Creative Writer that is taking control of his life.
The Demon's Child
Aradia Gates was born on Wednesday, October 31, 1973 at 3:33 AM. That was the exact time of the death of her mother, Aurora, as well. Robert Gates gained a daughter and lost a wife on the same day. As happy as Robert was with the birth of someone he created, the loss of the love of his life was soul-numbing. He would be fortunate that he would not have to feel this pain for long.
Disney Made Simple Part 2
Welcome back to the next post where we start to delve into the parks a bit deeper. Our first stop is my favorite, Disney's Animal Kingdom. I am going here first as this has made a huge new addition to the park with not only a really cool area to see in the day and night with Avatar's themed Pandora, but also the two new rides that go along with it. This park is my favorite for several reasons. It is very easy to get into from the parking lot where you may not even need to get on the Tram. So, that means it's even easier to leave. It is the only park that has shade everywhere. But, it has animals. Lots and lots of animals. So, let's start our first day of planning for AK.
The Judgement Bell (Chapter IV)
LOST AND FOUND Sheriff Hayes was driving home at the end of his shift. It was about six in the morning. He had been working almost non-stop since the last search team ceased action in finding Deputy Clay Wood. He worked most nights now because he wasn’t prepared to take another late-night call again. It had been almost six weeks since he disappeared. Sheriff Hayes had introduced new standard operating procedures to increase the safety standards for the department. One missing officer was one too many and damn if he wasn’t going to keep the rest of them safe. He should have been thinking about his retirement, but he wasn’t going anywhere until he found out what happened to Clay.
The Judgement Bell (Chapter III)
CHAPTER III UNEXPECTED GIFTS The entire Department at the Beinecke Rare Book and Manuscript Library at Yale University was called in for a 2:00 AM delivery of the Brandt Foundation Book Donation. There were easily 50 people there to oversee the curating and cataloguing of all the books in the donation. Each book would be logged then photographed. The next step would be to examine each page thoroughly by at least two people to find any and all abnormalities that could either be fixed or noted to maintain its provenance. The Brandt Foundation gave a good portion of its estate to Beinecke which equaled a couple hundred books at the least. In order to make the process go a bit faster, groups were pre-assigned, and the list was posted outside the receiving area. This would give everyone a chance to get acquainted with everyone in their assigned group.
The Judgement Bell (Chapter II)
CHAPTER II THE COLLECTOR Alastair Brandt was known in the academic world as one of the top scholars to translate and authenticate rare and ancient texts. He had procured several rare first editions over his years that could he was happy to lend to Universities or Museums for study. He would even lend them to people for the sheer joy of reading them for entertainment. This was the reason most books had been written; to entertain and enlighten. It was the masters that could enlighten the mind and enthrall a reader at the same time; think and reason while being entertained. But he also had several other books, tomes, and scrolls from millennia past that was of religion, politics, or history. Alastair had always thought that a day without learning five new things was a wasted day.
The Judgement Bell (Chapter I)
CHAPTER I UNEVENTFUL NIGHT Sargent, TX is a quiet town on the Gulf of Mexico where most of the residents are local and make a living off the weekend and holiday crowds of the boating and fishing enthusiasts. With low crime and a small-town appeal, it is the ideal place for someone to grow up and live. Deputy Clayton “Clay” Wood was someone who felt that way about Sargent. He grew up in there his whole life. His father was a Sheriff of the town, so he got to know the area a bit differently than other children. His mother left them when he was just a child for reasons his father never understood so he kept close to his father. He knew that when he grew up, he would join the Sheriff’s department and work with his dad. Unfortunately, when Clay was twelve years old, his father was accidentally killed by a drunk driver while he was on duty. The current Sheriff of Sargent, William Hayes, had known Clay since he was born and took him into his family and raised Clay as one of his own. Sheriff Hayes was just a Deputy then, but had grown up with Clay’s father so Clay was already considered family.
The Judgement Bell
FOREWORD IT’S BEEN A WHILE No one really noticed the man in black walking up Nob Hill Road. San Francisco is home to so many outrageous personalities that this man would fit right in. He was tall with a long black leather trench and matching black fedora. His black suit and black mod ankle boot shoes made him the perfect retro. He was flawless and ruggedly handsome for a man in his 40s. Dark brown hair peeking out from under the brim of his hat matched his mocha skin color and deep sunk eyes. He walked into a diner near a corner called “The Waiting Room,” the reference was not lost on him with who he was about to meet. He was greeted at the door by a waitress who was only too happy to ask if he needed a table.
Disney World Made Easy
So you are thinking about going to Disney World. Or maybe you have a gone a couple of times and feel pretty confident. Fantastic. The biggest question is if you have started your planning and what are you going to do when you get there. If you have a ton of disposable income and throw money at the park, this article may not be for you as you probably have the park putting together your itinerary now. But if you are an average person and want to make this dream happen without breaking the bank, then this series is for you. You may still get some pointers over how to get the most out of your day for each park.
Traffic Tips for the Meek
So you made it to work today. You are alive and in one piece. You should be proud. Bonus points for not getting a scratch which would have ruined that second coat of wax the detailer charged you an extra twenty dollars for; you can't see it but apparently others will and isn't that what counts the most?
I Was Not Meant to Be Here
I let out a loud sigh as I turned the key in my ignition to off. I was here. Just moments ago I was pondering the character concepts of a new story I need to jot down before I forget it, feeling that adrenaline rush of creative discovery. But now I am here. I have yet to take one step out of my car and I am already emotionally drained for the day. I move out of my car and slowly plod across the parking lot towards the place that drains my soul of joy in this world. Why am I here? I was not meant to be here. So before you tell me to quit and get another job, I have to explain that I am a creator. This is my term for all people who are creative to any degree and style; writers, painters, photographers, and the holiest of the holies—musicians. This term applies to how good, or not so good, one is at their favorite form of expression.