Writing

At the time, I was reading a number of different books, some purchased, some through online story sites. I was looking for a book, one that examined the minds of those involved in the BDSM lifestyle. I read dozens of books, and found nothing that remotely approached what I wanted to read. Frustrated, I left the stories and started reading other books. I read Rocket Boys by Homer Hickam. I remembered reading a fictional book of his some years back, and figured the autobiographical story of his youth would be moderately interesting. I did not imagine that it would be the spark of inspiration.

Then I remembered something else. Homer Hickam had written in his book Back to the Moon that he wrote the story because he couldn't find one to read. He had scoured the Science Fiction sections of libraries and book stores and nobody was writing a book about returning to the moon. So he wrote one, because it was what he wanted to read.

I started out with a couple ball point pens, and a composition notebook, you know the ones, and I started to think about the story I wanted to read. I wanted two lost souls who were searching for each other. I wanted it to be a love story, of sacrifice, trust, exploration, understanding, and loyalty. I wanted the man to be better than anyone, and I wanted the woman to be searching for John Wayne. But mostly, I wanted the story of how they met, fell in love, lived, and died, all with BDSM wrapped through the story.

I wrote, and then I re-wrote, and then I typed, and then I re-typed. Self Publishing was unknown to me, so I put my story online, and it got very favorable reviews, and some very critical comments. Mostly due to my complete lack of an editor, and some silly mistakes I made in my writing. As part of a challenge from one of my readers, I wrote a short story, and it was well received. The story has been out there for years, and I still get the occasional email telling me how much someone liked it.

My editing skills are so horrid that I consider that one of my major flaws. Perhaps one day, I'll dedicate more time to the thing, but for now, I have a job, a family, and a million other things that need my attention more.