I got some good news today. I applied at Channillo to write a series and publish each installment online and they accepted my application. It should be a good way to get my name out there and also bring in some new readers. My plan is to get the account and everything set up this weekend and hopefully have the first installment of my series out within the next week or so. I have a book I’ve been sitting on that would be perfect to break it down chapter by chapter for this occasion.

Let’s hope my year keeps going down this nice track!


Inspiration just hit my brain so hard, I had to hurry to finish the paperwork for my day job so I could write down my brain’s new baby before I forgot everything. I just spent the last half hour, typing on my phone, the notes for a new story. I can’t wait to get this one started!

A great day for writing!

Here’s to 2018

Well, the year is almost at an end. That means it’s time to start thinking about what’s going to come next for 2018. Other than the fact that we’ll all be writing 2017, scribbling it out to correct it with 2018. I’m among the millions with that problem.

My plan is to go into the new year with my head held high and hope for the best. Not only for myself in my own prospects, but for the country and the world. I hope things go smoothly all over the place. We don’t need a repeat of whatever horrible decisions we’ve made in the past. We need to push forward and make things better.

So, here’s to the holiday season. Here’s to spending time with family, friends, and loved ones. And here’s to a great future for all of us.

One Bad Dream

I had a horrible dream right before my alarm went off. I was at work. I was sitting on my uncomfortable chair, staring at the computer screen and the usual program that’s open. The phone rang and I said my line to the customer. It was a typical day at work–in other words, it was a freaking nightmare.

It’s bad enough that I wake up and go to work Monday through Friday. I try to forget that place exists the moment I clock out at the end of the day. My brain should know by now not to let it pop up in my dreams. I’d rather spend my night visions running from bad guys or fighting for my life against monsters. Not sitting at my boring desk like I already do in a daily basis.

Get with the program, brain! Never let this happen again.

Good Morning!

It’s Monday again. Time for a new week in the bitter cold of almost winter. I’m ready for spring and warm weather already. Who isn’t?

I think I’ve turned into one of those writers who is working on more than one project at a time. I don’t know why, but I keep switching back and forth between three stories. I have three different note books by my keyboard on my desk for each project’s outline and special character traits.

I wish I could focus on just one, but there’s no fun in that!

The Upcoming Event!!

In less than two weeks, I’ll be soaking up some writing knowledge at the very first conference I’ll be attending. The Show Me Writer’s Conference in Missouri is going to be fun and a new exciting event for me. I plan on meeting and socializing with other writers, as well as gab about my upcoming book, The Day The World Burns.

Speaking of my book and this conference, there will be agents at the event as well. As nerve racking as this sounds, I’m going to push through the anxiety and stress and pitch my book to a couple of agents. I’ve been practicing my pitch to my family and friends and also my reflection in the mirror. I’m terrified, excited, and nervous all balled up into a neat little package.

I’ll post how everything goes and all about the conference when it’s over. This will be a learning experience for me and will be the first of many more events I plan to attend.

Poem: Running Through a Daydream

I wake up in the morning,

Throw my hair in a bun.

I lace up my sneakers

And head out for a run.


I’m out of breath

By the end of the block.

Still I push myself harder,

Never checking the clock.


All this time I spend running

My daydreams take shape.

I go into a world

One I cannot escape.


There are monsters and demons,

Zombies and vampires too.

A red-headed stalker

With eyes oh-so blue.


There are heroes and good guys,

Someone there to save the day.

It wouldn’t be a fantasy

Without them out to play.


There are castles and oceans

And skies with bright stars.

I see chaos and beauty

And love hidden behind by bars.


All these things that I see

As I jog through the world

Are created by one thing;

My twisted mind unfurled.


I can run on forever

In the madness of my mind.

And keep going and going

Until the end of time.


But, alas, I cannot

For my breath has run short.

It is time to head home

And rest up from the sport.


I’ll start again tomorrow

With my dreams set on high.

I’ll see where they might take me

And always reach for the sky.


Copyright 2017 T. R. Justus


The Music That Moves Me

Every night as I sit at my desk and get to work on my stories and books, I plug my phone into the speakers and let the music take me to a place that sets my fingers in motion and the words flow onto the page. I’m not the only one out there that has to listen to music while they work–no matter what that work might entail. I can’t listen to classical hits or tunes from the 70s and 80s eras. Although, I do have a few Queen and Journey songs on my playlist.

What gets me motivated the most? The songs that have a good beat. Rock music, mostly, but I do have a few hipper songs on the list. However, if you go through my phone you’ll notice that the majority of songs come from my all time favorite band on the planet, Fall Out Boy. They have been my favorite since high school, so about 15 years. (Man, that makes me feel old and I’m only 29.)

But, it’s with these select songs that I’m able to get over any writing slumps that stand in my way. They help me see the story happening as I punch the keys with delicate and, sometimes, angry care. Without music, I believe the world would be a very dull and boring place. What would we have to sing badly to? What would we have to fight off the dreadful silence of the night while we sleep? How on earth would we get to work without pumping our favorite tunes as loudly as the speakers will go?

I don’t think humanity would survive without music or books or any of the creativity that drives this planet forward. It’s in the arts of all generations that makes this planet spin smoothly.

And thus ends my rant for the evening!

Onto the Second Draft!

Well, I finished the first draft of The Day the World Burns, my science fiction novel. I met my word count goal at 75,000 words and that is just exciting. It’s time for the second draft and with that comes a few revisions and a couple scenes may need switched around so it flows a bit more organically. From there, I’ll enter the wonderful world of editing, then it’s off to the beta readers and eventually publication. (I’ll have a clearer date of release as the end gets nearer.)

So, for those of you science fiction/alien invasion/survival fiction fans, you’ll want to keep an eye out for this one. It’s jam-packed with heart pumping thrills that will keep you on the edge of your seat until the very end. You’ll wonder “are they going to make it?” or “when will they find someplace that’s safe? They deserve to be safe!” And, like always, I’ll keep you guessing.

I’m not quite positive if this will be part of a series or not, but it might be heading in that direction. Maybe a trilogy if my mind allows enough imagination to flow onto the pages. I have a gut feeling it will.