Enough is Enough!

 

If you have paid any attention to the news in the last two years, you undoubtedly have picked one side or the other.

Trump is a natural person to dislike, and the reasons are apparent.  Few, if any of us like bullies.  Trump most probably was, and might still be a bully, as is, and was Biden.

While Biden invited Trump to the back of the school Gym, I feel that Trump would have, and could have done the same.  Biden is most probably lucky that Trump did not take him up on his sophomoric stunt for the media.

Here is the catch; Trump is our bully fighting for the American People. His arrogance, hubris, and sometimes caustic attitude are actually tools he uses to put America First.

Still, many just see those attributes as negatives.  No matter what he does for this country, the left focuses on Trump being the new bully on the beach.  The left were the bullies, and they piss on everything, taking ownership of it. Now Trump is pissing in their pond, and they don’t like it.

Two years and 25 million dollars later, their insurance plan has failed.  Mueller protected his own reputation after becoming rich on American Tax dollars by speaking the truth of it.  While not entirely exonerating the president as his last act of defiance, he found no legal wrongdoing.

This man and his minions hate the president and are the uber-powerful left.  Unlike the false evidence created by those in the justice department, and the other pond scum, he was not willing to fabricate things to further destroy this country.

The media has successfully done their bit to degrade the fabric of this country making us vulnerable in so many ways, including spreading dangerous lies as facts. Some people are so blinded by hate they want to believe the propaganda spewed by America’s enemies, (the media in bed with big business) and will never accept the truth.

In fact, the hateful folks on daytime TV, as we speak are calling this verdict round one. They are pushing Democrats to further divide this country by encouraging them to bring in more voters who will vote democratic. The left cannot win a fair fight, so they don’t even try.

We are victims of the left, and their thirst for power, as they play their lies to those that will listen.  Anyone blinded by hate would rather hear lies than the truth.  This is how Satan works, and this is how the left is working.

I have rejected Hollywood by not watching them in the movies, TV or even listening to them on social media.  They are so hateful that what I see of them ruins any illusion they might try to create on the silver screen.  If and when I see them, who they really are is what I see!

Further, I have rejected the MSM as they too are hauling water for the powerful, who can be purchased by the lobbyist for special interest.  As we watch Venezuela deteriorate, caused by corruption at the top, we should be mindful that corruption by people like these in their country is what caused it.

Someone owes the taxpayers 25 million dollars, and someone owes the American people one hell of an apology.

Yes, Trump is a bully, but he is our bully.  Without the bias in the media, if you just look at the facts, you cannot help but see it.

If I were advising him, I would tell him to get a dog and be seen with it.  He needs to show the non-bully side of him to the public.   I would not mind seeing that dog curled up by the fireplace in the Oval.  Even Patton had a dog…

Our first lady is a class act, I would like for her to convince him to show more of what she loves about him, to the people.

This man needs a PR Firm and just possibly they should handle his twitter account.

It is past time for the country to be healed.  We need to reject the hatefulness of the left wing media and the Hollywood elite who must be controlled by the same special interests, which have corrupted the process of how we run this country.

Politicians will tell you they must have a divided country to win elections.  If everyone were for the same things, which most of us want, what details would we use to choose to make decisions?  The two party system is flawed, and by nature, it pits us against one another.  Much like the shirts and skins in high school sports, politicians make it life or death games.

The left has taken this to the extreme with corruption at the highest levels of our government, and we the people must take a stand.  Either go the way of Venezuela, rejecting what we know to be right, or put on your big boy or girl knickers and tell your representatives that enough is enough.

There must be an investigation of the wrongdoing by the left, and people need to pay for this.  Justice requires no modifier, and we the people deserve to see those that have perpetrated this fraud on our system of government, prosecuted, to the fullest extent of the law.

I don’t care what side of the aisle you are on, Justice for all should be your standard.  If Trump were wrong and guilty, I would want him behind bars.  Now we know he is not.  Justice for the American people is necessary. Those who perpetrated this hoax must be held accountable!

 

Open letter to Katie Hopkins @KTHopkins

Do you want government employees teaching your children about sex and gender identity?

For those of you who are not aware, the British government is considering the transgender narrative, (her words) force-feeding it down the throats of 4 and 5-year-olds in the UK.

Below you will find my response to her.  If you read my blogs or novels this should not be surprising.

Dear Katie,

I could spend an entire blog gushing about how great you are.  Truly, darling, I do think you are magnificent, and I wish you every success in the world.

I wanted to address your stance on the government-teaching children about sexual things, in specific the LGBTQ way of life.

We have a conundrum in our world, and that conundrum is the elephant in the room.  We have the internet, which is unfettered in countries, which are post 17th century.

I was involved with technology before Bill Gates purchased DOS for $5K and then licensed it to IBM per copy.  I was also around when Steve Jobs was still a criminal, selling blue boxes from his garage.   My point to this is; back then, our lives were much simpler.  We only had Hollywood to worry about infecting the minds of our citizens.  Even journalists back in the day were still journalists.

You would never have known that Walter Cronkite was a liberal, as he just reported the facts.  What a novel concept.

Young people with smartphones have more than a window into propaganda. These devices are also a portal into the underbelly of the internet, where women who rail against objectification, pose nude on webcams for money.  I use the word pose loosely, as they are actually performing for their “tips.”

As soon as mommy or daddy give the child any sort of device connected to the internet, the infection begins. I could say indoctrination, but it is more like cancer than brainwashing.

While Stalin was correct when he said the most potent weapon in war is the written word, that lesson has been lost on society as a whole.  Tearing down statues is only one step away from book burning. History will be lost. History is now mailable, as it is now wiki something or other, and can change with a keystroke. If megalomaniacs like Stalin had the internet, what damage could they have done?

We are finding out as the social media giants are now the megalomaniacs with delusions of grandeur. They know better than you or I what is relevant for the world to know and that is where the bulk of the news comes from.

Progressive networks parrot the same talking points, and the kids hear enough of it to nod, listen, and regurgitate the relative disease filled talking points as if they were indeed the gospel.  AOC is a perfect example of the brainwashed generation that will soon take the reins of society.

“God Help Us!”

If you have listened to her brainless rhetoric for more than five minutes, you realize what a sad state we are in.

Since the internet is rife with “adult” situations, what are we to do?  Children have no clue how to process this information, never mind the LGTBQ ideology.  How can they even grasp common decency with the warped world view being cast upon them?

While I agree with you that, the government is probably least qualified to address the issues of sex, one good thing is happening.  People are talking about it.

I noticed that the Church of England no longer requires Sunday service.  Is this too a sign of the times?

Is church the standard bearer for common decency or are they now irrelevant as they don’t embrace the progressive agenda being foist upon the world?

I am certain my cousin, Winston Churchill is spinning in his grave.  I too weep for the UK and worry for the US, as many feel like the UK is a model for what we should be doing.

When journalists are activist, and Actors are militant, we as a society, lose.

Keep ringing the bell my Darling.  I too feel like that lone voice in the night, but I hope the silent majority will soon be quiet no more.

Much Love -TW

 

Mars..Are we from there?

It would be fun to write a blog on the men are from mars and women are from Venus book. Different topic…

It is no secret that I am a science fiction writer.  If you did not know that, you are not reading things too carefully.  I was looking at this old picture of mars.

Mars-NASA

Here you can see what they are calling the Grand Canyon on Mars.

I would think this is more like the Marianas Trench on mars.

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It takes little imagination to see that there were once great oceans covering the red planet.

mars

  • What happened?
  • Was there life on Mars?
  • Did we come from Mars?

Whether we are descendants of the red planet or not I think it would behoove us to learn where the atmosphere on Mars went and where did the water go.

As I was researching this I found that scientists are finding plastic bags and other forms of trash in the Marianas Trench.  Just possible we should go look in the trench or grand canyon on Mars for trash or other signs of a past life…or the water…

Thoughts comments and conjecture on this subject are welcome here.

The revised version of Tipping Point now 92K words is on Amazon and it is a free read on Amazon Kindle Unlimited.  Jeff Bezos is getting a divorce and his ex-bride needs money…So read my books, and help her out… 🙂

If you like my novels please consider leaving feedback.  Once a book receives over 50 (feedbacks) Amazon actually starts to assist authors like myself at that point and suggest it to other purchasers.

-TW

Are you a Victim?

Are we looking for something to claim victim hood status over?

What the hell is going on with our world today? Me2 Me2, someone once said I was pretty! Dammit, if you are ugly and someone calls you pretty, just face him or her face to face and tell him or her not to offend you. FFS! Really, is this what we have come to today?
I find it shocking that we are turning into a world full of pussies, and I don’t mean that in a good way.
“This man forced me into sex. He put his thing in my mouth and made me have oral sex with him.” This is from another me2 person going after a politician in Virginia.

I get that there might be overarching forms of bullying going on, but few men, smart men, would put themselves forcibly into a mouth full of sharp teeth! I guess a stupid man might, But he would only do it once.

Black Face

Until a few days ago, I did not know what that term was. I am not a spring chicken. Yes, I grew up in a time of minstrel shows and such. The last actor I saw portraying a black person was Neil Diamond in Jazz Singer. His friend Franklin Ajay (Bubba) gets him to perform in a black club. Everything is fine until one of the patrons spots his white palms and then all hell breaks loose!

Why, we are left to guess but the fight that ensues lands the band “The Four Brothers” in jail where Laurence Oliver playing Yussel’s father, ask him a question, which is probably the best line in the whole movie… “Isn’t it tough enough being a Jew?”

If you were to ask a black activist (Al Sharpton) about this, they (he) would most certainly spin this as more white hatred of the black people.

I do not deny racism, I am calling into question who the racist is.

In the 1980 movie, when one of the patrons sees his white palms, and calls him out, the writer gives him the line. “That ain’t no brother, that’s a white boy!” Over this observation, the place erupts into violence, even though the performance up to that time was a success.

• Was the writer a racist?
• Were the patrons in that time racist to the point of destroying the club to harm the entertainer?
• Was this scene indicative of the time?
• What period was this supposed to happen in, wait the 80’s…

I have been in Black Clubs in the ’80s as a white person. My company transferred me to Houston to take over as a manager of a department. My black employees invited me for drinks after work one day. They did not tell me it was a black club. I was new to Houston and certainly had no idea that the Palomino was a black club. Folks, I saw none of this. We had a great time, I had many dancing partners that evening, and I cemented many long-term friendships that have lasted through the ages.

Another of my employees at a different company brought me to a gay bar, after work. Same response. At the end of the day, I went home without a date, as I was not looking for one. There was already someone in my life.

Was I a victim?

Some could proffer the argument that they set me up. They knew things that I did not and put me into an uncomfortable situation for their amusement. Much to their chagrin, I was not nervous. I can handle myself, even if things had gotten out of hand. They did not, however; get out of hand as in both clubs people were nice and accepting of me.

They knew I wasn’t black but they did not know if I were straight or gay. Can you not go into a club like this as a “person,” and just enjoy the company of other people, without identifying as straight, white, or black?

In many of my novels, I talk about labels, and how my characters abhor them. I won’t go into details here. We are all the same when it comes to race. We are the “human race.” Our sexual identity is also not that distinct from one another, as we all start our life as a girl. Men have nipples, look it up!
You would be shocked if I told you how offended some men can be when I point out that little fact. Own who you are. Celebrate diversity, and don’t you use it as a way to divide us.
In Tipping Point, I make the argument that we should all strive to look at each other as human beings and not look for that which divides us. This is a common theme in a few of my novels.
Last evening at a writers meeting we got into a conversation about art. I mentioned that one of my instructors was incredibly opinionated. She was very good as an artist. Excellence at what we do tends to breed a certain hubris that I take umbrage with. I don’t care who you are or what you have done, you are no better than I am and I am no better than you are.

This instructor had a certain mindset including which paints you do not use. There are brushes, and so on that, you had best not bring to her class.
Early on, we were asked what got us into painting in the first place.
Without hesitation, I spoke the truth. Bob Ross.
OMG, you would have thought I had just pissed in their Wheaties.
Some of her requirements for the class are that you mix your own colors and, this is right.

Never use paint straight from the tube…blah blah…

This person was rather high strung and had little tolerance for not doing things “her way.”

Why Bob? Why do I still to this day, hold him in high esteem?
In thirty minutes using basic colors and skills, he manages to create beautiful paintings that set the stage for most of us to escape into. We imagine our bare feet on the lush grass, or perhaps swimming in the lake, as we feel the fresh water on our bodies. Just maybe we think of ourselves laying in that field among the happy trees, looking at the “happy clouds” or other things, which could be happy accidents.
Why Bob? Why not Bob. What a gentle soul and kind spirited man. What a great role model for us to all aspire to. The barbs were too much for me, so I searched high and low for “flesh colored” paint. I also found a two-inch brush, to top it off, ordered a shirt with Bob Ross on the front. The bully of the art world had met her match!
When you are painting portraits as she was teaching us to do, there is indeed, only one way to get it right and flesh colored paint is not it. That is why I had to search to find it. I wanted to make a point, graciously.

As I sat there with my two-inch brush and a dab of flesh colored paint on my pallet, we were instantly in a standoff. She knew that I was taking her to task. “Your opinion is just that, an opinion!”

“Don’t mock those that you don’t agree with.”

Had Bob not made it appear so easy, I might never have purchased the stuff to give it a go. My portraits sell all over the world, and I have her to thank for that, but in truth,…Bob is who inspired me.
• Why did I tell this story of my art career?
• Does it fit into being a victim?
• How does it fit?

Last night when I was telling this story, one of my comrades took me to task. It would seem that referencing flesh colored paint was racist. “WTF? Are you kidding me? It says flesh on the tube, is Windsor Newton now a racist?” What is going on for this person to make such a ludicrous assertion?

Are you looking for ways to be a victim?

I don’t have a racist bone in my body. I dislike ignorance and those that act on it. My comrade had no clue what I was talking about. Had I been less sure of myself, I might have taken offense to that assertion, or worse, questioned my own stance on racism.
They assumed that flesh was “white flesh,” but in truth, it is a “base” with which you can add yellow ochre, burnt umber or pick your color, and make it any kind of “flesh” you choose.

Titanium white, yellow ochre, and alizarin crimson are also the beginnings of the base for flesh.

Do you believe everyone should be pure of heart and thought? Just possibly nobody should talk, or speak, write, text or communicate in any way so we don’t offend someone. Wait, if I don’t say hello when seeing you; is that communicating with you nonverbally. Is that not a way of telling you that you are so insignificant to me that I am not going to waste my breath to say hello? No, it says that I am so afraid of offending you, that by my acknowledging you that, you might find something offensive. FFS is that where we are.

I walked past a man leaving the bank the other day who gave me an eye roll, as we passed. What did that mean? Should I be offended? Was I not worth the time to at least say hello to? Did he not like white people? He was black, that must be it, he is racist, and that is why he rolled his eyes and did not say hello to me. I should write a column for the New York Times about how all black men hate white people because this one person rolled his eyes at me, instead of saying hello. I am a victim! His eye roll was offensive to me! How dare he not acknowledge me as his equal!

“Is this where we are?”

He was holding his phone and had an earbud in his ear. Is it possible he was talking with someone on his phone or listening to voicemail, and he eye rolled at what he was hearing?

I leave you with this thought….

Look for things we have in common instead of things that divide us. Start with the fact that we are the entire human race. The color of our skin, or sexual preference, is not something to divide us. Start out with respect for your fellow human traveler on this road of life, and the rest will be much easier.

“I just about hate to say this, and yes I am stealing the line from Pollyanna. Look for the good, and you will find it, look for the bad, and you will surely find that too.”
I could choose to ignore the phone, and the earbud, and think that person was anti-white, and use it to build a precept that all black men hate white people or….I could give him the benefit of the doubt.

Great minds discuss ideas. Those focused on petty things; discuss people and ways to be offended.

Rise above the fray, and lead by example.

BTW, my art instructor and I are the best of friends and have been so since I stood my ground and forced her to examine her own life. Bob, Kincaid, and others serve a purpose and they are no less relevant than Renoir, Picasso, or De Vince. While they would argue the fact that I put their names in the same sentence, neigh the same paper as Renoir; I would argue that Renoir never inspired me to go and purchase paints.
Much Love -TW

Who are you?

Unless you know that person in the mirror the winds of life are carrying you.

I should be editing Tipping Point but, I am taking a break for a bit.  There are reasons, which I will share. As writers, we need to step away from it.  There are those who will toss a completed work into a drawer for a month or a year…. No, I am not one of those.

When I am not active on my blog, I am either working the day job, writing, editing or marketing.  I have told you repeatedly if you follow me here and you are a writer I will make it worth your time.

Here is the message for tonight that if you take to heart, you will be much better off not only in your writing or other creative endeavors but as a person.

“Wow TW, that seems kind of heavy.  Are you smoking something?  You in Colorado? Got extra?”

Tonight I want to talk about you.

Sitting through a critique session, I am so tickled with some folks who are giving a writer their best shot at an opinion.

“I did not like this.  That was cool. I like that.”

If you were a writer, and that is the feedback you received, would it be helpful?

No, not so much.  Why?

That is not a rhetorical question, it is a real question. Why?

As creatives, we are our own class of people in the first place.  I like creative people as most of them are intellectuals.  That means they think.  They have more going on under the hood. They are not usually the “Hold my beer and watch this.” Kind of person.

“I would challenge you to take this a step further.  Take your wife or husband or BFF and go spend a day at the art museum.  Most of them have benches where you can sit and admire the artwork.  Many art students will go sit and sketch the artwork as an exercise.”

“I don’t want you to sketch it; I want you to analyze it.”

“You don’t have to be an art major to appreciate art.”

Walk the floor and find something that speaks to you negatively or positively. When you see that something, stop, sit and study it.  “(SSS) stop, sit, and study.”

This is what you are looking for.  “Why!”

You are worthless to a writer if you cannot articulate your feelings to them.  If you are not in touch with you who are, then your opinion is meaningless to not only the writer or author, but it is not much value to you either.  “Joe six-pack, this applies to you too.  Why do I like this beer and not that one?”

I write about enlightenment, even in my naughty books, to set the stage for my readers to begin to know themselves. When you get into the habit of asking yourself, why you liked something or did not like it soon that will be a habit, which will serve you well.  That person who is looking at you from the mirror will be better able to deal with life if he or she knows themselves.

“I preached this to a young man over thirty years ago.  This person is now worth more than a million dollars and is happy.  He is happy because he knows who he is, and what he wants out of life and he knows why.”

“He was already wealthy blah blah…” No, he was in prison doing five to ten for armed robbery.

I worked in advertising for years.  When I first started, I was one that would FF through the commercials.  I soon found myself watching them with more fervor than the program.  Why did this one work, or that one didn’t?

There is this annoying commercial on currently that is for GMC trucks.  They have this tailgate, which unfolds and has a step for geriatric cowboys I guess.  The thing starts out with the truck on the hill and from miles around people are carrying tailgates from their competitors. That part of the commercial is forgettable.  The genius of the ad is the earworm.  “Na na na na.. hay hay goodbye..”

A commercial must be memorable.  Not only should you know the polar bears are drinking a soda, but you must remember that it is Coke.

When you can analyze a commercial and tell me why it works, you might have value as someone who can read a book, and offer constructive criticism worth listening to.

“I liked it, is worthless.”  Tell me why and be specific!

We know that adverbs are the path to hell.  I read them in books regularly.  Your average reader does not have any idea that eliminating them makes the text more readable.

When agents look at your books as you query them, they can tell if they can sell you to an editor.

Once you understand why you like or dislike something, you not only gain value as a writer but also as a person. You now have a little more depth than the veneer on your desk.  Blunt, you say?  Yes, it is.  Following me, you know that I am unfiltered and honest.

Tipping Point in its current iteration will not be up there much longer.  The novella will soon be replaced with an 86K word book that you will most certainly love.  It is free on Kindle Unlimited.  Read it before and then the after.  I think you will be shocked.

Much Love–TW

 

A couple of updates here.  The previous version of Tipping point is gone.  If you really want to see it let me know and I might find a way to get it to you.

The second update is about marketing.  I was watching a Trump rally the other night to see what the kerfluffle is about.  When a heckler did something to stop the president from speaking the crowd broke out in “na na na na na na hey hey goodbye.”

Think about that GM!  While you are laying off thousands of your employees your marketing firm is working for you.

-TW

The Joy of Writing

Major revision of Tipping Point coming soon.

Hello and welcome to the lair of TW.  Yes, it is a lair…Why do you ask?

From this point on the planet, I can love whom I love.  I don’t hate but I kill with exemption from the laws of the land.  From my little den, I can blow up worlds, or create them.  Reprimanding bad boys or girls is a pastime with which I take great delight in doing.

The target of chastisement is as naughty or as nice as I choose to be at that moment.

Writers live in our own little world and that is a good thing.  When you walk into my dungeon, you can see the clean shiny plasticized beds with chains and cuffs ready to restrain you.  When you see the whips crops and other things on the walls your bottom has a tinge of pain that travels through your body to that sexual organ that sits atop your shoulders.  The brain is the most powerful sexual organ of them all, and most are clueless.  They must be taught.

As writers, we can take you there.  On your kindle or nook, you escape the doldrums of your nine-to-five world.  You and others, join me.  The journeys are as real as you want them to be. While it is just you and me lying in your bed, you search the crevasses of my mind looking for some love that you are missing.  Maybe it is an adventure you seek.  There on those pages, we take flight to lands unknown to humanity.

Have you been naughty?  We can take care of that too.  Through Tiffany in that reform school, we can modify your behavior, in the safety of your own world. Password protecting your E-reader is a great idea if you don’t want intruders in our world.

Maybe, just maybe you are tired of the politics of this realm and are ready to leave it. Don leaves this world while on the ISS orbiting it.  Can you imagine what he must have been thinking as the Starduster sucked the ISS into one of its smaller cargo bays?

If that were you would anal probing cross your mind?  Would you be like “oh hell no, where is the gun?”

Maybe you would be, I can handle this…

Don learns much about himself and humanity in Saga of the Starduster, which is still my best seller.

I have over 32 novels selling around the globe.  Some more than others.  If you are following me on this blog, you know Tipping Point is going through a re-write.

Here is the skinny on that novel.

One Friday afternoon I am flying back from the west coast.  The sun is at our tail, and there on the ground are many wind turbines churning away.

The idea of “free” energy hit me. That evening with a glass of merlot, Tipping Point was born and published complete with cover art.

I gave it away on Kindle Unlimited to entertain you who follow me.

Joining yet another writers group, they bludgeoned me over those ten thousand words.  One even chastised me telling me “publish nothing without having it…” you get the picture.

With my novels selling around the globe I took what she said about half seriously.  This work was never meant to be literary genius.  I wrote it in three hours for Pete Sakes.  I wanted to start the conversation about climate change, and what man is doing to the earth with these changes.  That is why I gave it away.

One thing that sprang forth that got my attention is that many fell in love with Sam.

“I love Sam too.”

Sam deserves better than ten thousand words.

“I took that to heart.”

On my computer is a novel sitting at 86K words that is the new version of Tipping Point.

Instead of three hours of Merlot writing, I have about three hundred hours in it to date.  The good news is that if you already bought or read for free the 10 K word version, this will be free to you.  I will leave it on Kindle unlimited too.  This is a boon for Jeff Bezos and not me but here is the deal I did not realize until speaking with an agent.

If you publish on Amazon, you keep the rights to your work.  Agents are trolling Amazon looking for new authors.

The plan is to give this away for next to nothing, allowing Jeff to come up with more money for his divorce.

You the readers can either purchase it for $3 or read for free on Kindle Unlimited.  If an agent finds this, it won’t last long.  My beta readers love it…

Now you can climb aboard Air Force One, with Sam and the President.   Take a world tour on the taxpayer’s dime while keeping up with their awkward love story. You too can meet the Queen and experience pomp and circumstance.  As you also fall in love with the characters, see if you can follow with her scientific logic on her diagnosis.

Since this is a “give away price,” I would love feedback.

Here is the deal… What is published is before I went cray-cray on it.  It is a fast read with errors and fun things that are no longer in this version.  The new version has a dusting of fifty shades in it.

Wait, how can I worry about the world slowing down, and now I am spanking someone???

Yes my pets, yes indeed, my trusty hand is once again looking for a bottom to warm up, through the literary process.  Will it be yours?  Have you been naughty?

Follow along so you will know when your carriage to my lair is here.

Much Love -TW

How did I miss that?

Hello fellow bloggers, writers, and readers of blogs. Today I want to once again, address the art of analyzing someone’s work.

As an artist working with one of America’s most exceptional talents in the industry, I learned that my ego must not get into the way of my desire to learn the craft.  Transitioning from Bob Ross style paintings to portraits is a huge transition. This transition from painter to artist requires humbling, character evaluation, and yes, practice.

As artistic folks, we often skip over or try to jump over those first two.  In short, we let ourselves get in the way of our end goal.  You have no doubt heard the phrase “you are your own worst enemy.”

We walk before we run, and we crawl before we walk.  I write about enlightenment in many of my novels, even the somewhat naughty ones.  Why?  There is truth to it.

Too many times, I meet folks who are drawn to a group to be a writer, without a clue of how to string a noun and verb together in the same sentence. They read Harry Potter, and think they can do it too!

Maybe they can, and I would never tell them not to try.  I would suggest that they look at the trail blazed before them by some of the greats and, even the not so greats. How did they do it?

In our world of writing, we seldom have people who will objectively read our work and give it a fair hearing.  Objectivity with another writer is difficult for some reasons.

  • Did we like the Genre?
  • Do we like their style?
  • Are we a writer, and do we compare them to us?
  • What is our level of education?
  • What is theirs?
  • Do we like the person?

There are many factors that we could weave into this, but the truth of it is, that writing is subjective.  Your family might tell you “it was nice dear.”  They might say to you, straight up that it sucked, because they are jealous. Maybe it does suck.

Always ask why.

Here we run into the first problem. Ok, someone read it, and they offered you feedback. Was what they said motivated by any of the bullet points above?  Who knows?

I was reading a how-to book by a famous author and found a typo.  The voice inside my head said, “Ahaaa, I got you now Black Bart, you are flawed!”  * Immediately I scolded myself as that is the part of me that I try so hard to kill.  Why would I find gratification in an error made by “this person of notoriety?” This book went through countless edits and publishers how could they make this mistake.

Nobody is perfect. 

My short novel Tipping Point came back to me with red ink and grammar errors and stuff.

Some of these errors were because I wrote it and I knew the story so I assume like many of us do that so will the reader.  “That is what we are looking for in critique groups.”

You wrote it, so you are too close to it to judge it on its own merits.  Your fellow writers or critique partners, while they might be biased by some of the bullet points above, they might also have some valid concerns.  This is where you as the writer must; I repeat must put that ego in the barn.

Allow them to feel good about finding the dangling participle.  Who cares?  You submitted it for critique because you are humbling yourself to your peers.  That takes guts!  It takes courage!  It is a step to growth, not only as a writer but a human.  Allowing others to assist you also is a step for them.

You who follow me here can play along if you like.

I gave the group Tipping Point a work I did two years ago which started as a ten thousand word short story.  My goal was to write stories that people could read at lunch.  It has since morphed into 14K words, and from tonight’s session, I am told it should be a novel.

Currently, Tipping Point is on Kindle Unlimited so you prime folks can read it free.  In your Kindle app, you can make notes and so on.

If you are a writer, there will be value to you, as I will share all of the critiques on the blog once the project is finished.

Of course, in the comments, you can read what people say too. If you are inclined to learn along with me, please feel free to do so.

In the comments section, you can offer your feedback on the project as it goes.  With each iteration, I will upload it to Kindle Unlimited, and you can follow up there.

When you as a reader offer a critique of something, I am not interested in grammar, punctuation or dangling participles. (At this time.)

  • Did the story flow well for you?
  • Could you identify with the characters?
  • What did you like about the story and why?
  • What did you not like about the story and why?
  • Were the transitions easy to follow, and if not why not?
  • If you were the writer, what would you change to make it better?

After the story is put together, we can worry about the rest of the details like punctuation.

One of the people who read it said it pissed her off!  This truly made me happy.

Can you think of why having one of my characters piss someone off would make me happy?

Yes, one of our goals as writers is to pull emotions out of you as the reader.  I want you to laugh, cry, get angry and get happy throughout my stories. As a writer, I intend to grow learning from what works and what does not.

We are the sum total of our successes and failures.  If you sit there and never try, it is a life wasted.

I have over 30 novels selling well around the world.  Some of them I know sell for their subject matter alone.  Some of them sell because of my style.  Few leave feedback.

With this group and others like it, I intend to not only elevate my potential as a writer but as many of you that care to share the journey with me, through this blog and of course my website and novels.

As time permits, I will read your works and offer feedback, so there is that back scratching thing we can do.

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Much Love -TW