The other day I came across an article on how in the Music business, the top 1pt make 77 pct of the money. Seeing how this could soon apply to the writing world I sent the link to the Blog "The Passive Voice" A famous blog about the writing industry. He put it in his blog and said -"Thanks Gary for the Tip." Granted, it would have been nice to get a full name mention, but still. I know. Here's the link.
http://www.thepassivevoice.com/03/2014/how-digital-music-services-may-be-fuelling-a-superstar-artist-economy/
Saturday, March 8, 2014
Thursday, March 6, 2014
Possible openings for a story
Hook1
When an alien
lands in your back yard you pay attention. That’s an outer space alien, not a
cross the border immigrant type alien.
When the girl
next door becomes a cheerleader and spends her afternoons practicing in her
back yard, you pay attention. When said alien abducts said cheerleader, you
should maybe do something about it.
At least that
was what I figured when it happened to me.
Well, technically it happened to Haley next door. She was the one being
thrown over its shoulder and carried back to its ship.
Hook2
The cell door
clanged like an out of tune church bell. Waves of failure and shame washed
through my body. Well that’s it, the bottom. A man couldn’t fail at life any
more than I had.
Two days later I
found out how wrong I had been. They put my son into the cell next to mine.
Hook3
Dear Mr.
Johnson.
Please don’t
delete this email. It is not a joke. I can confirm that with the words “Red
Elephants”. Yes, that is correct, your mother’s secret word to let you know it
was she that had sent the person to pick you up from day care. Remember the day
she gave it to you, it was raining, hard. She told you in the old station
wagon, on the way to day care. You remember. I know you do because I remember.
Steve, this
Email is from the future, your future. Six years in the future to be exact.
Hook4
She walked into
my life like an angel floating on a cloud of indifference. A goddess sent to
earth to tempt man into being something better.
My best friend had become the Angel she was
always meant to be. The only question, did she know it. Would she ever figure
it out.
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