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Get on over to the CCC!

Hello there!  Today I wanted to write about a great little site that I go t introduced to by Aaron Pogue over at Unstressed Syllables.

If you are a writer and haven’t checked out Aaron’s stuff, do it.  He is very talented at teaching writing, which is good seeings as how he teaches writing on the college level too.  He also has an incredibly easy to use ebook out about how to write an ebook!  It is called How To Build An Ebook (affiliate link).  Check it out, you will be impressed.  I have another post that my lazy butt has to write about this book.

But today, I want to talk about the CCC, which is the Creative Copy Challenge.  This Site is run by Shane Arthur and he is a nut for some good writing.  Every Monday and Thursday he posts a new challenge.  Yesterday, May 20, he posted #42.  what you get is a list of 10 words or short phrases that you are challenged to “create a cohesive, creative short story tying all the words together!”

Sounds daunting doesn’t it?  Honestly I don’t think so.  I have been waiting for the words to be posted  and then writing my stories.  It has been kind of wild to see where my story goes based on inspiration from some randomly selected words.   What is really interesting is how many different ways that authors work with the same 10 words.

I started writing over there just for fun but it is addictive and I just keep doing more.  There are short self contained stories, there are really short works that ONLY use the challenge words, and then there are some silly people that feel compelled to put up a new chapter for their novel twice a week.

I am almost one of those.  Mine are not as long as Aaron’s up there but they are coming.  There are a few people in the challenge that are writing long stories, still using the challenge words but building on what has come previously.  Shane has graciously put up a page linked to each persons longer story so it can be read all at once.

Some others, like me, have created their own sites to show off all of the challenges.  You can see all of my stuff at my original Blog at http://delphiusbogue.wordpress.com.

Head on over to the Creative Copy Challenge and check it out.  If you have writers block this can help force you to write something.  If you just want to put something out to the world that has nothing to do with your blog, do it.  If you want to read some great stories head on over and do it.  There are some good things going on over there.  Just be warned, it is addictive.  The FDA may have to regulate it at some point.

Have a great day!

-Justin

July 4th

This has been a fine weekend to be an American.  I know there are those who may be reading this that are not Americans, so please bear with me.  Yesterday was July 4, 2010.  “I knew that” you are saying to yourself, and to the entire world, it was just another day.

For us Americans, the Fourth of July is a national holiday.  It is the day when we celebrate our independence from England.   The past aside, July fourth is one of my favorite holidays.

I love going to local festivals and just being with other people who are there to celebrate.  Some people, I think, do not really grasp the entire meaning of the Fourth of July.  They are there wearing Red, White and Blue, and singing the national anthem with everyone else, but if you ask them why, they may not know.

This post is not the do all, be all of July 4th history.  I don’t want or intend it to be.  What I am hoping to convey is what it means to be free and have a day to commemorate that.  It doesn’t matter what country you live in, you should be proud to live there.

234 years ago, British citizens living in North America decided that they were tired of being taxed by England without having representation in Parliament.  Lots of history skipped here, but suffice it to say that they decided that it was time to break with the King and England herself and be an Independent country.

On July 4th, 1776 Thomas Jefferson wrote one of the most important documents in the history of the world.  “We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.”  These may be some of the most important words ever written down.

Most people know of that passage of the Declaration of Independence.  Many have not even read it.  I have included the full text at the bottom of this post.

It took years, but finally in 1787, the Constitution of the United States of America was written and signed, making us an independent Country.   The flag was adopted and we kept the Red, White, and Blue colors that we had as part of Great Britian.  Those symbols still mean Freedom to us.

Today, the Fourth of July is a huge holiday.  It is a time when, well, Our second President John Adams said it best: (he was off a couple of days but he really meant the 4th) The Second Day of July 1776, will be the most memorable Epocha, in the History of America. I am apt to believe that it will be celebrated, by succeeding Generations, as the great anniversary Festival. It ought to be commemorated, as the Day of Deliverance by solemn Acts of Devotion to God Almighty. It ought to be solemnized with Pomp and Parade, with Shews, Games, Sports, Guns, Bells, Bonfires and Illuminations from one End of this Continent to the other from this Time forward forever more. You will think me transported with Enthusiasm but I am not. I am well aware of the Toil and Blood and Treasure, that it will cost Us to maintain this Declaration, and support and defend these States. Yet through all the Gloom I can see the Rays of ravishing Light and Glory. I can see that the End is more than worth all the Means. And that Posterity will tryumph in that Days Transaction, even altho We should rue it, which I trust in God We shall not.

It is hard to argue with that.  July 4th is a time to remember those tired, bedraggled men who vanquished the great army of King George.  It is a time to remember that so many died for the right to be free.  It is a time to remember all of those through our history who have fought and died for our freedom.

It is a day to stand proud wearing the colors of our country, when we can all sing together the praises of Our Country and salute the flag that is so important.  In the movie The Patriot, one of the characters during the Revolutionary War picks up a worn out and bedraggled flag.  The flag is full of holes and is dirty.

Through the next few scenes he is shown sewing patches onto the flag, making it whole again.  Eventually, he is killed and his Father leads a group of Militia into a huge battle with the British, holding that flag that is now whole again.

It is a very emotional scene.  It is also something that I hope to always remember, and impart to others.  What may have seemed only a dirty piece of cloth to some, represented an idea that couldn’t die.  It couldn’t be left in the mud and forgotten.

Yesterday we gathered together as citizens of the United States of America.  Brothers and Sisters of one Nation.  A community that shared a barbecue, a festival, some good music, and some fireworks.  This is the type of thing that the Founders of this country must have hoped for.  A place where the citizens can do what they want, Free.

I love this Country that I call home.  Through all of  the politics and taxes and whatever else, This Country is Free.  Men and women for over 200 years have guaranteed, with their lives, that freedom.  I love to look at the flag flying in the breeze and to remember those people.

I love to be with my community and to feel patriotic.  I strive for that every day.

Whatever country you live in, feel patriotic.  Wherever you are, keep the history of your country in mind whenever you look at your flag.

I am an American.  I love America.  Today, July 5th, I am heading into the hospital with my wife to welcome Baby #4.

**Pre-Update, The baby came on July 1st!  It was a Boy! Still close to the Fourth.**

I couldn’t be more proud or more happy to have a child born so close to my favorite holiday.  That child will be free.  That child will be a patriot.  He or She will always have fireworks for their birthday.

Please read the Declaration of Independence below and remember what defined us as Americans.

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Thanks, Justin


IN CONGRESS, JULY 4, 1776
The unanimous Declaration of the thirteen united States of America

When in the Course of human events it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature’s God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. — That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, — That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security. — Such has been the patient sufferance of these Colonies; and such is now the necessity which constrains them to alter their former Systems of Government. The history of the present King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute Tyranny over these States. To prove this, let Facts be submitted to a candid world.

He has refused his Assent to Laws, the most wholesome and necessary for the public good.

He has forbidden his Governors to pass Laws of immediate and pressing importance, unless suspended in their operation till his Assent should be obtained; and when so suspended, he has utterly neglected to attend to them.

He has refused to pass other Laws for the accommodation of large districts of people, unless those people would relinquish the right of Representation in the Legislature, a right inestimable to them and formidable to tyrants only.

He has called together legislative bodies at places unusual, uncomfortable, and distant from the depository of their Public Records, for the sole purpose of fatiguing them into compliance with his measures.

He has dissolved Representative Houses repeatedly, for opposing with manly firmness his invasions on the rights of the people.

He has refused for a long time, after such dissolutions, to cause others to be elected, whereby the Legislative Powers, incapable of Annihilation, have returned to the People at large for their exercise; the State remaining in the mean time exposed to all the dangers of invasion from without, and convulsions within.

He has endeavoured to prevent the population of these States; for that purpose obstructing the Laws for Naturalization of Foreigners; refusing to pass others to encourage their migrations hither, and raising the conditions of new Appropriations of Lands.

He has obstructed the Administration of Justice by refusing his Assent to Laws for establishing Judiciary Powers.

He has made Judges dependent on his Will alone for the tenure of their offices, and the amount and payment of their salaries.

He has erected a multitude of New Offices, and sent hither swarms of Officers to harass our people and eat out their substance.

He has kept among us, in times of peace, Standing Armies without the Consent of our legislatures.

He has affected to render the Military independent of and superior to the Civil Power.

He has combined with others to subject us to a jurisdiction foreign to our constitution, and unacknowledged by our laws; giving his Assent to their Acts of pretended Legislation:

For quartering large bodies of armed troops among us:

For protecting them, by a mock Trial from punishment for any Murders which they should commit on the Inhabitants of these States:

For cutting off our Trade with all parts of the world:

For imposing Taxes on us without our Consent:

For depriving us in many cases, of the benefit of Trial by Jury:

For transporting us beyond Seas to be tried for pretended offences:

For abolishing the free System of English Laws in a neighbouring Province, establishing therein an Arbitrary government, and enlarging its Boundaries so as to render it at once an example and fit instrument for introducing the same absolute rule into these Colonies

For taking away our Charters, abolishing our most valuable Laws and altering fundamentally the Forms of our Governments:

For suspending our own Legislatures, and declaring themselves invested with power to legislate for us in all cases whatsoever.

He has abdicated Government here, by declaring us out of his Protection and waging War against us.

He has plundered our seas, ravaged our coasts, burnt our towns, and destroyed the lives of our people.

He is at this time transporting large Armies of foreign Mercenaries to compleat the works of death, desolation, and tyranny, already begun with circumstances of Cruelty & Perfidy scarcely paralleled in the most barbarous ages, and totally unworthy the Head of a civilized nation.

He has constrained our fellow Citizens taken Captive on the high Seas to bear Arms against their Country, to become the executioners of their friends and Brethren, or to fall themselves by their Hands.

He has excited domestic insurrections amongst us, and has endeavoured to bring on the inhabitants of our frontiers, the merciless Indian Savages whose known rule of warfare, is an undistinguished destruction of all ages, sexes and conditions.

In every stage of these Oppressions We have Petitioned for Redress in the most humble terms: Our repeated Petitions have been answered only by repeated injury. A Prince, whose character is thus marked by every act which may define a Tyrant, is unfit to be the ruler of a free people.

Nor have We been wanting in attentions to our British brethren. We have warned them from time to time of attempts by their legislature to extend an unwarrantable jurisdiction over us. We have reminded them of the circumstances of our emigration and settlement here. We have appealed to their native justice and magnanimity, and we have conjured them by the ties of our common kindred to disavow these usurpations, which would inevitably interrupt our connections and correspondence. They too have been deaf to the voice of justice and of consanguinity. We must, therefore, acquiesce in the necessity, which denounces our Separation, and hold them, as we hold the rest of mankind, Enemies in War, in Peace Friends.

We, therefore, the Representatives of the united States of America, in General Congress, Assembled, appealing to the Supreme Judge of the world for the rectitude of our intentions, do, in the Name, and by Authority of the good People of these Colonies, solemnly publish and declare, That these united Colonies are, and of Right ought to be Free and Independent States, that they are Absolved from all Allegiance to the British Crown, and that all political connection between them and the State of Great Britain, is and ought to be totally dissolved; and that as Free and Independent States, they have full Power to levy War, conclude Peace, contract Alliances, establish Commerce, and to do all other Acts and Things which Independent States may of right do. — And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes, and our sacred Honor.

— John Hancock

New Hampshire:
Josiah Bartlett, William Whipple, Matthew Thornton

Massachusetts:
John Hancock, Samuel Adams, John Adams, Robert Treat Paine, Elbridge Gerry

Rhode Island:
Stephen Hopkins, William Ellery

Connecticut:
Roger Sherman, Samuel Huntington, William Williams, Oliver Wolcott

New York:
William Floyd, Philip Livingston, Francis Lewis, Lewis Morris

New Jersey:
Richard Stockton, John Witherspoon, Francis Hopkinson, John Hart, Abraham Clark

Pennsylvania:
Robert Morris, Benjamin Rush, Benjamin Franklin, John Morton, George Clymer, James Smith, George Taylor, James Wilson, George Ross

Delaware:
Caesar Rodney, George Read, Thomas McKean

Maryland:
Samuel Chase, William Paca, Thomas Stone, Charles Carroll of Carrollton

Virginia:
George Wythe, Richard Henry Lee, Thomas Jefferson, Benjamin Harrison, Thomas Nelson, Jr., Francis Lightfoot Lee, Carter Braxton

North Carolina:
William Hooper, Joseph Hewes, John Penn

South Carolina:
Edward Rutledge, Thomas Heyward, Jr., Thomas Lynch, Jr., Arthur Middleton

Georgia:
Button Gwinnett, Lyman Hall, George Walton

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Fiction Saturday 3! The Man With the Hazy Suit Part 1

**Hey folks this is a reprint of part 1 of The Man With the Hazy Suit that origonally ran on May 8, 2010.  I have been few and far between regular posts this summer, and that is the same thing that has killed some of my favorite TV shows, like Alias.  So I am going to rerun the whole story and finish it strong!  Thanks for reading for the first time or rereading if you have been here before.  The Choose your own adventure aspect is not available anymore.**Posted again 9/11/10

***6 August 2011.  I am re-re-running this again.  I will finish it this time.  It has been over a year since I started this story and it should be finished.  It will be a free e-book when it is finished, so look forward to that if you want the whole thing.  More details will follow with that.  Thanks for your patience.***

Good Morning my fine friends!  I hope you are as excited as I to get to this new tale of murder and strange intrigue.  This is a story I have ideas and scenes for but I have not written it yet.  My other stories were written previously and I just edited them into posts. This story will unravel as it goes.
At some key points, I am going to have a poll, where you dear readers, will have a choice as to what path the story will take.  In the end, we will have the blog version of the story and the alternates all packaged like one of those old “Choose your own adventure” books.  I loved those books. I don’t know how long this story is going to go.

In a previous poll I asked how far was too far for the story, and the most votes was on keep going until the story plays out.  That is where we are today.  This will probably go on for a while.

There is not a vote today, but there should be next week.   It will be open until Tuesday noon MDT.  At that point the direction of the story will be determined by the most votes!

For today, and without further adieu, I present:

The Man With The Hazy Suit

Part 1

The man was dead.  We were finished.  The Wilton County Sherrif’s department was convinced that the “Gas Can Killer” had been killed in Murphy Park, in a hail of bullets from every deputy in the vicinity.  As far as the Captain was concerned, the case was over. We would never know who he was and why he became a killer.

I was finishing some paperwork as the medical examiner was taking the body away.  As ranking officer on the scene, I had bagged the items found on his person and was completing the list of items for the official file.  I had written down a Swiss Army type pocketknife; 2 small boxes of penny matches, one full, the other with 3 remaining; a nail file; and a small scrap of paper. What was on the paper could have been a clue to his identity, or it could have been gibberish.  “NCCS 1658 10-33-58”  That was what it said.  Written hurridley in a shaky hand with red magic marker.  The paper wasn’t much bigger than a golden dollar.  It appeared to be plain notebook paper.  I wrote the inscription in my personal notebook.  Something to think about later.

Back at the station, all of his belongings were boxed up with the case files and stored later that day.  Finished.  The papers would report it later that afternoon.

The phone on my desk rang.  “Sergeant Tompson” I answered.  It was a reporter.  I filled in some details on the case as I knew them and hung up reminded about the message on the scrap of paper.  I opened my notebook and looked at what I had written again.  NCCS 1658 10-33-58.  What could that possibly mean? It looked like a Star Trek reference.

I turned to my computer and typed the reference into Google.  No results.  I tried NCCS.  Nothing promising.  “Think Mike” I told myself.  “Think”.  The phone at the main desk rang and was answered by someone.  I wasn’t paying much attention until I heard the typical answer, “Wilton County Sherrif, how can I help you?”  Something clicked in my head. Wilton County.  Wilton County, North Carolina.  It couldn’t be that easy could it?  North Carolina, NC.

I started plugging in North Carolina and CS.  Google returned North Carolina Central Station.  A Bus Depot.  Could it be such a cliche thing as the North Carolina Central Bus Station?  A locker?  1658? That was too easy, I thought as I gathered up my notebook and keys on my way out of the station.  I was going to check it out.  Maybe I could find some finality to the case.  We would have to see.

I pulled my cruiser into the North Carolina Central Bus Station parking lot and noticed the sign.  NCCS.  Bingo.  I headed inside and looked for lockers.  A whole wall on the left hand side of the station was segmented into rows of lockers.  I headed that way.

The first row of lockers held 1000-1100.  I went to the next.  1100-1200.  And so it went until the next to the last row.  1600-1700.  I started searching for 1658.  And there it was.  Grey and battered, with a small combination lock on it.

These lockers were rented for weeks at a time.  The contract must not be up yet, or the lock would have been cut off.  I was nervous with excitement.  What could that locker hold?

I looked back to my notebook and tried the 3 numbers as the combination.  The lock opened.  This was way too easy.  Something had to be, well, wrong for it to be this easy.  I took a deep breath and lifted the latch. Inside there were 13 yellow legal pads, filled with a tight handwriting.

My hands shook as I took them out of the locker and headed to a bench in the station where I started to read.

My name is Aaron Goodwin.  If you are reading this, I am dead.  And all for the better.”  This opening line made my heart skip a beat.  I decided to read the rest before calling it in.

I had never been interested in anything to do with the law.  Sure I had read detective stories as a kid but I never thought I would be in one.  I am sittting here now, trying to figure out what to do with the information that I have gathered.  The outcome does not look good, for me.  I need to get all of this out, get all of this written down so no matter what happens, there will be a record of the truth.  It may be cliche, but I have to do this.”

I knew there was a long night of reading ahead of me.  I couldn’t read this here.  I stood and forced myself not to run to my car.  I resisted the urge to drive home at full speed, lights and sirens blaring.  I had found something great.

That’s all for today!  Join us next week for more of The Man With the Hazy Suit!

What did you think?  Comments are open below!

-Justin

I Have Hit 3 Months! Time for the Happy Dance!

Hello all you wonderful people!  Well it is because of you that this post is here today.  This marks my 3 month blogging milestone!  That is 3 months since I bought my domain name and started working.  I am still here, I am not quitting, and I am getting more traffic than ever.  Not as much as I would like but hat is coming.

I am not going to list my stats here again, I think I just did that a week or so ago.  Today I wanted to hit something else, related but not the same.  I am heading toward 6 months with several people that are going to keep me on the path.  I will be a professional blogger.  Just hide and watch.

Here is my point, there is a time in whatever path you have chosen where it gets hard.  I don’t believe it is ever too hard to bear, I am not going to go off on religion but it works for me when the times get hard.  What is even harder but much more important is to be able to pull yourself together and keep going.

When the world seems like it is falling in and you are going to be stuck at the bottom of the sewage pile, there is something inside of each and every one of us that can climb out of the  pit and stand to the side.  You may get sprayed and dumped on but you do not have to be at the bottom.  There is always hope.

I can see why 3 months is an important milestone for a blogger.  There is the doubt that any of this is worth it.  There is the “nothing is happening so why bother anymore” effect that comes about when you do not have a focus.  There is the unwillingness to adapt, the unwillingness to “pay your dues” that puts many people off.

This world is overwhelming, with all of the information out there it is hard to see where to go.  There is plenty of discouragement waiting, on how many blogs are out there, how you need to be top in Alexa, how your lovingly crafted e-book is probably going to end up with the millions of others in mediocrity.  It can be hard to navigate the forest for the sheer fact that the forest is there.

But I have a chainsaw and the overwhelming desire to cut my own path.  I have adopted a new philosophy that doesn’t listen to people and their discouragement.  I will continue to put out my own stuff and if it fails then it fails; I have other things to take its place.

Building and interacting with the world via my humble cable modem is so much fun I am sure it will be illegal in the near future.  I am going to keep it up.  I am going to be successful.  I am going to quash all of the naysayers.  I will make money with my blog.  I really don’t want to deliver pizzas.

Please feel free to comment below, sign up for my RSS feed and most importantly my mailing list! Special content and discounts abound for those select few on my list.  and I promise not to shovel crap to your inbox, you may get a couple of emails a month.  Max.

-Justin

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