I’ll start with at few lines about what’s going on with me.  My short story collection, Monroe’s Paranormal Investigations, published by The Living Dead Press, is on sale at Amazon.com and on Barnes and Noble’s webpage.  You can get it in trade paperback or on Kindle or Nook.  Monroe’s Paranormal Investigations is a collection of stories about Mike Monroe, an ex military paranormal investigator and his ultra hot partner, Roxanne Delany.  Mike calls her Roxy.  They battle werewolves, vampires, zombies and other creatures that go bump in the night.  If you like your horror fiction with a little sex and humor mixed in, then this might be the book for you.

My science fiction novel, Tale Spinner is also available at Amazon.com, on Barnes and Noble’s webpage plus other places on the internet.  Otherworld Publications publish it.  Tale Spinner is the story of, Brandon Merryweather, a timid young New York accountant that likes to read.  One day Brandon steps out the front door of his Manhattan apartment, hears a clap of thunder, sees a flash of blue light and closes his eyes in fear.  When he opens them, he finds himself in Greedy Gulch; the 1880s boomtown from the Western novel he’s been reading. Brandon must learn how to survive in this new savage land.  By the end of the tale, Brandon bounces back and forth, transported from New York, to the old West, to outer space and Los-Angeles of the 1940s.  Each place he lands in the world fiction, the people call him the new Tale Spinner and expect him to finish the tale.  The final confrontation takes place when the characters from the land of fiction come to his world for a show down.  If you like good science fiction, then this might be the book for you.

A few days ago, I sent off a submissions package to Otherworld Publications for the first book in a new science fiction series titled The Battle for Europa.  It’s about revolution in the twenty third Century.  I am also planning a men’s action adventure series.  I finished the first book, Thunder Road and I am trying to get an agent to handle that one for me.  I just finished the rough draft of a biker short story and I am getting ready to start my next novel.

I’d like to say a little bit about the process.  My writing process, that is.  I work the evening shift, so when I get home from work, about 11:30PM, I log onto the internet, check my email, face book and other sites that I go to and after I am done with that, I write.  When I finish whichever project I am working on, I set it aside for a while and move on to something else.  When I go back to a project for editing, I check for things such as spelling, repeated words and parses and grammatical errors; I add details and description.  I might remove a scene or add another one.  I keep working on it until it is the best that I can do.  Then I have my wife proof read it and see if she can find anything that I missed.  Only then do I send it in for publication.  My advice to people seeking publication is simply to write.  Set aside a certain time block each day to write.  You can read all the how to books you want, but you learn to write by writing.  Being a constant reader also helps.  To be a good writer, you have to love to read.  Words should become your passion.  That’s about it for now, but feel free to send me any questions or comments you may have.  Until the next post, just keep on writing.   

 
Hurry up and wait, and then wait somemore.  I think the hardest part of knowing that my novel, The Tale Spinner is coming out in April, is the waiting, but while waiting for that to happen, I am busy with other things.  I also have a short story, entitled, The Halloween Party coming out soon in an anthology published by The Living Dead Press.  I’ve give up on IE novel and my novel Door Number Two is on the back burner.  IE novel decided to change to a consulting business that helps you self publish your book.  I chose not to go that route, so I guess I’ll find a publisher for Door Number Two later.  Maybe Otherworld Publications will pick it up sometime in the future.  Things are busy right now with the MC club.  I went on a toy run and I’m looking forward to the Christmas party.  Until The Tale Spinner comes out in April, I’ll keep doing what I do: reading writing and riding my motorcycle. 

 
Hey.  I thought I’d write another blog to let everyone know what’s going on with my writing.  My short story, A Vacation in Hell is now available published in Dead Worlds 7 Undead Stories, an anthology published by The Living Dead Press.  I just sent the edits back for my Novel, The Tale Spinner.  The Advance Readers Copies will go out on November 11.  It will be available for preorder on March 8th and released by Otherworld publications on April 22 2011.  I still haven’t heard back from IE Novel about my book, Door Number Two.   I am working on some new stories for The Living Dead Press.  We are working on a deal where they will publish a book using all of my stories that I have wrote for them so far.  When the release date for The Tale Spinner gets close, Otherworld Publications has plans for me to do an interview over internet radio and do some book signings.  That's about it.  When I’m not working, I just keep doing what I do: Reading, writing and riding my motorcycle

 
A bad day on a motorcycle is worse than a good day riding in a car, unless you crash, then riding a motorcycle sucks, but what is the worse that could happen?  You could crash and die, or even worse yet you could crash and live but be paralyzed or brain damaged, but all these things could still happen to you if you were involved in a major car accident.  All though riding a motorcycle is a high-risk activity, there are things you can do to reduce the risk.  Ride smart; don’t speed in traffic, watch out for people in cars who either don’t see you or don’t care and pull out in front of you.  These are just a few things you can do to ride safe.  Some people think that crashing is something that happens to the other guy; I’m too good a rider for that, they think, but they’re wrong.  It can happen to anyone no matter how good you are.

My older brother died in a motorcycle crash, I slid off a curve on a mountain road at thirty miles and hour, and I’ve seen my brothers go down on the road, but I still throw my leg over my motorcycle every day and ride because it’s what I do; it’s part of who I am.  I have no desire to go bungee jumping or to sky dive; that not what I’m into: I ride motorcycles.  I refuse to live the so-called safe life, because that kind of life sounds boring.  I believe in living life to its fullest and enjoying every minute I have here on Earth.  Even if I do go out riding a motorcycle, at least it will be while I was doing something I enjoy.  I plan to die when I’m ninety-three, sitting on my front porch after I just took my last ride on my Harley.  Until then, I’ll keep hanging with my bros and keep my face in the wind.

 
I usually write at night, after I come home from work.  When I start a new story or another writing project, I keep at it, plugging away until I complete the rough draft.  Then I let it set for a week or so and go back through it, tweaking it several times until it is the best I can do and then I let my wife Marlene read it.  She is my first reader.  After taking in her advice, I might tweak it some more, and send it in to a publisher.  Then comes the hard part: waiting.  Editors love making writers wait, but I don’t sit on my hands.  I start the next project.

You also need a thick skin to be a writer.  You get a lot of rejections.  You get a lot of no’s but it only takes one yes.  I wrote for years with out getting anything published, but now I have about five or six short stories published in anthologies, a couple published on line and two novels coming out.  My Novel, The Tale Spinner, will be available for pre order from Otherworld publications on 03/08/2011 and I should have my novel, Door Number Two back from IENovel’s editors next month.  I am also working on a science fiction novel and an anthology consisting of my own stories.  That is about it for now, but my advice to people who would like to get published is just keep on writing.

 
One thing you hear a lot about when people talk about motorcycles is freedom.  You hear about the freedom of the open road, you hear about the wind in your hair ECT.  One freedom, that Americans value most is their freedom of choice.  That’s why in the American Cruisers motorcycle club, we don’t care what you ride.  Our chapter president rides a custom motorcycle that looks like an Indian, but it’s not.  It’s a metric bike.  We have brothers who ride Yamaha V Stars, Hondas, Harleys, Harleys with sidecars, sports bikes and even a brother who rides KNM Spider.  I myself ride a 2008 Harley Davidson Road Glide.  With us, it’s not what you ride, just as long as you keep up.

Freedom is what drew me to riding motorcycles, but it was also, what drew me to books and to writing.  When you’re reading a good western, or delving into the dark regions of a horror novel, the only limits are your imagination.  It’s the same when you are writing a short story or a novel.  The characters take on a life of their own and take you to places you did not dream of when you first set out.  You create worlds that abide to no rules, but those of your own making.  So as long as I can still throw my leg over my motorcycle, turn on a computer or turn a page, I’ll keep on reading, writing and riding my motorcycle.    
   


    

 
 
One thing that I was never good at is waiting.  When you write for publication, you have to get used to it.  Right now, I am waiting for the editors at IE Novel to proof read my manuscript and send my novel, Door Number Two, back to me for my inspection.  I am also waiting for my novel, The Tale Spinner, to come out.  Otherworld Publications say that they will publish it in April of 2011.  I am also waiting for my short story, A Vacation in Hell to come out in Dead Worlds, volume 7, a Zombie Anthology.   It should be out soon, published by The Living Dead Press.  While I am waiting, I keep on writing, working on new projects.  I am getting a science fiction novel, The Battle for Europa, ready to send in and I am working an anthology containing only my stories for The Living Dead Press.  That’s about it for now, just hurry up and wait.  
 
We met at the Valero’s gas station in Barstow California at five AM on a Thursday morning.  Due to working the night shift, I don’t normally crawl from my cave until after eleven.  We headed out on the I 15 freeway and we hadn’t even made it out of town when a semi truck tried to come into my lane and take me out.  I goosed the throttle and got out of his way quick.  The weather was good and we made good time stopping near Las Vegas for our first gas stop.  In Utah, we took the I 70 east and that was when the weather turned bad.  One thing that you can count on when going to Sturgis, is rain and hail.  We got caught in a hailstorm that was so bad that I thought I was going to crash.  My buddy Lobo, pulled over to the side of the road and road along on the shoulder at about twenty miles an hours.  I followed him, figuring that if I crashed it would be better to crash on the side of the road instead of in the traffic lane.  The hail stopped, we crossed into Colorado and staid the night at Grand Junction

After sleeping in a nice warm bed, we woke up the next morning and headed east.  At Denver, one of our bros split off and headed south to see his brother while three of us headed north toward Wyoming.  After passing through Cheyenne, we got caught in another hailstorm and had to deal with strong crosswinds.  By this time, I was starting to wonder if the trip would be worth all the hard riding we’d been doing.  After taking a wrong turn and having to double back at a town called Lusk, we took a two-lane highway leading into the Black Hills of South Dakota and arrived at Randy’s ranch after dark.  We set up our tent, visited with the other campers and then hit the rack.  Saturday morning we went into Sturgis and checked out the sights.  If you’ve not been to Sturgis, you can’t image how many motorcycles you see.  Sunday we went into Deadwood, did some gambling and ate at the Gem Hotel and Casino.  That night we partied At the Broken Spoke Saloon.  On Sunday, we headed into Rapid City and spent most of the day at the Harley shop.

The next morning we went to see Mount Rushmore and the Crazy Horse monument.  I had a tense moment on the way there when we passed a woman driving a three-wheeler.  One of my bros, pulled out to pass and I followed him.  A bike came around a curve approaching at a high rate of speed, so I gunned the throttle and we passed each other next to the three-wheeler. I pulled back into my lane and slowed down, trying to let my heart rate get back to normal.  The next morning we went back to Deadwood and in the Number Ten Saloon, I sat down at what I thought was a quarter slot machine and started gambling.  After I while I realize I was playing a dollar machine, but I got lucky and won two hundred dollars.  That night we headed to the Buffalo Chip campground and saw Bob Dylan and Kid Rock in concert.  They kicked ass, but we left before Kid Rock finished.  By that time we were suffering the agony of de feet.

We headed for home the following morning, after stopping at the Post Office so Lobo could ship home some of his gear.  We were approaching Deadwood on our way home when we stopped at a signal light.  When the light turned green, I pulled in the clutch to put the bike in gear when I heard a snap and the clutch went slack.  I had broken my clutch cable and there I was stuck on the side of the road.  My two amigos went on through the light and only realized that I was not with them when they arrived at Deadwood.  An old boy with a Christian Motorcycle Association patch on his vest pulled up next to me and asked if I needed help.  I told him about my clutch cable.  He headed down to the ABC Emergency Service Center in Deadwood and came back with two other guys in a Suburban pulling a trailer.  They took my bike to Fathead Choppers.  I sat and waited while my bros went to Rapid City for the clutch cable.  After waiting around for most of the day, they finally fixed my bike and we headed for home.  After riding hard for two days, stopping well after dark, we arrived home safely Friday afternoon.  If you chose to go to Sturgis, the ride is rough, but the experience is worth the trip.  It's wid good time that you' 





 
 
Hello everyone.  I just thought I’d drop a few lines to let everyone know what’s going on with my writing.  I’m still waiting for my short story, A Vacation in Hell, to come out in Dead Worlds 7, a Zombie Anthology.  My novel, Door Number Two, published by IE Novel, should be back from the editors in mid August.  I just signed the contract for Other Worlds Publication to publish my novel, The Tale Spinner.  They plan to release it in April of 2011.  Until then, I’m working on other projects.  I am currently working on a science fiction novel and I am putting together an anthology of my own short stories for the Living Dead Press.  One thing about writing for publication is that you have to be patient.  So when I’m not writing, I’m either working or riding my MC.  Peace out.
 
  In my last blog about why I ride a motorcycle, at the end I mentioned that our club, The American Cruisers, is a brotherhood.  I forgot to mention that we have some cool sisters too.  The sisters in our chapter have an array of talent.  From a retired Army Lt. Colonel, women who work to help support the family, to homemakers, we have an accomplished photographer and my wife Marlene, who has a degree in music and loves to sing and play the piano.  One thing these women have in common is that they support their men and the club.  Most women join the club in association with their man, some wear the patch and some do not.  Some ride their own motorcycle and some ride on the back with their man.  What you will not find, is a woman in the club wearing a patch on her back saying: Property Of.  We love and honor our sisters in the club and you won’t find them at the front trying to leading their man around by the nose.  You won’t find them walking two steps behind their man; you will find them walking side by side, shoulder to shoulder, with their man, where they belong.