Roland Yeomans's Blog, page 60

IN THE PATH OF BETA!

 

Once more I have nowhere to go. 

If I survive, apartment hunting will be even more impossible than before if that is possible. 

To say I am unsettled is an understatement.

I may not be able to post for awhile.

To all of you who gave to me thru PayPal ... thank you is too anemic a phrase ... you gave me hope.

Say a prayer for me and the others in Lake Charles.

Thank you to all who are still giving!

 

T HANK YOU is too anemic a phrase to express my feeling for your wonderful gifts. 

Though I face dark obstacles still, I know I will now have a chance to overcome them with friends like you.

You have given me one last gift --

HOPE

Two of my coworkers are ill with Covid

Life is getting more hectic with two less workers!

I want to thank those of you who are continuing to give via PayPay. 

Those gifts make me feel less alone and heard by friends.

I have been put on two more waiting lists for an apartment. 

A month is the earliest I will know anything. 

Midnight's fate is in the balance.

Thank all of you for caring!

 

DOWN TO THE WIRE

 

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I have until Sept. 30th to find an apartment or I will most likely lose Midnight. 

Say a prayer, guys. I will check back when I can. 

Thanks to all of you who are still giving -- 

apartments are expensive due the severe lack of them!

Thanks to all of you ... I do not feel quite so alone.

THANK ALL OF YOU WHO ARE GIVING!

All of you who are giving are making my OUCH! easier to  bear.

I may not be around for a few days as Lifeshare is shifting my drives so that I will not have access to this computer.

Those of you who give are helping me to sleep easier on my hard cot. THANK YOU!

STILL ALIVE

My city is not.
My apartment is destroyed. Everything gone. Power is out city wise.


No internet. I move from temp place to sleep to temp place but lose it within days.
Midnight is with a friend until the end of September ... but after that ....
Hours at work are limited, and with returning workers will be less.
My company tries to help. My friend/supervisor tries to help but he has family and job obligations.
There are no apartments to rent yet, and the rent will be steep -- supply and demand.
I know everyone is having a harder time than they appear, but if any of you could help with PayPal, it would be deeply appreciated.
My email is in my blogger profile.  Say a  prayer for me and Midnight.
Like Han said to Chewie in EMPIRE: "I don't know how we're going to get out of this one?"
If you recall, Han didn't.
This is from a company computer from out of state.  
I will return when I can or if I can.

CATAGORY FOUR HURRICANE & IT'S HEADING STRAIGHT FOR ME!

Déjà vu may be the death of me.15 years ago, my car and my body were in much better shape. Hurricane Rita really did a number on us in Lake Charles back then. I do not know when I will be back -- if ever --here on my blog.  https://www.amazon.com/FRENCH-QUARTER-NOCTURNE/dp/B00DO912C4/ref=tmm_aud_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=&sr=
 https://www.amazon.com/End-of-Days/dp/B00E5IBML4/ref=tmm_aud_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=&sr=
 The above 2 audio books wereborn from my Katrina and Ritaexperiences.
The details of the destruction and pathosare accurateif the paranormal details are mostly not.
Their narrators dida masterful job.
Say a prayer and wish me luck. 

 

The VOICE That FAILED

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There I was driving down a rainy rural road on a blood run, listening to my latest audio book ...

when to my horror, 
I heard that 26 MINUTES WERE MISSING from it!
From the Third Sectiontowards the end
BUT STILL!
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I contacted ACX. 
Since it is a snag on their end, they promise to correct the problem within the week.
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To those of you who have downloaded my book --
Once the problem is corrected,
all you will have to do is delete the old downloadand upload the corrected one.
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I think perhaps the actress/witch,Irene Dupré, might be toying with me
and Scott.

(Listen to his mesmerizing
sample on our book's page) -
 
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08G8VMMYD/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=french+quarter+requiem+audio&qid=1597932635&sr=8-1

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Did you know that Dupré means "gathering wheat in Louisiana?"
Of course, the wheat Irene collects areSouls.

Listen to the Voice of Madness and Horror

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08G8VMMYD/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=french+quarter+requiem+audio&qid
FRENCH QUARTER REQUIEM is finally out in audio with a stellar performance by Scott ODell --

You will be stunned by his eerie renditions of Alfred Hitchcock, Orson Welles, and Ingrid Bergman.
Now, Scott is under the crosshairs of a duo of dangers:
A hurricane heading his way.
And Covid-19 snatching away his health.
He did this with me on a Royalty Share basis so buying this audio book will send needed money his way.
Would you please consider it?

TO FIND A PATH THRU THE DARKNESS THAT IS LOVE

 "I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. 

If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.”
 - Mary Shelly, Frankenstein


 "When dealing with the frightening, translucence is more effective than transparency, 

just as glow is more revealing than glare."
 - Alfred Hitchcock



https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01EUFRKKI

LET ME TELL YOU OF THE MECHANICS OF FEAR:

 All of us will have to write a suspenseful, scary scene no matter in what genre we write.

Films have great aids for creating scary scenes: 

music, weird camera angles, editing, music cues, performance, special visual and makeup effect.

 In prose all we have to work with are words, and our readers’ imaginations. 

The good news is that those are powerful tools.

 The ways you arrange words into sentences and sentences into paragraphs 

 can activate your readers’ psyches in ways you may not have thought possible.

 When you’re building suspense, evoking a feeling of impending doom or the terrifying fear of the unknown, 

get your reader to hold her breath. 

 Stop her from taking her next breath for longer than normal. 

And though it may seem impossible to do this with words on a page, 

be aware that we unconsciously breathe as though we’re reading aloud even when we aren’t.

EXAMPLE:

{McCord and the brilliant Lady Ada Byron Lovelace are visiting the imprisoned Vampiric Benjamin Franklin

 who is bound painfully to a bed of pure silver.

 McCord is telling Franklin that he believes the vampire might have been cured of the revenant curse.}



“I believe King Solomon's dagger severed DayStar’s and Abby’s hold on you.  In life, I’ve found it wise to believe in what works and leave theory to those safe behind ivory walls of universities.”He laughed bitterly.  “How long can I go without … feeding?”“Do you feel the thirst now?’His face went blank, and he became as still as only the dead can be.  “No.  No, I cannot.  Am I free of the Thirst at long last then?”“I believe you are.  I also believe that should you decide to … feed for the pleasure of it, you would become an animal … with no intelligence or humanity at all.  You may even go on all fours.”Franklin had always prided himself on his intellect.  “No!  If I should feel myself weakening, I shall come to you.  If that ever occurs, sir, kill me on the spot.  On the very spot!  No hesitation.  I must never become that.  Never!  Promise me you will kill me.  Promise!”“I promise,” I said softly.Ada rasped, “As do I, Mr. Franklin.”He stiffened.  “You call me mister.  A term of respect.  You feared what you would see within my cell.  Yet you entered.  You detest what I tried to do to your friend.  Yet, seeing my imprisonment, you declare to contend with that friend on my behalf.  You pledge to end me though I know that would cost you greatly.”His eyes bled tears of blood.  “Lady Lovelace, you are a treasure for me to behold.  If I could but rise, I would kiss your hand.  As it is, I shall remember the lovely fragrance you are wearing during the long, dark hours after you leave.”Ada’s face went leper pale.  “Th-That is a … wonderful compliment, Mr. Franklin.  America is the country it is due to your dedication and force of will.  Those two traits I am sure will see you through this dark season.”“Will you return to visit me on occasion?”Ada went still, and then smiled, “Certainly, I will.  Of course, Samuel will insist on coming.  He is such a stodgy traditionalist.”Franklin nodded to me, his eyes unreadable, and turned back to Ada.  “I will look forward to those visits, Madame.”Ada was silent until we were some distance down the dark passageway leading away from Franklin’s cell.  She stopped suddenly and began to shiver.  She gripped my arm tightly.“Oh, Samuel.  I am wearing no perfume, none at all.  He was smelling my blood.  My blood!”
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McCord finds himself married to an alien capable of horrific acts.  Can he find a path through the darkness that is his love?