Wednesday, December 19, 2018
All this is to say, not everything that I or any author is worth publishing. I could go ahead and make this story available, but I want to leave my readers with a great experience, not a mediocre one. For now this story is relegated to the recycle bin.
Have you had experiences like this? Have you started a project that just did not come out right? I am not an advocate for quitting. Quite the opposite. But, I do know when it is time to move on. I will get back to writing “Synchronized” right after Christmas. I am excited with how that is progressing. Perhaps, after the beginning of the year, I will share a chapter of that. Stay tuned and don’t let the failures drag you down!
Saturday, November 24, 2018
Monday, November 19, 2018
Saturday, November 17, 2018
I am thinking that I may want to take a break from the Wil Clarey series and complete one of the several other projects I have started. With that in mind, I have created some very brief synopses of some of the possible stories. Here they are:
Please comment here or go to my Facebook page (search "solanowriting") to let me know which you would like to see me complete next. The images should be clearer on Facebook. I would be glad to provide more details about any project you are interested in. Thanks!
Monday, November 5, 2018
Oh yeah, if you aren't one of the few who have read the first book - spoiler alert!
Sunday, October 28, 2018
Sunday, October 21, 2018
Friday, October 12, 2018
Sunday, September 30, 2018
What is your favorite season? I have to admit that Fall is not mine. That title goes to Spring, with its new life and lengthening days. Still, there are many things that make Fall special.
I’m not talking about pumpkin spice, although I love a good pumpkin pie. I’m talking about a little bit more significant things like the fact that all my daughters were born in Autumn. It was in the Fall twelve years ago that I moved to Colorado. My second book takes place in the Fall (and just a little in Winter).
I will admit that I am a sucker for Fall festivals and a nice big Thanksgiving dinner compete with parade and football watching. Watching the kids jump in a big pile of freshly raked leaves also warms my heart. It is with childlike joy that I spend the latter part of Autumn putting up as many lights as I can find on the outside of the house to shine forth the joy of Advent.
Despite all these wonderful things I find I must fight a little depression in the Fall. I thrive on daylight and the fall steals a little of that each day. I am reminded that it was in the Fall 13 years ago that my first wife announced that she was leaving me. It was also in late Fall that my amazing current wife lost her first husband to a heart attack.
The one constant in Fall, and all the seasons for that matter, is change. Some good, some not so good. In the not so good, I remember that Hebrews 13:8 says that Jesus is the same yesterday today and forever.
This Wednesday I get to teach our church’s youth group, The Refuge. We will be studying the 8th chapter of Paul’s letter to the Romans. It is one of the most encouraging chapters in the whole Bible. I highly recommend it, especially if you are struggling. It reminds us that, no matter our problems, God can make good come from them.
I wrote a short piece of fiction to read to the students. I will share that with you later this week along with a bit of my autumn history. Until then, sit down with your pumpkin spice latte and watch the brightly colored leaves fall as you enjoy the benefits of fall.
Sunday, September 23, 2018
It is nice to have a quiet private spot to write, especially tonight.
I am in the process of refining Wil Clarey: School of Hard Knocks in preparation for writing the last several chapters during NaNoWriMo. Tonight, I rewrote much of the chapter entitled "Hard Knocks". It has been a hard chapter to write. I hope it will be a hard chapter to read.
I have heard it said that if there are no tears in the author, there will be no tears in the reader. Honestly, I am taking these few minutes to write this so my eyes aren't so red when I go back upstairs (my nook is in the basement).
I have been fortunate to not have to live through what I just put Wil Clarey through, but we all have our Hard Knocks. At this point in the story, Wil has to decide how to deal with his. How do you deal with yours? Do you wallow in self pity? Do you burst forth in anger? Do you seek healing?
I know of one local family who lost their child through murder. I will forever be impressed at how they not only sought healing, but offered forgiveness to the murderer. I hope I never find out what that is like. I also hope that I would have that strength of character!
Don't worry, Wil does not go through the same situation. I just recall it as being an amazing example of forgiveness. I will not be sharing that chapter apart from the whole book as it is pivotal (hence the chapter and book titles being so similar). Let's just say that Wil may have to draw on some of that strength of character. May we all be that strong when hard knocks come our way.
Sunday, September 16, 2018
Thirty years ago, I ran sound for Mount Hermon Christian Conference Center. In that capacity, I met a number of amazing people. During their annual Christian Writer’s Conference one year, a familiar face stood out.
I had already met this person through one of his sherpas. He led an expedition program in the Sierras and my friend Danny worked for him. One day, while visiting Danny up at Bass Lake, CA, he introduced me to Tim Hansel.
I did not realize that Tim was a writer. At the time, he had a popular book call “You Gotta Keep Dancing” (still available on Amazon). In it he explains how he can keep choosing joy in the midst of chronic severe pain. That book has brought encouragement to thousands of people, including myself.
As a speaker at the conference, he related his story. Then he explained that, in the midst of his pain and his busy schedule, he had a “blazing urge to write.” He HAD to write.
It has never been that way with me. Writing has been an outlet for my overactive imagination. For me, writing can be hard. I enjoy writing, but it is work. As you may have guessed by the length of time between my blog posts, I do not write everyday. In fact, this post has taken me two days of writing between other tasks to complete.
I do read almost everyday. Well, at least I listen to a lot of books since I drive a lot. Recently, Overdrive, the library app that I use to listen to library books, suggested “The Forgotten Road” by Richard Paul Evans. It was riveting. For many, I am sure it was life changing. It is fiction.
As a writer of fiction I can’t tell you how encouraging that is.. It is my hope that my writing will influence people. Wil Clarey was created to encourage and educate. That now drives me to write more and to pursue publication. I am closer than ever to having that “blazing urge to write.”
Do you have that blazing urge to write? Or paint, or sing, or any other form of expression? Join me in fanning that flame to a blaze. Let’s express ourselves in such a way that we will improve our world!
That said, I will let you in a a couple of personal writing goals. First, it is my goal to have the first draft of “Wil Clarey; School of Hard Knocks” completed by the end of November (with the close of NaNoWriMo – more on that later). Second, I have decided to start with Kindle publishing for “Wil Clarey: A Kerryville Summer.” I don’t have a timeline yet for that. I am working with an artist for the cover. Once that is done, I can upload everything but I want it to be as good as possible before it goes public.
Thank you all for your continued support! Please pray for me as I pursue this growing urge to write. I will pray for you as express your passions through your writing and other forms of art. Let that fire in you grow and blaze on!
Tuesday, September 4, 2018
Here you go: (warning - I have not edited it for errors so be patient if it is not perfect).
Don't worry, Wil doesn't die. If you want to know how the chapter ends, I'll make you a deal. Share this page with two friends and I'll send you the end. The more people who want to hear about Wil and his adventures, the sooner they can be published!
Sunday, September 2, 2018
Saturday, August 25, 2018
P.S. I will also admit that Kerryville, the fictional small town in the Wil Clarey stories is, in part, based on Fries (more culturally than geographically - the geography puts it closer to the village of Newport, VA). My hope is that my readers will enjoy that hometown feel and want to bring it to their home towns.
Saturday, August 11, 2018
Thursday, July 26, 2018
Tuesday, July 24, 2018
Read Luke 4:42
Saturday, July 14, 2018
Beneath the Surface
I am currently rewriting the beginning of book 2 of the Wil Clarey series. I am struggling with how to word a conversation between Wil’s mom and a helpful couple while they are on the road. Through it all, Wil is staying silent (except in that he reports the conversation to the reader). His thoughts on the subject (whether or not someone with Asperger’s needs healing) are eloquent despite the fact that he says nothing out loud.
Oddly, that fact came to the surface of my mind as I was repairing the floor of our sunroom today. I had thought that the floor was inadequately supported resulting in that feeling that we were going to fall through the floor every time we stepped out of the house into the sunroom. Why would they not put an extra joist right where you step onto it. After removing the floor in that section, I found out why.
The house was built with a concrete porch so there was no room for a joist. The floor was supported with plywood stacked on the concrete porch which had subsided about an inch and a half. That fact made for a much easier repair than I thought (nothing was rotten).
How many times do we make assumptions based upon what we see on the surface? The helpful couple in the book saw Wil exhibit a couple of autistic traits and assumed he was broken. Honestly, I often see something of mine broken or missing and assume one of the kids did it. Do you jump to conclusions before you know the whole story? Welcome to the club. Let’s try to get ourselves out of that club.
Read John 7:24