the final round of the Halloween Flash Fiction is upon us, the story is written and submitted. the final round is judged by the authors who participated so i have no idea how thats going to work, will they be salty over losing? will they be fair? will they like the story?

we'll find out wensday

jake

Halloween Flash Fiction Contest

Well tonight Christy Foster and I wrote our entry for the final round of the Flash fiction contest it is in editing as I write this, and will go out to beta readers tonight, any changes will be done tomorrow and this will be need to be turned in by 12p on Sunday so that it can be uploaded for the anthology that all of the stories will be published in through Smashwords

jake

Ugh

Going to pick up the computer, its not fixed, they ordered the wrong part. I told them i needed to come pick it up anyhow and i'll deal with the issues until they get the right part. The final round if the flash fiction round starts thursday they can have it back Monday

Got up and went to church today, just a little country church. The music stunk and there wasnt any lights or giant TV screens and bells and whistles but the pastor preached good so what else do you need?

We are a family of 7 so yea we take up a whole pew :)

Been in major pain the last couple of days. Usually i just suffer through it but i've had to get into the pain pills and have been taking half of one, it helps a little but makes me foggy. I could be on them all the time but i hate how they make me feel.
Still no computer, i really want to get back to writing. But on the bright side i spend a few minutes here and there organizing and mapping out future projects and this is good.

Even though it may seem like i am complaining i'm not. Life is good! And i have better than i deserve..........

Jake

Well......

Still no computer :(

They had to order yet another part. Hopefully soon?
In the mean time i am still working on organizational stuff and mapping out chapters on the next project. Or what i think will be the next project.

Jake

Computer guy called today, my computer still isn't done.
I'm glad he called and checked in but dang this is starting to suck.

Hard to do anything without a puter.

In other news, i bow have five children instead of four. We have a 7 yo boy, three 11 yo girls, and one 12 yo boy

Life is good

Blah blah

Still no computer, another book idea in the works. I literally have more projects than i can handle...... its horrible :)

In other news only 3 weeks until the election .... i'll be glad when its over

Jake

Boring saturday

Pretty boring, rainy, gloomy saturday.
Yesterday i got 10 chapters mapped out for a future project. Ive never had a project this organized before. Wonder if its really going to help?

I have one chapter left on the reclamation project. And then in to something new. Someday i am going to have to start the editing process

Really need to get my computer back from the shop

Jake

The computer is in the shop so no writing for the time being.

Its not a bad thing really gives me a break and forces me to organize which i do by hand. Pen and paper are useful tools even in this age of electronics

Jake

Yay!!!!!

Great news Christy and I won the the first round of the Halloween Flash Fiction contest!!!!

later this month we will be given a "Prompt" that will tell us how to proceed and what to topic possibly to write for the final round there will be four of us in the final round. so we just got done with week 2 of the contest and round 3 submissions can be submitted friday and then voting again on monday. so we have a little bit of a wait.

contest!!!!

as of right now the voting for the halloween flash fiction contest i did with the Brilliant Christy Foster is going great but we could use some more votes!

please read the story at the link below and vote in the comments

http://nondeplumeblog.blogspot.com/2012/10/entry-a4.html

Today is voting day for the Flash fiction piece i did with Christy Foster.

please go and check it out, if you like it then please vote for it down at the bottom of the page in the comments section.

thank you

jake

http://nondeplumeblog.blogspot.com/2012/10/entry-a4.html

Plans and land mines.

so i had a plan as far as what i had hoped to have accomplished by Christmas of this year and  of next year and i felt good that i would be able to meet the goal and everything would work out.

well we all know how life goes, looks like part of my plan isnt going to happen. it always comes down to money.... or the lack of it i guess. doesnt seem like i will be able to get the website up at this point, which was very important to one of my projects, so i guess i need a new plan?

in the meantime i keep writing, i have plenty of project ideas so there is no problem there, but still i'd be lying if i said i wasnt a little bummed tho.

on a good note i am working on the last chapter i need to write for the "Reclamation" project so i am hoping to have it done this week and then i have the hard decision of what to work on next?

do i keep plugging away at other projects or do i attempt to at least start editing something, or both?

and what will my next project be? i got tons of ideas.

all in all not a horrible place to be, but man i really want that website going!

jake

Guys please consider voting for my collaboration story for the halloween flash fiction contest

Voting starts Monday!!!

jake

http://nondeplumeblog.blogspot.com/2012/10/entry-a4.html

Halloween Flash Fiction contest entry

Here is the link to the link to the collaboration between myself and Christy Lynn Foster

please enjoy!

http://nondeplumeblog.blogspot.com/2012/10/entry-a4.html

Billy Carver

By:

Jason Mueller and Christy Lynn Foster

Billy watched the ghastly scene play out before his eyes in the low light. Halloween was his favorite holiday of the year. He loved costumes, candy, and being scared. His parents had told him he couldn’t go trick-or-treating this year because he was fourteen now and “too old”. How could you be too old for fun?, he thought. He decided a Halloween movie could be fun. Despite what his parents said, he was going to enjoy tonight.  
The doorbell rang. He stopped watching the grisly murder-in-progress and stalked to the door. Yanking the door wide open, he was face-to-face with a princess. "Hi," she cooed, standing there in all her glorious splendor. “Trick or treat?”
“Oh look, a beautiful princess!” Billy exclaimed with well-practiced fake happiness, dumping a handful of Tootsie Rolls into the bag she held up to him. Her crown slid forward on her head, causing her to jerk the bag around and spilling the chocolate treats on the porch. Annoyed, but still polite, like any good boy should be, he helped her pick them up and shoved them into her bag.
“Umm, nice costume. You look really scary,” she said as he slammed the door ending the disturbance.
I don’t even have a costume on! Stupid little kids always trying to kiss an older kid’s ass. Lame, he thought nearly speaking aloud to the empty room out of pure aggravation. How dare she interrupt his Halloween movie?
The movie was immediately unpaused as he stepped back into the living room. The killer wielded a butcher knife and continued finishing off his victims. Billy watched in utter fascination as the killer did his work slashing and cutting, sending blood splatters in crazy patterns. The folks on CSI would give up in confusion or make a case-study out of his work if they saw it. He carved their faces, turning them into human jack o'lanterns; the killer was going to make sure they celebrated Halloween too.
Looks like they get a trick and the killer gets a treat, Billy thought with a chuckle.
Billy watched in silent awe as the killer, who he could never quite see, dragged the bodies to the dining room and placed them at the table. The father in his chair at the end, the mother to his left, and another young woman slumped lazily in her chair to the right. Happy little family.
Billy wondered if the young woman had a brother that she treated the same way his sick bitch of a sister always did him. Walking around half-naked, taunting him with comments like, “What are you looking at, perv?” when flashing him, sneaking her boyfriends into the house, and breaking all the rules. When mom and dad were out at the Knights of Columbus, she would screw whatever loser dredges she found on the street anywhere from the couch, kitchen, and even Billy’s own room. The poster child of perfection to her folks, always going to confession and pretending to be their angel, but took every chance she could to walk in on him in the bathroom or randomly touch him in ways a sister should not touch her baby brother. He was never any trouble, but always treated like the bad one. I bet the killer wouldn’t take that!, Billy mused angrily.
The killer finally had his project in place and went rummaging through the house trying to find candles. After what seemed like forever to Billy, the candles were lit and glowing on top of their heads. The killer screamed and cursed waving the knife like a conductor of a twisted symphony. Something must not be right with his creation.
He left the family in place and came back with an assortment of tools. In true festive pumpkin-carving technique, the killer hummed happily as he cut a section of scalp off the top of the father’s head, exposing the skull. Then, using a small saw he attempted to cut the top off the skull but the stupid head flopped back and forth. There is nothing duct tape can’t fix! The exasperated killer taped the father’s head to the chair to steady it and went back to work with the skull. Layers of bone seemed to disappear in seconds with the handy saw.
The killer then used a spoon straight from the kitchen to scoop out the insides of the skull. Instead of pumpkin seeds, pulp, and slimy fibrous strands, it was brain matter, blood, and nerves. What once served the family spaghetti or mashed potatoes, now served up daddy’s brains. To complete the job properly, the killer also removed the father’s eyes. With a sickening splat, they hit the hardwood floor, bounced slightly, then rolled under the table leaving a sticky red trail behind.
Once that part was complete, the killer placed the candle inside the hollowed out cranium and stood back to admire his handy-work. Yes, much better. Now the light glowed through like a true jack o’lantern. The killer moved next to the mother, leaving the young woman to be the finale of his collection of Halloween-themed trophies.
Diiiiiiiiiing Doooooooooooooooong!
Dammit!! Another sudden ring of the unwelcomed doorbell disgusted Billy. He had purposely shut off the porch light when the first beggar went away in the hopes of being left alone for the rest of the night. Why couldn’t these stupid trick-or-treaters just go away? Didn’t they realize they were ruining Billy’s Halloween movie?
He stalked angrily to the door and flung it open and there on the porch stood Andrew, one of his sisters many conquests. “Hey douche bag, where’s your sister?” he asked with his usual look of lazy contempt. He didn’t care about anything or anyone. Pathetic loser.  
“She’s kinda busy right now, but you can wait for her if you want.” Billy said, stepping back to allow Andrew to enter. Andrew strutted in, the typical jock with his “I’m-better-than-you” mentality.
“Why are all the lights off in here? What are you doing sittin’ the dark? Pullin’ your pud?” the idiot mocked.
“No I was just watching a movie.”
“You don’t even have the TV on dumbass.” Andrew sneered. Billy just wanted Andrew to leave; he needed to get back to the movie. The killer was just getting to the good part. Andrew, standing there like an idiot, was wasting his precious time.
The movie started again much to Billy’s dismay as he watched the killer and the blade dance through the darkness wildly toward Andrew hoping to add to the congregation in the dining room. The killer jumped onto Andrews back slashing away in a rage but the brute strength of the football player was too much for him. In a rush of pain and adrenaline, Andrew flipped the killer sprawling him to the floor.
“What the hell!” Andrew screamed at the silent figure on the floor. He staggered to the wall, fumbling in the darkness for the light switch. Light flooded the room, causing him momentary blindness. Once his eyes began to work again, he slowly approached the body on the floor.
“Billy? My God, BILLY?!” With a quivering blood covered arm, he nudged Billy’s shoulder, but there was no movement. Then he noticed the tip of the knife sticking out of Billy’s side.
“Oh shit! Billy, I’m sorry!” Andrew sobbed as he turned the body over and gasped at the horrible damage the knife had done to Billy's body. It wasn’t nice and neat like on TV or in movies. The knife had penetrated Billy’s little body and the force of the impact caused the blade to slash sideways, skewering him. Billy was a mangled, bloody mess and his barren eyes stared straight at Andrew.
Freaking out, he called for Billy’s sister. “Amy!” he shouted over and over.
He staggered upstairs finding a bloody mess on her bed. Horrified, he made his way back downstairs and headed to the kitchen. When he entered the dining room he found Amy and her parents sitting at the table with mutilated faces and a candle burning in their father’s skull in a macabre tribute to the night of tricks or treats.
“My God, Billy. What have you done?”
Andrew pissed his designer jeans and ran from the house screaming incoherently into the darkness. He tripped and fell onto the lawn. Little trick-or-treaters gathered around watching him curl up in the yard, sobbing and screaming. A miniature Iron Man silently walked up to the older boy; he looked down with vacant eyes behind the plastic mask, with all his might kicked Andrew in the face. Then a little girl dressed as Hannah Montana joined in with tiny swift kicks to his body. Then Batman, Spongebob, the princess, a zombie, and many others descended on the boy. Within minutes, the swarm disbanded and skipped back off to their night of fun, happily shouting, “Trick or treat!”
Andrew lay dead on the grass. Just another gruesome Halloween decoration.

Up Date and what nots

I haven't written for a while, i know and i apologize, although i doubt anyone cares. i got busy and to be honest kinda disgusted with the whole blog thing. first thing i don't really know what to say and second i dont really know if anyone reads these? i've tried to pose questions to get some dialogue going but that doesn't seem to work either.  but anyhow on to the up date.

I've been busy lately. I have still been working on the "Reclamation" project and i am nearly done with it. i am at 82K plus words and i have a chapter and a half left and i think the first draft will be done.

I also have done a collaboration with the incredibly talented Christy Lynn Foster for a Halloween themed short story contest and i will be posting that here soon for your reading pleasure!

for now tho i'll leave you with some fun stuff!