If it does happen to snow, remember you read it here first, otherwise DISREGARD!
A person might believe anything when your head is pounding! I found out from the individual who posted the snow news that, "OMG, this was for 2012. My bad." Shoot, I can't even get a good fib out of this one, so I'll just aplogize for the confusion and let you know that was only a drill to see if you could ready yourself for the real thing when it comes! The emergency management side of me can rationalize just about anything.
If it does happen to snow, remember you read it here first, otherwise DISREGARD!
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This novel takes place in my own County in Western Washington on the Kitsap Peninsula. My editor and I have just completed four major edits on the manuscript and now it is being edited line by line. We're also waiting for the magic that the Champagne Books' artists are noted for on the book cover art. It's a pretty exciting time. Hollow Point will be an e-book due out on January 6th, 2014. You've probably already seen that in my WIP section, but it bears repeating. The story is a mix of real life and lore that I think the reader will enjoy. If sales are vigorous, it could be available in paperback at some point as well. Meanwhile, use your e-readers with gusto! And on a side note: Fall came on officially last weekend. The news says there is a chance of some lowland snow next Monday (9/30). That doesn't happen very often here at sea level this early in the year. It's time to put on the wool socks under our sandals! Deep in the Gospel Wilderness of Central Idaho lies an area that has been mined for years. It used to be a prolific gold producer. These days, it's left more to recreational mining, or was before gold prices started climbing above $1,200 an ounce. There are still those who like to try their luck and do it for a hobby, never really expecting to strike it big, but it wouldn't hurt their feelings if they did before the snow set in. A little color goes a long way to motivate another attempt after the melt. The winters are hard and claims off of wilderness land are hard to come by. There are only a few over four hundred in that part of the country to start with. If you ever get out that way, it is definitely a wonderous addition to your bucket list. Watching elk or a moose lounging around on one of the forks of the Clearwater river is something you'll never forget. It's got all the perks, but you have to remember it's wild. It is the critters' land and they get touchy at times - especially the bears and occasional cougar. Keep that in mind and you will do just fine. It's worth the adventure! Reading my e-book "Buffalo Hump" from www.champagnebooks.com or Amazon/Kindle under fiction/suspence/thrillers will help describe the area even more. If you like the woods and you like to read about the Nez Perce kicking some serious blue jeans, this might fill your bill. Check my home page on this site to get your copy on any of the major e-readers today. We had a significant storm pass through Western Washington yesterday evening. It got me remembering back to a storm in Billings, MT many years ago that was just short of making itself into a tornado, by local accounts. I know our little 4-man tent and gear was spread all over creation when it was over. Billings is bordered by rimrocks and then opens into prairie to its south and east. My family and I were fortunate in that we were visiting a relative in a care facility built like a brick outhouse. It barely muted the sound of the wind and thunder rolling through, though. My kids were scared. Okay, all of us were scared, but we had shelter. I wondered at the time how tribes handled these sorts of events while they were exposed on the prairies and other open ground. They were nomadic and followed the food supply all year. The only time they hunkered down was to winter over, otherwise they had portable housing, maybe a little sturdier than what I had, but in that setting, wouldn't have held together long. The horses and the dogs wouldn't have liked it. The children were probably gathered around their mothers and the fathers were doing everything they could to find safety out of the wind. They no doubt knew to stay low in the open to avoid lightning. They otherwise were wide open to the elements. We look at most storms today as an inconvenience, except for the residents of Colorado at the moment. They looked at it as yet one more necessary event to survive. The children knew what it was like to try to go to sleep in the fury wet and hungry. The relief felt after the storm passed into the distance must have been great and with any good fortune, all survived to live another day on the flat land. We were inconvenienced by a one hour lightning delay during the Seahawks/Forty Niners game. Everyone took cover by the refreshment stands. As far as I know, no beer went unserved. How the times have changed. I just submitted Round Two of my edit for Buffalo Hump. My editor has some great suggestions, but I'm becoming fearful. Each edit so far seems to chip away at the length of the novel. If this keeps up, I'll only have a novella before long, then a short story, then a haiku. I don't believe Chief Seattle ever recited a haiku, but I could be mistaken. Writing a novel succinctly is a wonderful goal. I'm learning a great deal about different format and style preferences of different editors. Someday I hope to be able to please one in one or two revisions. I'm a long way from that at the moment. I feel good about getting to this point, though. I've probably got enough questions stored up to drive my editor stark raving looney tunes. It's not like he didn't ask for them, though. Get this old boy wound up and he's going to make noise! I think I can get him to buy all my books just to get me to leave him alone. We shall see. Hang onto your cedar hats! |
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