Friday, September 21, 2018

Guest Blogger: Jim Beard: LET THAT BE YOUR LAST NYARLATHOTEP


Hello everyone, here we go with week four of my guest blogger series. If you thought Brian K. Morris' post last week was weird. Well it's about to be topped by Jim Beard.


Jim Beard became a published writer when he sold a story to DC Comics in 2002. Since that time he's written official Star Wars and Ghostbusters comic stories and contributed articles and essays to several volumes of comic book history. His prose work includes the novel SPIDER-MAN: ENEMIES CLOSER; co-editing and contributing to PLANET OF THE APES: TALES FROM THE FORBIDDEN ZONE; a story for X-FILES: SECRET AGENDAS; GOTHAM CITY 14 MILES, a book of essays on the 1966 Batman TV series; SGT. JANUS, SPIRIT-BREAKER, a collection of pulp ghost stories featuring an Edwardian occult detective; MONSTER EARTH, a shared-world giant monster anthology; and CAPTAIN ACTION: RIDDLE OF THE GLOWING MEN, the first pulp prose novel based on the classic 1960s action figure. Jim also currently provides regular content for Marvel.com, the official Marvel Comics website.

So, without further delay, let's get into Jim's blog post, a post that in no way reflects the views of Stormgate Press and are of
the author's own point of view. You have been warned... read on... 


LET THAT BE YOUR LAST NYARLATHOTEP

By Jim “The R’lyeh Kid” Beard


I’ll try to keep this short because I know you have things to do, people to kill. Plus, I’m addressing this to the writing community, so I know their time is precious. I really just have one, important thing to say—no, suggest, actually:
 We have to, as a community, stop digging up H.P. Lovecraft’s grave and picking at his bones.
 There, I said it. Whew. You don’t know how good it felt, I assure you. That’s been festering inside of me for years, gnawing away at me like some nameless thing from the Stygian depths, like rats in the walls, or a sort of weird, otherworldly dread, or…
Damn, now I’m doing it.
Before I sat down to write this little manifesto, I plugged in “Cthulhu” in an Amazon search, and the results were staggering in their width, breadth, and depth. A million fiction anthologies with clever titles are only the tip of the iceberg; there are products of every conceivable type and topic, even toys, for God’s sake…and, and children’s books, and Cthulhu Monopoly!
Enough. Let us have an end to it. And it should start with the writers.
You know who you are. You’re sitting there reading this while taking a break from writing your Cthulhu-My Little Pony mashup, or your Old Ones cookbook, or worse still, your thirteenth Lovecraft-Sherlock Holmes short story for inclusion in the new anthology A Holmes in the Wall: Lovecraftian Tales Designed to Give You Colours Out of Space.
Stop it, I beg of you. You have the power to stop, if you would only choose to do so.
Listen, I get it, I really do. Lovecraft’s place in literary fiction is assured, rest easy, because yeah, he did something different and it was weird and it felt unfinished and you want to add to the Mythos and…but, listen; you and I know that stuff wasn’t very good to begin with.
There’s the rub. I think that’s what it is, what lies at the root of this Lovecraft obsession. The guy’s writing wasn’t that good and everybody knows it and everybody’s trying to make something good out of it, or at least better than ol’ H.P.’s stuff. Back in 2001 I picked up a Lovecraft collection called Black Seas of Infinity because, sure, I’d always wanted to read the stories and see what it was all about. By the third or forth tale I was reading the book right before bed every night because I knew it would put me to sleep, guaranteed. When it wasn’t making me want to kill myself, of course.
Okay, I’m going a little long with this and not making any friends by it, but I think if you really examined your feelings and thought it through, you’ll realize we don’t need another Cthulhu anthology, novel, collection of poems, jigsaw puzzle, or baby’s plushie. Enough’s enough. Too much. Way too much for things based on stuff of dubious value to begin with.
Think of the children, if nothing else. Think of them, if you won’t think of your fellow adults who cringe at every snappy twist on “Cthulho Fhtagn!” that appears on the shelves at that little independent bookstore down the street. If just one child can be saved from being buried underneath the avalanche of Lovecraftian pastiches, won’t it be worth it? Huh?
Think about it. That’s all I’m asking.
Oh, and stop acting like the Necronomicon is real. It isn’t. Dude invented that, too. Word.


You can find Jim on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/thebeardjimbeard where I'm sure you post a comment on his blog.
His Amazon page is:  www.amazon.com/author/jimbeard

Monday, September 17, 2018

Origin Expedition

It's been a long time coming... three years is a long time to publish a book. But I'm glad I waited. (I waited for one reason or another) This sci-fi epic is a character driven drama that I know readers will enjoy. So now I present: Origin Expedition...

Nearly three-hundred years from now, at the decline of the human race, Earth is depleted of its natural resources. Its inhabitants have moved off the planet and into orbit aboard giant space platforms. People over time, have been separated into four classes, the high-born, low-born,
slaves and breeders. The lower classes subjugated into nothing more than servants for the wealthy while the breeders, considered cattle, are used in a centuries old breeding program shrouded in secrecy. Earth has become a cesspool for slave labor and every day is a fight for survival.
The handfuls of remaining humans on Earth are unconcerned with the petty bickering and leisurely lifestyle of their high-born masters. Those who escaped the classification and hide from the security forces have banded into clans. The Highlanders in Scotland and the Tribes in the
North American wasteland are seeking a way to survive while fighting the harsh elements of a dying planet.
The high-born, consisting of nine prominent families are driven by the acquisition of wealth. In each family’s effort to gain more, they have sent exploration ships into deep space, with teams of archeologists chartered to uncover the resources of long forgotten alien races. The wealthiest of
the Nine, is the family Tannador. The Tannador’s obsession to lead the other families in wealth, has led them to an obscure region of space, to planet Kepler 369. There, the exploration team discovers and reactivates a powerful ancient computer named Origin, unlocking a depository of
information predating the creation of the universe.
The archeologists, led by Professor Charles Long and the Lady Da’Mira Tannador, learn that some histories are best left undiscovered. In their attempt to unlock Origin’s secrets, they discover a horror so devastating, it could bring an end to every sentient being in the galaxy.
The Origin Expedition is a story of lies, love and lasting consequences. It is an adventure tale of those yearning to be free. A chronicle of the past, present and foreseeable future that rests in the hands of those determined to save humanity from itself, and the galaxy’s greatest enemy

Friday, September 14, 2018

Guest Blogger: Brian K. Morris Where For Art Thou, Muse?

Welcome everyone to week three of my guest blogger series. Today we have a real treat. The multi-facet, multi-versatile and multi-talented Brian K. Morris. Brian is an independent author who has written everything from Horror, to comedy to pulp heroes and more. His writing is vivid, well-constructed and highly-entertaining. If you haven’t treated yourself to some of Brian’s work (which you should) you must read his Skyman Battles the Master of Steam, and Valcana: Rebirth of the Champion, you’ll be glad you did.
So, without holding this up any longer, take it away Brian…
"O! for a muse of fire, that would ascend the brightest heaven of invention." William Shakespeare, famous playwright.

I never understood waiting for one's Muse.

Granted, I used to do just that. I recall sitting at my desk at the campus newspaper one Friday night, in my college days, as we dutifully assembled the latest weekly edition. I needed to write my usual column of unpopular opinions, but my wellspring of good ideas yielded nothing. Even my bad idea well went dry.

I did the only responsible thing a writer could do … I rested my elbows on the desk, placed my chin in my hands, and stared into the distance. It wasn't until someone came back into my office after twenty minutes to loudly announce that I'd not moved an inch since he left that I realized I needed to find and install an idea generator.
Sure, it took a while. I eventually located that generator, but I had to build it before anything else.

"Most people wait for the muse to turn up. That's terribly unreliable. I have to sit down and pursue the muse by attempting to work." – Nick Cave, musician.

The summer after I graduated from college, I met a comic book writer who was asked the Eternal Writing Question, "Where do you get all your crazy ideas?" His reply was, "Everywhere." He read newspapers, watched the evening news (yeah, before the 24-Hour News Cycle), listened to music … in short, he filled his head with ideas, facts, concepts, anything that could form the foundation of a story.
He said to select an incident in the daily news. Add the hero that would be perfect to solve the challenge, then give him/her a flaw that must be overcome to save the day. Change the genre, the setting, whatever … add your own touches, toss in some plot twists. BINGO!
From that point on, it became a matter of training my brain to LOOK for story ideas, then write them down. Soon, I had more ideas than time to write them, given I had a nine-to-five jay-oh-bee by then. However, I didn't find the time to write, I MADE the time.
And fueled with ideas, the writing came to me more quickly. I moved from working pro bono to actually getting paid for my efforts.

"Sixteen years as a freelance features journalist taught me that neither the absence of 'the Muse' nor the presence of 'the block' should be allowed to hinder the orderly progress of a book" – Jim Crace, novelist.

Eventually, I built up a sideline as a playwright, copy writer, and pop culture reporter. I figured out the ways to network and forge relationships with my interviewees, my employers, and my peers (CLUE: it's also called "making friends"). And the more I wrote, combined with my other efforts, the more I found to write about. Now, I couldn't turn off "the generator" if I wanted to, which I didn't. I was having too much fun.
The money and comp copies didn't hurt either.

"Anyone could sit and wait for inspiration. Talent was being able to conjure it up, to GET inspired." – Paul Stanley, musician and cultural icon.

Then in 2012, I made one of my few New Year's resolutions. I promised that I'd spend the year working harder on my writing career in the hopes of building that money to a point where it exceeded my primary income.
In March of that year, I was brought into my District Manager's office for a talk. He complimented me on my work ethic and my talent. However, since the company's stock underperformed on the New York Stock Exchange, twenty-seven people in the state of Illinois were going to be let go so the company gave the impression of "handling" their expenses wisely. It turned out I was one of those fated for "downsizing."
I panicked. Who could blame me? I had a mortgage, regular bills, and a wife to support.
Then it hit me … I also had a Plan B! Now I had to make the writing work. I went through all six stages of Kubler-Ross in 45 seconds, eager to leave and begin this new phase of my life. The "generator" revved up until all gauges ventured deep into the red zone.

"I'll show you the bills and you'll get inspired." Bill Aucoin, KISS' original manager.

Part of my severance package included being placed with a re-employment agency. While taking in their numerous webinars, I found one on Electronic Publishing and booked a seat for the lecture. When it ended, all I saw was the potential. No more vanity press. No more pushing your manuscript into the mail again and again until you found an agent or a publisher who's accept it. No more waiting on other people to make things happen. I became evangelical in my fervor for the current state of publishing.
To this day, I shudder to think where I'd be if I'd not attended that webinar. Now my "generator" had a place to move its output. I'd publish my own work until it got noticed by enough people that I could make a living at it.
Beginning my new occupation by releasing a book through Kindle Direct Publishing, I wrote a story using a Valiant Comics character I liked so I could plug into an established fan base. Then I wrote Santastein: The Post-Holiday Prometheus because I had a rejected 10-minute stage play that I could expand. From there, I created other, newer works. Through relentless marketing, I gained new friends in the independent writing field, both writers and editors. This led to more work and more exercise for "the generator."
Now, I'm a "hybrid" writer. I've published myself, which led to others wanting to use my work.
I still send out stories to other editors. However, if they didn't want it, I knew one publishing house who'd print anything I wrote: ME!
Has it been easy? No more than trying to pull yourself off the ground by your own hair. It's been uphill and it's still uphill to this day in many ways. The field changes constantly and there's always something new to learn.
Naturally, I wouldn't have it any other way.
I still recall that (much) younger me, sitting at my desk, literally paralyzed by an inability to devise a reason to write. I still see that person in so many people who ask me how to take that first step to becoming a paid freelance writer and I tell them what many people told me on the way to Now.
Manage your time wisely. Learn to prioritize. Remove your distractions. Work like you have 30 days to live. Make a plan of attack and reward yourself when you reach your benchmarks. Respect deadlines, yours and those of your editors. Never stop learning. Stay on top of changes to your profession. Make friends in the field because they're awesome and have much to teach you. Learn to be patient … well, as much as possible.

And build that "generator."

"You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club." – Jack London



NEVER THE END 
Brian K. Morris is an independent publisher of books and comics with his Freelance Words and now, Rising Tide Publications as well as a freelance writer, "award-winning" playwright, occasional actor, frequent convention guest and public speaker, as well as a former morticians assistant. His latest book is The HauntingScripts of Bachelors Grove and his newest comic book release is The Ghostly Tales of Spencer Spook #1, featuring the classic character from Columbia and ACE Comics.
He lives in Central Indiana with his wife, no children, no pets, and too many comic books. Follow his Rising Tide page on Facebook. He's also on Instagram and Twitter, along with his own website, RisingTide.pub.







Friday, September 7, 2018

Guest Blogger: Todd Black. How to Keep Writing When You're Just Not Feeling It




Independent comic books are more popular than ever. If you ever get a chance check out Facebook, or Twitter, or journey to a comic book con and I daresay you’ll find more choices than you would have imagined. Making the convention rounds is creator Todd Black, a graduate of DePaul University in Chicago, who is the writer of Guardians a highly entertaining superhero series and this week’s guest blogger here on Stormgate Press. He's a great guy full of energy and a damn good writer too. Take it away Todd...

When it comes to writing, you're going to hear a lot of different opinions about both how to go about it, how to format it, and what to do when you're "done", but one question I get asked a lot is, "How do you keep writing when your heart is not in it?" It's a hard question, because everyone is different. And I know how much life can bring you down when you're not expecting it. So how can you write when you feel like crap?
Personally? I feel that if you don't think you're up to it, don't write. I believe in mental health making good stories. However, if you FEEL you need to write, then do this: 1. Get everything done for the day, don't think about the writing. 2. Set a time at night, close to when you want to get ready for bed. 3. Tell yourself how long you want to write for, I suggest at least 30 minutes. 4. Write.
I know it may sound simple, but the fact is, if you're focused, you can get a LOT of writing done in 30 minutes. Plus, since you're doing it at the end of the day, you won't have to worry as much about your writing "interfering" with your daily things. Setting a time will also give you the chance to clear your mind before getting your "writing zone".

And the best part? While it's great to set yourself a "time limit", if you start to feel the flow, you can go beyond it. Case and point, I'm writing the fourth book in my Sherlock Holmes novel series, and I did a 30-minute writing period to try and get some work done on the final chapter. But as I started to write, I found myself wanting to see what would come next. By the time the feeling was gone, the chapter was done, and the book was "finished". So now, when I return to it, I'll be working on edits and revisions.
You've likely heard people say that you should "write every day!" And I'll admit, when you're riding high, you probably should so you can capitalize on what's going on. But I know that life can suck, you can get a low blow out of nowhere and feel demoralized. So when that happens, and you feel like you still want to write, just set out a little time, get everything else done, and write during that period. The rest will take care of itself.

Check out Todd Black's Guardians and visit his Facebook page and give it a like.


Wednesday, September 5, 2018

Writers are Mentors


Hello everyone,

Without a doubt the hardest thing to do as a creator is connect with potential readers. Here are some basic facts.
1. The world is a big place, despite the phrase, "It's a small world, Isn't it?" And in the big wide world, people are wrapped up in their lives, such as family, jobs, lovers, food, movies, TV, sports, you get the point. And in the active lives of potential readers, there's you. The writer and artist - the creator who's trying to make a mark in this big old world - trying to get people to read what you've done. Which leads us to my second point...
2. It wouldn't be bad if you were the only writer vying for the attention of potential readers. But in this big old world you are not alone. Oh, I'm not talking about the Kings, Butchers, or Brad Thors of the world. They're a given. No, I'm talking about the other eager independent writers like you, who have such a big leap on you when it comes to some sort of notoriety that you wonder if there is a point to getting out there and working hard to get the attention. It's so hard, there are so many writers trying to be heard, to be seen, to be your competition. Which brings me to my third and most important fact.
3. Other independent writers are not your competition. They are your equals. Sure, some of them have had their foot in the door longer, or are more outgoing than you are and they know which book expos to attend, and what cons to book, or what advertising works better. But it’s not a deep dark secret on their part. Other writers are not your enemy. You'll find that many of them want to see you succeed. They're genuinely excited when you prosper and offer the right words when you fail. Other writers are your support group.
Seek out other creators, ask for their advice - and take it. You'll learn from their mistakes, and maybe you'll bring fresh ideas to your newfound mentors that they might not have seen.
Writers write alone, but they by no means must do everything else alone. 
I'm honored to have a list of authors who I consider my friends. It's from their kind words and encouragement that drives me forward every day. So, take heed my friends, seek out those writers, it will be the best decision you'll ever make. And maybe in the end, you’ll find those potential readers you’re looking for.