Someone, many years ago, told me that once you turned 65 the weeks just flew, you know, like when a day was a long time, days will seem like hours, weeks like days, and years, well, it’s like watching the time clock on a time machine.
That last week went really fast.
I finally knuckled down and got some work done on the multitude of writing projects I’ve got going on.
I’ve recently been working on a story I’ve been calling ‘The helicopter story that’s been keeping me awake’, that got to the fifteenth episode, the end of what I now call part one, and as of the sixteenth episode is now under the ubiquitous title of ‘What happens after an action-packed start’.
Now written through to episode thirty, it starts on the third part and the climax of the story, and I may call it ‘What happens when you’re sent on a fool’s errand’.
The story will have three parts and will become a novella. The title, “Under the Cover of Darkness”, and Part 1 is called “Crash Landing”. More news on the other parts soon.
It has also become part of my “Cinema of my dreams” series, under the subtitle of ‘I never wanted to go to Africa.”
Another that I have been calling ‘I Always Wanted to go on a Treasure Hunt” was a whimsical idea that cropped up because I was stuck on an aeroplane, where the initial idea was formed, then home where it was a hot afternoon, and it reminded me of a desert island, just where you’d expect to find treasure.
Of course, the treasure isn’t on an island, it’s somewhere on the Florida coast, and there’s an intrepid adventurer who had the ‘real’ map, sought after by a variety of bad people.
It’s now rounded out into ninety-one episodes, and nothing like what I originally envisaged.
It too is one of the ‘Cinema of my dreams’ series, subtitled, naturally, ‘I always wanted to go on a treasure hunt’.
Last week I even began drawing up the treasure map, after all, you can’t have a treasure hunt without a map, can you?
Then there’s my war story, without a title. That might not happen until it is finished. It has forty-seven episodes so far, but we’re heading towards the end quite quickly.
It’s in WW2, and the Germans are about to discover all is not going their way.
Another of the ‘Cinema of my dreams’ series, it is subtitled ‘I always wanted to write a war story’.
There is a fourth story, under the title “Was it just another surveillance job’ that has surprisingly found a new life, and I’m having fun trying to work out the lies from the truth, except in the spy business, no one ever really knows which is which, do they?
It has just ended with 67 episodes and is finally at a conclusion.
There’s a fifth, a story that started out being fuelled by screenshots of planets in Skymap, that blossomed into my take on space travel and meeting alien races out on the edge of the galaxy. Fifty-one episodes on, it’s a miracle they haven’t been blasted out of the sky.
Stay tuned for another progress report.