I finished Dean Koontz’s Jane Hawk series. I recommend it. There are surprises throughout, especially in the last volume. It’s also a bit refreshing that an undeniably beautiful woman, that almost all men want, doesn’t romp with anyone. The one single male adult character that loves (adores) her has told himself he has no hope of a sexual relationship with her…yet he will die for her. There are five books, with interesting titles: The Silent Corner, The Whispering Room, The Crooked Staircase, The Forbidden Door, and The Night Window.
I’ve started his Quinn Quicksilver novel. It’s curious, but it’s like Odd Thomas meets Jane Hawk’s problem. Odd Thomas had a gift he called psychic magnetism. Jane Hawk was constantly on the run from well-funded but corrupt federal agents. Quinn finds himself unexpectedly having psychic magnetism, and being pursued by aggressive federal agents. Beyond those similarities, though, the plot and problem is quite different, as are the secondary characters. One of those secondary characters quickly becomes a primary.
I have not yet got back in the writing groove. Here’s a completely true replay of a conversation:
I work six to noon three days a week. A co-worker who is also part-time came over to use my printer (hers was malfunctioning) and she asked me, just for conversation, what would I do when I got home. Here’s my answer: “Well, I’ve got one book that was published, then the publisher went out of business. But this other publisher said I could submit to them, so I’m polishing it up before I send it in. Then I’ve got another book that’s been rejected multiple times. This same publisher rejected it, but gave me solid feedback on what needed improvements and when those are done I can resubmit, so I have that to do. Then I’m also working on the second book of a fantasy series, and I’m also revising the first one. So, when I get home I sit down and watch television.”
Here's the weird thing, and yet it makes sense. The next thing I’m probably going to write is an erotic story. I’ve got that serious stuff to do—I did finish the polishing and submit that fantasy novel--and I’m likely to write a short story in the erotic genre.
But it makes sense because I have that whole story pretty much in my mind. I know how it starts, how it continues, and two distinctly different endings, so I’ll choose one when I get to that point. Like playing chopsticks (a simile I used back in 2019 in the same context), it’s easy, fun, and no pressure. Also no monetary reward, but you can’t have everything.
April 29th & 30th I’m having a garage sale. It will be a challenge. I had a lot of help on Tuesday (the 18th) moving stuff from the house to the garage. But putting in a nine-hour-day by myself at the garage does present problems. I may have help for Saturday, but Sunday…?
Primarily, I want to sell all the camping gear that we haven’t been able to use for years, plus a lot of the handicap helpers that Verlene had—walkers, wheelchair, transfer bench, adult incontinent underwear.
I did write a quick new story for On the Premises. That’s a long-running publisher that features prompts for stories of various length. The prompt on this one was a story between twenty-five and fifty words, using the word “unicorn” just once. We’ll see how my forty-eight word story does. I’ll keep you posted.
I’ve run out of content.
Please read, and read a lot. Texts don’t count.