Day 1 2018 Zombies are Real!

Sitting here at the keyboard on the first day of 2018.  All is quiet in the house; not even the cats are stirring. I too feel like my mind should be still as I did imbibe a little-fermented grape juice or was it whiskey. Hmmm.   At least I returned home with the clothes that I went out with.  I think….

Somewhere during the witching hours of eating, dancing, drinking, waiting for a big ball to drop, and hoping anything that I said or did does not end up on YouTube, it got damned cold for Texas.  The plants that I covered up to protect are now plantsicles.

The hotel this morning was awash with zombies.  Young child creatures carrying oversized teddy bears thought that screaming at the top of their lungs was a fun thing, as they watched the zombies shrivel to almost pulp. The piercing sounds that could break glass were no match however for the evil stares from the zombies who tried to use their magical powers to silence the evil imps.  Had they looked into the eyes of the Zombies they surely would have evaporated into steam or possibly frozen into marble statues to stand as a stark reminder to the other urchins, never taunt or antagonize a zombie on New Year’s Day!

I did not fall into the undead or walking dead category this beautiful day.  I don’t know if that is a good thing or a bad thing.  I saw the ragamuffins as someone else’s problem and went about my way to find one of the carts that hotels often have in good supply.  Waiting over an hour by the cart return area, two zombies of unknown sex or age came walking at a snail’s pace, pushing said cart as if they were Sisyphus struggling to manage the two roller bags and one black dress.  Slowly losing ground against the load, a bellhop took pity on them, or me, and assisted them with their load.

One of the zombies went to the door only to be met with the harsh reality of “DAMN ITS COLD OUT!”

I, although annoyed by the lack of courtesy of the zombies laughed at the sudden jolt of life that seem to lurch through the embalmed veins of the gray creature. Color of some sort seemed to well up from somewhere deep inside the beast as their animated arm movements caused some circulation of the antifreeze still sloshing through the carcass of this fiend. For the first time, I was able to tell that it was the male of the species.  I could tell this as it growled in a deep voice as it struggled against the automatic door for the disabled to breach the icy unknown terrain of the sunlit parking lot.

Thirty minutes later the creature managed to maneuver his vehicle to the entrance of the hotel where his mate waited patiently or was it dead.  The mate did not move as the car pulled close to the door.  I was not sure that it was still breathing.  Carefully I nudged it as it snorted and then as it’s large eyes opened it looked at me through a crimson hays.  I suddenly became fearful as it appeared as if it had the eyes of Mordor, and I had no magic ring to toss at it.  I cringed thinking surely that daggers would come out of those gaunt looking features but it actually spoke. “Yes, can I help you?” It said.  Clearly, this was the female although I could not picture it in that little black dress! I pointed to the other creature now looking very much like a yeti, which was standing outside his vehicle waiting for his partner, or was it his precious?

As she tried hard to stand, I slipped the bellhop five bucks to assist them and bring me the cart.  While I might have enjoyed watching the two creatures, try to lift their two bags and one black dress from the vehicle, my patience was just about gone, and I too felt as if the monster within me might immerge and ruin the first day of the year of me not sinning any more…   ever…. Who am i kidding! I sin before I ever get out of bed!

If my beast had come out to play, and I ripped my clothing off to expose my superhero status, would I have found a suite with a large S? Perhaps a suite with a large W?  Would there be a red cape or magic golden rope, or would I have established that I indeed did not have all the clothes that I started the evening with and suddenly resemble an oversized smurf with built-in glass cutters?

  • How was your first day of 2018?
  • Did you see the zombies?
  • Where you a zombie?
  • Are there videos of you on YouTube?
  • Did all of your clothes come back with you?
  • Did you know the person you woke up with?
  • Did you recognize the person in the mirror?
  • Did you see a reflection in the mirror?

Novel 26 is close to being ready to edit.  I am so excited that I have figured out how the book will end.  This is one book that I have put much thought into and actually planned it, rather than allow it be a stream of conscious.  “That will make sense to any writers out there.”

I look forward to getting to know each of you better in 2018!  Thanks so much for following me!

Follow me on Twitter @authortwscott.com or @TWScott823.  If you are an agent and want to represent someone with a proven track record, I am not sending out Query letters so contact me via the website at www.authortwscott.com.

Query letters take four hours to create, and I don’t have the time or patience.

If you like what you read please repost or tell others about it. This is me, marketing and building my brand and you the readers of my blog are the beneficiaries of pure pearls and entertainment! Much Love -TW

 

Here are just a few of my novels

Spend a few hours with me..

voices

Voices from the Past is a fun read if you like hot steamy romance and magic.

After a failed marriage, Jennifer leaves the UK escaping to the US.  Unaware that her actions were guided by other forces of the magical variety, she bumps into a cowboy. Magic plays a huge role in this fun-filled trek through the hearts and minds of witches both young and old.  Love is the common denominator making this an adult read.

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In the Girl Nextdoor Sally discovers that life is about more than getting good grades. A bit of a savant at school, Sally is also talented when it comes to music and performing but she is unaware of this talent.  The pixies provide the mechanism for her next great adventure as she leaves the States to visit Scotland with a new friend.

Sally discovers more than her talent in this magical place. Love comes in all shapes and sizes.  The Girl Nextdoor is a rags to riches kind of tale and is also an adult read which will warm your heart. The story should also dampen your eyes with happy tears as TW does not believe in sad endings.

perpetual

Perpetual Palpitation was so much fun to create.  Ben, a businessman finds out that he while successful at building business’s, his home life is horrible.  Divorce drives Ben out of his home in LA and causes the sale of his business.

Heading east until the road runs out, he finds Dr. J Stein. Dr. Stein, the towns cardiologist has just lost a patient and is at the local pub when the two meet.  The vulnerable couple soon becomes an item.  After a marriage in Vegas, Ben discovers that Juliet has a darker side and she is insistent that he is part of it.

To what lengths will Ben go to please the new love of his life?  This too is an adult read as TW pushes the boundaries in this fun-filled adventure complete with warmth and charm.

Dragon Master

Dragon Master and the Witch is such a fun book.  The Queen’s daughter is kidnapped by an evil sorcerer taken through time, left as bait for her betrothed to find.  Her husband to be is a Dragon Master.  The only way for the sorcerer to control his dragons is to kill him.

The Queens daughter begins to assemble a coven in modern times while keeping her magic and identity under wraps from the people of Salem Massachusetts, where the sorcerer left her.

The story is complete with love and laughter and action.  Breaking TW’s normal style, this is YA.

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The Madam and the Queen is the first in a series of books known as the Ailani Series.

Tina, a divorced woman in her mid-thirties has become somewhat of a shrew.  Her friends at work convince her to get out of her house and live a little.

Bud Grayson inherited his parent’s company after they were mysteriously killed while on Safari.  The young billionaire finds that he is haunted by strange dreams while he runs the company turning into somewhat of a bully.

Tina and Bud meet as fate plays into the story making this an incredibly fun read.  Tina discovers her sexuality with not only Bud but with his housekeeper.

Magic and fantasy juxtaposed with love and romance make this read one that is hard to put down.  Book one and two are out, with Book three to be released this winter 2017!  This series MA.

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The Kiss is a free book on Smashwords only.  This story is an introduction to the characters in Cyber Subs.  Cyber Subs includes The Kiss, “a better version of it.” This book sells quite well for a very affordable $3.99 US.  With over 2500 hits every day I expect it to go viral before long.

Cyber

Two young ladies from rural Kansas use their talents to make it big in the world of cam shows and cyber prostitution. When the consortium discovers them, they make a deal with them until the consortium tries to extort them as sex slaves, while deceiving them throughout the process. Trisha, not the dumb blond they take her for, has other plans. Explore their world in this enjoyable read while challenging your understanding of the world that you live in.

Cyber Subs is a feel good, heartwarming, “titillating” tale with plenty of love and passion pushing the boundaries of morality.

The title comes from the domain of technology and the realm of BDSM. While this is not a dark novel, it is a romance of a different kind, stretching the rules of society and breaking the molds that we all find ourselves in.

This book is an adult read with plenty of plot, mystery, and love to go with some naughtiness.

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The saga of the Starduster has been such a fun book to write and read again and again.

  • If you could go back to your third-grade class with the knowledge, you have now, would you do anything differently?
  • If an Alien race were to abduct you, would you go peacefully? Once there, would you trust them to examine you medically?
  • What if you found that you were among a race of nudists, would you adopt their lifestyle?

Don is hijacked off of the ISS by such a race who has no emotions. Discovering that he has cancer, he allows their doctor to treat him when things go wrong. Using a neural link, Sarah, their physician falls in love with the human. This is their story.

The one public review the book has on Amazon was from someone who said there was no sex in the book.  Hmmm, she has a machine that turns them into nymphomaniacs!  They end up on a world that turns them all into sex fiends.

I would never flame another author.  If I found serious flaws I would contact them and try to assist them. We authors are not in competition, and I will assist other authors, and have.

Please read the book and decide for yourself.

This book is still selling well so I am guessing that my readers see past this type of thing.  If you have read it, please consider doing a review for me.  If like this person you are compelled to flame me, or it, do me the courtesy of contacting me.  Nothing is written in stone, I fix things constantly.  Feedback is valuable to all authors.

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Diamond Joe is a must read!

Suggestive antics to inspire Dane’s creativity, have unintended consequences. Dane one of her students on a football scholarship thinks that he has a thing for her.

Donna being rather lonely ponders the fantasy. Busting his bubble, the professor, a wealthy widow, hires a horse trainer from Dane’s hometown which she learns of while tutoring Dane.

Inviting Samantha to come to South Carolina to train her horse does not go as planned. Sam has many secrets which start to become apparent almost immediately. Hidden behind the books, and blackboards, and a previous marriage, Donna discovers another side of herself that to date, was unknown to her.

Working with Donna’s racehorse, Diamond Joe, Samantha and Donna become inseparable. Deciding to marry in a public way touches off a firestorm at her university, igniting strong feelings from both sides of the debate on same-sex marriage.

Racing Diamond Joe becomes Donna’s and Sam’s primary focus while dealing with the fallout from their marriage. Enjoying a winning streak, a competitor takes it upon himself to remove Diamond Joe from contention through alternative and illegal means.

Love, passion, and horse racing combined with issues of the day makes this novel a page-turner. If you are an animal lover, a person of passion, or just someone who enjoys a good story, this novel is for you.  Yes, it is FF, possibly YA.  You tell me.

Your emotions will be tugged at I promise you!

These are just a few of the twenty-five novels published thus far.  If you should find yourself needing something to read, please take a look.  Some of my books are Free on Kindle Unlimited!

All of the artwork is created by me.  I would love feedback on it if you are so inclined.

Much Love -TW

Nude Webcamming, Is that something you would consider?

If it were not for all of the different types of people in this world, it would be pretty dull.

 

Greetings and welcome to my Blog.

Toward the bottom you will find and excerpt from Cyber Subs.

Tonight I wanted to answer some questions regarding some feedback, as well as some twitter comments.

“Did you know that you have some followers who are openly gay and even Trans?  Some followers of yours are openly porn dealers!”

“Yes, I know that some of my followers are gay.  Yes, I am aware that some of them are actively seeking clients for their activities on sites like My Free Cams.”

If I follow them or RT them, that does not mean that I endorse what they are doing.  I also will not condemn them. 

Yes, from time to time I will re-tweet those that follow me if there is something that I think others will find of value.  The ladies that “model” to fulfill fantasies of people around the world most probably do this in other local places beside the internet. Just a guess.

I welcome civil discourse from anyone that reads my blogs or books.  I will not judge you.  I may ignore you; if you are not pleasant.

If you were to gather some folks and put them all into a darkened room, I think you would find that what we have in common, far outweighs the biases that some impose on others.  I would encourage everyone to seek that which we share, and not that which divides us.

When I started marketing my books after I wrote several, someone followed me on Twitter who on her bio said “Cyber Whore or Slut.” I forget which.  Folks, I don’t judge people, that is above my pay grade.  If it were not for all of the different types of people in this world, it would be pretty dull.

If you ever get a chance to meet me, you will find that I will engage you in conversation.  Your tattoos or piercings or race or ethnicity or sexual orientation does not, or will not daunt me.  While many do this to rebel against that which is, I am not dissuaded.  I see through you! By “this,” I mean excessive ink or piercings or what have you.

Assuming that you are not stoned or incapable of articulating your speech, I welcome everyone to participate in civil, social intercourse. (talking)  Your ideas have merit!  Everyone brings something to the table.  I value you, just like I value those that read my work or blog or tweets.  It makes little difference if you are in lockstep agreement with me or not.

If we seek improvement or betterment, or as I like to say enlightenment, that is more than half the battle.   Someone once said, “if you are coasting, you are going downhill!”

Think about that, and then apply it to your life.

This person who followed me on Twitter piqued my curiosity as to why she would describe herself in such a pejorative manner.  Unaware that there was such a place as My Free Cams, I followed her link.  Her description was and is part of her marketing strategy.  That and some lewd pictures of herself.   I am all about self-discovery and accepting oneself for who and what they are.  I am also an artist who loves the human body of any gender!

I for one am thankful that she followed me.  We have talked a few times on Twitter. However, she has no clue that her spirit, if you will, is part of my book.

It took little time to discover what this site was about, and the fantasies that it facilitates. Some would say that this is probably a hollow existence. I have found however that imaginations, unlike people, seldom let you down.  One could arguably question the mental stability of those of us who choose to live vicariously through such actions; I would say that as long as you can separate the two, you are good to go.

Many of us live through some sort of fantasy, and not all fantasies are sexual. Some might watch sports, secretly envisioning themselves as the quarterback or the pitcher. When we read (and when we write) we live through the characters in the book.  That is why my characters are so dynamic!

Those that read EL James books are living vicariously through her characters.

Imagine if you will, allowing someone to pull down your panties and take a belt to your bare bottom. What could someone possibly get out of that? 

After a suitable amount of investigative research, I wrote such a book as an experiment.  Science Fiction is my usual mode of thinking when it comes to writing.  Exploring erotic fantasy with a technological bent was and is close.

Cyber Subs, no not submarines but SUBS!

Trisha and Denise were friends in a farming community in Kansas.  If you have ever lived in such a place, you know that it can get pretty dull.  Human sexuality being what it is, adding the internet into the mix, this story wrote itself.

Cyber Subs receives over 2500 hits every day.  Please consider owning your own copy, and by all means, give me feedback.  The price is low because I, like many, are independent authors.  That means that agents and publishers are not getting anything out of it.  It also means that we as authors do everything!  We write it, edit it, market it and do the cover art.  The amazing part is that Amazon and other e-publishing sites still get over 30%, and they do nothing.  They provide the place to put it along with millions of others.  They have some upfront programming cost, and everything else is automated gravy.

If you as an author or I chose to use their marketing tools, they charge for that as well.  That is why we enjoy it when someone like yourself reads our books and offers some feedback.  We love it when you give us feedback! I will guarantee that there are typos in our books.  Since I find them all the time in published Barns and Nobles type books, I can predict you will see them as well.  If you see them in my novels, please let me know.  I publish my books with a revision number much as software writers do with their code.  I will fix them when enough are found either by yourself, and or others like you, and fix them.  Once I do I will tweet about it as I did with Saga of the Starduster.  That novel is still my number one best seller!

Let’s see if we can get Cyber Subs to give it some competition!

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Much Love –TW

Below you will see an excerpt from Cyber Subs.

Trisha has bombed out at finding work in Kansas and decided to leave for Phoenix where her friend is managing to make a living.  What her friend does is shocking!

Escape from Hell

Trisha’s brother was secretly happy for his sister getting out of Kansas.  He knew that she was unhappy on the farm. After graduating from college, the jobs were not there.

“Do you think you will be coming home again sis,” David asked?

“David, I am not going to lie, I hope not, not to stay anyway.  I love you and Dad, but this is not for me.”

“After Mom passed I knew it was rough on you; Dad was so upset with you for leaving that he has me driving you to the airport.”

“David, I know you understand; I am not ready to be “the little woman” without the perks that go with it.  Farm life sucks!  I am twenty-six years old, and still a virgin for Pete sake, at least you get some action..”

“My friend Billy likes you, Trisha.”

“Billy, you can’t be serious. We are talking about a guy that failed gym class.  This guy fights the hogs for their slop!  I think I can do better.”

David laughed; he knew that she was right.

“Sis, come home for the holidays, there is little going on that time of year. By then maybe Dad and I will learn how to cook without poisoning ourselves.”

“Just remember, the smoke detector is not the oven timer! You will be alright.”

“Do you need me to park, and help with your bags?”

“No, one bag rides on the other, I got this David.  Stay in touch; you have my number.”

“Love you, sis, take care of yourself.”

David watched for a minute as she went to curbside check-in, then up the escalator as if she was running for her life.

Getting through the airport gave her time to think about what she was doing.

Her friend Denise moved before she graduated and managed to make it in Phoenix. If Denise could do it, Trisha figured she might too.

She missed her roommate and all the things that they shared; Trisha was looking forward to catching up.

The flight from Kansas City was bumpy as they went over the southern tip of Colorado on her to way Phoenix.  Once off the plane, it was evident that she was no longer in Kansas. The heat was intense; Trisha wished that she had a bottle of water as she waited on Denise.

A honking horn signaled Trisha that Denise was waiting along the curb for her.  It was all they could do to fit her luggage into the lime green Volkswagen that Denise had in Kansas.

“You still have Denny?”

“Can you believe it? How have you been sugar?”

“I was going crazy.  After mom passed, Dad has been a mess.  He and David are obsessed with the farm, and I got tired of being the “little woman.”

“That had to suck.  So, how long can you stay?”

“That is up in the air. If I can find a job and support myself, I might just stay here period.  Otherwise, I am going to try until my savings run out, and then buy a ticket home.”

“I don’t mean to sound cliché but Trisha; you’re not in Kansas anymore.  There are opportunities here.”

“You were pretty tight-lipped on the phone, what do you do to make it?”

“Don’t judge me, just listen and then we can talk.”

Pulling into the parking lot of her apartment complex, they each grabbed a bag and headed inside.

Denise had a three-bedroom apartment, a master, guest, and office.

“This is lovely Denise, ok, if you are managing this by yourself, I will try hard not to judge you, what are you doing?”

“Primarily I do waitress stuff, Trisha, opening her closet she showed her some outfits that belonged to a chain of restaurants that specialize in entertaining their men clientele.”

“You’re showing your boobs for tips?”

“I seem to remember you getting a few pinches on your bottom at the truck stop for tips; there is no touching here and, it is just some of the goods, not all of me.”

“If my parents had found out about those pinches, I would have been killed,” Trisha said.

“Me too but, we made some money, and we survived Lawrence Kansas.”

“In a strange way Denise, I miss those little pinches.  Does that even make sense?” Denise smiled at her reaching behind her, pinching her bottom, “are you better now?”

“Thanks!” she said laughing at her. “Are they hiring?”

“We are, and I already have you pretty much hired, are you up for pulling a shift tonight?”

“Without even an interview?”

Touching Trisha’s breasts through her blouse, “honey, with these things, if you wear one of my outfits here, talk like you have a few neurons firing in that beautiful blond head of yours, it will not even be a question.”

Trisha liked the feel of her touch.  She wondered what had changed.  Denise had never felt her before in any manner.

“If I can make some money, it will extend my stay, are you sure you are ok with me staying here with you?”

“For the first week or so, you are my guest Trisha, if you feel like you can make it, and you want to stay, share the rent and groceries with me.  Deal?”

“Ok, I guess I can wait tables again.”

“After we get you unpacked, let me show you a few tricks to get the most tips.”

“Like we used to get the answers for the test and share them?”

“Just like it…We are going to have fun.”

“I have missed you, Denise; do you remember all the adventures we had?”

“You mean the trouble we got into with the sisters?”

“Yea, that too, but we had fun.”

“Between the farm and school, I could not wait to get out of town!” Denise said.

“It was bearable until Mom died of cancer. After you left and she died, I could not stand it!”

“I am surprised you lasted as long as you did.”

“I think I still have bruises from Barney at the truck stop.  Are you sure they don’t touch here?”

Denise looked at her bottom and then her, “you know, with that bottom and those boobs, you may make more than me. No, they don’t touch.”

“You said primarily you wait tables, what else do you do?”

“Are you still open-minded?” She asked.

“I will still smoke weed if you can get it, how open-minded do I need to be?”

Denise led her to her office.  Opening the door, it looked more like a photography studio than an office.

“Ok, I will bite, what is this?”

“Trisha, I make a lot of money with this, and I have fun doing it.  I smoke a little grass, drink a little wine and tease the hell out of people from around the world.  They do not know who I am, or where I am.”

“Still not judging here, I have seen some cam stuff on the internet, is that what you do?”

“I am not sure what you saw but, do you remember Stacy that lives on that farm on the east side?”

“Of course, what about her.”

“I saw her on here, out in the field at that picnic table doing this from the farm.”

“You mean the picnic table we all ate watermelon on a few years ago?”

“Yes, and we played in the kiddie pool, it was still there!”

“Small world, how do you keep people from knowing who you are?”

Pointing to wigs, makeup and other outfits in the closet, she looked at Trisha. “Still not judging me?”

“No, I think I have butterflies in my stomach thinking about what it must be like to do that.”

“The first few times it was fucking awesome.  There is this huge adrenaline rush.”

“Do we have time to see some of this before we go wait tables?”

“Help me fix some lunch; we can watch a little while we eat.  I can take the laptop out to the kitchen.”

Trisha had obtained a quick tour of the camera site before they had to get dressed.  Fixing her clothing to look like she had worked there for years, the manager hired her on the spot.  Denise trained her in no time; it was a limited menu.

On the way home that night they stopped for fast food.  “What did you think of your first day?”

“I should be exhausted, but I am wired.”

“We have the same schedule; Burt knows that you are staying with me, and he likes you.  Between the two of us, we will probably bring in more customers for him.”

“These boobs have not done much for me so far; why not bring in some money?”

“That is the way I look at it. I am good for a couple of hours, would you like to watch me cam a little?”

Trisha looked at her, “Ok, I think I would, that will be terribly personal won’t it?”

“You are my oldest and dearest friend, besides; you might like what you see.”

Trisha now knew that something had changed with her friend.  A frisson went through her, as she thought about how this night might end. Denise set her up in an opposite corner of the room with her laptop logged into the site.  Trisha could see the cameras that Denise was using as well as a behind the scenes look.

This novel is 105 thousand words of a story.  I admit that it has some tawdriness to it but, it is a complete story with humor, love, plot twist and turns and even some remote love of a very different kind.

Share with your friends and assist us, independent authors!

Thanks!

 

-TW

Excerpt from my number one best seller!

How about a fun filled romp through the galaxy with a surprise ending?

Below you will find an expert from Saga of the Starduster Chapter “1955 meets 2016.”

This book is one of my 25 published Novels. It also happens to be one of the most popular among you. Thanks for that! As an author, we can only hope that you will enjoy what we write.

Saga of the Starduster started out as tweets. I was doing two things at one time. Marketing my brand, and writing practice. When we write we try to use as few words as possible to convey an idea.

Saga of the Starduster started out as 140 character tweets. So many folks asked for the story I pulled it and wrote a story. The story you can download is complete and edited pretty well.

So many have already downloaded this novel that I must have done something right. Please support independent authors and read our work. Because we are independent our work is incredibly affordable. For less than a cup of coffee, you can read our stories. With 25 Novels out there I suspect that one day you will be able to say, you were reading me when I was nobody.

Everyone is somebody but, you know what I mean.

What has just transpired is, Sarah has brought Don, his mother and his third-grade teacher to the Starduster. Don had a medical need and Sarah wanted Don.

When you read the following if you are so compelled, follow the link and get the whole book. This is my number one best seller out of the 25 thus far. See what all the fuss is about. Thanks!

These next few lines are from the book, chapter 1955 meets 2016

 

The women awoke to find themselves nude in the presence of Sarah and her assistants. “Calm yourselves, Patty and Martha, here are some clothes for you to put on.”

“Where is Donny?” Martha asked.

“He is in the next room dressing as well. Clothes are not something we are used to here, so I am afraid that you three might feel out of place.”

“I don’t want Donny seeing his mother this way!” Martha said.

“Donny is Don Martha; he is a grown man. I stopped his aging process at 30. When you look at yourself Martha, you will see that you too are about 30. Patty, I left you at 21. You can choose to age naturally, or I can arrest the process right here.”

“Sarah, I feel different,” Patty said.

“Each of you had some neural pathways created between the two hemispheres of your brains. Your learning ability will be accelerated as well as your IQ.”

“Was there purpose in this?” Martha asked.

“Your race blew themselves up, Martha. We sent Don back to change history. By removing you three, we altered the timeline somehow. ”

“I thought that we were going right back to the second we left?” Patty said.

“The outcome would not work out. Don, instead of contributing to humanity would give them the information that they need to make their atomic weapons stronger than what they were. We saw that Dr. Flint was working with your government and was also working for another superpower as a spy.”

“Does Donald know this?” Patty asked.

“No, not yet. Are you two ready to meet Don, the man?”

The anxiety level of both women shot up, and Sarah could sense it.

“You both might want to sit,” Sarah said. Both sat on the table as Don made an entrance. The 6’2 inch man with wavy hair, chiseled chin, and sharp blue eyes looked at the two women as he could feel their love for him. Embracing the two, Martha started to cry, and Patty was speechless.

Follow the link and read the whole book!

Much Love TW

Check your Brain at the Door

Those of you that know me know that I watch very little television.  If you want someone to tell you what to believe, look at the news.  Journalism as we know it is dead.  Everyone has an opinion and if you are not sure of the facts, just watch any of the major networks, and they will tell you what to believe and how you should respond.

I instead decided to watch an old movie.  The reason for the film is that I am writing a book which has to do with a mystery under the ocean.  This mystery is claiming ships.  The victims don’t have time to understand what is happening to them before they go to Davy Jones locker.  10,000 words into it I remembered an old movie called The Abyss.  A trip to the half price book store not only was educational but profitable in that I found a copy of the film.

I was in hopes of gaining some inspiration for my novel.

Wow, no such luck! 

Do you ever watch a movie with a critical eye?  As a writer of over 25 novels; man do I get it!  With back to the future, they had the flux capacitor.  In my novel Under Roswell, I invented the PITM or Point In time Modulator.  Creative writing must be laced with truths, that make sense.  Unless you are creating Avatar and hope that the special effects will make your movie great, the story must also make sense and have some believability to it.

The physics of Abyss were just abysmal.  I love the little creatures and special effects, but the movie could have used a little more, or better technical writing.  I sat there watching it having trouble with the story.  Possibly some of the continuity that it lacked fell on the cutting room floor.

When these massive ships are lifted out of the ocean on top of the alien craft, it was kind of impressive until you see their propellers wiggle in the breeze.  Had those been real ships those propellers weigh tons. For them to flutter in the breeze would require more than a cat five hurricane!

“They must have done something to us; we did not decompress, we should be dead.”  Was this an afterthought.  Ok it was filmed in 1989, and I have no idea what the budget was but still.”

Many movies through history have been a technical disappointment in many ways.  One of my all-time favorites was Journey to the Center of the Earth.  Filmed in Carlsbad Caverns, the movie got my imagination going. Years later in life I got a large screen television and dared to watch it from a DVD.

Boy was that a mistake!

While they are standing on the top of the mountain waiting for a shaft of sunlight to point the way, the cinematographer captures a group picture of them on Mt. Scalterous.   There in the blue sky behind them, is their shadow.

My hat is actually off to the writers of Big Bang theory.  I understand physics pretty damned well, and they get it.  The writers of House were good as well.  I also have a good understanding of medical procedures and pharmacy and so on.  My point is that it can be done, it just takes a little effort.

The tropes with Russia being the bad guy and of course the psycho navy seal that is going to nuke something causing our hero to inhale liquid goo that will allow him to dive over two miles deeper is more than a little far-fetched.

By the way, if you watched this movie you might remember our hero’s swimming from the bottom of the rig on the ocean floor from one hatch to another.  Got that, they are thousands of feet down on the ocean floor, and they are just going to open up a hatch, take a deep breath and swim from one hatch to another.

Our heroine tells him that it is barely above freezing. Yeah ok…How about the pressures their bodies would be under at that depth.

For you nerds out there, at sea level, every square inch of your body has 14.6 pounds of pressure being applied to it. The pressure increases one atmosphere for every 32 feet or so.  They would have been crushed at that depth once they exited the craft.  With over 16,000 pounds per square inch, I don’t think the physics would work.

Our military or any military will only admit that our subs are capable to go to depths of 3000 feet.  Some quick math tells you that is 14,000 pound per square inch.  Think about how much pressure that is?  Did you ever watch voyage to the bottom of the sea?  Reflect on those large windows in the front of the sub.  Yeah right!

There are so many things wrong with this movie that one really must check their brain that the door, get some popcorn and just don’t think about it.

In my novels, I try to make things believable, and my fiction has some science or physics behind it, in most cases.  I would challenge writers; you included if you are a writer, to step up your game.  When people read your novels or watch a movie that was made from your book, wouldn’t it be nice if the science actually made some sense?

The story line must have continuity, and that too was lacking in this movie.

Toward the end of the show, our hero must make a choice, die or let his wife die.  Tough choice but since they have been playing crash cars with the bad guy in submersibles and survived it, why not throw some emotions into the movie, some drama.

I like the leading characters in this film and their acting was superior to the others, sorry; it is true.  Drowning in freezing water, her plan is for her husband to drag her lifeless body back under the water without a suit (remember the 16,000 lbs of pressure) from the failing submersible to the “moon bay” which is an open pit that resembles a swimming pool.  Once back on board they are to restart her heart with a defibrillator.

Folks, you use a defibrillator if the heart is out of its normal sinus rhythm something called tachycardia.  If the normal rhythm is such that the muscles of the heart are not working synchronously with one another little or no blood will be pumped to the brain and other organs, thus death is probably going to be the outcome.  That is when you use a defibrillator to put the heart back into a normal rhythm. It actually stops the heart and then with luck the normal regulator of the heart gets things going again.

If there is no heart beat, CPR is your best chance.  “Zapping a nude wet body with a stopped heart” makes good theatrics but awful writing.  Slapping her face telling her she never backed away from a fight was interesting but of course, she was unconscious so again, good theatrics.

Since I spent some time watching this movie, I could not help but comment.  It is my hope that you writers out there find some gem or pearl of wisdom and make your stories more believable.

To you vampire writers out there, if a vampire puts on sun screen, can he or she go out in the daylight?

Much Love!  -TW

The Saga of the Starduster

The saga of the Starduster was a fun novel to create.

TW loved creating stories as a child.  Having no idea that the bed time stories, created on the fly, would ever amount to anything.  Thinking back on my youth, I often wonder what it would be like to travel back in time knowing what you know now, but still in your child body.

The saga of the Starduster has a scene where our hero does just that through a fluke of alien technology and a lot of imagination from the author.

TW enjoyed crawling into the mind of Don as he is whisked off the international space station by an alien race who was shot at unbeknown to them by one of their foes.  Thinking that the hostility emanated from the blue planet not far from them the captain with a name we cannot pronounce investigates.

That antics TW takes the readers through while the Captain is trying to figure out who or what is on this blue planet are hilarious.  They use television broadcast to seek to determine what or who is on this planet and are they friendly.

TW references a scene from Sharknado among others.  The Captain and the crew of the alien vessel see the shows and take an entirely different perspective.

As Don learns that he has Cancer, the alien doctor tells him that she has created a virus to attack his cancer cells but must sequester him as the virus is meant for his cancer which is unique to him.

The story takes on many twists and turns as you travel back in time with Don, who ends up in his third-grade class as a child with the mind of a fifty-year-old man.

Love blossoms as his crush on his teacher now play out in a very strange way.

Romance with an alien doctor on a space station light years from the Earth is just one of the highlights of The Saga of the Starduster.

This novel is quickly becoming one to watch as the downloads are picking up worldwide. I have not marketed it much at all.  It is an inexpensive read with a surprise ending.

This novel is available on many e-book retailers including Amazon and Smashwords.

TW does not believe in sad endings, but your heart strings may be tugged at a little.   For you, science fictions nuts like myself, this novel is not lite on science fiction.

TW’s wry sense of humor and wit are all through most of the stories with the brand TWScott, but especially in this one, you will see several examples of it.

So if you were Don and ended up sitting in front of your third-grade teacher now, what would you do?  If you had a crush on your first or fifth, you pick her or him and then tell me, (us) what would you do?

I love the idea of it, so to me, it was a bonus for the novel.

Update!  Since the novel has been selling rather well I went back and took a look at it.  Finding a few typos I fixed them, added some text here and there and modified the cover art to include the phrase “Skinny Dipping on an alien world was probably not their best idea.”

If you want to get better at your craft practice practice practice!  This novel just got better.  It is updated on #amazon rev 3.1.  Give them a few hours to approve it and then go and get your updated copy!

Much Love -TW

Yes, Smashwords does not like crack..Buttcrack…

Yes, they really did object…

Dragon Master and the Witch
Book Cover for Dragon MAster and the Witch By TWScott

If that is not art I will eat it…. Good thing it is digital…

When I posted that blog about my cover art some were amazed that Smashwords would take issue with my witch in the lake.

It is sad that I had to do this to pacify the Puritans …

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No, witches don’t really melt when you get them in water.  Could you imagine if they did, there would be no witches, Well, no witches that you could stand to be around as they would stink the high heavens!

Yes, Witches enjoy a shower like the rest of the world.  Yes, some witches do have nice butts even though I admit that my cover art witch, is my creation…. Lol

My claim is that I was under the spell of the witches to create butt that is perfect from the bottom to the top…

I like Big Butts and I cannot lie… oops I digress 

I was thinking about a story regarding Francisco Goya when I got this from Smashwords.

Modified Goya Nude MAJA
modified by others and eventually me to look more natural.

This painting of his was so risqué that it was not seen in public.  He in fact never got to see his work on public display during his lifetime.

I love this painting, not so much for the Nude Maja but the incredible detail.

I did a study of fabric with my own nude and mine is crap compared to his.

Lady in Blue
Fabric Study 2000

I found Goya’s on line and took the liberty of doing a little touch-up.  Still this is a fabulous painting so much so that I may do one like it just to have it on my wall.  No, can’t sell a copy of someone’s painting but there is nothing wrong with doing it for yourself.

Often times we artist get into trouble when we do such things for pecuniary interests.  (Making money)

Copying his work however to learn, is perfectly acceptable.

I enjoy art immensely.  I could not resist touching up this painting by Goya.  I did it for two reasons really.

The first is the copy I found on the internet has been modified already from the original.  Second I came to know the painting as I can see his brush strokes.  The paint used is nothing like we have today.  Back in the day, they made their own paint and cadmium red or cadmium anything was toxic as hell.

While we think that we are safer today with our modern day paints and chemicals I would tell you that just because it is odorless does not mean that it is not toxic.  I still use very well ventilated areas for painting.  In the cooler months, I might very well go outside to paint.

Today with the IPad Pro and some good software, I can get my art fix with no chemicals.

Take a look at the Goya and then my fabric study and you will see what I mean.

I did this fifteen plus years ago so consider that when judging me … LOL

In other News, Perpetual Palpitation seems to be moving up the charts of books downloaded. 

If you are on this blog, and you are the one of those buying it, Thanks for that!

I look for trends and then try to analyze them.

Marketing 101 ….

For Some of you, it is already Monday Morning…On behalf of us still, on Sunday have a great and Super Week!

Much Love  -TW