When I was a wee lad of 8 back in ‘75, I grew up for a time in a rather dodgy neighborhood in a town in Southeastern Pennsylvania. My father was a divorced single parent, something unheard of at the time, and he raised me and my two sisters on his own.
But that’s not the story….
Across the street from our little row house lay a large abandoned house. The house was run down, broken windows, and generally in a state where referring to it “run down” would be calling it kind. Anyway, there were times when I would sit at our front windows and study it. How long had it been there? What secrets did it hold inside its rickety walls that although ill-kept, appeared sturdy.
To an 8 year old boy, a mystery is like the ultimate candy treat. In my mind, mad scientists, monsters, ghosts, and a parade of other extraordinary things lived over there and though I never went over there (and was frequently told never to think about it…hehe), the image of that house stuck with me even to this day.
I returned to that same town some years ago and think of that house even today. I won’t visit that old neighborhood because I have no need to and I wouldn’t want to spoil that 8 year old’s perfect imaginary vision of the house across the street.
Yep, it’s time again for another update on where I am with Parallax. So, without further ado, let’s get to it.
1) Parallax is closing rapidly in on 60,000 words, which puts it within seven chapters of completion.
2) I’m still on track for the July 7th release date on Amazon, which is good news for me because I’m looking forward to taking a little break before I start planning the Parallax Series.
3) Most of the logistics for putting Parallax out are in place, though funding is still a minor issue. I say minor because at this point in my writing career, there is a blurry line between my writing funds and my personal funds. Yay Ramen! 😉
Anyway, that’s the view from the trenches at this point. Thanks for your time and as always, Ever Forward. 🙂
Note: Just a snippet from Parallax that I wanted to share with you all. Enjoy. 🙂
Koren shook his head. “That was a scanning system that I have never seen before. To be honest, it burned a little as it passed over me. I think it collected organic samples as it traveled the ship.”
“Uh, Koren? When’s the last time this ship had a full scrub down? I’ve been everywhere on this ship since Mixton and though I don’t know anything about Locknar Physiology, I know for a fact that human shed skin cells and hair. If that thing is collecting organic samples, we may already be screwed.”
Koren cursed and began working the ship controls. Around them, motors whined to no avail as a series of docking clamps held them in place. They heard the sound of airlocks cycling. “No sense hiding, Jack. Get ready to fight.”
Pratt raised his plasma pistol and took cover at an opposite console from the airlock. “Well, shit, Koren, I didn’t want to live forever anyway.”
“Heroic, but foolish, Jack.” Koren said. “We must survive to defeat the enemy.”
“Will you get into the spirit of this?”
“I’d prefer not to assume any spirit form.”
Pratt shook his head as he listened to the airlock cycle.