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138418 Words. But Finis!
The Prize is not as Great as You Think is done.
Started three weeks ago on a Monday so 22 days.
Now the month has over 94K words, 316 pages. The year to date nearly 300,000 words and nearly 1000 pages

The next novel shall be a return to Regency England and I think centered around the developing of railways

Here is chapter 5’s beginning of the novel as a sample

5) My Son is Dead

Being escorted into the Grand Prince’s drawing room was a first for Gerald. He had never been to this part of the Celebont Palace before. Usually it was enter through the main gate and the main hall. Up the stairs and then into the large room there, the main throne room. Athelstan had told him there were three throne rooms and that his father used them all and for a variety of reasons.

Athelstan was there to meet him at the station and instead of protesting, he accepted the man’s company. Now there was a guard detail and after a moments discussion, Sir David and Sergeant Phillipe were tasked with picking our men to complement the guard. Sir David was told to have ten more men then guard contingent.

“Cousin,” he had said to Athelstan. “I requested some information, is there anyone here who has it?”

Athelstan looked and shook his head, “I am sorry but I do not know of any information, highness.”

Gerald then turned to the Captain of the man who was to be in charge of his guard. “Captain, who was responsible for the Guard detail when Prince Reginald was killed?”

“Not I!” the man, a Baron of course, said. Gladdes was one of the nobility, a little overweight from eating good food, and doing little to earn his place as a Captain.

“I did not say you were in charge. Was it the Guard? Another one of these units?”

“Well yes,” the man was still indignant.

“Then my men here from the first cavalry will augment this unit. Now, I have requested information all afternoon about the murder of the prince. Do you have it?”

“No. I don’t know anything about that. I have orders to take you to the Celebont Palace.”

Gerald shook his head. He was getting angry. “Captain Krabe is my aide. Captain will you provide this captain with a list of all the information I have required.” Turning back to the Guard Captain, “Your orders now are to get me this information and attend me at the Celebont Palace when you have it. I expect it to take you no more than a half hour, for you have been here in the Capital and I have been waiting for news or traveling all day. I think that is fair.”

“You can not be serious!” the man exploded again.

“Highness! Stand up straight you shit of a man! I should have you courtmartialed for your insolence. How many times did you not address me by title? Do you even know? And to suggest that I am not serious, are you fool!”

“You can’t order me. Highness,” he said through gritted teeth.

Gerald sent one glance to Athelstan.

“He can you know.” All others now turned their eyes to Athelstan. “He is the second in command of all Almondy’s forces. Only the Grand Prince outranks him. Any order you have received from anyone lower is automatically overridden by an order from the Crown Prince. As long as he has done his training in the army and is over twenty-one. His Highness is all that, Captain. I would suggest you follow his orders. Oh and show him some respect which you have not done yet, Captain.”

“Now Captain, I see that Captain Krabe has the list. Half an hour. The Celebont Palace. I should not stand there waiting, your time is disappearing.” Gerald said then turned to Sir David. “How long to get the mounts all assembled for your guards, ten minutes?”

“Less highness. We shall be ready in five!” Sir David nodded and then turned to his team and was making orders, looking for the Guard lieutenant who was there and discussing the route they were going to take. There was a crowd in front of the station as well but Gerald was ignoring it

“Athelstan, cousin, what do I do next?”

“Well highness we take you to the Celebont Palace. There you will meet my father. He is grieving though. Terribly. He will require that you are invested soon as Crown Prince, but I think we will have your Coronation not too much later. Yesterday he was a robust man, now he is broken, and he has not been well either. We probably will have the funeral for Reginald, in six days. Already word has been sent to the crowned heads of europe and Presidents and Premiers to attend the funeral. I do not know how many will come unless they can stay and attend the Investiture of you as Crown Prince as well soon. They will want to meet you. And the way you handled that pompous piece of work, they will especially want to meet you. A Crown Prince with a firm resolve. It shall make many of them nervous.”

Waving the others nearby away, “You were the one who gave me the inspiration for that. You have been saying that we have to show the foreign elements some backbone else they will walk all across us. We have a better rail system here then Germany and France and that so helped Germany in the last war. Now we need leadership as well and then they will think twice about attacking us. Then we can be the deciding factor of any war they start. Or convince them that they should not include us in their folly this time.”

“Oh very good. You listen. Reginald never did. I should have looked at that list you sent the Captain after. Anything that I can tell you?”

“Yes. How did Reginald die?” Athelstan nodded then and began to tell him. Out riding in the countryside to an assignation with a lady from one of the taverns he frequented. Reginald had one or two houses that he used for a tryst, he had a small squad of Guard with him. Several bombs were thrown and this time he was killed, along with one of the guards. Most of the others were wounded.

Athelstan had heard that what was left of Reginald was not pretty. But he was dead and the anarchists were claiming credit. “How do they do that? They can’t just walk up to a Constable and say they’re an anarchist and someone from their organization threw a bomb.”

“No. They send a letter with some details that only those who did throw the bomb would know because the constables don’t tell everything. The letter is usually addressed to Lord Hermes who father has as Minister for the Homeland.”

“The Chief of the Chief Constable.” Gerald said and that was indeed the man’s position too. Though he covered several other portfolios that had to do with the running of the country.

“I have a great deal of reading to catch up on if I am to take over from your father. Though we have had so many conversations these last years, I am not sure that we are not ready for some other type of government. If your father can hold up, then perhaps I can be the last Crown Prince and we can make the Grand Prince more of a ceremonial position rather than one where radical should like to throw bombs at us.”

Athelstan smiled and then said, “Best you don’t say that any louder or to anyone but me. We need to work on this but you are right, we have talked about changing the government. I think that too many are reluctant to change the status quo.”

“Of course. We can only talk to those who know they stand to gain. I would not tell another farmer that he had to drop the price of milk he charged unless he was sure he was going to get something greater for it elsewhere. No I understand. Come, Sir David has the horses ready. I fear we are about to gallop all the way to the Palace.”

Athelstan looked at him in surprise. “I have a carriage…”

“Come cousin. I go to your father who is as you’ve said in a terrible way. We are to hurry. Much of the day has been wasted already.”

Athelstan should have seen the two men with rifles approaching him but he did not. He did feel them nudge him. “Stop that. He is the son of the Grand Prince.” Even I they treated him like a bastard, he was still much higher in rank then they ever should be.

Finally they were on horseback and Sir David and his men were leading to the south street that would take them almost to the gates of the palace without any twists and not overly crowded for here were homes and smaller shops not open at night. Though most shops were closed at this hour but for restaurants and places of entertainment.

At the gallop it took less than ten minutes to advance up the hill though the horses were tired. The guards at the palace gates passed them through quickly and then Athelstan and a few others were taking Gerald to see the Grand Prince.

Gratitude Log

  1. IslandsIslands-2011-02-22-11-13.jpg Took Cheryl here for Valentines day and then when California Pizza Kitchen had us wait a half hour for our table and then there was another half hour on top of that (The Liars) we went again for her birthday. Great Hamburgers.
  2. GameDeciderGameDecider-MemberHomePage-2011-02-22-11-13.jpgHave begun work with this website for gamers. Should have a weekly blog that I will be reposting here.
  3. YouTubeYouTube-dwilliamwilkin_sYouTube-2011-02-22-11-13.jpg So much is placed here that one day you will never have time for series television. In the last two years, going from no time watching videos to how many hours a week? How much of the internet bandwidth is taken up by YT?
  4. Shogun 2 Total War-PastedGraphic-2011-02-22-11-13.jpg The newest part of the Total War Franchise was released as a demo. Very much buzzed by all Total War gamers. Can’t wait to have my PC rig set up again one day and get it.
  5. Amazon PrimeAmazon.com_OnlineShoppingforElectronics%2CApparel%2CComputers%2CBooks%2CDVDs%26more-2011-02-22-11-13.jpg Streaming Movies. Downton Abbey here I come.
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I set this up to be written back in September, a month after the previous update, but i never posted it. Nor did any writing on it.

I have written since then. A great deal it seems, even if I have said not a lot in my blog about it

Since August 19th, what I have written is:

You Ought to Trust Your Mother (NaNoWriMo 2010) Novel-57240 words currently
The Conquest Story-48,448 Currently
Star Musketeers-82,650 words this year, completed first draft, 105K+ words total
The Succession Crisis-124,830 words completed first draft
Tempest and Sword-108,274 words completed first draft

At my august update I was just past 700K words for the year
I am now at 1,060,000+ words for the year

I spoke at another group and this was a little different then the first book group. Here no one had read my novel, while at the first group all had. I like it better when everyone has read my novel. It means that we have something to talk about in common. When i was put out there as a writer and publishing my book, it seems like I was pandering and standing naked in front of them. Not exactly what I wanted. The End of the World PastedGraphic.szeJmRazR5pk.jpg has reached 92 sales, and I hope for more.

Feedback about the story is good. Still working on the copy editor for The Shattered Mirror. Three of the chapters done. As soon as it is all finished it will be virtually ready for publication

You Ought to Trust Your Mother, YOTTYM-1inch.3OKWkulhsWZ7.jpg the National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) effort this year is the story of a girl too pretty for her own ambitions, which she in unsure what they are.

Art and a flamboyant lord all play a part in helping her find her path in life and the man she should wed.

Here is an excerpt:

Ballateer

Lord Fallion finished his breakfast and then, after all he had done that morning, waking and attending to his toilette, dressing, and eating, he looked through the windows that framed the room. He noted that they were wet with rain once more. Three days, and winter was supposed to be finished already. Not that he was annoyed. He had spent some considerable time living where it was wet without a house to keep it from his head some few years before. That Ballateer had a sound roof, he was quite pleased with.
Sound everything. Fallion Lancealot Stafford couldn’t fault his father for the way he had left things to him, but two years since his father died and he had become Baron of Tweeddale, and his idleness was choking him. Idleness caused by indecision, if caused by anything at all.
Pushing his plate away, the servant Franks said, “Coffee in the study, my lord?”
“Drawing room today. And I’ll read the papers there. Have James lay a fire if one isn’t already…”
Franks said, “There is one doing quite nicely my lord.” Of course there would be. Despite his attempts to train the staff to economize, since four of five days he was sure he went to his study after he had dined in the morning, it made sense to ready a fire in that room. But as the whim took Fall, as he thought of himself and wished his friends called him, that he might wish to sit in the drawing room where large portraits of his parents faced his favorite settee, he would change his routine. Such was the case that morning as it had been others and he never failed to find the room ready for him, or the library should he go there.
Fallion had made it known to Bartman the head butler that laying a fire in all three rooms were a waste and he could call for a fire when he planned to use a room or went into one. Bartman had agreed and then did nothing to change the routine of the house. Fires were laid in all the rooms that the servant thought he would use. Thankfully they did not start one in every room of the house. Though Fallion was wealthy and perhaps his money did seem inexhaustible, he was sure it wasn’t. Though his men of accounts said each quarter it did seem to accumulate more of the stuff.
Ensconced in the room that had been a favorite of his late mothers, he sat and took a look at the papers. He did not truly care what was happening in the empire, or who was seen and whom they were with. But lords read the papers after breakfast. His father had read the papers and aloud to his mother. She had lived for two weeks after his father had died, not weeping because the last baron was gone in public, but behind the closed doors of her rooms, Fallion knew she was heartbroken and sobbed for hours. Surely it had affected her health and caused her to pass away so quickly.
That is what distracted him while he looked cursorily at the words of the newsprint, or glanced to the portrait of the late Baroness. If she were there with him now, he smiled at the thought, what would she say. Probably that his father had never idled his life so, though of course his father had, and that he should marry. That is what his sisters would say also, for they had taken such pages from their mothers book. Each married, and if he knew them as well as he thought he did, they would be either arriving or sending their emissaries shortly before lunch.
It was a cycle and well planned out. Sunday he always had to himself unless he chose to ask for company. Otherwise each day of the week, one or the other of his brothers by marriage would come, sometimes both. Or one or the other of his sisters, or both. Or one couple together, or even all four. The last permutation of such visits had them bring their children all in a cluster and let them run rampant. He didn’t truly mind that, for the children were good and respectful of the house.
Saverdale, the man married to his elder sister Jane was in the House of Commons, having the borough of him and might want to discuss politics, but that was a bore. Fallion should not like that, but then he remembered that the Saverdale clan entire had set out to London for the season was starting and the House was back in session shortly.
The Season which meant that Anne would be coming to visit with Lord Drakesmore, the third son of the Duke of Lege who had been given a manor next to Ballateer, fallen in love with Anne and married faster than one could read Chaucer. He would see Anne and Drakesmore daily until he succumbed and ran up to London for the season, it was inevitable, or had been the way they carried on the last two years.

In our personal life, we moved over this time. The first move since we had to leave our house of ten years. It took a lot away from my writing with trips to look at houses, packing and a great many trips to storage.

The Gratitude Log

  1. Youtube–I spend a great deal of time here watching the vids of people playing games that are not on the Macintosh just yet.
  2. NaNoWriMo–This is the challenge that got me focused to write more and publish
  3. U-HaulPastedGraphic1.q0rruX32MFa5.jpg–We gave them a lot of money and business. They are ubiquitous. They were the closest and most available place to rent a vehicle
  4. Apple–Still the best for all my computing needs
  5. Firaxis–The makers of Civilization V 1__%23%24%21%40%25%21%23__PastedGraphic.1sBn7KUtxlB1.jpg. The next iteration of one of the best strategy series for computer gaming.

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I Started in the AM writing a couple hundred words for Space Mine, trying to obscure the last enemy that has to last the next 30,000 words, to the end of the book. That trail has to be tougher, has to be the thing that ends the book on.

In the middle of the day it was duty for the Curious Collectors of Baker Street, our local Los Angeles Sherlock Holmes Scion. Which means a group of people who started out loving the works of Conan Doyle and now socialize with Sherlockian themes. I came to them because they started to throw dances. I like dancing. Over the years they have all become great friends.

That really wore me out, I served and cleared and coordinated between the kitchen and the master of ceremonies. My feet are still sore.

Then coming home I wrote some more bringing yesterday to nearly 1200 words for a saturday.

In addition I worked on the first page of the Time Commanders site and recorded video for the Eighth Wonder of the World Park

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Was able to get the chapter 5 expansion done in Space Mine. I may be giving up all the enemies too early and have to revisit that. In all did more than 2000 words for that. Watched some more Time Commanders, worked on the website videos of Scotland. More slides for my folks. Got a lot of little things done and cleared my desk pretty well.

I was also able to edit a little in Graces, read some in the two books on editing and writing, but to bed another couple Forbes (Only four behind now.)

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Had a few goals today. The first was to get to 45,000 words in Space Mine, which I did. That brings the writing for the weekend to nearly 5800 words. Or 23K+ for the week, 52K so far this month. More importantly I finished the 9th chapter this week in Space Mine, fleshed out chapters 2 and 3 that needed them, decided there is another chapter after chapter 7.

For this week I intend to finish the fleshing out of the short chapters, 4, 5 and 8 which need about 4200 words between them, and doing chapter 7a for the 5000 or so words it needs. That would take us to the place that the story should be, and if I do that by the end of this coming week it will be good.

In other goals for the day, I had two. One was to digitize another tray of slides for my parents. Apparently they were in Switzerland, France and England in 1964 when I was almost 2. I didn’t get to go. So I got those from slides into digital pictures. Then I wanted to make some headway on the pile of Forbes magazines. Getting through one so far. And also finally getting the last of the information on my library that I have in Bookpedia into Library Thing.

Finished in time to watch a Time Commanders, where the contestants did horribly. But it is still fun to watch and I am glad YouTube has all these. Then after Cheryl returned from Pet Sitting, we made it over to a friends graduation party. She had just picked up her MBA, (her second masters degree) and so there was a party to celebrate.

Gratitude Log

  1. Higher Education
  2. Pets
  3. Carrot Cake
  4. Chocolate Cake
  5. Chocolate Cream Pie

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My goal today was to get Space Mine to 42,000 words and start looking at some other things on my plate. Scanning another box of slides for my parents for instance. Working on updating the Rollercoaster website here by giving the 8th competition of Small Parks a page. I did so. I updated the scenario file. I placed all the work I have done and been showing here on the demo park there online. So now you can see the ride videos, you can download the coasters I designed for the park, you can download the completed park, you can download the file and make your own park, you can see pictures of the demo park which I call the Eighth Wonder of the World since it is the eighth competition. I also posted a video of the park in operation at YouTube.

As I’ve noted before several of the chapters in Space Mine were short, and thus the entire story at this point is too short for where we are. I identified several chapters that are light, and some subplots that needed to be fleshed out. I wrote 3000+ today and this is a weekend day so the goal was really 0. I revised that zero into wanting to add to my things to do today, including whacking away at the vine covering the back door entryway at the house. Wanted to finish a copy of Forbes thats been hanging around for a while. Wanted to watch a Time Commanders series. Take care of the videos of the Scotland trip so I can replace the page on my website that I had a holder at. You can see the page and video here.

In Space Mine what I have to expand is:
        Love Story
        More of the engineering complications that are slowing up the ability of such a project to go operational
        More plots of the enemies in trying to stop the successes of our heroes.
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Things that happened today for me to be grateful for:

  1. Forbes
  2. Chocolate Chip Pancakes (I may already have been grateful for that)
  3. Rome Total War and it’s use in educational TV
  4. iMovie ‘09 which I used on the Scotland video.
  5. McBooks Press because they make these great catalogs that give me items I want to put on a wish list (and maybe they should have a wish list like at Amazon, so when I have some cash–Like when I get a job again–I could just look at my McBooks List and try and pick what I want most.)

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A new day. Printed out my copy of Graces for editing. Started to do this yesterday but ran into problems with the printers, one of the ones I had from my work office. So I substituted this morning with my trusty Samsung, which also acted up. Once the paper got below a 1/4 inch in the hopper it would stop. I know that the rollers on these things that pick up the paper wear away over time.

But got it all finished. My Prologue, which I have now edited I wonder if it is weak. Since I use a lot of exposition there to convey the many years that pass as the beasts develop and venture south from the frozen north and then meet man. Should I build it up with more dialogue interaction. I am not leaning towards that and making it a bigger chapter.

But that was not the focus of today. Getting the edit copy was. But then my second monthly writing goal was to return to the novel I have been working on this last year about the first Space venture for profit. With my daily output goal of 1000 words, I wrote 1075. The idea of a daily word count is to keep me motivated to write each day and to get forward momentum.

Had been avoiding taking my dry cleaning in for months, a lot of months and then noticed on saturday that I have ring around the collar on my dress white shirts. So I did go today and the Dry Cleaner was locked up with no reason as to why. (There are easily three other Dry Cleaners within a half mile) so i went to a back up and the shirts are going to be cheaper and done faster. But while driving into the parking lot I saw a former associate from my life as a woodworker.

Atlas Saw and Paramount Saw are two companies here in LA that sharpen blades. If you use one, you don’t use the other. I have known Ted, the salesman for 10 years. And he was there stopping for lunch. When I bought Aspen, I found that Atlas was a block and half away. Walking close. Go figure why they were using Paramount? So we switched back (Ted allowed as how perhaps my former forman may have been getting some money as that might be a practice by some vendors that we had been using)

In any event Ted and I were able to talk about Aspen’s closing (Now just about a month) and the industry. It’s dead still. He even had been just at my previous employer before I bought Aspen and they are cut back in hours.

Come on Obama, stop taking care of Wall Street and take care of main street.

One of the other hobbies I involve myself with is Rollercoaster Tycoon, the game and have run the small park competition to allow creation of a park in the space of a few hours.

I have almost finished with another one of my samples. Here is the first one I did some years back, and the most recent one.

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Lagos Park, lots of trees. I even put a river in the park and tried to balance the ride placement. The two coasters are reverse images of each other.

There are videos of it here
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This park needs its theming of trees, and benches, and trash cans and lights. More stalls for food and souvenirs.

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