Thank God I’m a Texan

I’m a Texan. Have been most of my life, as in all but eighteen months of it. For those who haven’t lived here for an extended period of time, there is a mindset that seems to take over us. We’re proud of our state and, on the whole, proud of our country. That doesn’t mean we always agree with what the administration in Washington DC might be doing. Far from it, in fact. It means we are proud of the United States of America and the foundation it was built upon.

It also means we have no problem voicing our dissent when the pols on Capitol Hill or in the White House do something we see as exceedingly stupid. Of course, we have been known to aim that same voice of dissent toward Austin on many an occasion. But, like most families, where we can beat on our own and call them names, no one else had better or we’ll come after you.

Well, one of the hot button issues for many of us down here in redneck land is gun ownership. Yep, I said it. I said the “g” word. And I’ll keep saying it and, no, I’m not going to be politically correct. Fair warning. Of course, I’m rarely politically correct as most of you know.

What set me off this morning is an image I saw on Facebook. I’m not going to post it here, but I will note the caption on it. “3,542 American soldiers died due to combat during the 8 year Iraq war. 3,775 Americans have been killed by guns just 4 1/2 months since Newtown.”

Now, I’ll admit I had to read the caption twice to figure out what the point was. Was this something being posted by someone pointing out the idiocy of those liberals sitting in their ivory towers complaining about all the “unnecessary” deaths in Iraq and elsewhere as a result of combat? Or was this something posted by someone in favor of stricter gun control? Or maybe, just maybe, it was something posted by someone who believed both.

While I don’t always agree with the Administration’s policies on Iraq — or any other scene of battle — I recognize that there were reasons for us to be there. But, like the reasons or not, the reality of the situation is, any time you send troops into a war zone — or anywhere else where there are opposing factions — there will be casualties and deaths. War is not and never will be something that can be fought without collateral damage, much less harm to the men and women in uniform. Of course, the problem with today’s vocal idiocy is they think war should be fought like that episode from the original Star Trek: some dispassionate computer picks who dies and you calmly go to the death chamber and meet your fate. No muss and no fuss and no one gets caught in the cross-fire. Then there are those who believe that there should be no wars at all — happy thought that, but the only way that will happen is if there is no life on the planet. Sorry, humans will always take umbrage at something someone else says or does and violence will, on occasion, result.

As for the numbers of soldiers killed, I mourn each of them. I also honor their memory and pray that no one else has to die. However, I’m a realist so I know people die in war. Like it or not, that’s the way of life — and death. Frankly, I wish those raising a row over the number would revisit history and look at how many soldiers died on D-Day or at Gettysburg. Or at any number of other battles throughout history. The fact that so few soldiers have died as a result of combat is something we should all be thankful for.

We should also remember that those soldiers were volunteers who knew there was a very good chance they’d one day have to go into battle and they accepted that possibility. They were serving their country and gladly. So quit using them as political tools and honor them as the heroes they were and are.

Now, assuming the folks perpetuating the image on Facebook are those who advocate stricter gun laws. I understand the knee-jerk reaction after Newtown and other mass shootings to do whatever possible to limit the number of guns on the street. But there’s a problem with making it more difficult to pass background checks: it won’t stop gun violence. What those who advocate stricter gun laws oh-so-conveniently forget is that those who want to commit a crime using a gun won’t go down to the nearest gun shop and submit to a background check before robbing the neighborhood store, etc. They will, instead, buy their gun off the black market or will get it from one of their buddies, etc.

Now, I can see those advocating stricter gun laws — and those who think we should take away guns from the common citizen — puffing up and pointing out the crimes of passion that are committed with guns legally obtained. Or the few crimes where the defendant is actually dumb enough to go buy a gun days or weeks before shooting the cheating spouse or slimeball business partner. But those are the exceptions, not the rule.

What I want to know is how these same gun control advocates would react if someone happened to be breaking into their house with the intention of raping their daughter or wife or killing their son, etc. Wouldn’t they want to do whatever is possible to protect their family? And before they say they would round the family up and run out the back door, let me ask you this: how many of you can actually run outside your back door and to a neighbor’s house without having to jump a fence at the very least? In our neighborhood, it is code that you must have at least a six foot tall wooden fence between houses. Now, I might be able to make it over such a fence but my 81 year old mother wouldn’t be able to.

For me, I want the ability to legally obtain a gun, get trained in the proper care and use of it. I want to be able to protect my family should the need arise. Why? Because I know that the bad guys don’t give a flying rat’s ass about obeying gun laws. They will find a gun if they want one and will use it. All I want is to make sure I have a level playing field.

Fortunately, our state legislators here in Texas understand that. They also know that criminals are less likely to try something stupid if there’s a chance someone — or a number of someones — might be armed. Criminals might be stupid — okay, a lot of them are — but unless they are out there trying to commit suicide by cop, they want to live. Which means the higher the risk of running into a store to rob it where not only the store clerk but the customers may be armed, the higher the likelihood of the crook not going into that store. Same thing applies to college campuses if we allow those with CCH permits to carry there as well.

But let me ask you this, those of you who feel guns should be banned, or made so difficult to obtain they might as well be banned. When this Eden you think will occur with the tighter laws doesn’t come about, what are you going to do? Will you then push to make it easier to obtain guns for the common man or will you push for further regulation of things like knives and anything that can be used to make explosives?

That echoing silence you hear is the sound of their brains shutting down because there is no right answer in their lexicon. After all, guns are the source of all violence just as money is the root of all evil. And I so will not get started on that particular argument today.

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A freebie and more

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This week has been full of edits, work for Naked Reader Press and writing. Now I’m busy writing the third full length novel, and fourth title, in the Nocturnal Lives Series. To celebrate being able to get back to some of my favorite characters, Nocturnal Origins, the first book in the series, is currently free on Amazon. If you like urban fantasy or police procedurals, please go check it out.

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Some things can never be forgotten, no matter how hard you try. The memory remains, forever imprinted on your soul. It colors your perceptions and expectations. It affects everything you say and do. It doesn’t matter if the memory is good or bad, full of life and love or pain and death. That memory remains until the day you die – if you’re lucky.

If not, the memory haunts you for all eternity.

Detective Sergeant Mackenzie Santos knew that bitter lesson all too well. The day she died changed her life and her perception of the world forever.

It didn’t matter that everyone, even her doctors, believed a miracle had occurred when she awoke in the hospital morgue. She knew better. She knew she had died.

It hadn’t been a miracle. At least not a holy one. Ask the poor attendant who’d run screaming from that cold, desolate room in the hospital basement, when Mac had suddenly sat up, gasping for breath and still covered with too much blood. He’d been convinced a demon from Hell had risen to come for him.

Mac couldn’t blame him. As far as she was concerned, that was the day the dogs of Hell had come for her.

Now, standing in the alley behind Gunn’s, one of the most fashionable restaurants in Dallas, Mac closed her eyes and prayed. She suspected what lay ahead. She could almost smell it – not quite, but enough to know what was there. Sweat trickled down her spine and plastered her thin cotton shirt to her back. Her stomach lurched rebelliously and she swallowed hard against the rising gorge. She had to keep control. At least for the next few hours.

Easy, Mackenzie. Just take it slow and easy.

She opened her eyes and drew a deep breath. She knew it was bad. Two uniformed officers, hands on knees, vomited into the gutter. There was no black humor, no conversation, nothing. In fact, other than the sounds of retching, the scene was eerily quiet; it felt almost like a dream. A nightmare.

She took a few more steps. The harsh, unmistakable stench assailed her nose, warning her what she’d find.

Unless the restaurant had dumped several hundred pounds of raw hamburger out to spoil in the summer heat, a dead body lay at the far end of the alley. That was bad enough. Then she felt as though she were enveloped in blood, and her stomach rolled over once again.

Oh, God.

Jaw clenched, she stepped forward. Never before had it been so hard to approach a crime scene. Not even when she’d responded to her first dead-body call a lifetime ago. She hadn’t hesitated then, not like this.

But she was different now. She knew what sort of horror awaited her. She’d seen it before and it haunted her. Haunted her because it touched something in her very few suspected even existed, something she tried so desperately to hide. The beast within fought for dominance, called by the smell of blood, the sight of raw flesh.

She mustn’t lose control. Not here and certainly not now. She blew out a long breath and slammed her mind shut to the horribly enticing sights and smells. Even as she did, the nightmare that had become the core of her existence clawed against her all-too-fragile self-control as it fought for release.

Focus on the job, Mac. Just focus on the job.

Finally, satisfied she wouldn’t lose control – yet – she nodded once. It was time to get to work.

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Don’t forget to check out the latest titles from NRP as well. Hunted by Ellie Ferguson and All That Is Gold from one of our newest authors, Jessica Schlenker.

huntedcoverWhen Meg Finley’s parents died, the authorities classified it as a double suicide. Alone, hurting and suddenly the object of the clan’s alpha’s desire, her life was a nightmare. He didn’t care that she was grieving any more than he cared that she was only fifteen. So she’d run and she’d been running ever since. But now, years later, her luck’s run out. The alpha’s trackers have found her and they’re under orders to bring her back, no matter what.

Without warning, Meg finds herself in a game of cat and mouse with the trackers in a downtown Dallas parking garage. She’s learned a lot over the years but, without help, it might not be enough to escape a fate she knows will be worse than death. What she didn’t expect was that help would come from the local clan leader. But would he turn out to be her savior or something else, something much more dangerous?All That is Gold

In this short story by Jessica Schlenker, a beautiful and curious heirloom is entrusted to a new family line when Cassandra’s sister purchases a particularly well-chosen gift for her. Still, even daydreamers require time to adjust their notions of reality when confronted with a variation of their dearest desire

Both Hunted and All That is Gold are available through Amazon, Kobo, iTunes and the NRP webstore. Other outlets soon to come. Hunted can also be found on All Romance E-books.

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Sunday Reading Suggestions

It’s been a busy week between writing — or trying to write — my duties with Naked Reader Press and real life continuing to try to interfere. Still, things got done but even more need to be done. So this is going to be a short post, especially since it has taken me an hour to figure out what WordPress did in its last update that took away the formatting toolbar — which meant I couldn’t post links, etc. But I have it fixed now, hopefully, and blogging here won’t be such a frustrating trial. So, fair warning,. I’ll be back tomorrow with a longer post.

Wedding Bell BluesLet’s start with the announcement that Ellie Ferguson’s romantic suspense, Wedding Bell Blues, is still free on Amazon.

Weddings always bring out the worst in people. Or at least that’s the way it seems to Jessica Jones as her younger sister’s wedding day approaches. It’s bad enough Jessie has to wear a bridesmaid dress that looks like it was designed by a color blind Harlequin. Then there’s the best man who is all hands and no manners. Now add in a murder and Jessie’s former lover — former because she caught him doing the horizontal tango on their kitchen table with her also-former best friend. It really is almost more than a girl should be expected to handle. . .

All That is GoldNRP also brought out two new titles this week. The first is a short story, All That Is Gold,  by Jessica Schlenker.

A beautiful and curious heirloom is entrusted to a new family line when Cassandra’s sister purchases a particularly well-chosen gift for her. Still, even daydreamers require time to adjust their notions of reality when confronted with a variation of their dearest desire.

Ellie also has a new paranormal romance, Hunted, out from NRP this week. Hunted is the first in the new Hunter’s Moon Series.

huntedcoverWhen Meg Finley’s parents died, the authorities classified it as a double suicide. Alone, hurting and suddenly the object of the clan’s alpha’s desire, her life was a nightmare. He didn’t care that she was grieving any more than he cared that she was only fifteen. So she’d run and she’d been running ever since. But now, years later, her luck’s run out. The alpha’s trackers have found her and they’re under orders to bring her back, no matter what.

Without warning, Meg finds herself in a game of cat and mouse with the trackers in a downtown Dallas parking garage. She’s learned a lot over the years but, without help, it might not be enough to escape a fate she knows will be worse than death. What she didn’t expect was that help would come from the local clan leader. But would he turn out to be her savior or something else, something much more dangerous?

So, if you are looking for something to read, try these out. All three are, in my opinion, fun reads. Hunted and All That Is Gold are also available on Kobo and iTunes. You can also find Hunted on All Romance. They will be coming to other e-tailers soon.

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Monday morning thoughts

I had to sit on my hands to keep from blogging last week. From the bombing at the Boston Marathon to the explosion in West, TX to seeing people condemning the house to house search for the remaining Tsaraev brother, I knew if I tried to blog, it wouldn’t be pretty. In fact, I pretty much guarantee I would have ticked off all flavors of political belief. So, with my own anger and frustration and disbelief under control, I’m back to the blog.

About last week, the first person who tells me that the Tsaraevs were victims or that we, as Americans, deserved what they did will suffer a flaying unlike any they have ever seen. Just warning you right now. Those two chose a soft target and killed innocents. This wasn’t a war zone where collateral damage happens, as much as we’d like to contain it. Nor was the campus cop they killed a soldier in their war. They assassinated him, short and simple.

As for the door to door search and lock down the other day, folks, look up the term exigent circumstances. The Tsaraevs had already shown that they had no regard for innocent lives. They had tossed IEDs out their car at the police officers trying to take them into custody. Just because one had been killed in the ensuing gun battle, that didn’t mean the surviving brother didn’t have IEDs with him. Do I like the idea of the government telling me not to leave my home and then coming to my door to search without a warrant? Hell no. But I like the idea of having a mad bomber hiding next door even less. There are times when such drastic measures as were taken in the Boston area are needed — as long as they don’t last more than a very short time.

Now, with regard to the authorities questioning the surviving brother without Mirandizing him: I’ll admit here I have a few more concerns. If they had been able to question him immediately following his arrest, I could see using the security exception — for a short period of time. If I remember correctly, they used this same exception to question the underwear bomber. That questioning was for fifty minutes (again, I’m relying on memory here so I may be off by a little). But there comes a point when exigency no longer applies as a valid reason for the exception. Days after capture, especially without any other incidents occurring, is probably too long to say the exception applies.

But let’s be real here, folks. This is one of those situations where the government isn’t really worried about the outcome of them questioning Tsaraev without giving him his Miranda warnings. They have more than enough evidence, legally obtained, to convict him regarding what happened at the finish line of the marathon as well as what happened later. They are after intelligence of other possible terrorist activity on US soil. And that is where I find myself in a quandry. Part of me wants to stand up and shout that Tsaraev has rights and those should be protected no matter how vile a human he might be. But another part of me, the mother in me and the redneck, say to take him out behind the barn and get the information out of him however you need to: if it prevents another act like what happened a week ago, it is worth it.

But that’s a very slippery slope and one I am not willing to go down. So, yes, I think that at this point Tsaraev needs to be Mirandized and given his rights. Then give him his day in court with a speedy trial and an even speedier appointment with the death chamber. Remember, I’m a redneck and I think he ought to die for his crimes. I don’t care that he is only 19. I don’t care if he was influenced by his brother. He knew right from wrong. He went to his college the day after the bombing and showed no signs of remorse. He left parents without children. He caused others to be scarred for life. Why should he be allowed to live out his life, even if it is in prison?

Then there was the explosion in West, TX. That was a whole ‘nother cause of anger as I saw folks spouting conspiracy theories that this was another terrorist act, that the government did it, etc. etc., etc. Then, the one that simply sent me over the edge was a post on facebook where someone was deriding Texas for wanting a quick response from the feds for aid for those who had been injured or who had lost their homes. Why were they deriding Gov. Perry and others? Because Perry had told the feds to keep some incentive funds, funds that could have been spent in better ways — like paying down the federal debt instead of “helping the economy”. Let me tell you, those funds didn’t help the economy — not really. Don’t believe me, go look at the number of businesses that closed because freeways and highways are under construction for months and years due to incentive funds and the need to spend the money within a certain time frame. Any way, seeing the devastation, knowing people who have family and friends in West who may have lost their lives or their homes, that sort of politicizing of a horrible tragedy had me foaming at the mouth.

Fortunately, none of my friends’ families or their friends lost their lives or homes in the explosion. But I know the community of West. This is an event that will change the community forever. It will make it stronger in some ways, but in others, it will be a scar that will take years for the town to get over. To those first responders who lost their lives, many of whom were not members of the West fire department, you are heroes and my heart and prayers go out to your families and friends. To the people of Texas who responded so quickly with donations of goods, food and money, you are what make me proud to be a Texan. To those who condemn a legitimate call for federal aid — and who have so conveniently forgotten how slow the Obama government was to act when requests for aid were made after the fires a year ago — think about the people involved and not the politics. Oh, wait, sorry. You only worry about those who are of the same political ilk as you.

Okay, I’m still pissed. Anyway, that’s why I didn’t blog last week.

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Blogging at MGC today

I’ve pulled together a few thoughts about the Night Shade Books situation, including the new terms being offered by Skyhorse/Start over at Mad Genius Club. I’d post an active link but WP is acting odd this morning. GAH

Mad Genius Club — madgeniusclub.com

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A few random thoughts

The critique group I’m a part of met yesterday and a large part of the meeting went into discussing contract terms we should look for and run from. Without going into too much detail, unless you are doing a work for hire, you should never, ever sign a contract that gives to a publisher, agent or editor rights to your work for the length of copyright. You should never sign a contract for an anthology that doesn’t specify exactly what your share of royalties will be. (the contract we were discussing merely said that the writer would get a “pro rata” share of 50% of net royalties) You should never, ever sign anything where “net” is not defined. Unless you are writing in a world developed by another writer, you should never sign over your rights to use those same characters, setting, etc., unless you are getting paid to give them up. Needless to say, I recommended my crit partner run as far and fast as possible from the contract.

I think the reason this hit me so hard was it was coming on the heels of the news about Night Shade Books and the turmoil going around the internet about how the authors are — or are not — being treated. I’m not going into detail on that today because I plan on blogging about it over on Mad Genius Club tomorrow. Let’s just say that it left me with feeling that there are still too many folks out there who, for whatever reason, are offering bad deals to writers and writers are accepting those deals without considering all their options.

So, you can imagine my mood when I opened the email account my website is tied to and find an os-so-helpful — NOT — note from someone who hadn’t liked the way I responded to one of his comments on a fellow author’s blog. I’m like most writers: insecure, a tad shy — quit laughing, twin — and prone to massive bouts of self-doubt. However, I also have a low threshold for folks who tend to forget they are playing in someone else’s sandbox and who tend to do drive-by trolling. Honestly, my first response in those situations is usually very formal, very controlled but deadly if you look below the surface. However, I also believe in the old adage of “three strikes and you’re out”.

I’m not going to give details about the exchange because, frankly, I had to go back and try to look for what had brought on such a response by this person. It really was a fairly mild slap on the back of the hand and pointing out that I disagreed with their position and why. And that got me a “helpful critique” of my website and everything that was wrong with it as well as a snide comment about what I’d said in the blog comments that started it all.

Now, yesterday being what it was, I had to sit on the very strong urge to respond to the person in question. Part of it reason was the comments stung my pride. Part of it was because of the WTF factor, especially since my comments were not all that harsh to begin with. But I didn’t. After all, why give this person the satisfaction of knowing they’d gotten to me?

Still, there’s the remote chance that person will read today’s post. If they do and they want to comment, fine. I’m more than glad to enter into a discourse with anyone who is willing to back their comments/stands up with facts or solid reasoning. Of course, the fact that this person refused to enter into discourse on the other blog leads me to believe that if they do see this post, they won’t have the guts to show up here and comment.

Frankly, the only reason I even bring it up today is that I wonder how many others this person has attacked privately and has driven back into their self-imposed isolation because of it. That sort of hate mail — which could be seen as the first step in potential stalking — is what makes a lot of writers not have an active online presence. Beyond that, there’s the natural response of asking why you need to put yourself in the position of getting hate mail like that.

The truth of the matter is, as much as the email bothered me on a number of different levels, it was nothing more than a nuisance. So that is how I’m going to take it. It isn’t going to stop me from commenting on the blogs I follow. It isn’t going to stop me from posting here when I remember to, or on Mad Genius Club each Tuesday or on Facebook. I just hope that this person isn’t making a habit of this sort of behavior with other writers who aren’t as stubborn and ready for a good verbal sparring match as I am.

So, here’s an open invitation to anyone. If you want to talk about the state of publishing, great. My stance is that we all can learn more about what’s going on. But, if you come in and say something is black, you’d better be prepared to prove it — or at least you’d better be able to have something solid to base your assumptions on because hand-wavium doesn’t work in the real world.

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Another Amazon Problem — but caused by whom?

Over the weekend, a friend of mine (hi, Cedar!) pointed me to a link for another author’s blog. I followed and ended up scratching my head and wondering what part of the story we weren’t hearing. No, I didn’t think the blogger was leaving something out because they were an Amazon hater. It’s that my radar went off because there were too many generalities underlying the story. I still don’t have a complete answer for what happened or why, but it is becoming more clear.

So, what am I talking about? It seems that some Amazon customers reported that they were receiving e-mails telling them that the book Beautiful Disaster by Jamie McGuire was no longer for sale and that, if wanted, a refund would be issued to the customer. The basic facts are that, yes, the book as originally purchased was no longer for sale because McGuire had done so well with it that a traditional publisher purchased the rights to it. That meant her self-published version had to be removed from sale. It is also true, to the best of my knowledge, that Amazon offered the refund.

The problem came in because McGuire had not been contacted by Amazon prior to this e-mail going out and she would have to payback her share of the refunded price. Also, Amazon has a policy of issuing refunds for e-books up to seven days after purchase. The caveat to this is that if there is a “content” issue, this time period can be expanded.

From what I have gathered looking at different posts and different discussion boards, it appears that in the original version McGuire quoted extensively – as in more than a few words or single line – from a Rolling Stones song. This can be classified as a “content” issue. Hence, this could be what the problem was.

Or it could be something else – something that isn’t any form of conspiracy by big, bad Amazon against the poor little indie writers of the world. It could be that Amazon simply goofed and sent the refund e-mail out to folks it shouldn’t have. It wouldn’t have surprised me at all to find that it is general policy to send such a notice to recent purchasers of an e-book that has been taken off the market. It is also foreseeable that someone could have simply hit the wrong command and sent a global e-mail. Judging from some of the comments I’ve seen on different Kindle discussion boards, this is exactly what happened. Several conscientious readers contacted Amazon after reading about the controversy over this issue and Amazon told them, either via e-mail or chat, that the e-mail was sent in error and to disregard. But then, being Amazon and not as evil as so many folks out there would like to believe, these readers were offered a three dollar credit. This is not money that will come out of McGuire’s pockets.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m not accusing McGuire of being an Amazon hater. In fact, the little bit I saw from her Facebook page about the issue was more a concerned reporting of the issue and asking her readers not to request the refund until she found out what was going on. Even the original blogger, who was much more negative toward Amazon than McGuire, didn’t reach the level of so many other authors I’ve seen who automatically pillory Amazon in any controversy.

However, that blogger did play into it. There were comments about how this was yet another attack on indie authors by Amazon. The implication was that Amazon has been actively working against our best interests. While I’m the first to admit that Amazon isn’t a corporate angel, it is far from the demon so many would have us believe. It has offered us a way to bring our books to the masses, and without having to pay more than most of us will ever make to do so.

But this situation does bring up several lessons we all need to learn. The first is that as self-published or small press published authors, we have to be aware of what copyright laws are. If you are quoting something, do your research and find out just how much you can quote without having to get permission – or pay for the right to use it. Don’t assume common use applies.

If you are lucky (?) enough to have a traditional publisher take notice of your indie published book because of your sales, do your research. What will the impact be of taking down that book in each market? How long will it take to get your titles down – especially important if you are distributing through Smashwords affiliates, etc – and will there be any penalty? In other words, read the terms of use and “contract” you agreed to when you set up your account on the different publishing platforms.

But there is something else you need to look at. If you find yourself at the center of a controversy like this, ask yourself what sort of response you should make. I have no qualms with how McGuire reacted. She didn’t, to the best of my knowledge, go on a tear about Amazon. She handled herself with class. I applaud her for that. I also agree with her that it should be easier to contact Amazon as an author when there’s a problem or potential problem, especially on weekends.

This incident appears, from what I can tell, to be the convergence of several factors, all of which could have been avoided. If what I’ve heard about the use of lyrics is correct, McGuire could have prevented that “content” issue by checking what she could do under current copyright laws. If what I’ve heard about Amazon making an “oops” is correct, that could have been prevented by taking more care in sending out the e-mails. But there is a third factor that has to be considered as well. It has become vogue to take up the cause of any author who has been “wronged” by Amazon. Too often that is done before the facts have been gathered. While it’s understandable that we want to make sure our fellow authors aren’t being wronged by anyone, sometimes we jump to their defense too soon. I’m not saying don’t discuss what happened, but remember that there may be more to the story than we know AT THAT TIME. Make sure that is also part of the post. Gee, guess I’m saying that, as bloggers, when we say we are reporting something that happened, we ought to follow the rules of journalism – report who, what, when, where, why and how and double or triple-check your facts. Then you can draw your own conclusions but note that they are your opinions, not necessarily fact. In other words, report like journalists used to, not like they do today.

For the record, this is my opinion, based on what I have been able to glean from other posts out there. My hope is that this McGuire finds out exactly what happened and it is settled soon.

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Early morning thoughts

Yesterday was pretty much a wash for writing or much of anything else. Mom’s appointment with the retinologist went better than expected but not as good as hoped for, if that makes sense. Better in that he likes the progress she is making and increased the time between appointments again. Better in that he talked about the possibility that there may come a time when she doesn’t need the injections for her wet mac any longer. Not as good in that she did have to have an injection. But that is still not bad since we did go longer between appointments this time than ever before and there was no major problem as a result.

Last night, I took Mom’s place at the symphony. The Dallas Symphony Orchestra is a wonderful organization with fantastic musicians. That said, I’ll admit that the line-up was “interesting”. The evening opened with two recorder concertos by Vivaldi. I’m not a huge fan of the recorder and these two pieces were definitely not in my top ten. But they were well-performed and enjoyable. Then came the intermission followed by Mahler’s Symphony No. 6. Talk about a change of pace. It was an excellent performance and so very typical Mahler.

I have always enjoyed going to the symphony but usually find my brain still working as i listen to the music. It’s a rare thing when the brain shuts down, especially when it has been overloading with plot twists and such like mine has been the last couple of weeks. But that is exactly what happened during the Mahler piece. It was wonderful to just shut down and enjoy. It’s been a long time since that’s happened.

But little got done on the writing front, as I said. I added maybe another 500 words to the notes I’ve been making on the closing chapters of the work in progress. But I do know how it ends and should be able to finish the novel in a few days. If, of course, I can carve the time out over the weekend to get some work done — not guaranteed the way things are looking.

Oh well, it’s time for me to find some more coffee and food and see if I can throw the dog out yet.

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Writing update

The end of the current project is finally in sight. Yesterday was spent mapping out the rest of the book, approximately the last quarter of it. Because the book continues to redefine my writing process, mapping out the remaining chapters was more than just thinking about them and making a few notes — for those who don’t know, I’m a mix of pantser and plotter. I do a brief outline, periodically do a more detailed outline of upcoming chapters and then just write. But that is after the book or short story has come to life in my head. But not with this book. No, siree. This book demanded a fairly detailed outline of the remaining chapters. That meant almost 5,000 words and I still have the last two chapters to outline. So, not a bad word count output, but not actually writing.

Today’s output will be curtailed, if not completely stopped, because I have to take Mom to the retinologist this morning. We never know if these visits mean a shot in the eye for her or not until she’s there and the doctor has examined her. Fingers crossed she doesn’t have to have one today.

I’ll try to be back later today with a more substantive post.

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Double standards be damned

When I was in high school, back in the days when teachers could teach and had the freedom to adjust curriculum to meet a student’s needs, we were allowed to read a wide variety of books. Maybe it’s because I grew up in Texas or maybe I was just lucky about the schools I attended and the teachers I had. But only one or two teachers actually tried to get us to read the “right sort of books”. The others were happy as long as we read and thought critically about what we read.

I was a junior, I think, the first time I discovered Ayn Rand. I hadn’t gone looking for books of that ilk. No, what I’d been doing was rummaging through one of the back closets at my grandmother’s house where a number of my dad’s books from when he still lived there were stowed. Among the haul I found that day was a copy of an old If magazine with Jungle in the Sky by Milton Lesser in it. I also found a first edition of The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand.

Then, like now, I read pretty much anything I could get my hands on. So I curled up outside under one of the huge trees in my grandmother’s yard and read. I’ll admit the writing style wasn’t my favorite and parts of the book set my teeth on edge. But there was something about the book that called to me. It took me awhile to figure out it was because here was a character in Howard Roark who stood up for what he believed in. He didn’t lie down and roll over when something he created was corrupted and changed by the “right sort of people”. He didn’t give in when told the only way to get ahead was to do just that.

Now, is the plot outlandish? Absolutely, especially by today’s standards. There is absolutely no way someone could blow up a building they had designed, even if no one was physically injured, just because the plans had been changed and not be convicted in a court of law. Well, almost no way. I’ve seen some juries here in Texas that would probably pin a medal on him but we’re a different breed down here.

It’s also improbable that any major media outlet would champion someone like Roark the way Gail Wynand did with his newspaper. Well, Fox might but even that is doubtful. For one thing, shareholders would cry foul and demand blood for the loss in profits. For another, well, it just isn’t cool to champion the individual.

The Fountainhead was just the start, a prelude of sorts, for Rand. Atlas Shrugged was her masterpiece — or her biggest piece of crap depending on who you’re talking to.

It’s funny how much of a lightning rod Atlas Shrugged has been over the years, but never more so than it is now. Recently I’ve seen it condemned because Ayn Rand wasn’t a nice person in her own right. I’ve seen others condemn it because the main characters are physically ugly or bitter or — gasp — selfish. There are those who condemn the book because it isn’t possible for a single man — or woman — to do some of the things they say Rand has them doing in the book, specifically in Galt’s Gulch in the third section of the book.

Again, the writing style isn’t my favorite and, yes, there are a number of improbable scenarios in the book. However, it is important to remember that this was and is a work of fiction. It was also a book in which Rand was using fiction to posit her economic and philosopic ideology. Was it over the top at times? Yes. But if you step back from it and actually look at what she said and compare it with events today, you might see that she wasn’t too far off the mark, at least when it comes to a lot of what is happening with our government these days.

But what really gets to me is the fact that so many people condemn the book and many of its ideas because the “good guys” are selfish. They take the first half of one of the most well-known quotes from the book to support their stance and never look at the second half of the quote, nor do they look at the reason behind the quote.

Which quote am I talking about? This one: “I swear by my life and my love of it that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine.”

I’ll be honest, looking at the first half of the quote by itself, it’s pretty damning. That’s especially true if you are religious or caring. After all, aren’t we supposed to look out for our fellow man? Aren’t we supposed to give him a hand up and all?

I have no problem with giving to charities or to helping friends and family. But I resent like hell having to support through government programs people who can get jobs but who don’t want to work at jobs that aren’t as white collar as what they once had. I resent the government coming into my house to tell me what I can and cannot eat because it might be bad for me or because I supposedly don’t have the maturity to decide for myself what is good for me. We are quickly becoming a welfare state because there are no checks and balances in place.

Years ago, Michigan (at least I think it was Michigan) had a law in place that if you were receiving state assistance, you had a period of two years to find a job and get off the dole. Now the state helped. It offered job training and it helped find jobs. And, yes, there were exceptions for those who were unable to work due to medical or other complications. But there was no staying on the dole for years and years just because it was so much easier to let the government pay you to stay home and do nothing than it was to go out and actually get a job.

Of course, that program didn’t last. The progressives said it was discriminatory. We were demanding too much of the under privileged. It was our duty to take care of them and support them.

Sorry, but no. It isn’t my duty to take care of them if they aren’t willing to do whatever they can to take care of themselves. That, to me, is what is at the heart of the Rand quote.

Did Rand go overboard with her plot? Sure. But it’s fiction. Somehow folks seem to forget that it was a novel used to push her philosphy and not a philosophical tome meant to be taken verbatim.

Let me ask you this: if Rand’s world is so unrealistic and its heros so “evil” (read politically incorrect) what about Herbert’s Dune? Oh, I hear the complaints now. That wasn’t a book that pushed philosphy. Bull shit. It just pushed a different sort of ideology. Go back and read it without your poltically correct glasses on. There are any number of other books out there that hit the readers over the head with the author’s philosphy. But those books are all right because they push the “right sort of thinking”.

So, like Rand or not, at least give her books the same sort of respect you give those right thinking authors. Or at least admit that you have a double standard.

Oh, and prepare to open your checkbooks and bank accounts to support all the folks who have absolutely no problem sitting on their butts and letting you and me, in the guise of government hand-outs, support them in the way they’d like to be supported.

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