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.

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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.

What if…

I’m a bit of a believer of life after death. I tend to think that there’s more to be experienced in a different life once this one is fulfilled. Being a writer with an insane imagination, my mind took that thought and came up with a what if scenario for those who are imaginative and weird like myself.

If you’re anything like me and you come spend 90% of the day daydreaming and having little stories in your head, then you’ve lived a ton of lives in your own imagination. Now, let’s say those stories and random thoughts are more than that. What if they’re actually memories from a different life on a different planet or in some sort of parallel universe? What if  you’ve already lived a dozen or so lives before this one and your soul has travelled millions upon millions of miles to get where it is today?

I don’t know about you, but I’m not exactly sure that’s a good thing. In my case, half of the stories I think of and daydream about are terrifying. I’d hate to imagine living in a world with zombies, vampires, monsters, aliens, etc. In my head, I’m the main female character. I get in trouble a lot and wind up in sticky situations. If, by some chance, my stories are actually memories (I’m doubting they are) then I’ve lived a lot of scary lives. I’ve been kidnapped, I’ve fought aliens and demons, I’ve travelled the world through hell and back just to save the one I love. It’s adventurous and wonderful, yet terrifying and exhausting to think about.

I’m sure my thoughts are nothing more than thoughts. That my dreams are simple stories created by the mind of a person who craves the abnormal parts of life. But, and this is a very bit but, if there’s any chance that they are more than just dreams and stories, I’m a little afraid to find out where my soul might head to next. I hope she’s prepared.

Time to Rant

I’ve been so busy on my latest project, that I haven’t had much time to update my blog. So, here it goes.

I’ll tell you a smidge about my latest novel project. I’m at 61,000 words and my goal is 75,000. At the rate I’m going, I will definitely get there with the first draft. With some help of a few, amazing friends, I came up with the perfect title–The Day The World Burns. It’s a science-fiction novel packed with action and a life-altering adventure. Then again, I’m not sure if you can call it an adventure novel since they are constantly trying to survive horrible things. It’s more of a survival tale, now that I’m thinking about it.

I’m ranting…time to focus.

I hate giving away too much of my work before it’s 100% finished and I still have a ways to go on this one. I think you can get the gist of what it might be about based on the title. I’ll give away more details when it gets closer to being finished and if I choose to publish this one. So long as everything works out and I spend more time researching self-publishing and marketing a bit more, I plan to release my baby into the world for all to enjoy.

But, this is it for now. I need to get back at it. This book ain’t going to write itself.

Although, that would be pretty amazing if it could.

Going Strong

I feel like I’ve been getting a lot accomplished lately. Not on the publishing end of things, but on the writing end. My current project (which happens to be the only one I’m working on at the moment and that’s a first for me) is going great. I’m 22 chapters and 40,000 words in. I always set a goal for each of my books and my goal for this one is 75,000 words. I shouldn’t have any problem getting there.

On another note, I signed up for not one, but two different programs this year. As an introvert, I’m actually going out of my way to be interactive with others in my local writing community and enrolled in a one day book publishing class at the community college in my town. It’s only two hours long and won’t happen until October, but I’m already excited.

I also registered for the ShowMeWriters Conference this year. This will be the first writer’s conference I’ve ever attended. I’m nervous, excited, and totally looking forward to October this year. This definitely won’t be the only conference I plan to attend. I’ll have to stick with ones that are closer to my home town, but no matter what, they’ll be worth going to.

As for the publishing end of my plans, my goal is to learn as much as I can about the profession and marketing in order to become successful at this. It’s always been a dream of mine to see my book on a bookstore shelf and dammit it’s going to happen one day.

So, that’s my rant for the day. Hope you enjoyed it!

Disappear

I just want to disappear

Into the stories that I hear

 

Onto the pages from which I read

Becoming my imagination’s most precious seed

 

I want to fly above the sky

Happy as a kite so high

 

I want to dive into the sea

And live with mermaids filled with glee

 

Fight battles of magic, mystery, and lust

Finding true love is always a must

 

Travel to the edges of space

Finding out my secret grace

 

I want to be much more than I am

Become my own personal grand slam

 

Never look back at what I used to be

And become a more powerful and much better me

 

Take over a world and become their queen

Rule until life fades to a dream

 

Because I just want to disappear

Into the stories that I hear.

 

Tahnee Fritz 2017

Finally Making Headway!

Lately I’ve been so unfocused that I kept jumping from one project to the next–thank God for the insane amount of notes I keep for each story idea.

I couldn’t seem to keep my head on straight. Suddenly, out of freaking nowhere, I was on my evening run through the neighborhood–I’m pretty sure I was listening to some Fall Out Boy to keep my heart pumping–and it hit me. A spark of inspiration for a project that’s been on the backburner for a while now. I found and created a new beginning, made an outline from beginning to end (although the exact ending isn’t set in stone just yet). I got to work on this one the other day and I’m 8,000 words in so far. At work, I tend to write a rough chapter on my phone and I have three of them waiting to be transferred to the computer.

Needless to say, my mind’s been busy with this one!

I’m finally out of my unfocused rut and can get back to bringing my characters to life. Of course, they have to endure some amount of tragedy and end-of-the-world peril or I’d be pretty bored.

I even have the perfect title for my latest story: The Day the People Disappeared. I’ll let you use your imagination to see where that will go!

It was but a dream…

I had the strangest dream last night. It was heart-racing and romantic at the same time and I remember a good chunk of it which makes it all the more worthwhile.

Lately, I’ve been working on a few different projects at the same time. Needless to say, my mind is a bit frazzled and overstuffed with the usual weirdness that needs to spill out. I think a few of my story ideas meshed together while I slept to create a large masterpiece of a chaotic disaster. My mind took bits of Eternity mixed it with chunks of a science-fiction novel I don’t have titled yet and also threw in a dash of my young adult trilogy, The Human Race.

I don’t exactly know why my mind opted for this random array of my writings, but I’m not complaining. Despite the randomness of my dream, it inspired me to change up my science-fiction novel that I’ve been working on for the last two years. I think I might finally have the perfect storyline that will add the perfect amount of suspense to my characters’ lives.

Dreams are definitely a point of inspiration for many writers and I am proud to be one of them. I’m just glad I can remember them most of the time.