Where does it end???

Peter posted THIS yesterday, about the democrat party primary in Florida…

And apparently last night, there was a ‘rally’ in California, where outgoing California Democratic Party Chairman John Burton put his middle finger in the air and lead a chant, “F*** Donald Trump!”

Perhaps more remarkable was the eager willingness of the crowd to join in with him, chanting, while House Minority Leader Nancy Pelosi and Obama’s Former Secretary of Labor Hilda Solis looked on, laughing it up in the background.

Full article, HERE.

In the larger news picture, there was apparently a suicide bombing in Manchester, England last night. When I went to bed, there were 20 dead and 59 injured. Sadly, many were thought to be children, attending an Ariana Grande concert. The Brits were/are treating it as a terrorist act, but as of last night, no group had claimed responsibility…

Please take a minute and say a prayer for those dead and injured.

The damned terrorists don’t have the balls to actually try to take on anyone than can fight back, instead, like this, preying on the innocent and the unarmed.

There is NO such thing as a safe zone, and the sooner the SJWs/POS realize it, the better it will be. And the Dems need to come to grips with the fact that they LOST the election, and are no longer in power.

What is going on today, is NOT a game. People are dying. There is no reset button to start over.

The Rest of the Story…

The king wanted to go fishing. He called on the royal weather forecaster and inquired as to the weather forecast for the next few  hours.

The weatherman assured him that there was no chance of rain in the coming days,  So the king went fishing with his wife, the queen. On  the way he met a farmer on his donkey.

Upon seeing the king the farmer said, “Your Majesty, you should  return to the palace! In just a short time I expect a huge amount of rain to fall in this area”.

The king was polite and considerate,
he replied: “I hold the palace meteorologist in high regard. He is an extensively educated and experienced professional. And besides, I pay him very high wages. He gave me a very different forecast I trust him.”

So, the king continued on his way. However, a short time later a torrential rain fell from the sky. The King and Queen were totally soaked and their entourage chuckled upon seeing them in such a shameful condition.

Furious, the king returned to the palace and gave the order to fire the professional. Then he summoned the farmer and offered him the  prestigious and high paying role of
royal forecaster.

The farmer said, “Your Majesty, I do not know anything about forecasting. I obtain my information from my donkey. If I see my donkey’s ears drooping, it means with
certainty that it will rain.”

So, the king hired the donkey.

And thus began the practice of hiring dumb asses to work in the government and occupy its highest and most influential positions.  The practice is unbroken to this
day and the Democrat symbol (Liberal, Progressive, Socialist, or what they call themselves today) was born.

Happy Monday… 😛

Feed a starving writer…

Tom, over at DaddyBear’s Den is out with the last installment of the Minivandians tale!

From the young prince’s competition in the derby of wooden chargers to the tales of his family’s past come close calls, challenges, and triumph!

When the Lady of Eyre and Daddybear make it to her native land, all is not well. One lord is raiding and enslaving, and others are silenced by gold or lies. When he sets his eyes on Daddybear’s lady and her lands, though, he awakens the full cunning and fury of her barbarian!

I am proud to say I was one of the beta readers for it, and it brings the Minivandian’s back story to a close in a very well written and well paced way, and it’s a fun read too! Battles, subversions, and interesting plot twists round out the story in a truly satisfying fashion!

Click on the pic to get your copy today!

Help us starving writers buy more paper, and pencils… 🙂

Ten Years…

Hard to believe I’ve been at this blogging thingie for 10 years now…

Much less that anyone is still reading my brain drippings after 10 years…

3600 posts, 49,600 comments, and right at 4.8 million views.

Wow…

Thank you to all of you who’ve stuck by me, commented, and been civil over the years! Y’all have encouraged me, counseled me, cussed me (privately), and helped me become a better writer. AND the icing on the cake is, you’ve bought my books!!!

THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!!!

 

Liability is coming to the fore…

Gah… On the road and didn’t check, per my luck, scheduler didn’t… Sorry!

This is one of those bills/issues that are creeping out of committees nationwide, concerning liability of banning guns without adequate security measures…

Kansas Senators on Tuesday backed away from a contentious floor debate on the state’s concealed carry law, opting instead to send a bill back to committee that would allow several types of medical providers to ban guns in their facilities.

This one centers around the University of Kansas Hospital wanting to ban guns in their facilities without having to place metal detectors and armed guards at each entrance to ensure visitor safety.

Full article, HERE.

Tennessee looked at something similar last year, or the year before, and I’m hearing other states at least have similar bills percolating in committee…

With a new administration in DC, these bills could move forward AND get support, unlike the previous eight years.

Your thoughts?

TBT…

Memories… from 45 years ago…

I was one of those kids, in a brown shirt.

A video tribute to the young folks who work the Navy’s aircraft carrier flight decks, which when operating – regardless of world events – have been appropriately called “the most dangerous 4½ acres of real estate in the world.”

Everyone on the roof must keep their head on a swivel and OBTW, some of those bombs the ordies are loading by hand, without a hoist are 500 pounders.

These are 18-25 year-olds (average age: 21), of all races and backgrounds, coming together to function at an extremely high level of responsibility and performance yet without direct supervision. They know their jobs and do them, day in and day out. In all weather, 24 hours a day.

Posted in TBT

There is out of touch…

And then there’s this…

On May 15 the New York Times editorial board suggested it is a “bizarre premise” to push campus carry on the grounds that allowing law-abiding students to shoot back will make them safer.

Full article, HERE. from Breitbart…

And then their is this…

Rod Wheeler, a former homicide detective with the Washington, D.C., force — whose face was made famous while serving as a television pundit during the O.J. Simpson trial — offered up some interesting news about the recently murdered Democratic National Committee staffer Seth Rich that went like this: He was “absolutely” emailing WikiLeaks.

From the Washington Times, HERE.

I can remember a number of people ‘wondering’ if there was a connection at the time…

Ruminations on writing…

As I sit here staring at a blank screen once again, I come back to a conversation from dinner last night…

Why do we write? I do, because I can’t afford the bar bills…

Writing is, by it’s nature, a solitary endeavor. It’s you against the blank screen, or piece of paper. It’s trying to get that one ember of an idea to blossom into something the muse can use, either to generate an idea, something to research, words or a chapter, that will make it to paper…

You can’t do that if you don’t sit in front of the computer or writing pad and do it. My ‘goal’ is to spend 6 hours a day at it, and write at least a chapter a day, which for me, is 2500-3000 words a day.

So, if I meet my goal, I should be writing a novel in roughly a month, right???

Not so fast, Sparky…

There is research, which can take hours, yet never actually make it into the book. There is re-reading, to spur that pesky muse, to go to the next chapter. There is thinking about where you are in the story arc, outline, or character development. Are you on or off them?

And then there are the distractions… Blogs, book of face, news feeds, mowing the lawn, cooking, cleaning, pre-reading for others, etc… And travel… Take a trip to do research, that’s three or more days of NOT writing.

I tend to read a few blogs everyday, and check others every day or so, and TRY to stay off the book of face, that is a damn time sink I DON’T need.

The other issue is when you get hung up, either where a chapter doesn’t fit, or the characters do a left turn, or any of a myriad of things that take you out of the story. My way of dealing with that is to have two or three works in progress, in my case, it’s currently The Grey Man– Twilight, the sequel to Rimworld- Into the Green, and a yet unnamed western. In addition, I’ve written two short stories, and submitted them for anthologies.

Some people write to music, I’m deaf enough that I just run news in the background, to provide a ‘noise’… But to each, his own.

I do consider myself VERY lucky, in that our little group allows me to throw out ideas, get them shot down, poked/prodded/viewed from multiple angles, or modified. And it’s pretty much ‘instant’ feedback.

My ‘other’ problem is, I’m a lousy writer. I spent too many years writing technical documents, briefings and other things where punctuation was less of a ‘requirement’ if you will. And I’m also a lousy roofpreader of my own work. I can read write over errors, because I know what I meant to write.

Editing is the bane of my existence, as I believe it is for most authors. It takes longer to edit a book, than it does to write it. When you add in the alpha and beta reads and fixes, realistically it’s around six months from starting the novel to actually having something ready to go to print.

There is also the ‘fear factor’… What if people don’t like it? What if I do all this work and it flops? What if x 1000… The Grey Man series is a niche series, written for those who care about the guns and details being right, and who like realistic characters.

I was really worried about switching genres, especially dipping into science fiction. That’s all made up! One of our weekend conversations was over that specific issue. Readers have options, and likes and dislikes. Some folks will follow an author if they like what he writes, others, if it’s science fiction, forget it. Don’t read it, not interested. Or you may piss off readers, who are waiting for the next book in the series, and here you went heading off into the unknown, without even a by your leave…

My sales of Rimworld are noticeably lower than the Grey Man series, but I expected that. Thankfully, the reviews are good, so far, but I have been dinged about when is the next Grey Man coming.

I don’t think I’ll ever get to a four books a year model, but I think I can reasonably write two a year. Would I like to write more? Sure… Can I? Maybe… After all, my income depends on you, the reader. I’d rather put out two GOOD books a year, than four formulaic churned out books, just to get money.

That was another point of discussion, the quality of books vs. the backlist vs. the quantity of books published. I’d much rather have a short, but well done backlist, betting on the long term returns, rather than a large number of mediocre books on the backlist.

And this was an hour that could have been spent actually writing on the novel… Sigh…

Comments???

A day in history…

In May 1941, Representative Edith Nourse Rogers of Massachusetts, the first congresswoman ever from New England, introduced legislation that would enable women to serve in the Army in noncombat positions. Rogers was well suited for such a task; during her husband John J. Rogers’ term as congressman, Rogers was active as a volunteer for the Red Cross, the Women’s Overseas League, and military hospitals. She was eventually appointed to the Committee on Veterans’ Affairs, as chairwoman in the 80th and 83rd Congresses.

The bill to create a Women’s Auxiliary Army Corps would not be passed into law for a year after it was introduced (the bombing of Pearl Harbor was a great incentive). But finally, the WAACs gained official status and salary—but still not all the benefits accorded to men. Thousands of women enlisted in light of this new legislation, and in July 1942, the “auxiliary” was dropped from the name, and the Women’s Army Corps, or WACs, received full Army benefits in keeping with their male counterparts.

On this day, May 15, 1942, a bill establishing a women’s corps in the U.S. Army became law, creating the Women’s Auxiliary Army Corps (WAACs) and granting women official military status.

The WACs performed a wide variety of jobs, “releasing a man for combat,” as the Army, sensitive to public misgivings about women in the military, touted. But those jobs ranged from clerk to radio operator, electrician to air-traffic controller. Women served in virtually every theater of engagement, from North Africa to Asia.

Sadly, it would not be until 1980 that 16,000 women who had joined the earlier WAACs would receive veterans’ benefits, and there was the whole issue of allowing them to be buried in Arlington that wasn’t finally resolved until last year.

Not only were the men of the greatest generation, but so were the women. They stepped up in many fields, not just the military, but the factories, the plants, the assembly lines that allowed America to go to war and win!

Your mother wore combats boots wasn’t an insult, but a matter of pride in those days…

I can only wonder what those women would think of the women of today…

Happy Mother’s Day!!!

To all those women who bore us, raised us, and kicked us out into the world, our thanks to you on this and every day….

Hug your mother, and let her know you love her.