn apart. A 60s style make up box is all I have of my grandmothers has survived 11 moves two floods and sadly neglected. I have a host of imaginative Material to trudge At I saved

I have come to a conclusion…

“I’m bored, I’m bored I am so bored” is a phrase that infuriates me! I Have gotten through all of my life without “being bored”!
Write, draw/paint, playing a game, watch or listen to a TV/music, get up and dance, exercise. Plant flowers pick flowers watch birds Breathe deeply nature. Or just dove deep into your imagination and let your mind take you away…
I have come to a conclusion… Anyone that says they are bored is not doing life quite right!

When WOLF’S BLOOD is published I hope you will give me feedback on the many characters

Devon has a long and event full life before the pages of Wolf’s blood.. I liken and myself to Devon when I was younger so Devon went on many adventures in my mind before wolf’s blood.

As I got older I liken myself more to Vaddirr

Aticus is the antagonist has an interesting and compelling backstory that’s only scratches surface in my novel wolf’s blood.. I could feel another novel just dedicated to Aticus before he went in to his self-imposed exile.

James well I all ready posted something on James…

then there is the wisecracking cross-dressing Lance

the albino Aztecz Montezmu
and many others…

A paramedic named Cody

“I think I saw what you saw…”Dr. Jacobs paused turning his gaze away from detective Jenkins and down toward the kitchen table, “fangs and long blackened claws, but coming from this animated abomination that I thought you already shot and killed!”

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Softback, hardback or e-book

I miss the printed page, the unmistakable creak as a hardback book opens for the first time. It is tangible as you slide your palms against the hills and valleys of its rigid cover and spine. There is something about a solid physical book that can’t compare to electronic books today. The hardback book could be put away with all the other literary masterworks on your bookshelf to proudly display. Unlike e-books I could take one book or another out of the shelf and instantly be taken back to a time that I just purchased that book, memories instantly flooding back even before the book is opened. You can find first editions or a gilded edged literary masterpiece like Frankenstein, the works of Poe or Dracula and handed down from generation to generation unlike e-books.
My first experience with electronics had me sick with disappointment (as I write on my blog on my laptop! I know, I know). A brother’s word processor, a step above the typewriter but worlds below the modern computer, I hen pecked feverishly every day, religiously saving my work on a 3.5 hard diskette. Between writing longhand page after page, I trusted my life’s work on a small diskette. Then the unthinkable happened, the day my trustee friend broke down, it was the worst day of my life my word processor shot craps! I frantically ran around shop after shop trying to find a technician who could fix my Beloved, but it wasn’t meant to be my hand was dealt and I lost to the computer age. Everything I type and saved gone forever no chance of retrieval my diskette formatted for a dinosaur long since extinct.

To this day I am still bitter, and have a hard time trusting e-readers that have whole collections of novels that if my e-reader broke or is virus ridden I would never be able to read those works again. But for you and techies my novel Wolf’s blood vol 1 will still be available in an e-book format as well has the traditional paperback in hardback for your reading pleasure. Thank you

The mighty shade, Aisos

“Hail, hail the mighty shade within this circle I have made…” When I was ten years old I was inspired by a particular song this rhyme and that spawned a story about a werewolf trying to stop a demon. It was short and riddled with mistakes ( mind you I was just 8 years old ) but in the recesses of my mind the building blocks of a basic wolf’s blood trilogy were born.

“Make me a werewolf strong and bold terror alike young and old, make me a werewolf lean and spare teeth of the shark claw of the bear …” My story is long gone but fragments of it still remain and grew into my manuscript wolf’s blood… The short story coming to life and the demon morphed into Aisos mother of all lycanthropes.
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More Discarded cover ideas

Yes in this one I know I misspelled my first name… Is only going with designs & ideas it wasn’t going to print… Not that many side effects my head exploding I my afraid… Times names I’ve known for years escape me for a moment. Would be A fascinating neurological ailment if I wasn’t some times suffering from it! Have all the letters of a word but in a different order my head so I couldn’t spell it! It’s like my mind is a human Scrabble board

Finding the corpses

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He did not see the flies buzzing around, the wild mice feasting on the flesh or the snakes feasting on the mice, a whole ecosystem beaming with life because of death. The boy fell directly into the middle of the carnage, his face and body covered in gelatinous body fluids released by the decaying corpses, the corpses of the poachers of Royal bay.

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Aticus viciously gobbled up the falling alpha’s still beating heart, blood pouring down his chin. A wave of ecstasy came over him, knocking him on his back and for the first time he could remember, the pounding in his skull had gone. His eye dilated as the Wolf’s blood mutated and coursed through his body like heroine running through his veins. When the wounded beast had finished, tears of victory flowed freely from his one good eye.

I think I’m going to heaven because I did my time in hell (edited)

A genetic malformation in my brain burst, almost resulting in my demise.When I came out of my coma I was surprised to learn my entire left side of my body was limp and useless but I survived, didn’t I? To my horror, however, every time I spoke my words were confusing, nothing but a cornucopia of mush. I had strewn together a mixture of words and phrases that made no sense. 

Doctors, nurses, orderlies, even my own family could not understand the words coming out my mouth. I could form full paragraphs in my head but what came out was a mismatch interpretation of grunts. The technical term is severe aphasia… 

My mind, imagination and thought process were fine but everything coming out of my mouth confused people. Do you have any idea what it’s like to have your head racing with idea after idea or fully comprehend the world around you but then you speak and it all comes out incoherent !? So you try to write everything down with your right hand (since you were left handed all your life) you can spell out everything in your head but when you try to write everything down your mind goes blank !?  My whole life even when I was a young child I wanted to be a writer and now it looked like a dream would never happen! Since you’re babbling like a baby everybody treats you like a baby. Orderlies and nurses were “inconvenienced,” aggravated by my presence. I was an otherwise healthy young man and everybody treated me like a baby, blowing me off like I was forsaken and cast off hopelessly too far gone to be a usefull member of society. When I got out of the hospital I was wheel chair bound. It is embarrassing, I needed help wiping my own butt! 

I persevered. I got an account on audible.com to listen to books. nd I began retraining myself. First I chose comic books to read graduating to graphic novels, then extremely short novellas. I eventually read a trilogy with part one being a 313 page novel.  

To improve speech impediment my wife purchased the Dragon program by Nuance (speech to text) and I rummaged through folder after folder of my old stories through the ages. meantwhile I mercilessly worked out at the gym until in time I healed, I got better just the limp hand left hand which I only barey grip with.  

Now, I’m getting to the point!!! My passion for writing was renewed and I began on a manic quest to finish my obsession, the manuscript called Wolf’s Blood. I’m a man that doesn’t throw any of my work away. Even if it’s shit…I draw inspiration from it. So my first manuscript is now my first printed book and E-book out now at on mazon.com (editing problems delayed my initial 2012 release date …) 

Through just dictation and after some tweaking the character “James” was spawned. He was a disabled young man fill with angst, now a central figure in my trilogy, mirroring my experiences through hell and back… Wolf’s Blood… rrival; Book One of the Wolves’ Blood trilogy. 

As I went through my dusty notes and fit them all together like an intricate jigsaw puzzle I relearned what the bleed had taken away from me. Now I’m back and finished with book two.