Truncated II: A Cold Day in Heaven

Sometimes writing is a full on fist fight. A battle against some unseen force that pushes back while you try and push forward. After an hour it feels like you got in the octagon with a pro-fighter who had you by fifty pounds. Every keystroke is a shooting pain that ripples to your soul. A horrid ghost that haunts you at night while you try and sleep, and then whispers to you during the day, telling you, "you can't do it."

Truncated II: A Cold Day in Heaven, was not that book. This book just flew by and I had so much fun writing it that it caught me off guard when I'd typed - THE END. Wanting to see what would happen freely more than controlling it, I remember doing a quick bullet point outline that took minutes and just went for it. Every day thereafter, I'd wake up surprised by what I had written. NEVER had writing come so easily.

The characters, as always, are from life and more often than not, an amalgam of several people, met or imagined. The book touched on addictions which is something I've been lucky enough not to experience personally, and hopefully never will. My heart goes out to the people fighting that fight. I know many. And many who have won. I pray they continue to do so. I didn't set out to include that theme woven in there, not in an obvious way anyhow, but that part of me that fears it, and sees the ramifications, somehow wanted to come out. I don't know if Bill is evolving in these books or not. I can't tell. But, I miss him and his friends when they've been away too long.

I hope you enjoy reading it.

“We camped in an RV parked in the middle of an intersection on PCH and Mahar Avenue. We laughed, we drank, I told them stories, and even dipped their chips in dog food for them. If you’ve never seen a drunk crow, It’s hilarious.”

“What led me here to this moment was somehow a culmination of everything that started after the Big Bang, the creation of the Earth, and then all that nature that happened over the eons, where most animals died, but we developed these incredible brains as fantastical as the universe itself, and we had ancestors that started as some sort of mollusk probably, but still we evolved and evolved surviving all the hardships that were somehow helping, and in some ways guiding us to what we became, and what we ended up with was the, ‘Do I go to work or stay and home and jack off?’ war.”