Working Titles

Planning. I’m not very good at it. I’m working on that though.  Starting right now!

Books I will one day write:

A knight retires to take a life of baking.  When the kingdom is threatened, he must take up arms once more and use his new skills in the kitchen to save the day.  Working title Honor Roll.

A shipping and logistics manager is looking for a new home.  Along the way, he learns a thing or two about life, love and true happiness.  Working title; Where House?

Terrance is a con man.  Hard rock, hard liquor, hard life; his motto.  He’s grown tired of the life though.  One last score and he can leave it all behind.  Working title Highway to Sell

A mad scientist, alone in a secluded forest just south of the Canadian border has created life.  His creation, part onion like plant, part bird, is reproducing out of control.  He has just a week to stop his creation before all is lost.  Working title Peak Leek Beak

A slapstick comedy featuring Erin and Aaron discovering new ways to make tunnels through mountains.  Nothing seems to go well or right, but the duo have a zany adventure and discover some truth along the way. Working title TNTeeHee.

 

I have some writing to do.

Thanks for reading!

Chuck at the Food Court

“You know, there use to be a graying tower alone on the sea? You guys ever hear of this?” Chuck heard the table behind him say.

He sat alone in a mall food court, eating pizza between shopping runs.  It was birthday season and he liked to get all his shopping done at once.  People watching was always nice too, but sometimes people left him questioning reality.  The conversation behind him had piqued his interest.

“There’s so much a man can tell you, so much he can say.  In particular, Mr. Ronald Riehns, historian of the Gray Tower that stands alone in the sea.” Another person at the table said. Continue reading

(Terrible) Advice From a (Completely Uninformed) Expert

Dear, Questions for Quinton,

I am having difficulty with a coworker who seems incapable of empathy.  I’ve missed a few days at work due to a family crisis and upon my return, the coworker, I’ll call her “Sam the Sea Monster of Horrid Person Bay,” slams a stack of printed emails onto my desk and howls at me, “your work load is too much for me to cover!”

I was stunned.  I was mourning the loss of a relative and Sam the Sea Monster of Horrid Person Bay took the time to print every email she was cc’d on during my time away just to prove a point.  Yes, my work load is too much for one person to take on in conjunction with their own (that’s why there are two of us!).

How can I show my coworker they are being incredibly too mean and need to be empathetic in this trying time?

Thank you for your insight,

Hurt in Huron.

Dear, Hurt in Huron,

First up; coming back from an extended time away from the office requires one thing upon return.  Re-establish dominance.  Start by Continue reading

General Update Post For the Win!

Time for the ol’ obligatory marketing post.  Part of the ol’ blogger thing that helps fund the ol’ website and helps me learn ways to calling everything the ol’ something or other.

All day today May 15, enjoy 20% of everything at my Society6 page: https://society6.com/shawnwritesstuff.  Coffee mugs, shirts, phone cases, all the fun stuff that’s print on demand friendly.

Chapter 2 of Quincy and the West is now live on Jukepop.  Check it out. We meet Deputy Varge, the orc with a investigative mind.

People on the Highway received a 5 star review some time ago, but I’m only now noticing.  Check out the book for yourself on Amazon and see what two whole people (one of whom I’m not related to!) have given five yellow stars to.

Free stuff is available at Barnes and Noble too.  Here’s a link: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/%22Shawn%20Cowling%22?Ntk=P_key_Contributor_List&Ns=P_Sales_Rank&Ntx=mode+matchall

Alrighty, the marketing post for the quarter is done.  Thanks for reading.  I very much appreciate it.

 

Broken Mouse

Some time ago my mouse broke.

“Your what?!” the mouse above asks.

My computer mouse.  That was a little hard to interpret what with a mouse picture being front and center and not giving a modifier to the word.  Kinda like how we now say ‘acoustic guitar’, when people didn’t have to modify their statement prior to the electric guitar coming into existence.  Anyway, Mouse, I apologize.

My computer mouse was destroyed due to my own negligence.  My laptop sat perched on the arm of the couch, my toddler was allowed within 40 miles of the couch, the laptop, gravity and the toddler had a discussion and I found a shattered dongle sitting on the floor.

“A whaaat??” the mouse above asks. Continue reading

Quint’s Silent Steps

“My phone is still in there,”  Quint said, horrified.

Gwen stared, mimicking the new father’s face, “You. Did. Not.”

“I can save this.  In and out.” Quint was pretty sure of his ability to remain silent.

Gwen’s confidence in him was low, but that was attributable to lack of sleep and caffeine.  “You move like a ninja or you sleep on the couch. Understood?”

Quint nodded and opened the door.

~~~Literally 13 seconds later~~~

“That thing came out of nowhere!” Quint said, placing an ice pack on his knee.

“It’s the changing table, dear.” Gwen said.

The baby was wide awake.

Henri’s Rush

“Okay, everyone has their lists right? You’ve checked it twice? You have your supplies? We get one shot at this, people.” Henri instructed his family.

“Yeah, Dad. We’re ready,” Martin, the oldest child, answered with confidence.

“I’m ready too,” Debi, the youngest, replied.

“I’m proud of you both.  Now let’s go, go, go!” Henri hurried to open the sliding door leading to the back yard and frantically waved the kids outside.  Each carried burger patties, buns, ketchup, pickles; all the proper items for a good spring time grill fest.

“We get one weekend without mosquitoes ruining the cookout.  We’re going to make it count before it is far too obnoxious to come outside,” Henri said as he flipped burgers.