Retire from Retirement

I’m just sitting here talking to myself and thinking how easy it is to critique someone’s work than it is to do the actual work. Writing a book is a lot harder than reading a book, but criticizing a book is a lot easier than readng it. Enjoying a good movie or video is a lot easier than making it. Editing a book is harder than reading it. I am learning that getting an idea to write a book is a lot easier than writing a book. In my current work, I got a single idea of what I wanted a story to be about, but developing that idea into a full fledged story is another matter. An idea can sometimes be expressed in a few words or sentences, but developing that same idea and expanding it into a hundred thousand word story becomes work.

I enjoy a good story with solid characters and a good plot. In my story, I’m not sure I am doing enough to develop strong characters, and the plot seems to be weak. When writing, the principal thing to remember is to show the story and not tell the story. I am great at telling stories but weak at showing them. In fact, it took me a long time to know the difference between the two. By the time I learn that difference and apply it to my writing, I’m afraid my body clock will have worn out.

I often wonder how many books being written actually get published and how many of those that get published make money. What I do know is that the time I spend on writing a post or a story that it really isn’t worth the effort in income production. If I stood on a street corner holding a sign saying, “Please help a starving writer,” I think I would make more money than I would if I had published a book.

Even with all the ways I can think of to avoid wasting my time writing, I am determined to complete the work and send it off to a publisher. One way to tell if your time was worth it is if it is actually published. The second way is to make money on it. If you make some money, it is the measure of the story’s success.

If my book is published and it does make some money, then maybe, I can retire from being retired.

Special Ops Mystery Thriller

A week ago I needed something to quit thinking of my sorry ass so I raided Grandma Peggy’s private book stash. She specializes in the murder mystery genre. and brags about being able to catch the killer by the second chapter.

The book I pulled out of the stack is Vertical Run by Joseph R. Garber.

I never heard of this book or of Joseph Garber. All I cared about is that the author be a man. Peggy reads many woman authors. I don’t have anything about women author’s I just need a high testosterone blood and guts story.

I won’t discuss the plot because it is loaded with mystery after mystery, and any explanation would begin to dull the story for a reader.

The story centers on a Viet Nam veteran who trained in Special Operations; in other words he is a professional killer. He is an executive in a large business and has been leading several companies. He has his own office with a shower and dressing room.

The main character jogs to the office daily and uses his office perk to clean up and dress. The day before, his boss, the owner of the firm, gave him a new acquisition to handle.

The action and mystery begins in the first sentence and continues to the end.  One has to read the prologue and beyond to get the whole story.

Grandma Peggy isn’t going to figure this one out before the last sentence.

As for me, I picked a testosterone filled story with lots of violence and revealing insights into special operations training. Our government asks a lot from our soldiers, and it leaves them with life-long issues they are sometimes unable to overcome.