Last night was all about dancing in the moonlight to celebrate all I accomplished last week. Everything came together in a dark crescendo. A victory dance was just what the doctor ordered!
Listening to loud, raucous music has a way of soothing my soul, centering me, and recharging my batteries. Running on empty is not conducive to the flow of creative juices. Music is medicinal for me in that regard. Songs with hard-driving beats that grab me by the balls and don't let go are what energize my soul and keep my Thought Trains thundering across my mind. Who could ask for anything more?
Who did I jam out to? My old favs; The Rolling Stones, Judas Priest, Iron Maiden, Black Sabbath, Motorhead, Iced Earth, Bob Dylan, The Moody Blues, Janis Joplin, Johnny Cash, Waylon Jennings, James Brown, Guns & Roses, Charlie Daniels, Frank Zappa, The Who, The Kinks, Van Halen(not Van Hagar), Kiss, Rush, The Doors, ZZ Top, Tom Petty, Rob Zombie, Jimi Hendrix(Yes, I hear Jimi), Metallica, The Dropkick Murphys, Lynyrd Skynryrd, AC/DC, Etta James, Muddy Waters, and a few other goodies, I'm sure. It was a good variety. I do enjoy a good mix, after all, variety is the spice of life!
Here is a snippet from one of my works in progress. It is part of a story about a female assassin:
Forty or fifty yards from the dune, the air felt crisp like back in my tent. Our breaths hung on the coolness like clothes drying on a line. The sand crunched as if it were packed snow with each step. Starlight glistened off the sand, and shimmered along the air. At least that was what I took the particles floating about to be. For all I knew, I mistook swirling grains of sand to be that. In any event, it was a sight to behold. Normally, I wasn't given to being impressed by such visual stimuli. As a woman, emotions moved me much more than any sights.
The three men each knelt down on one knee, holding the hilts of their blades. They sunk the tips of their swords into the ground and wept. I thought, "What pussies!"
I empathized with their outburst of emotion. There was something awe-inspiring going on, but I would never let these men see my emotional side. I had been trained not to show that sort of thing because it would be taken as weakness and could place me in a disadvantageous position.
Alas, time to call it a night. See you all in the light of the moon at some later point in time. May the shadows prevent The Light from conspiring against you!
It's alive! This website has finally come to life in the way I envisioned a little more than a year ago. What a long, strange trip it's been!
Although Darkness is a concept, it is an idea I view in a very personal way. Writers would call that personification. I recognize Darkness for what it is, in all its glory, as more than a person, but as a sentient something that holds The Truths of The Cosmos. Indeed, these are interesting times. Living in interesting times is not a curse, I promise you that!
The puzzle pieces of my plan to bring my dark art into The Light is beginning to take shape. This website is the nexus between my Amazon Author Page, my Twitter Profile Page and feed, and now, my Patreon Creator Page. Ain't technology a beautiful thing to behold!
Great big, dark hugs go out to my son-in-law, my family, my friends, my three editors, and all of my followers for their kind and generous support of this labor of love of mine! I couldn't have come this far in such a short period of time without all of their love, encouragement, hard work, and kinship. There is no time for me to rest on my laurels.
There is much more work that needs to be accomplished and only so much night for it to be done. Like a vampyre, I sleep the day through, except when duty calls. Unfortunately, I must have a day job to pay the bills, but I limit the time I must be exposed to The Light to as little as possible. Dark shades and black clothes do much to protect from the sun's terrible rays. One day, my day job won't be necessary, and I will be able to exist exclusively from dusk to dawn. Dare to dream!
Ta-ta, for now. Responsibility calls out to me, and I must answer the call. Think dark thoughts and good things will fall at your feet!
Last night Patreon approved my Creator Account. With my new-improved website just about ready to go live, it is full-speed ahead with my vision of making my dark, fantasy ideas accessible for consumption by my fans and all interested artists. It has been a long and winding road. I love it when a plan comes together.
There is no doubt this project of mine will soar to heights I could only dream about six months ago. My Twitter platform grows every day, my Amazon Author Page has been a huge success, and now, I have started to build a Patreon platform. Not bad for a guy who began this trek at the age of twelve with the gift from my sister of a magic box of endless possibilities. My goal of integrating my content on the internet is quickly coming to fruition. What next?
So many possibilities with which to play, and only so much time to discover and hone them. One step at a time, is what I must constantly remind myself. I can't run until I learn to walk. Technology offers so many opportunities. In that regard, I feel like a kid in a candy store, unsure of what to grab first. There is so much for this Ludite to learn. I've only touched the tip of the iceberg. I will get there, and my first love, Fantasy, will be the benefactor. My chosen art form will be better off for all of this expended effort. No doubt about that!
Well, I must get back to the grindstone. Dawn is rearing her head, and as a better poet than me once said, "I have so many miles to go before I sleep." Until we meet again, may fantasy ideas crash upon the shores of your mind with pleasant enthusiasm!