I bought a book off Amazon a few months back, this was it.

The Ten Day Outline by Lewis Jorstad.

<Pausing to glance at calendar having seen the date I originally purchased it in the above image>

Well, there goes the last six months with nothing to show for it.

FU time and your slippery evilness.

*Grumbles to my inner failures. If I had a beer in front of me I would cry into it.*

Yesterday I finished the first chapter.

Wasn’t that impressed.

Will I continue?

Sure. I paid a good $3 for the thing.

I’ve had two ideas in my head that have failed to get any real traction over the past few… YEARS? Damn you time and your sneaky life-sucking stupid-face! (Yes, my inner eight-year-old is in the driver’s seat right now).

But Dave, aren’t you still ignoring your Jessica Day novel? Couldn’t your time be better spent ignoring that project and instead fix all the things being broken by all of your rat bastage children? Couldn’t you be indulging your wife by bringing her peeled grapes and slices of nasty cheese in bed?

There is *TIME for that kind of *FUn later 😉

I’ll give you(time) something to suck on later.

Anywho…

So… what about that book (you dark demented potty-mouthed man)?

Oh, yeah. So I’m using it for two different novel ideas I’ve been farting around with. One is code-named ‘Black Betty’ and it’s a sequel to my ‘Puppy Kicker’ book. It’s a Deadpool-like story that features an enhanced mercenary on the run. The other is a space marine one that is going to heavily influenced by the events of D-day. The second one will be based in my Jessica Day universe. I’m not going to write out either but I want to get their outlines semi-pressed out. Yes, as I write them things will change but I at least want a chalk outline. In my heart, I am a pantser, but feel that my limited productivity on these two is because… I’m lost. I need a kick in the ass.

Right now it is 6:50 am and it’s about time for me to pack up and leave my grocery store walking escape time and head back home to deal with all of the bastages again. Yep, time is forcing me back to the grind again. First though, I’m going to head next door the bagel shop and buy a dozen for the rats. It’s two miles from my house to the store so on mornings like this, I’m getting a four mile walk in. Something? Imagine all the writing I could do over those four miles if I could figure out some sort of walking keyboard…

I actually bought one of these.

That story is for another day.

Tootles all…

😛