Thursday, June 30, 2011

Duck


I don’t remember the first drill. Only the sound it made. The blaring horn shot through my ears, and I thought my eardrums would explode. But they didn’t. They just bled a little. Better to have a little blood than be dead. That’s what they always told us.


The last drill was significant. It sounded like they turned up the horn a notch or two, but I could be wrong. They even added in some floor vibrations and shattered windows for realism. I’ll admit, that last drill scared me more than any other.


When the drill finished, all us students got out from under our desks. Some kids cried. The teacher never came out from her desk. As the room started to become anarchy, I went over to the teacher’s desk to see why.


I’ll never forget that last drill because the teacher never made it to her desk. But mostly I’ll never forget because that’s the first time I saw a dead body.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

That's Entertainment!

When I started regularly updating my blog in January, I wrote topics about eBook readers and writing. Then, I started to add in Book Reviews.


But the thing I enjoy putting on my site more than anything is my free flash fiction and eBook excerpts. Why? Because my goal is to entertain. Perhaps writing about the Kindle, Nook, or things I've learned about writing is interesting for some people, but my focus is not to educate, at least not intentionally. I prefer to entertain those who read my blog.


So I have decided to again change the focus of what I post on my site. Since my goal is to have people read my fiction and enjoy it, the site is going to focus on that alone. This means I'll still be posting the free one or two flash fiction pieces each week. I'll also continue to put up story excerpts for my eBooks as I write them. With these, I'll probably include a post about the story. This won't be a hard and fast rule. I'm sure I'll make exceptions from time to time. But for now, I'm here to entertain you.


Remember, I can only know if I'm succeeding if you give me feedback. So when you read a post, give it a star rating, like it on Facebook, tweet it on Twitter, or post a comment. Whatever you choose, let me know if it's working. I look forward to hearing from you!


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Monday, June 27, 2011

Taco Broadcast - Episode 04







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Refreshing

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"Just a sip," he said.

"No," she said. "You know what'll happen."

"But it's hot. I'm tired from workin' all day. It looks so refreshing."

"No."

"You're a pain, you know that? I can do whatever I want."

"No you can't. You've proven it."

"Yes I can! Just a sip. Come on."

"No!"

"You know what? I hate you."

"Fine by me."

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Saturday, June 25, 2011

All My Fiction


***UPDATE: Due to eBook submission rules and the time involved with maintaining this book, I have decided to unpublish it. If you were one of the few who purchased the book in the past, I appreciate it. Please contact me with proof of your purchase and I will give you a free gift to show you my thanks.***


What is All My Fiction? It's an experiment in the world of eBook publishing. Why pay each time an author writes a new book? What if you could pay one flat fee and get an eBook containing all works by an author AND their future works, too? That's what All My Fiction is about.


All My Fiction contains all the written works by author B.C. Young. In the future, as B.C. Young writes more stories, he'll add those into All My Fiction. For more details, download the sample of this eBook to your eReader and read the introduction.

Current Version: 3.1 (Nook, iBooks) Updated all Miscorrection stories to match edits made for print edition of Book 1.

Current Version: 4.0 (Kindle, Smashwords) Updated Introduction, added Don't Blink, added Fram Gage and The Infinite Ability excerpt, revised formatting.

Available  at the following locations:

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Introduction to All My Fiction


© 2011 B.C. Young


Thank you for downloading this eBook. This eBook is unique. Why? Because it contains all my fiction. That’s right, what you have downloaded gives you access to everything I have self-published and access to any future fiction I self-publish. All for the flat fee that you paid to purchase this eBook.


I will say that this is an experiment into a new idea. I came to realize that eBooks are much different from traditional books because an author can fix typos and grammar and upload a new file for readers to enjoy. So I thought, why don’t I release an eBook titled All My Fiction and I’ll put everything I write in the book. Crazy idea, right? When I write more fiction, I’ll update the file and upload it. Then, my readers just need to download the latest version of the eBook, at no extra cost, and they will have the current catalog of what I offer. Instead of paying every time I release an eBook, which I still release as singles, All My Fiction readers pay one time only. Great for you, right?


There are a few things that you should know about All My Fiction. First, if you like to highlight and make notes in your eBooks, you will lose those highlights and notes if you download the new version. There’s no way to avoid this. So if you like to do that, this eBook may not be for you. But, if you just want to read and move on, this should be right up your alley.


Each eBook reseller handles the download of the latest version of an eBook differently. I’ll break this down by the three major players: Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and Smashwords. In each case, just compare the version number on the copyright page of this eBook to the product description on the respective eBook store. This will let you know if you have the latest version of the eBook. If the version number is a whole number, such as “2.0”, then it contains new stories. If the version number is not a whole number, such as “1.3”, this means only the introduction, typos, or other items have been corrected or revised.


Amazon’s policy is the most tedious for readers, but hopefully they fix this in the future. When you know there’s a new story available call Amazon at 1-866-216-1072 or email them at kdp-support@amazon.com and let them know you need the new version of the book. They will then push it to your Kindle. I will also contact Amazon so that they notify you of the newer version. Assuming this works smoothly, you will not have to worry about contacting the at all. You will get an email telling you about the new version and how to obtain it.


Barnes & Noble’s policy is a little fuzzy, but should be easier. This means, from all the information I’ve found, I think the following information is correct, but I can’t guarantee it. Simply delete the book from your Nook and then redownload it. This should give you the latest version.


Smashwords policy is the best. If you purchase from them, they track when you purchased it. Click to download the file on the product page and Smashwords will tell you a new version has been uploaded since you purchased the eBook. Select the update you want and download it. It’s that simple.


Of course, you can know updates are available easier by visiting my site, http://the-time-capsule.com. You can subscribe to the RSS feed on the page so you can automatically know when updates are available.


Now that you know how to get updates, I’ll explain how All My Fiction is organized. First, the table of contents lists every book released under the “B.C. Young” name along with excerpts from other books written under a different pen name. All stories within the eBook, regardless if they are in a series or not, are organized with the longest story in the beginning of the book to the shortest at the end. So it’s best to use the Table of Contents to click through to the story you want to read. At the end of each story, you can click to go back to the Table of Contents.


Finally, if you find any problems with the layout of the eBook, please let me know. If you think there would be a better way to do this, let me know. I’m open to all feedback from my readers because I want to improve the experience for everyone.


Thanks again for downloading this eBook. I hope you enjoy reading the stories available now and the ones you’ll read in the future!


Current Version: 3.1 (Nook, iBooks) Updated all Miscorrection stories to match edits made for print edition of Book 1.


Current Version: 4.0 (Kindle, Smashwords) Updated Introduction, added Don't Blink, added Fram Gage and The Infinite Ability excerpt, revised formatting.


Available  at the following locations:

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Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Acute

“Look at it. It’s adorable.” Cathy said to Jim.

“What is it?” Jim asked. He didn’t like the idea of touching, let alone playing, with the creature they found in the forest.

Josie Dorri And The Coffee Ban

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Josie Dorri And The Coffee Ban What would you do if someone told you not to drink coffee? What if it was the law? Follow Josie Dorri on her day without coffee, and you'll be glad the ban hasn't happened! (Approximately 7,000 words)


This story is included in the ebooks Unspoken Stories - Volume 1 & All My Fiction. Pay Once—Read Forever


Available on Smashwords, Amazon Kindle, and Barnes & Noble Nook.


Do you live in the UK? You can purchase this story for your Amazon Kindle.


Can’t decide if you want to purchase the story? Approximately 50% of the story is below.


If you have an Amazon Kindle and rather not read the excerpt on the site, you can use the “Send To Kindle” app for your browser or smartphone to read it there. Details can be found on http://klip.meEnjoy!


JOSIE DORRI AND THE COFFEE BAN


 © 2011 B.C. Young


Josie Dorri had a simple, normal routine: Wake up, make coffee, eat breakfast, get her son ready for school, go to work, come home, go to sleep, and do it all over again the next day until the weekend arrived.

Now a new law forced her routine to change. It now went beyond her control, and she had a choice to make. Most times it’s an easy one. But today Josie has a governmental law hanging over her head. Most times, she wouldn’t give the decision a second thought, because for her it’s the correct decision—it’s a good decision.

After Josie’s alarm clock buzzed at7:15 a.m., she jumped out of bed. Still waking, she groggily went downstairs, walked passed her son’s bedroom, and went into the kitchen. Her normal routine told her to put water in the coffee maker, which she did. Then she went to the freezer to pull out the coffee bag and opened it. It had an intoxicating and wonderful aroma. She couldn’t wait to have her morning pick-me-up.

She went over to silverware drawer and pulled out her coffee scooper. She had used the scooper for three years, and she wouldn’t make coffee without it because any other scooper didn’t make the coffee as she liked it. A scoop for every cup she always said and it made the coffee strong, but not too strong; bitter but not too bitter; perfect and you can never have too perfect.

As she put the scooper into the coffee bag, she stopped when she saw the headline on the kitchen monitor screen. It read, in big bold type:

COFFEE PROHIBITION STARTS TODAY


Consumption Prohibited, Possession Prohibition Pending


 

She contemplated what she should do next. She needed her morning coffee. The government’s decision to put a ban on coffee only forty-eight hours earlier gave her no time to prepare for the change. The reasons seemed valid at the time but more unjustified now.

“What do I do?” Josie asked aloud.

She pulled a scoop of coffee grounds from the bag and looked at it. Having her coffee was important and it warmed her soul. It would be just what she needed to have a successful day. But the government had made a new law—anyone caught drinking coffee or under its influence would be sent to jail. She’ll  go to jail, probably lose her job, and lose Tommy. She couldn’t let that happen. After a considerable amount of time, she came to a decision, but she couldn’t figure out if it was good or bad—she had to go with the choice that left Tommy with a mom and her not going to jail.

She didn’t want to do it, but she took the coffee scoop full of the dark grounds and put it back over the opened bag. Slowly, as if time had almost stopped, she watched as the grounds dumped back into the bag. She found it difficult to do, but she knew it was the only choice she had, and the only choice must be the good choice.

That’s when she came up with another brilliant idea, although it pained her to do it. She decided to throw the entire bag in the trash. She closed her eyes for this one. Her hands reached out and grabbed the bag. Then, she walked the bag over to the trash can and signaled her hands to release the bag.

It all happened as she planned in her mind, now she needed to execute it physically. That part was a chore, and she moved much slower than the routine she practiced in her head. But through forced movements, she did it. She successfully threw the entire bag of coffee in the trash can. For a second, she thought a tear formed in her right eye. But that would be nonsense.

“Mom, you never woke me up!” Tommy yelled from atop the stairs.

Josie did a quick look at the clock and saw it was almost8 o’clock.

“Sorry, Tommy,” she yelled up to him. “Hurry and get your clothes on. You’re gonna miss the bus.”

“Why didn’t you wake me up?” Tommy yelled down to her. He slammed the door, sending a vibration through the ceiling to the kitchen below.

Lately, he’d been very demanding. Josie let it slide, because she knew it had been rough on him the past couple months. A child can’t easily deal with his parents’ divorce. Now, he saw his dad every other weekend and on Wednesday evenings. Josie and her husband, Mark, tried to make the divorce as easy as possible on Tommy, but they couldn’t stop its effects. Tommy coped with the situation by being difficult, harsh, and overly critical. He was only ten years old. She didn’t hold it against him, and she hoped he’d grow out of it eventually.

“How long was I deciding to have coffee or not?” Josie asked aloud.

“I can’t find anything,” Tommy yelled from his room.

“Just check your middle drawer. You should have clothes there.”

Josie listened for a moment. Tommy made a lot of noise as he threw stuff and got frustrated. She ran upstairs to help him find clothes.

“I said to check the middle drawer,” she told Tommy after opening the door and going into his bedroom.

“Mom!” Tommy yelled back, pulling his pajama bottoms up. “I was changing my clothes.”

“Oh, please,” Josie said. She rummaged through his middle drawer and pulled out a blue pair of shorts and a green t-shirt that said “TL;DR” on it. Josie didn’t even know what that meant.

“It’s Pajama Day, Mom. Don’t you know that?” Tommy said.

“Pajama Day? I thought that was next week.”

Tommy rolled his eyes.

“No, it’s today.”

Josie thought real hard. She remembered the school lunch calendar on the refrigerator. It said Pajama Day was next Wednesday. If the menu hadn’t fallen off the refrigerator into a puddle of grape juice Tommy spilled, ruining it, she’d still be able to check it. She didn’t understand why school’s had the stupid themed dressing days anyway. Why can’t the kids just wear clothes? Why’s it always gotta be something entertaining?

“Tommy, I swear. It’s next week,” she insisted.

“No it’s not,” he said. He crossed his arms and stood there defiantly and made it clear he would not wear the clothes.

“Tommy, you’re gonna miss your bus. Put these on.”

The kid wouldn’t budge. Not only was he demanding, but he was stubborn, too, just like his father. If Mark hadn’t been so stupid so many times, Josie knew she wouldn’t be the only one who had to deal with this kid. In fact, Tommy might be more cooperative if Mark was still around.

Then a thought occurred to Josie. If Tommy wanted to be so stubborn and insist today was Pajama Day, she’d let him wear pajamas. Yeah, that makes sense. That’ll teach him a lesson. Maybe knock his attitude down a notch so he listens to me more. Yeah. It’s a good idea.

“Fine,” Josie said. “Wear pajamas.”

“I told you I couldn’t find any.”

Now Josie had an even better idea.

“Just wear the ones you have on.”

Tommy looked down at his pajamas. Josie thought he would complain, but he didn’t. He looked back up with a big smile. Josie didn’t care for the smile because it gave her the sense he thought he’d won. But she knew in the end, she’d be the one who had the last laugh.

“Awesome. Wait’ll kids hear I’m wearing the same clothes I slept in.”

“Yeah. They’ll think you’re so cool. Now get downstairs and I’ll get you breakfast.”

Josie looked at the clock in Tommy’s room and saw they had three minutes until the bus came. She’d make him toast waffles. That should be quick enough. She hurried down the stairs to the kitchen, and Tommy followed slowly behind her.

Once she got into the kitchen, she popped the waffles into the toaster. That’s when a dreadful sound entered the house. It’s the sound that signals everything is about to go wrong in your day. The sound that tells you that you should have made some better choices in the morning, and now that sound will make you pay for it.

It was the sound of the bus pulling up to the stop. Josie ran to the living room and looked out the window. Sure enough the bus was already at the stop and she saw Josh, a neighbor kid from down the street, get on the bus. Of all days for the bus to be early, it picked this one.

“Tommy, let’s go. The bus is here!” she yelled.

“But I didn’t have breakfast.”

Josie wanted to scream. Why must that kid be such a pain? She ran to the kitchen, forced up the waffles from the toaster, and grabbed them.

“Here.” She handed them to Tommy.

“They’re cold,” he complained.

“Just shut up and eat it. Get your shoes on. I’ll run out and see if I can stop the bus.” He couldn’t miss the bus. If he missed it, she’d have to drive him to school. If she had to drive him to school, she’d be late for work. If she was late for work, her manager, Brad, would pitch a fit and be on her case all day.

Josie ran from the house, still in pajamas, as the bus pulled away from the stop. She flailed her arms at the back end of the bus.

“Wait!” she yelled. “Stop!”

But the bus moved and picked up speed. Finally, it was gone, leaving Josie outside in pajamas looking foolish. If she had a cup of coffee in her hand, she wouldn’t look so stupid. Josie turned around and ran back into the house.

When she got back into the house, Tommy didn’t even have his shoes on, he’d taken two bites of his waffle, and he played with his remote control car.

“Tommy. I gotta drive you to school. Get your shoes on. I’ll be ready in a minute.”

“Okay,” Tommy said, but he kept playing with the car.

“Tommy, now!”

Tommy looked surprised. She usually didn’t speak that loud and stern unless she was really upset. He stopped playing with the car, and went to the front door to get his shoes.

Josie ran upstairs into her bedroom and opened the closet. She didn’t have time to figure out what she’d wear so she pulled out the first thing she saw—a light gray pant-suit outfit with a white collared shirt. She changed quickly, then went into the bathroom to fix up her hair. Normally, she’d take a shower first, but she decided she didn’t have time for it. She’d also put on make-up, but today she figured she’d go without.

After she finished and felt satisfied with her appearance, she ran down the stairs, grabbed Tommy’s arm, to which he cried out, “Hey!”, and dragged him to the car. They got in, she started it up, and drove Tommy to school faster than she had ever done before.

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When they pulled up to the school, class was about ready to begin. Josie’s foot slammed on the breaks, and the car screeched to a halt. She normally didn’t drive the car that way, but she thought it was the only good way to do it since she ran late.

Tommy didn’t say a word. With wide opened eyes, he stared straight ahead. He held onto the seat belt’s shoulder harness, gripping it so tight that his knuckles turned white.

“Hey, Tommy. We’re here,” Josie said when he still didn’t move after ten seconds. She nudged his left shoulder.

“Huh?” he said, speechless.

“We’re here. At school. Get out. I need to get to work.” She didn’t have time to play games.

Tommy reached for the buckle latch slowly and unbuckled himself from the seat. Then, he looked at Josie, leaned over, and kissed her on the cheek.

“I love you, Mom.”

For a second, Josie didn’t know what to do. She didn’t expect Tommy’s behavior. She didn’t know what she did to deserve that.

“Love you, too, honey. Now get going, or you’ll be late.”

Tommy exited the car, closed the door behind him, and started to walk towards the school entrance. Some kids ran up next to him and walked with him. They laughed, too. Tommy pushed one kid away from him in frustration.

Josie realized what they found humorous. They wore normal clothes—shorts and a t-shirt. Josie was right. She had her victory, and hoped it taught Tommy a lesson. Not only did he wear pajamas to school on the wrong day, he had messy hair also. He looked like he just got out of bed, and that’s because he did. Suddenly, her victory didn’t seem that great. She wished she had insisted Tommy wear the clothes. Why’d she let him get his way?

She expected Tommy to turn around, come back to the car, and ask to go home to get good clothes. She knew she wouldn’t. She already would be late for work. Any later and Brad would have a field day rubbing it in her face. But Tommy didn’t turn around, he didn’t come back to the car, and he didn’t ask to go home. He just walked into the school, he looked at the ground, and he ignored the kids as they mocked him.

Josie watched him until he disappeared into the school. He should have listened to her. Before she could think about it any further, a gentle throbbing pulsated in her temple. Not only that, she had no energy, and she knew exactly why.

“I really need a coffee,” she said aloud.

Then she remembered the news report the night before. Some people protested the coffee ban because of the short notice of the new law. No one understood why the government decided so quickly to outlaw the drinking of coffee. In its citizens’ interests, they still allowed possession of it for the time being. This made even less sense. If you possessed it, you’d drink it. What’s to stop you? But it did stop Josie from drinking it.

A news anchor interviewed the manager of the WaWa convenient store near Josie’s work. She remembered pretty well what the manager, Winky Smith, said in regards to the ban.

“I don’t care what the government says. If we have coffee in stock, we’re sellin’ it. You need it on Coffee Ban Day, we’ll have it.” Winky said with a rough voice.

Josie decided to stop at the WaWa and get a coffee. She already ran five minutes late, another five to get a coffee wouldn’t hurt anyone—except Brad. It’d feel good to hurt him a little. Make him sweat. Make him wonder who’s gonna type up reports and organize them.

She thought about going to jail. Would she mind the cold gray walls of a prison cell? Would she regret the choice? She decided she’d take the chance. She wondered why it was such a big deal earlier in the morning. Maybe her headache had something do with it.

After fifteen minutes, she pulled into the WaWa parking lot as best as she could. The store had a mob of people pouring from the inside to the outside. She tripled parked next to a pickup truck and shut off the car’s engine. As she exited her vehicle, the mob made a lot of noise. Most of the people’s faces looked angry and upset.

Josie walked up to the back of the line to get into the store. She stood behind a tall man wearing a cowboy hat, a brown leather vest, blue jeans, and boots. Not exactly who she normally saw around here.

“What’s the hold up?” she said to the man.

“What’dya think? Everyone saw that news report. All’s trying get them some coffee.” He had a deep, raspy voice when he spoke. “Wish I’d just made some at home before I left. Just didn’t think it was a good idea though.”

“Yeah, me too.” Josie wondered if she made the best decision to stop and get the coffee. Based on the line, she might stand in line for a couple hours.

“Stupid law don’t make no sense, you ask me,” the cowboy said. “Just go and make a law and get it workin’ in forty-eight hours. Don’t make no sense.”

“Yeah, well, I thought the same thing. But I guess, once they realized the coffee manufacturers changed the bean to make it more addictive than heroine, they had to stop the problem somehow.” Josie said. When they first announced the ban and why it would happen, she understood it. It was a good decision. The coffee manufacturers purposely tried to make people dependent on coffee so they wouldn’t stop drinking it. That’s not right. But now, after her first morning without coffee, the decision felt a little extreme. “I’m surprised there aren’t any police here making sure no one consumes the coffee.”

“What you talkin’ about lady? The police were here. How you expect them to patrol during the night. They need coffee. They think this thing is as ridiculous as me and you.”

“What do you mean?” a man yelled from within the entrance door. “This is crazy. They’d said they sell the coffee.”

The crowd inside the WaWa pushed its way out the front door. Everyone looked angry and yelled. Finally the manager, Winky, came outside.

“All a ya, get back. I’m not sellin’ anymore coffee. I started thinkin’ about it and the government laid down the law. It’s not right for me to try and break it or help you do the same. Now get outta here. No coffee for sale!” he yelled.

This made Josie furious. She stopped to get coffee because the man said he’d sell it despite the ban. Now, she would be even later to work, Brad would get on her case, and the day would be miserable.

“Give us the coffee!” she yelled back at Winky. She surprised herself by speaking up, but she knew Winky should stick to his word.

The crowd agreed with Josie, and yelled at Winky to sell the coffee to them. Winky backed up into the store and locked the doors before anyone got back inside. Josie saw a woman ten feet away pick up a rock and throw it at the front windows of the building, causing it to crack. Other people followed suit and pelted the windows with rocks.

“Need a rock lady?” the cowboy asked as he joined in with the crowd.

Josie, wanted to join in on the riot. She had every right to. Winky lied. It was the only good thing to do. But she knew if she got involved in the riot, which every bone in her body wanted to do, she’d be really late for work. Or worse, she’d never get there at all. She fought her instinct to join in on the mayhem.

“No. I gotta go,” she said.

“Suit yourself.” The cowboy took the rock he had and threw it at the already cracked front window. It hit at just the right spot and with just the right force, causing the window to shatter into a thousand pieces.

Josie thought the crowd’s response made complete sense. Winky said  the coffee would be there. They had a right to react in the way they did, and she completely agreed with the response that transpired. But she had to leave.

She hopped into the car and looked in the rear-view mirror as she left the parking lot. The scene had gotten wilder, and the mob rushed the store after breaking the windows. While she wanted to stay she reasoned leaving probably prevented her from getting hurt and being late to work.

As Josie drove to the office, she decided to turn on the radio. The pounding headache bothered her, and she thought the sound of music would distract her from it. Plus, as drowsy as she felt, listening to music might wake her up. But instead of the great rock/pop music she loved on her favorite station, BenFM 95.7-2, a news anchor spoke. She almost changed the station, when the report caught her interest.

“...northeast has seen an effect too. In the public schools, teachers never showed up for work, causing some students to leave early. Angry drivers are running people off the road, and riots are happening all over the city. Reports are in that this isn’t just in our area. Similar things are happening in other parts of the country...”

That’s odd. Why would all of this be happening? Is it all because of the coffee ban?

This story is included in the ebooks Unspoken Stories - Volume 1 & All My Fiction. Pay Once—Read Forever

To continue reading this story, buy it on Smashwords, Amazon Kindle, and Barnes & Noble NookDo you live in the UK? You can purchase this story for your Amazon Kindle.

New eBook Release: Josie Dorri And The Coffee Ban

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Well, I have  a new eBook release, Josie Dorri And The Coffee Ban. I had a ton of fun writing this story. Since I had read the book Characters & Viewpoint right before writing this story, I made it a goal to develop the characters better than I have in any other story. I'd like to think that I did, but only you can tell me that.

You can read an excerpt of the story here: Josie Dorri And The Coffee Ban Excerpt.

The eBook is available for your favorite eReader at any of the following locations (I'll add the links as they become available):

Amazon US

Amazon UK

Amazon DE

Barnes & Noble

Smashwords

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

eBook Publishing Update

A lot has happened recently on my eBook publishing front. Maybe I should say not a lot has happened.

I planned to release the sixth and final story in Book 1 of Miscorrection on July 3rd. After I sent it off to Jeff Ambrose, an indie author who agreed to help me proofread and edit the last three stories, he suggested I hold off on the release. He felt the story needed more polish and a change in perspective. Of course, this was only his opinion, but before I sent it to him, I thought the same thing about it. While I really liked the story, I was afraid it might be somewhat bland and even confusing. Right now, I'm not sure when the next one will release, but I know this change will be for the better.

Good news though, as I plan to release another 7,000 word short story this week called Josie Dorri And The Coffee Ban. I had a lot of fun writing it. You can look for an excerpt to go live within 48 hours of this post.

I also have planned to write two other short stories during the summer, while I'm in the process of doing story 6 of Miscorrection. So, even though I had a setback, writing is still moving in full swing.

Now, I must get back to doing what I need to do—and that's writing!

Taco Broadcast - Episode 03





Monday, June 20, 2011

Worn

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He spent all his life working at the docks. Boats came in from all parts of the world and he saw a lots of different people, cargo, and even animals.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

"Bridges - A Tale of Niagara" Author Interview


Recently, I read the book Bridges - A Tale of Niagara by dk LeVick. This excellent book tells the tale of five young men who set out on a perilous journey into the Niagara Gorge. I really enjoyed that the book mixed history and fiction together to bring the story alive, and Niagara Falls alive, too.


As part of the Novel Publicity blog tour for this book, I had the opportunity to ask the the author a few questions about the book. I'd like to thank him for adding more insight into the book.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

High School



I remember Billy. He sat behind me. Always tried lookin’ over my shoulder to get the answers on a test. I couldn’t ever call him out on it. He was twice my size and had a punch that could break a brick into pieces. No way would I mess with that.

Monday, June 13, 2011

Morning

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The sunrises here are beautiful.

When I arrived in this remote area, I never dreamed I would see such beauty. The plants, wildlife, and climate are peaceful and remind me of home. I’m privileged to have found this wonderful jewel in the middle of nowhere.

Friday, June 10, 2011

eBook Sales Numbers

I have a really bad habit. Every day, I have to check my eBook sales numbers. In fact, sometimes I get downright compulsive about it. A lot of Indie Authors have this issue, because even when the number jumps by one sale, we get excited.

Frankly, checking the sales number is a waste of time. At least at the frequency that I check them. So, I've decided to only check my numbers the first of each month, starting now. The only exception to this will be when I check my sales on Barnes & Noble because I extended Taco Week for the release of Awry and B&N got it up four days late.

Once I check my sales numbers, I will post them around the beginning of each month. Don't expect huge numbers though. Currently, my sell through is very low. But I hope that changes as time passes.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Ice

This isn’t so bad. 2011 is a great year, but time for a change.

I think I’ll just see what happens when they turn it on. I wonder if I’ll feel cold. Probably not. They told me it would be really quick.

Guest Post - Encouraging Words For Writers

Just wanted to drop a quick note that a guest post I write for soveryclever.com is up on their blog. Here's the direct link: http://lidestrigriffin.com/2011/06/guest-post-by-bc-young-encouraging-words-for-writers/

Enjoy!

 

 

 

 

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Taco Update 03

Good news on the Taco Challenge. Awry sales have jumped from 1 to 4. Things are starting to get very interesting. I'll tell you this, 4 tacos is still not much of a challenge.

Also, Barnes & Noble finally has Awry available for purchase. Since the availability on the store is late to Taco Week, I'm extending the challenge for the B&N store. Purchases made by June 13, 2001 at 11:59 P.M. qualify for the Taco Challenge.

Keep the tacos coming everyone!

Awry (Miscorrection) is available for 1 Taco for your favorite e-reader at any of the links below!

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Numbers

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"8-ball, left corner pocket," Paul said to Steve.

After the pool stick hit the cue-ball, which in turn hit the 8-ball, it happened just as Paul predicted. He won it as called—stripes sinking into the pockets—10, 14, 12, 9, 15, 13, 11 and then 8.

Taco Update/Broadcast 02

Below is the latest Taco Broadcast. This one was short and to the point.

Also, the sales of Awry still stand at 1. Remember, for every sale this week, I will be eating a taco. Right now, you guys are making this challenge extremely easy!







Awry (Miscorrection) is available for 1 Taco for your favorite e-reader at any of the links below!

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Taco Update 01

The numbers are in for the first Taco Update. After the first official day of release, Awry has sold 1 copy. That's good news, because broadcasting the Taco Challenge live would be very boring if there I had no tacos to eat!

On the down side of all of this, Barnes & Noble still doesn't have Awry available. Since this is the case, I'm going to extend Taco Week for Barnes & Noble purchases. The week will begin as soon as they have the ebook available.

Look for another Taco Update tomorrow. Who knows, maybe your purchase will push the taco count up to 2.

Awry (Miscorrection) is available for 1 Taco for your favorite e-reader at any of the links below!

Thursday, June 2, 2011

"In Leah's Wake" Author Interview

I had the privilege of reading In Leah's Wake by Terri Giuliano Long recently. The novel follows the story of a family affected by an out of control daughter. One common thing I kept feeling when I read the story was that it felt very personal. Part of this is because I've seen similar to what is found in the story, and I couldn't help but wonder if the same thing was true for the author.

Celebrate Taco Week!!!

Happy Taco Week!

The official release date is here! Awry, the fifth novelette in Book I of the Miscorrection series is now available for your favorite ereader for only 1 Taco!

It gets better!

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Pomegranate Seeds

On the porch, there were pomegranate seeds and paint thinner, and upstairs there was a girl.