Monday’s are quickly becoming my second longest days of the week (with Tuesday being number one). This was a 12-hour day from first getting to the warehouse to delivering the last package 5 am to 5 pm (EST). I had 69 packages with 60 stops all over Medina. At first, I would say that this was a good day for driving on Ohio but as usual the nutjobs on 224 never let me down. Five cars turned the average rush hour into Grand Turismo or whatever illegal racing game is popular. I’m just too tired to complain any more about stupid people risking the lives of others so the can get home a minute earlier.
I won’t have anything to post tonight (except this). I hope to finish the next part, but I won’t post it until Tuesday so I can reread it for errors. This part is a little harder to work on because it covers the history of the Blue Knight who is a part of the first book as well as another story (The Second Book in the Average All-American Killer Girl storyline called Dealing Justice). I don’t want to make the same mistakes I did before and contradict events between the three stories. I also don’t want to make a pedophile child murderer a sympathetic or even a heroic character, so I need to make sure he is just out for what he wants even as he seems to be cooperating or even helping Bill. This chapter and the next one will be significant to the story and layout where the story is going afterward. As of right now, I see this story going for maybe 15 chapter, but that’s just a guess. Ok enough rambling on, time to go so there will be more to come……...
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This is just a quick update. I saw some guy in a pickup truck cross the solid double line passing three cars going uphill with no visibility for cars coming from the other direction because the other cars were going 50 in a 55. About three minutes after he passed these turtles another car came going the other way. I thought about this as well as this little Fiat (the actual car not the acronym) cut off a semi not realizing if something were to go wrong that semi would plow through that little car like it was made from foil. I thought about this as I watched a YouTube video that seemed to blame trucks for the accidents and not the nut-jobs playing out their Need for Speed or Fast and Furious dreams in their commute to and from work.
This was a very nice delivery day. I like days like today with a route that helped me deliver over 43 packages to 43 stops. I finished after 12, but I had to stop at a store and do a few other things making it difficult to get home before 2 pm. I was so early at one stop that they almost didn’t accept the box. The next time I must deliver to them I’ll make sure to remember that their desk doesn’t open until 8 am so don’t stop there until then. It’s the difference between getting your own package and receiving a package for someone else. I don’t remember anyone being unhappy in getting their own package early. This is a good start to a week.
I have very little done in the story so far, but as soon as I can, I will get back to it and have something to post by 7 pm. I plan to just keep working on Janice James until I can unblock my block on The Book with No Name vol 2. This chapter is turning out to be a sort of character buildup to a one-time side character that was almost not in the story at all. Book two will be a mix of flashback to the incident mentioned in the story (JG was kidnapped at the age of eleven) and a present-day story, something like the movie the Godfather Part two. Well, more to come…...
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Have you ever had one of those days that you thought was going bad until you saw someone having it worse? I was having a blah kind of day with it seeming like it would just be a drag. On 77 north in Akron around 6:40 am the highway became a parking lot then went down to one lane because of an accident. This was one of the worst hits I have seen in years. At least three cars all smashed to heck with a sedan accordioned into a coupe. I just hope no one was in the back seat because it was gone, crushed in a twist of metal and the pickup sitting on top. Like I said (well sort of said) before I hope everyone was OK. The part of 77 north between 271 and exit 137b has become a race with people trying to go as fast as they can. They dodge and weave (if those aren’t the same thing) and do it without lights. This was an accident in the waiting, and it’s just surprising it wasn’t worse. I would be lying if I didn’t say I complained when traffic later, but I knew it could be worse.
I just published the nest flash fan fiction on Hub Pages (link above) called Two hours to go. It follows a man named David as he tries to survive the last four hours of The Purge. I am working on the next chapter in The Scarlet Knight, and I will have it published tonight by 7 pm (EST) if not sooner. More to come….
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P.S. there is something wrong with how my page count is counting. As of this posting I have 787-page views (the usual being 90 to 110) with 10 unique visitors (with 30 to 45 being the average). I just don’t know what is going on?
This was a nice and quick day. It was also almost hard to believe that I made it to this point. There must have been something in the air, or almost everyone was running late because there was a lot of crazy on the road. I was passed doing 45 (MPH) on the road with curves, hills, and deer. The truck that passed me made it about a mile away before he nearly nailed a deer. Then I went to turn onto a road as a car that was approaching had its signal on saying it was turning but it didn’t turn. It was just driving down the road with its signal on. The final one was as I was turning left to a side road (with my signal on) a car passed me on the left right into the path I was turning to.
I just posted Security in the Prom which is the companion story to After Prom. It takes place during the events of After Prom and has elements where the two stories merge. I am not sure what is getting the rework after this or when I will have something new. This will include going back and doing A Specialty Service (where this all started). Parts of the Bob Coleman Stories tie into A Specialty Service. I hope to have something every day from now on (or until something happens). More to come ….
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For my fellow Ohioans When it’s raining you need to have your headlights on. It’s the law. There was a police officer behind me today without his/her lights on. Then there are the turn signals or lack of turn signals. It makes me want to scream when you come to an intersection with a person on the other side who blows their horn because they were turning into your path without a turn signal on (because they knew they were turning and that was what mattered). And I had a true F.I.A.T. behind me on Lafayette road today. When I say F.I.A.T., I don’t mean the little car I mean the acronym Fu%& In A Truck. They kind of guy that thinks “my bumper is high enough, so I’ll be alright if I hit you.” I was going 52 in a 50 then 58 in a 55 and that was just too slow for the F.I.A.T. who passed me coming close to hitting an oncoming car. We need to share the road not fight for it.
Speaking of fighting, I am working on the next part of chapter two, and I will hopefully have it done by 7 am EST. If I don’t then it will wait for Wednesday. I plan on taking one day a week to set aside and work on one of my Amazon Books. This means that tomorrow I will only be posting in the daily talk and not anything else. This is so I can get the next book ready for sale soon. More to come…
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** Short bitchy excuse ridden Message Alert**
Today I was at a light in a double turn line going from 18 (Medina Road) to 71. The right turn clearly has a NO TURN ON RED SIGN. Now on the exits have NO TURN ON RED except for curb lane signs, but this side doesn’t have that and yet three cars just went through that red light like it was a stop sign because no one stops at those anymore. And to they guy flashing his lights behind me in the traffic jam called 224, bite me. People aren’t watching what they are doing anymore. Look past the car in front of you and see the whole road.
I had a long delivery day with many packages. On top of that I had some family obligations to deal with, so I have nothing to post today (and I mean it this time). My plan is to work on the chapter the rest of tonight and hopefully will have something for Friday. This chapter will be the wind up to the final fight what whatever that will read like (no plan). As soon as I am finished with this story I will go to the magic series for a little bit (no real plan to end anything there). as I do that I will also develop Book three in the Average All-American Killer Girl series. More to Come….
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P.S. Book one of Average All-American Killer Girl series Alice Kills a Drug Dealer is on sale on Amazon as a Kindle book or paperback (links above). Every sale goes to helping this site stay live so please buy a book. Thank you.
Today I watched two people go through red lights. Not by accident, they stopped at the light then went for it. One went left and the other just went through. So, I just guess red lights are now either optional or just mean yield now. Also stop signs are suggestions to be ignored. We had an ice storm this morning with slick slippery roads. Did that change how people drive? Of course not. Speed, tailgate and general idiocy.
I am posting the next part in Dealing Justice tonight. We have family over making it difficult to work on it, so I will edit and post it by 7 pm (EDST). I will try and work on another story this weekend. More to come…….
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I woke up this morning to find a fresh two inches on the ground with about three to four inches total. I knew this was coming so I got up around 3:15 am (EDST) so I could add some time for the bad roads. And man did I need it. Every road between home and the warehouse was choked with snow. The highways were fine, except for 224 between Canton Rd. (91) and Portage county line Rd which was covered in snow. My first twelve deliveries were a mix of snow covered and clear streets. By 9am (EDST) most of the streets I delivered to were clear.
A funny thing. I wrote a short story for Hub Pages, so I could put in a link to my first book on sale on Amazon. They accepted the story but removed my link even though I used a link module they provided. The trouble with a site like this is that while they say they are there to help you make money they are in fact there to just promote their advertising dollars. I would write more for them, but I just don’t like how they easily denied me access to the advertising money while they make money on my work. Now my work is crap, but it is my crap.
Speaking of my crappy work, I am posting the next part in the Magic series (the Akio, JT & Margret story line) here by 5pm (EDST). I also have a new part in the other story line but I want to take a look at it and just maybe rework it (I typed it as I watched the Super Bowl last night) so it meets my crappy standards. As of right now the magic series is the only active story line. I am trying to fix Book two in the Average All-American Killer Girl story, but I don’t think I will be publishing any of it anytime soon. My next goal is to go back to the west with Joleen Warren and restart with her by next week.
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I got home just in time. The rain had turned to freezing rain with snow on the way. We will have a layer of ice underneath a layer of snow. I stopped at the store and bought enough food for the weekend (I hope). I have my laptop back. They were able to remove the last update then reinstall it so it won’t jam the laptop again. I hope to have something to post by tonight and the next chapter of The Book with No Name vol. 2 by Saturday. This weekend I am just staying inside typing on my stories.
I was driving on Marks road today when a car coming up on the other side had no lights on in the dark and rain. I remember thinking, “how can someone drive a dark car in the dark and rain without your lights. They need a cop on this road.” That was when I saw that the car was a cop. Nice. People were in a rush to get out of the weather before it turns ugly. Too many people speeding, jumping back and forth in the lanes, tailgating and other stupid sh**.
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I started off today at my usual time (up by 4am EDST at the warehouse by 5am). With everyone out (Sunday) I was able to get out by 5:30 am and to my first stop by 6:20 am. I had to stop at a couple of places trying to slow down my route because some of the stops were not open. It was very cold (18 degrees (Fahrenheit) according to the car) but there was a little sun by the end of my route. As I type this I can hear the wind outside and the weather coming.
I watched a guy make a left turn on red into oncoming traffic. He didn’t even stop. And it wasn’t like the light had just changed either. Had he waited for ten seconds he would have had the light. leaving Akron on my way to Median I saw what had to be a big fire. Along I76 near the East Market street exit there was smoke and flames viable from the highway. The highway at that point must be twenty feet away from the ground. I could see embers from the fire. Unfortunately, with it being Sunday the local news station was not running (in fact it had dead air at this time). It was a little eerie. No cars, large fire and a radio station not broadcasting.
Part 2 of Chapter 12 in the Book with No Name was posted just before I posted this. This part goes back to a similar theme of extremes and boundaries. Part three and four (maybe five) will cover Cathern’s search for more information on the book and just maybe a way to save her daughter.
With the weather changing I am going to have to react with it. this may take time away from my crappy writing so there could be a few days with nothing but this daily talk. I will try and go as far with this today, so I can have something to post.
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Michael Collins is a Delivery Driver and an amateur writer living in Lakemore, Ohio
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