Tagged: writing

How I love writing!

I’ve added a few new fountain pens to my writing lineup. The current range looks like this:

  • Randy Hamilton tiger celluloid; medium
  • JP Lepine Winston in French Oak; bold
  • Pilot Custom 74 with an opaque navy body (!); medium
  • Noodler’s Ahab flex nib; fine to medium
  • Jinhao #450; medium to big swashes
  • Cadman & Cummins in Elder burl; bold

I’ve also got a few more inks. Noodler’s Bulletproof Black, which isn’t as waterproof as I’d hoped. Diamine Dark Blue. Iroshizuku Kon-Peki. I have to say that the last two are incredibly luscious to write with. The Iroshizuku inks from Pilot have a superb watercolor-like stroke with lovely variable tone.

Trust me. Put the Iroshizuku in the JP Lepine, Jinhao, or the Randy Hamilton…oh, what a writing experience you’ll have! Believe it.

As an author, there’s really nothing like writing your story notes in longhand with a fountain pen. It is responsive, fast, and intimate…just like the touch of an eager lover…just…on paper. Ahem.

I get a little passionate about my work.

As I said, there are changes with my publisher

I’m going to submit Gabrielle Faust’s experience without comment, and then get along to what I’ve got to say. So, Gabrielle.

Me.

Blood Soaked and Gone has been pushed back to a tentative February 2015 release. It will be available in e-book formats only. I’m not thrilled, but I grasp their reasoning.

There’s a bright side to Permuted Press killing their print on demand arm. I’m grandfathered into the new program by virtue of having the first two books in print already. The new program is they are working with another provider and distributor. This means (I had to confirm it) my first two titles will be available to order in book stores.

I’ll be able to have real book signings.

Now, what I hope to do, with the blessings of my publisher, is write a novella that takes place between Invaded and Gone. This will be self-published, if I can get it done with everything else that is going on. The tentative titles are “Blood Soaked: Bootleg,” and “Blood Soaked: Black Arm.”

I hope you are all doing well!

Apparently there’s some kind of Treasure Hunt going on

Two people have requested a 140 word, or less, Sci-fi, story from me, because I’m a published author. I did it, because it looked like fun, and thought I’d post them here. Do not use these if you’re involved in this activity. I will find out, and my wrath will be, horrible threats of gastric activity.

So, here’s #1

“The Queen’s Pleasure”

-James Crawford, 2014

“Your Majesty, may I present the first cybernetic Elopus in the cosmos!”

The Queen of England, Misha Collins, was aghast at the creeping horror that undulated across the stage. “Doctor Rittenhaus-Benchley, why, in the name of all that’s holy, did you do such a thing to an innocent Elopus?”

The Doctor, titular head of the Royal Academy of Advanced Cybernetic Science, stared at his Majesty, and felt the creeping hand of doom crawling up his leg. He was surprised when she addressed the animal directly.

“You poor thing! We are so very sorry you were treated this way. We cannot make it right for you, but we can be sure that no such thing happens again.” She turned to him, “It is our pleasure that you be marooned on the penal asteroid for your crimes against sentient creatures.”

Doom had arrived, indeed.

#2

“A Gift from Jeebus”

-James Crawford

“Good Heavens! What is that thing? We have never seen anything of that sort before!” Misha, the Queen of England exclaimed, ruffling her feathers.

“Your Majesty, it is an Elopus, half elephant, half octopus.” The Prime Minster explained. “It is a gift from the High Oat of the planet Jeebus, apparently sourced from the royal stables.”

“Gracious me! What do the Jeebians use them for?”

“They ride them Mum. They ride them.”

“Do you hear that, Clive?” Queen Misha asked.

“Is it the bubbly tooting, M’Lady?”

“Indeed!”

“It is the call of the male Elopus, calling for a mate or a spin around the Buckingham Palace Royal Aquatic Gardens.” Clive enlightened the Queen.

“Blublubluhonk! Blublubluhonk! Blublubluhonk!”

“My Queen, now is a good time to take cover!”

“Whatever for, Clive?”

“The Elopus is angry, and will likely kill us all.”