Drop Your Drawers

If you have read any of my racier novels, you might think of this as a prelude for some intimate moment.

That is not, however, what this is.  I know, I am sorry to disappoint you.  What this is about, is writing.  Let me take you back to a conversation of plotting vs. pansting.  (as in by the seat of.)

After taking a long hard look at Scrivener, I am thinking about purchasing it once again for my Macs.  I am a PC type person, but, programs like Vellum are only written for the MAC.  Vellum is the ‘cats ass’ when it comes to formatting your book.  You can either pay people to format your book, or, you can buy the program and do it yourself.

Vellum is very easy to use, which is the secret for Microsoft, and yes, the Mac OS as well.  Let’s contrast that with Scrivener.

I won’t give you a tutorial here on this blog about Scrivener, let’s just say it is not intuitive.  Is it worth it?

It is not the price for the software you have to consider; it is the learning curve.  Now add into the learning curve, is this the way you write?

As a Panster, I have resisted plotting any part of my novels.  I have a starting point, and I have an idea of where the ending place will be, and I kind of aim in that direction via a stream of consciousness.

Ok, so let’s drop our pants down to our undies and see where we go.

I would call on New Writers to get used to the idea of creating a logline first.  Let’s say you’re like me, laying there at night waiting for sleep to find you and this idea for a story is rolling around in your head.  What if?  is typically how it starts.

What if we had this guy that is digging around using a metal detector, and stumbles on to something that triggers his detector in a big way?  He is out in the country on land he recently purchased and built this metal detector from a kit.  He and his wife take off on Saturday for something to do as a husband and wife.  Ok, they have a metal detector, then what?

As they trace the arc of the signals returned to the device using little wooden markers, they discover that under their feet is a large metallic object.

While the reader is trying to guess what they found you, the writer is just writing it as if you are there with them, as the events unfold as it were.

What if you started your story with this?

A husband and wife spend the weekend looking for golden nuggets when strong signals send their metal detector into overdrive.  Moving a few boulders away from an outcropping buried by scrub brush, they find a metallic doorway with strange-looking controls by one side of it. Within moments they are inside an alien craft that was hidden by its occupants from centuries ago.

A good logline should be two sentences, not three, but 30 to 50 words or so is about right.

Let’s try again.

An undersea anomaly causing ships to sink brings the military and several different scientists in to solve the mystery.  As the secret unfolds, they discover an ancient alien civilization has been on Earth for hundreds of years, breeding with the indigenous people, creating those with god-like powers.

Ok, two lines 48 words.  This is a decent logline.  Now, as the writer, you take that logline and form an outline for your novel. Using something like Scrivener, you plot out your book, yes in your undies…ok not really.  You get the point.

Loglines are nothing more than a very brief tease to get the reader to open the book or buy tickets to the movie.  You, as the writer, can use them to keep you on target.

What might a tagline look like for this novel?

When the captain of a cruise liner barely escapes a disaster, he brings in the government, which discovers a city filled with aliens on the ocean floor.

These are all from my novel Ghost Signals of Colorado Springs.

If you are like me, sitting inside your house bouncing off the walls, take a trip to the stars in this futuristic adventure through time and space.  Please consider leaving a review on the site from which you purchased it.  Now, if you did not like it for some reason, please let me know here.  Feedback is critical for authors.

Much Love -TW

Under Roswell on Sale!

“Can you imagine?”

“Sure, what am I imagining TW?”

Imagine that you find this guy really hot.  This guy is so cool that he has no clue he is cool.  You watch him work on things, and you admire the way he thinks.  He is kind to you but does not come on to you in any way.

Imagine you work with this guy for months on end, and you don’t think he is noticing you but, he has no ring and never talks about anyone in his life.

Ok, he is single, why?  The guy is built, smart and dedicated to his work.  You see him working on a pet project that his company allows him to do, and you ask him, ‘what is that for?’

The guy turns to look at you as if for the first time.  His eyes relax, and he smiles as he begins to talk with you about his hobby of technical rock climbing.

‘That explains why he is built the way he is but ‘rock climbing?’’

You can tell from his relaxed way of talking about it that if you want to get into his life, you need to try and understand what makes him tick.

You make a note to research rock climbing so you can engage him with more than a passing interest.  That night you talk to your friend, who was your roommate in college.  She tells you that there is a place not far from her that teaches rock climbing.

Now imagine you are kind of afraid of heights and yet pull it together and learn how to not only master your fears but, you can get to where you are not scared of dying.

With these new-found skills and understanding of the hobby, you began to engage Elliot, Omicron’s ‘fair-haired boy’ regarding a project he is working on.  He tells you that it is a device that destabilizes the atomic bonds of the rocks in a narrowly focused beam, making it super easy to place a hold.

Your job, however, is to report back to the owners of Omicron what he is working on.  They, of course, see this ‘toy’ as a weapon of immeasurable value.  Copying his notes and designs they are sent off to a facility deep within area 51.  Elliot is very much against building weapons, and that is why they hired Susan.

Back in 1947, this alien craft supposedly crashed in Roswell.  What they didn’t know it was not one but three.  Two scout ships crashed just, and one, a much larger intergalactic spacecraft returned into the time-space continuum of the earth, forcing millions of metric tons of rocks to eject from the ground, looking like some kind of geological anomaly.    The place is, of course, the ranch where Elliot’s parents were both living when the crash occurred.  It is also where they mysteriously, disappeared.

Onboard this craft under the rocks is a sentient computer, much like HAL in Space odyssey.  Unlike Hal, this computer can tune into the human brainwaves from quite a distance.  That computer takes an unhealthy interest in human sexuality and develops a few quirks along the way.  (All characters must have a flaw, right?)

Susan convinced Elliot to let her accompany him on his vacation.  She is giddy as she thanked her one day and called her ‘honey.’  ‘He does notice me,’ she thought.

While Susan is in hopes to snag the heart of Elliot, Elliot is in hopes of finding the mystery of where his parents disappeared to, hence the entire interests in rock climbing.  Whey they disappeared, that was not one shred of anything left of them.  Footsteps that just ended or a mysterious note left in the sand.

On this trip to the back of his ranch, while rock climbing, Elliot would dislodge some rocks that fall into a crevasse, and when they land, they make a mysterious ‘clunk.’

Ok, this is you.  Whether you are Elliot or Susan, what happens next is an adventure into another world.  What will you find, and what will you do?

The military has a listening post not too far away, and that all plays into this adventure, which starts out ‘Under Roswell.’

 

This novel is on Sale both on Smashwords and Amazon.   Down from $9.99 to $5.99 for the e-version.

This novel is 681 pages.  The print version is what it is because of the printing cost.  Many of you prefer that, and I thank you.

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/670705

 

 

Time, Do we Understand it?

As a science fiction writer, I tend to think outside the box.  Sometimes, the ideas become so esoteric that I have to fall back, and re-think them.

As I read about the Parker Solar Probe, I just wonder if there is a way to run one more experiment.

The purpose of the experiment is to determine if, “Time close to the sun,” is the same as we experience on earth.

For eons, science fiction writers have gotten it wrong.  Thinking about the time machine, for instance, we see the walls build, and crumble, around our intrepid time traveler, as he goes forward and backward in time.

The authors of such novels did not take time-space, and celestial mechanics, into consideration when they wrote their novels.  Who can blame them?  The ideas are obscure, and few would try to truly understand what is going on.

If our time machine did more than twirl a huge disk and had some lights blink, we would see that in order for it to travel in time it, would necessarily jump outside of the time-space that the earth is in.

Said another way, it would become separated from the earth and this solar system.  Therefore, what would that look like and why?

It is my contention as a science fiction writer, and nerd, that this solar system is in its own time zone.  That time zone is created by mass, and how that mass actually warps space around it.

The idea came to me when there was an anomaly with one of the Voyagers. As it went further into deep space, outside of the effects of the Heliopause, they said it was slowing.  NASA reported that it was slowing down. Is it, or is it simply in a new time zone where time is perceived differently?

It is my contention that it is the latter, which means time, and light years, and so on, are not as we perceive them at all.

If our time machine left the Earth’s Space-time, celestial mechanics would move the earth in several different directions at once.  Not only is the earth rotating on its axis but also it is orbiting the sun on the X-axis.  The solar system, carried along by the Milky Way, is moving both on its X, and Y,-axis, simultaneously.

Once our friend pulled the magic lever, he might pass through the earth, or find himself in space.

As I write about this in Under Roswell, or The Saga of the Starduster, time, as we understand it is not correct.

Not many years ago, there were reports by airport personnel, including air traffic controllers, and pilots of a UFO hovering over the O’Hare airport. Like a shot, it suddenly went vertical, “faster than a speeding bullet.” Leaving holes in the clouds, on its departure.

We know from our understanding of space travel, and so forth, that the G-force would have made the occupants look worse than any bug, on any windshield.  Because we “know” that to be true, we dismissed it, as it could not have happened.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2006_O%27Hare_International_Airport_UFO_sighting

Because of our understanding of physics, using the Abacas and slide rules, that we have. We could not make sense of it; the incident was passed off, as “swamp gas, or a hoax.”

Even though there were several that saw it, all saying the same thing, it did not happen.

Well, my feeble brained friends, and those of you who are not so feeble, what if those in that disc-shaped object, pushed their magic lever, and found themselves outside of our space-time?

If you accept that not all of the UFO sightings are hoaxes, then we must look for other answers.

If they are not hoaxes, how did they get here?

“In Under Roswell, I write about a Point in Time modulator, which of course is something I made up, as a plot device.  Unlike the infamous Flux Capacitor, I try to dig into the science, of how this could happen, without using the proverbial slide rule.

What I would love NASA to do, is devise some test, that they could perform with this sun probe, to see if the time-space around the sun is different from what it is here on earth.

I am assuming that there will be telemetry from the device.  That data stream may change in baud rate or frequency, as it gets closer to the sun.

Most will want to blame the heat from the sun, but just possibly, someone will think about shifting their algorithm to match that of the data stream, to see that there might indeed be a time change.

If correct, the way that we perceive time and distance would change.  The distance to the stars would necessarily change.

What is the time zone like in the void between galaxies, where there is no mass to create warpage of the space-time?

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If someone with a string of letters after their name, resembling the alphabet, comes up with this theory, remember that you read it here first.

Much Love -TW

Ghost Signals from Colorado Springs

Ghost Signal from Colorado Springs

Was Tesla getting messages from Aliens?

I just have to gush over my own books. Yes, I really do as this one was so much fun to create. I take two parallel stories and meld them together on a crash course.

When you read the paragraphs, you will feel like you are the characters. Isn’t that the hallmark a good book?

When I was much younger sitting in the theater, I can remember the anxiety I had as the electric blanket was placed on the ice covering the monster entombed within. Had I not been in the theater I would have screamed at them to not put an electric blanket on ice!

When War of the Worlds was released, and we watched it again on the big screen how scary was that? As the Martian craft systematically exterminated people, I remember my anxiety as the two love interests are flying just above the tree line to escape the Martians. The subsequent crash and then the lady scared out of her wits is trying to take care of the newest man in her life.

When you read a book, it should be better than that.

Reading the words as the writer wrote them you become that character. You are inside their head and feel what they are feeling. When they are thousands of feet under the water in the submersible that is not tested to that depth you can hear the thing creaking as the pressure builds on the tiny craft.

You know that in an instance you could be crushed like a bug on the windshield and it causes you some minor anxiety.

Yeah for the writer and yeah for you!

In one of my other novels “Cyber Subs,” you become the girlfriend who is watching her best friend get on webcam slowly removing her clothes teasing the folks paying her to strip. You are just a few feet away, observing the action as something about it excites you. That feeling inside you that you are all too familiar with is there in an instant as you get up and cross over across the room and join her in front of the webcam. Wearing just a diaphanous gown suddenly it is you in front of hundreds of strangers expecting you to remove your clothing.

What do you do? Are you scared? Are you anxious? Are you turned on? Are you “misty?”

When I write it is the strangest thing, it is me in each and every character. I channel them as it were. Their dialect, their build and so on for the moment I am them. I desire to put enough of them into those words that you too can be them.

This last novel, Kitties Titties, and Winks is about as erotic as it gets with me. I don’t do sleaze as that is not who I am. I read EL James’s novels, and I knew that I could do better. The e-mails thus far are not from my regular readers, but they mostly say the same things so, let’s hope that the trend continues.

With Thirty novels out there written by yours truly, you should find something that interests you. Do not forget that Nudist of Shangri-La was inspired by you my readers, so I do listen to you. Do you have an idea of something you would read?

Let’s have it.

I am taking a little bit of time away from writing to market my current novels and build my brand. It is during this time that I am open to suggestions.

Email me at WWW.Authortwscott.com Check out the website and click on the contact page.

I hope that you all have a wonderful weekend and thanks so much for taking time out of your day to allow me to be some small part of it.

I like to give back to you my readers and followers, and I desire to do so through this blog and by placing my novels out there inexpensively enough that anyone should not have trouble getting them.

If you take the time to let me know what you think of them, I do appreciate that. I get all sorts of e-mails with page numbers and such that I should look at this miss spelling or that one. Don’t get me wrong on this I do appreciate them. I make notes and then go back and fix them as time permits.

As always much Love…TW

Have a super great weekend!

1947 Roswell NM

A different take on the events through the lens of a creative author.

  • If Roswell in 1947 was a real event what would it look like today?
  • If you discovered an alien spacecraft that reacted to your commands what would you do?

Elliot grew up in New Mexico raised by his aunt and her husband.  His parents mysteriously disappeared on their ranch around an outcropping in an obscure area of their ranch. First, his father went missing.  Much later his mother also went missing in the same area.

Moving to California after college Elliot secures a job with a large tech firm Ohmicron.  Developing his own inventions while being the fair-haired boy, Elliot has a moral compass that is not in line with the company.

Providing him an assistant who was primarily to spy on him goes awry when his assistant falls in love with him.  Elliot a bit of a risk taker learned to rock climb back in New Mexico.  When his friend Greg was too busy to accompany him, Susan his assistant decides she must learn enough about it so she can get Elliot to notice her.

Secretly taking classes with her friends, she learns just enough to invite herself along.

Romance blossoms when Elliot shows Susan his love of rock climbing.  Some of those were even too much for her as she slips and lands on her bottom near a dry creek bed.

Allowing her time to pull herself together Elliot coils the ropes and gets the gear ready to make another ascent when everything changes.  Watching a lizard escape the heat scurrying under a crevasse in the rocks, Elliot assumes that there must be a small place or opening.

Dislodging some small pebbles in that same direction of the lizard’s den, while wrapping up the rest of the gear, Elliot hears a mysterious metallic clunk from far below them.  Susan also heard it as she was now no longer thinking of her fall.

What they were both unaware of is how that “clunk” would change their entire lives.  They also had no idea of how that discovery would affect the lives of every human on earth and some races who were in another galaxy.

Under Roswell was inspired by the early termination of Stargate Universe.  Never trying my hand at writing I was always one to be entertained, never the entertainer. When the writers were struggling toward the end of the show with the droid robots from hell, the writing was on the wall.

I was not surprised when the show unceremoniously ended.

Not ready to let them be stranded between galaxies with an uncertain fate on a lark I tried my hand at fan fiction.

Two hours into the project I came to the conclusion that I could tell a story.

Scrapping the project, I started Under Roswell.

Four years later I wrote the end which is probably the only book that I have ever written with the words “The End.”

Thirty published novels later I am still writing as time permits.

The saga of the Starduster is my number one best seller.

Trying my hand at many different genres, from Science Fiction to romances of various kinds, it has been a fun ride. Yes, I have even written a few slightly tawdry novels including some same-sex love.

Some of the e-mails ask why I tried the LGBT stuff.  “Why not?”

Other than some minor plumbing differences, we are all the same. It is my goal to unite us as a people instead of following in the footsteps of the media and others that would seek to destroy us through bigotry and yes ignorance.

In some of my novels, I address things like labels and using sexuality as a weapon and yes being a bully.

Under Roswell is a science fiction that is actually YA.  Taking some of my characters through Russia while taking others into other galaxies is just part of the fun.  You too can ride along as our heroes save the earth from inevitable destruction.

Thanks for following me and reading along as I take you on a journey with me through the trials and tribulations of being an author.

 

Much Love – TW

 

 

 

Lost In Space II

Would you trust Dr. Smith?

Ok, I did it, I binged watched the season with my company. This is the most TV I have watched in twelve months. The cats in my lap made it bearable.
I still love the characters. I like how they are being developed.
The writing is still too predictable…There were no surprises for me as I knew what I would do as a writer.

  • Have you watched it?
  • Were there any surprises for you?

Breaking the laws of physics with the alien thing is a great way to invent your “flux capacitor.”
I actually try to stay within the confines of physics so the plot will be more interesting to those who are nerdy enough to understand that sort of thing.
Until season II is released I guess we can sit back and pontificate on where they will go with this story.

  • I give high marks to the special effects crew.
  • Again I love the characters.

If you have Netflix go and watch it and tell me what you think.

Much Love -TW

What if an Alien visited us tomorrow?

If a flying disc landed in front of you what would you do?

I am rather amazed to see actual real footage of UFO’s caught on military aircraft cameras released to the public.  This is from 2012.

More and more we are seeing actual footage of alien type anomalies reported and making the news.  Is Trump allowing the American people to actually see some of the truth about this subject to grasp how we react?  Was the 1947 Roswell crash true?  Are we being groomed to allow us to learn the truth or is it all lies and deception?

Will we ever know the truth about Area 51?

It is no secret that I am a huge science fiction fan.  It is also no secret that in many of my novels currently selling worldwide, I talk about the danger of being discovered by an alien interloper.

While Hollywood paints this picture of friendly aliens trying to phone home or aliens that are benevolent that want to come and assist us, I fear that the more accurate representation of aliens would be that of Independence Day!

Had someone asked me when Carl Sagan was sending a roadmap to the earth on a golden record out into space complete with our human anatomy on it, I might have dissuaded him.

I found it interesting the other day when Michio Kaku said we do not need to be meeting with any aliens.  He said it would be like an intellectual trying to talk with a squirrel.

I disagree “respectfully” with him, however.  I think it would be more like an intellectual trying to talk with a cockroach.

The significance is that they would think nothing of squashing a cockroach, and at least a squirrel has some redeeming qualities.

In The Saga of the Starduster, one of my latest novels, I humorously portray what an alien society might make of earth and its population.  While my point was on target, I try to always interject humor.

The absolute truth is that we are a people ruled by our emotions.  The society that abducts Don has decided to do away with feelings as they are unpredictable and can cause war.

Our petty squabbles on this planet are purposeless.  We go to war for what someone else has.  From Cain and Able to modern day, we go to war if not literally then certainly figuratively.  We get this case of the “by gods” and stop listening to anyone else’s point of view.

No, I fear that the visits, if they are indeed happening are trying to decide just how dangerous we are.  Should we be allowed to leave our planet?  They might be researching what our natural resources are before deciding what to do with us.

Currently, as we presently are, I would say we have no business greeting other races outside of the human race.  Can you imagine the bigotry that we have today on any difference what so ever pushed out into a population of aliens who can travel light years in hours?

Given technology to reach to the stars would be dangerous for advanced civilizations.

Some of the happiest, most well-adjusted people that I know, are people who have very damned little stuff or money.  They make do with what they have.  Family, friends, enough to eat and nobody messes with them, is what they want.

The better off people are it seems to me the more screwed up that they are.  Is that just my perception?

I once met a man in an elevator going to see his oncologist.  We were in a clinic in Houston, I was bringing things up to the doctor to sell him.  As we waited for the elevator the water from the recent rain shower, we both walked in from the parking lot, dripped off us.  There were puddles on the tile floor as we closed our umbrellas and tried to look as though we had just not left a sauna.  I was not thrilled with the weather and wished that I was not working that day. I was, in fact, sure that a warm bed with a purring feline and good book would have been a much better use of my time.

Man, was I wrong!

I asked him how he was, and he said… “Every day the good lord lets me wake up and suck air, is a good day!”

I never forgot that bit of wisdom from an old gray-black gentleman.  He was wearing a suit to see his doctor, and I was thrilled to meet him.  That meeting was the most important meeting of that day and probably that year.

We should all be like that!

I stopped complaining that day.  Changed my life.  I was there doing my job, and he was there to see how much life he had left.  He was happy and cheerful, even in Houston’s miserable hot rain.

In a way, I would like to try and live in an Amish community for a bit.    The more that I know about the world that we live in, the less content that I am. Without the smartphone reminding me every few moments about how evil Trump is, or why the Democrats are so great, just possibly I might think for myself.

Why Yahoo news has joined with the likes of Facebook and Google to cast dispersions on the president of the United States is beyond me.

“How can a people this advanced be this damned stupid!”

If you want to take over a country you take over the media.  Google, Facebook, and Yahoo are the media that most look at for their news.  Ninety-Seven percent of it is negative on Trump!  Even with American’s getting fatter paychecks they still trash Trump.  Why?

It would be ok if they were balanced but they are not. Every report on the president has a negative spin on it. Triggered much Google?

Stupid might not be the correct adjective.  Possibly we are just short-sighted. Our values seem to be turning upside down and for what reason?  Who is selling this pack of lies and why?

We can only hope that if we are being visited by aliens from another galaxy or solar system, that they are more intelligent and benevolent than we are.

From what we have seen of them “which is very limited” it would appear that they do not comport with our understanding of physics.   Flying at right angles at incredible speeds would not fit our understanding of physics.  They have apparently figured out how to manipulate time.

While it appears to us that they are moving at right angles at incredible speeds they are just cruising along in a “different time zone” if you will, and when they need to get away from us they just change the time variable.

Time as we understand it is incorrect. It is not a constant as most of the world believes.

In Under Roswell, I go into detail on Time as well as in Ghost Signals from Colorado Springs.  I believe in my Hole in Time series I talk about it as well.

I certainly talk about it in The Saga of the Starduster.  Check it out!

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Much Love  -TW