Jack Lewis Baillot's Blog, page 10
September 8, 2017
"Well, I hope you're here to apologize."
Wherein it rained
Rather poured. September hit and SUDDENLY FALL! Not that I mind. I like Autumn. It means I can have tea again. Not that I couldn't before, it is just, you know, tea in the heat.
Autumn means more time to write. It also means college. And hints of snow when you live in the mountains. Which means more and more tea and plotted snowball fights.
Also means I should be able to do a better job of blogging. *Snickersnort*
But I have news next week! So be sure and come back!
Rather poured. September hit and SUDDENLY FALL! Not that I mind. I like Autumn. It means I can have tea again. Not that I couldn't before, it is just, you know, tea in the heat.
Autumn means more time to write. It also means college. And hints of snow when you live in the mountains. Which means more and more tea and plotted snowball fights.
Also means I should be able to do a better job of blogging. *Snickersnort*
But I have news next week! So be sure and come back!
August 6, 2017
"You're useless in the rain."
I finally did it, I finished So Much Owed and sent it out to get feed back. I'm nervous about sharing this story. I have loved the Tuskegee Airmen since I first heard them mentioned in school, the brave men who fought against injustices just so they could fight for their country. What's not to love?
When I undertook to tell their story I knew it wouldn't be easy. Part of the reason being because I want everyone to see them the way I do and love them the way I do. And I know I can't do their story justice.
The story isn't exactly exciting. It is slower than Brothers-in-Arms. There are less battles. Less action. It is definitely a character driven story.
The feed back so far has been promising, but I'm still wary sending my boys out into the world. So I ask this cautiously. Anyone interested in being a beta reader for So Much Owed?
When I undertook to tell their story I knew it wouldn't be easy. Part of the reason being because I want everyone to see them the way I do and love them the way I do. And I know I can't do their story justice.
The story isn't exactly exciting. It is slower than Brothers-in-Arms. There are less battles. Less action. It is definitely a character driven story.
The feed back so far has been promising, but I'm still wary sending my boys out into the world. So I ask this cautiously. Anyone interested in being a beta reader for So Much Owed?
August 1, 2017
"The game is on."
Ben and Jack VS. the Crickets
My life is filled with sword wielding adventures and ninja jumps on my bed. Need examples? Okay.
Ben sometimes comes to spend the night. We have tea and read and write and sometimes watch Anime and then sleep. Then sometimes we chase down crickets.
The first one was my fault. I allowed the school frog to spend the weekend with me and one of his crickets escaped while Ben was here. We managed to pin it under a cup, with a pile of books on top, where it stayed until it died.
She came back the other night, Ben that is. We talked and read and were having a nice evening. Then, as we were getting ready for bed we heard a pleasant chirp. We thought it was Winry, my bird, at first. Then the chirping got louder and louder and we realized it was a cricket loose in the cabin.
Before we could decide what to do the cricket began to screech as if it were having a heart attack. A screeching cricket is a creepy sound and Ben and I, who had ventured off the bed, both leaped back on to safety. We hid on the bed until the screeching got out of hand and we realized we wouldn't be able to sleep so long as it kept up.
Bravely we left the bed, turned on all the lights, and tip toed across the floor. I grabbed a sword and Ben a bowl, and we proceeded to tear the flat apart looking for the panicked cricket.
We didn't find it. Between the swords falling over and flinging a picture off the wall, we thought it was coming from behind the picture, we scared it into silence. Hoping we had caused it to go outside and be eaten by the owl, or die of fright, we managed to get to sleep.
Two nights later I heard the chirping again. And since then it has sang itself to sleep every night in my house. The hunt is still on.
My life is filled with sword wielding adventures and ninja jumps on my bed. Need examples? Okay.
Ben sometimes comes to spend the night. We have tea and read and write and sometimes watch Anime and then sleep. Then sometimes we chase down crickets.
The first one was my fault. I allowed the school frog to spend the weekend with me and one of his crickets escaped while Ben was here. We managed to pin it under a cup, with a pile of books on top, where it stayed until it died.
She came back the other night, Ben that is. We talked and read and were having a nice evening. Then, as we were getting ready for bed we heard a pleasant chirp. We thought it was Winry, my bird, at first. Then the chirping got louder and louder and we realized it was a cricket loose in the cabin.
Before we could decide what to do the cricket began to screech as if it were having a heart attack. A screeching cricket is a creepy sound and Ben and I, who had ventured off the bed, both leaped back on to safety. We hid on the bed until the screeching got out of hand and we realized we wouldn't be able to sleep so long as it kept up.
Bravely we left the bed, turned on all the lights, and tip toed across the floor. I grabbed a sword and Ben a bowl, and we proceeded to tear the flat apart looking for the panicked cricket.
We didn't find it. Between the swords falling over and flinging a picture off the wall, we thought it was coming from behind the picture, we scared it into silence. Hoping we had caused it to go outside and be eaten by the owl, or die of fright, we managed to get to sleep.
Two nights later I heard the chirping again. And since then it has sang itself to sleep every night in my house. The hunt is still on.
July 23, 2017
"Um, I've been turned into a cow. Can I go home?"
I hate catching illnesses I don't know how to spell. They are fun to say but terrible to spell and make my dyslexic brain hurt. Let's see if spell check will fix it for me. I have bronchitis. Aw, look at that. Thank you, Spell Check.
In other news, am I the only one who feels like DC is jumping up and down beside Marvel yelling, "Pay attention to me!"
I finished a book last night, not reading though I did do a lot of that yesterday, but writing. HURRAY! When is it coming out? I don't know, there's a reason for this I don't want to get into right now.
I realized I leave my clothes out on the floor every night because if Peter Pan comes by I want them easy to get to so I don't have to go to Neverland in my jammies.
I am MAD about the new Doctor. And SAD. I am SAD AND MAD.
I should be strong enough to deck anyone who ever tries to mug me because of all the weight lifting I get in from all the books I carry with me.
I am SO CLOSE to having an ending for So Much Owed but something is stopping me. Mainly, GETTING the last chapter to work out for the ending. I think I just need to nab a fellow Author and brain storm.
Newsletter....that's coming. Once I can figure out how it works. There has to be an easier way for my non tech savvy brain. Anyone know any suggestions?
I went to a book sale with my sisters yesterday and we were SO GOOD and restrained ourselves and didn't buy out every book there like last year. Be proud.
I realized I like writing historical fiction war books.....
And now for the song!
What can I say, I love Owl City and this song is my new favorite. Also the musical is brilliant.
In other news, am I the only one who feels like DC is jumping up and down beside Marvel yelling, "Pay attention to me!"
I finished a book last night, not reading though I did do a lot of that yesterday, but writing. HURRAY! When is it coming out? I don't know, there's a reason for this I don't want to get into right now.
I realized I leave my clothes out on the floor every night because if Peter Pan comes by I want them easy to get to so I don't have to go to Neverland in my jammies.
I am MAD about the new Doctor. And SAD. I am SAD AND MAD.
I should be strong enough to deck anyone who ever tries to mug me because of all the weight lifting I get in from all the books I carry with me.
I am SO CLOSE to having an ending for So Much Owed but something is stopping me. Mainly, GETTING the last chapter to work out for the ending. I think I just need to nab a fellow Author and brain storm.
Newsletter....that's coming. Once I can figure out how it works. There has to be an easier way for my non tech savvy brain. Anyone know any suggestions?
I went to a book sale with my sisters yesterday and we were SO GOOD and restrained ourselves and didn't buy out every book there like last year. Be proud.
I realized I like writing historical fiction war books.....
And now for the song!
What can I say, I love Owl City and this song is my new favorite. Also the musical is brilliant.
July 16, 2017
"Look, stairs!"
I may not have a chance to post this week, just a heads up.
I have a bad cough so don't feel like posting anything else. All my wit, what little I have, has been coughed up.
Bye
I have a bad cough so don't feel like posting anything else. All my wit, what little I have, has been coughed up.
Bye
July 14, 2017
"Wohoo! Who's up for round two!....oh, tell the kid to be more careful."
Wherein Jack did a thing
Several things
First...no let's not do that. Because if I start with a first I will have to do a second and third and usually I get off track before I reach second.
I don't know where to begin.
Writing is picking up. I am working on several projects at the moment, just having trouble starting an editing project. I want to polish up So Much Owed and send it off to my publisher, but I have this block in front of me. A fear, or....naw, it's a fear. I really admire the Tuskegee Airmen and fear I am ruining my story of them.
To keep myself motivated, and challenged, I am writing with different methods. I am writing today's Title Reveal entirely on my typewriter. Another new project will, for the most part, be written with quill and ink. And a third project will be written the un-creative way, on my computer.
Okay, now that I got your attention to listen to that update of sorts.....ARE YOU READY?
FOR WHAT?
TO POP!
POP....oh wait, wrong readiness.
Here, I shall be nice.
Blurb: Growing up they never played Cowboys and Indians but Soldiers and Doctors.
Hunter and Colt West grew up in the back hills of the Ozarks, hearing stories of a war far away in a place called Vietnam. Though different from each other, the brothers are as close as brothers can get and spend all their time together.
Hunter works to become a doctor while Dean spends his days dreaming of the day he can join the army like his dad and uncle did. Colt's only fear, that the war will be over by the time he is old enough to join. It comes as no surprise to Hunter that on Colt's 18th birthday he signs up to fight in Vietnam.
Though they've never been apart, the brothers prepare for an overseas separation. During their farewell things go terribly wrong and Hunter's rash actions make Colt an enemy of his commanding officer. When Colt makes it to basic the officer makes his life a living nightmare, a nightmare which follows him all the way to Vietnam and the nightmare which is called the war there.
Skilled as a sniper, Colt's missions are already dangerous. But when his officer seeks revenge Colt is taken prisoner, where chances of survival are slim.
Back home, when Hunter learns of his brother's capture there is only one option for him. Leaving behind his own little office, he joins the army as a medic and ships overseas with one mission in mind. To find his little brother and bring him home alive.
Several things
First...no let's not do that. Because if I start with a first I will have to do a second and third and usually I get off track before I reach second.
I don't know where to begin.
Writing is picking up. I am working on several projects at the moment, just having trouble starting an editing project. I want to polish up So Much Owed and send it off to my publisher, but I have this block in front of me. A fear, or....naw, it's a fear. I really admire the Tuskegee Airmen and fear I am ruining my story of them.
To keep myself motivated, and challenged, I am writing with different methods. I am writing today's Title Reveal entirely on my typewriter. Another new project will, for the most part, be written with quill and ink. And a third project will be written the un-creative way, on my computer.
Okay, now that I got your attention to listen to that update of sorts.....ARE YOU READY?
FOR WHAT?
TO POP!
POP....oh wait, wrong readiness.
Here, I shall be nice.
Blurb: Growing up they never played Cowboys and Indians but Soldiers and Doctors.
Hunter and Colt West grew up in the back hills of the Ozarks, hearing stories of a war far away in a place called Vietnam. Though different from each other, the brothers are as close as brothers can get and spend all their time together.
Hunter works to become a doctor while Dean spends his days dreaming of the day he can join the army like his dad and uncle did. Colt's only fear, that the war will be over by the time he is old enough to join. It comes as no surprise to Hunter that on Colt's 18th birthday he signs up to fight in Vietnam.
Though they've never been apart, the brothers prepare for an overseas separation. During their farewell things go terribly wrong and Hunter's rash actions make Colt an enemy of his commanding officer. When Colt makes it to basic the officer makes his life a living nightmare, a nightmare which follows him all the way to Vietnam and the nightmare which is called the war there.
Skilled as a sniper, Colt's missions are already dangerous. But when his officer seeks revenge Colt is taken prisoner, where chances of survival are slim.
Back home, when Hunter learns of his brother's capture there is only one option for him. Leaving behind his own little office, he joins the army as a medic and ships overseas with one mission in mind. To find his little brother and bring him home alive.
July 12, 2017
"You'll have to let me go on being an idiot a little while longer."
Meet the wildlife...also known as Jack lives IN a farm
Dog: Dog is my dearest pet, don't tell the others. She shares my secret identity and adventures. She is my constant companion. She goes on hikes with me and would even go to work with me were it allowed. Sadly, it is not.
Chang: The hamster. Named after Tintin's best friend, he is fat and nocturnal, but like his namesake is very sweet...except when he feels the need to randomly nybble my fingers.
Basla: A beta fish. Small, ladylike, but as far as fish go with a good sense of exploration. She was named after a book/ anime character. a lady warrior who is also very sweet and caring.
Winry: Last on my list is the bird. The bird everyone cringed at me getting. She also takes after her namesake - Winry Rockwell from Fullmetal. She loves to be loud and make everyone know she is around. She loves to sing, but only with the Piano Guys and Lindsey Stirling. She's not all that fond of Owl City, something we are working on.
Sadly, the kitten Nat is no longer a part of the wildlife as I wasn't allowed to keep her. Hence the smaller pets who live in cages. I would add a snake to this farm but SOMEONE forbade me from getting one.
The End.
Quote is from Pandora Hearts
Dog: Dog is my dearest pet, don't tell the others. She shares my secret identity and adventures. She is my constant companion. She goes on hikes with me and would even go to work with me were it allowed. Sadly, it is not.
Chang: The hamster. Named after Tintin's best friend, he is fat and nocturnal, but like his namesake is very sweet...except when he feels the need to randomly nybble my fingers.
Basla: A beta fish. Small, ladylike, but as far as fish go with a good sense of exploration. She was named after a book/ anime character. a lady warrior who is also very sweet and caring.
Winry: Last on my list is the bird. The bird everyone cringed at me getting. She also takes after her namesake - Winry Rockwell from Fullmetal. She loves to be loud and make everyone know she is around. She loves to sing, but only with the Piano Guys and Lindsey Stirling. She's not all that fond of Owl City, something we are working on.
Sadly, the kitten Nat is no longer a part of the wildlife as I wasn't allowed to keep her. Hence the smaller pets who live in cages. I would add a snake to this farm but SOMEONE forbade me from getting one.
The End.
Quote is from Pandora Hearts
July 10, 2017
"Because I love you I insist you run."
COMING THIS WEEK!
TITLE REVEAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
FRIDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TITLE REVEAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
FRIDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
July 5, 2017
"Banana!"
Because the Forth was yesterday.
Also, I am working on setting up a newsletter! Once I can figure out how it works I will pass on more information about it.
Quote is from Despicable Me.
Also, I am working on setting up a newsletter! Once I can figure out how it works I will pass on more information about it.
Quote is from Despicable Me.
July 1, 2017
"You should know this is the strangest thing I've ever done!"
Wherein Jack does weird things
She blogs in the third person sometimes
She doesn't step on cracks as much as possible, you can guess why
When she goes barefoot she walks toe to heel, not heel to toe so she can walk like the Indians did.
She eats cold beans from the can
She sometimes whines like a toddler
She randomly salutes people
She was once known for sardines
When she is stressed she buys pets
She names her pets after book and anime characters
She's been ordered not to get anymore pets
She laughs at her own jokes because no one else will
She kills plants, not on purpose
And lastly, she loves her bed.
If you don't know where the quote is from I disown you.
She blogs in the third person sometimes
She doesn't step on cracks as much as possible, you can guess why
When she goes barefoot she walks toe to heel, not heel to toe so she can walk like the Indians did.
She eats cold beans from the can
She sometimes whines like a toddler
She randomly salutes people
She was once known for sardines
When she is stressed she buys pets
She names her pets after book and anime characters
She's been ordered not to get anymore pets
She laughs at her own jokes because no one else will
She kills plants, not on purpose
And lastly, she loves her bed.
If you don't know where the quote is from I disown you.
