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Shoshoni used to be a thriving, small town in Wyoming, but now has lost its luster. Some don’t care what happens, while others have fought for the town’s demise to keep the prophecy from coming true. One man, hiding behind the glaring windows of the Shanley Hotel, wants the town restored. The young man, he gave his knowledge to many years ago, can help him in more ways than he knows, if he would just come home.
Strange things have been happening to thirty-three-year-old Cody; he’s lost sleep, heard sounds which shouldn’t be there, and has bruises he cannot explain. A woman, he’s sure has been stalking him, tells him to be careful, and he laughs. When he wakes with her in a motel room, he listens to what she has to say, though he doesn’t expect the psycho-stalker to tell him he should not go home.
At thirty, Tyler is still looking for ways to make an easy dollar, but he gets more than he expects when he goes home. He is seduced by the charms of the man living in the Shanley Hotel, and begins work restoring the block. When his brother, Cody, comes to take Tyler away from Shoshoni he is soon drawn into the darkness growing in the hotel without hope of escape.

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Shoshoni used to be a thriving, small town in Wyoming, but now has lost its luster. Some don’t care what happens, while others have fought for the town’s demise to keep the prophecy from coming true. One man, hiding behind the glaring windows of the Shanley Hotel, wants the town restored. The young man, he gave his knowledge to many years ago, can help him in more ways than he knows, if he would just come home.

Strange things have been happening to thirty-three-year-old Cody; he’s lost sleep, heard sounds which shouldn’t be there, and has bruises he cannot explain. A woman, he’s sure has been stalking him, tells him to be careful, and he laughs. When he wakes with her in a motel room, he listens to what she has to say, though he doesn’t expect the psycho-stalker to tell him he should not go home.

At thirty, Tyler is still looking for ways to make an easy dollar, but he gets more than he expects when he goes home. He is seduced by the charms of the man living in the Shanley Hotel, and begins work restoring the block. When his brother, Cody, comes to take Tyler away from Shoshoni he is soon drawn into the darkness growing in the hotel without hope of escape.

SMASHWORDS and AMAZON KINDLE

Paperback is coming soon.

#HomeANovel Query Letter

After pondering this since my first novel, I’ve decided to give a Literary Agent a try. Below, is the letter I’ve put together. Please let me know your constructive criticism.

When Cody returns home to rescue his brother from a malevolent force, he is seduced by the darkness plaguing his hometown, and learns he has the power to stop the end of the world.

Home: A Novel is a 102309 word dark fantasy with biblical influences. Based upon your interest in horror, I thought you might enjoy reading and representing Home: A Novel for publication.

The man hiding behind the glaring windows of the Shanley Hotel wants to restore the small, lackluster town, Shoshoni, WY, to what it had been in years past. But, his motives are not what brothers, Cody and Tyler, expect. First Tyler is drawn back to their hometown, and unwittingly agrees to begin work on rebuilding the block where the Shanley stands.

Cody doesn’t return home as easily, and bizarre things begin happening; unexplained sounds, bruises and scratches, and a mysterious tattoo. When he wakes, naked, in a motel room with a strange woman, she alerts him of the dangers if he returns home.

Without heeding her warnings, he goes back with the goal of rescuing his brother. However, the man in the hotel seduces Cody into believing he is helping him return into God’s graces. In the shadowy basement of the Shanley Hotel a beast is born, but will it bring the end of the world?

I have self-published five novels. I grew up in Shoshoni, WY, but I currently live in the Denver area.

Thank you for reading the below pages of Home: A Novel. I hope you enjoy. The full manuscript is available upon request. I look forward to hearing from you.

#HomeTheNovel Cover Change

As you’ll remember from other posts, this is what I had decided on for the cover. After some thought about the cover. I’ve decided to give something else a try.

 

I’ve looked at covers from posts from Tribemates on Triberr, and while they are erotica books, I wonder, does it matter? I scoured Shutterstock for the perfect picture that conveys the lead character in Home, Cody.

Cody is tall, well-built with dark hair. Working as a Marketing Executive was something he decided to do when he was in college; he isn’t 100% happy with the choice, but it affords him the luxuries of life. When he speaks to his brother, Tyler (who is already Home), he agrees to meet him there to see what the plans are to rebuild the town where they grew up. If you know about Wyoming, you know that it mostly dry plains.

 

It’s interesting how both work for Home, and how both are completely different in concept. The original cover speak to the dark and strange side of the story, while the new cover speaks to the erotic side of it.

What do you think? Should I stick with the original or go with the new concept?

More about Home: A small Wyoming town is shrinking and dying away. Some people don’t care what happens to this small town, but one person does and he wants it restored. He is no ordinary man, he’s seen the town rise and fall since its beginning. But he can’t do it alone, he needs the help of the boy who knew him without ever meeting him; the one who would rebuild the town for him and restore his ties to Heaven.
 

Richard or Rooster?: The Male Anatomy Dilemma #HomeTheNovel


While writing Home, I’ve come to a dilemma, what word do I use for male genitalia. I know that seems like a no brainer, but it’s surprising how one word can change the feeling/mood of a scene. My first thought was to always to use penis as it is the proper term for the item in question. But that seems so clinical, and Home is anything but clinical. So I moved onto slang, dick or cock; junk didn’t even get a second glance, too derogatory for something so functional and vital in the world.

Does one make more of a statement than the other? Is one more offensive or pornographic than the other? Then there’s the voice in the back of my head (the prude), saying ‘do you have to use either?’ and some out there would probably agree with my inner prude. Suddenly, I have an argument going on with all these different people in my head; one says ‘cock’, one says ‘dick’, and the third says ‘don’t say either, don’t write these things.’ Sorry, number three, you loose since sex is an important topic with who and what some of the characters are. 

Here’s an example from Home:

“Welcome,” the voice from the phone said as the cerulean blue hue dissipated, showing them a plain, old hotel room. “Oh,” he said. The blue streams from his eyes moved to them quickly, unsure why they were in his presence. “I wasn’t expecting you, Tyler. And you brought a friend.” More ejaculate streamed from Tyler’s engorged penis. “Good to see you too.” The man smiled.

“Shit,” Jen whispered. “Tyler? Who is this?” She covered her breasts with her arm. “Where are we?”

Tyler blushed, feeling another surge ready to explode from his balls. “Mr. Bel.” He groaned and crumpled to the floor.

The man stared down at Tyler as Jen squat next to him.

“Tyler?” she said, anxiously patting his cheek. “You’re burning up.”

“I have that effect on some people,” he said, still staring at Tyler, wondering why he was there. Clearly, Mark had made a mess of things.

Tyler sat up, breathing heavily. He moaned, and his body convulsed, followed by a dribble of semen from his cock. Jen stared up at the man standing over them. For some reason she wasn’t frightened of him. Part of her mind told her that she was in an extremely dangerous position. That anything she did would be met with violence. But as she looked into the beautiful face, she couldn’t find any cause for alarm. The man snapped his fingers at his side, and the door opened.


In this scene, yes, I used both penis and cock, but should I change either to dick? I know I’m probably questioning this for no reason. All this is writer preference, and I should use the word that I like better. So I’m back to the beginning. Oh wait, what about manhood?

More about Home: A small Wyoming town is shrinking and dying away. Some people don’t care what happens to this small town, but one person does and he wants it restored. He is no ordinary man, he’s seen the town rise and fall since its beginning. But he can’t do it alone, he needs the help of the boy who knew him without ever meeting him; the one who would rebuild the town for him and restore his ties to Heaven.

Home will be available, I hope, by December 2015, in paperback and all ebook formats.

#Cover Draft: Home #WIP

 
 
 
I have the first draft of the cover for Home. I’m excited. This is a picture taken on Main Street, Shoshoni, WY. The man who painted Geronimo (on the cover) also painted many other murals and billboards for the store. This is, as you might have guessed, the setting for Home.
 
Home is about two brothers that return to their hometown after many years of being away and find things in shambles. There is an outside force that brought them there. Shoshoni, since its founding, has a malevolent being residing there (no spoilers yet). He wants the brothers to rebuild the town, and something else. Cody is the older brother and is focused on building his life and moving up at work. Tyler, the younger of the two, is full of himself, and looks for the easy way to get rich. He’s also brought a friend from work with him, Shelly, who learns more about the Shaver Hotel and Shoshoni than she ever cared to know.
 
Watch for more to come about Home. Let me know what you think of the cover in the comments.
 
Release Date: TBD

Thoughts On Writing #amwriting #Shoshoni

People always ask me ‘how much of your life is incorporated in your books?’ The answer to that is all of it. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not writing my autobiography. I fill the pages with emotions that I have felt, sights that I’ve seen and have never seen. The heroes or heroines are not me, but sometimes they do have some of my personal story incorporated into them, but only slightly. My perspective of things drives the direction of the stories I write.

When I wrote Dreamwalker: The Second Plain, I was concerned that people I know would assume it was semi-autobiographical. And they did. I remember my dad being upset with me over an anti-gay bullying scene, and wanting to know why I never said anything about it. I tried as best I could to explain to him that it never happened to me, it was all made up. But he insisted, saying something like ‘but that sounds to real to be made up.’

A few weeks ago, I was discussing what I am working on (currently named Home), even sent him a few excerpts. (I should note that he’s Catholic, so he’s been very helpful with learning Biblical things. I almost think he’s afraid for my soul for what I’m doing.) During this conversation he says, “you’re Cody.” Cody is one of the lead characters in this story, who is being faced with something monumental. I started laughing, I didn’t know what else to do. Of course, even when asked, he gives no explanation. Now I wonder, “Am I my characters or are my characters me?”

I look back at my stories and can see some resemblance of me in them. But since I’m now focusing on Home, I wonder how much of me is actually in each character. I begin to tear them apart, look deeper into them. The story is coming together nicely, the people are brilliant, the scenes are beautiful. I still don’t see it, but I think to a point the characters are going to have a touch of me in them because they are coming out of me. However, they are not me. They have their own lives separate from me, I’m just doing what I do and send them out into the world for everyone to meet.

Home is very exciting for me. It is based in my hometown of Shoshoni, WY. Though I would never in my life ever want to live there again, it has my full respect, as do the remaining residents. Main Street will be the primary focus, specifically the East side of Main Street. Part of that block was destroyed in a fire in the late 70’s, and never restored. My endeavor is to restore it. I want Shoshoni to be remembered with the splendor I saw it having growing up. Not to mention the mystery and the scary darkness. At this point, I don’t have an expected date for completion (I’m at 24k words and have barely begun). I will try to be more vigilant with posting as things progress.

Here’s a little taste.

Children’s laughter, carried on the breeze caressing the world outside the room, caused his gaze to return to the window, but not before Mark saw the beautiful man standing before him. His presence gave the impression of a gargantuan being, but he was only inches taller than Mark’s six foot six inches. Wonderful light emitted from his large eyes, filling the one submersed in the glow with a swirl of contradictory emotions, causing the flesh to pucker and flush, then turn cold to find in a moment that the fever burning within them had become a torrent—their body revolting against itself in rage that it wasn’t as perfect as the man looking upon it. His full, pink lips, hiding perfect white teeth, made anyone want them upon their lips to take the pleasure, all the while knowing it could never be returned with millions of kisses. Tussled blond hair framed his tanned face, running in front of his ears to touch the edge of his square jaw. All this, in one glance, said, ‘Trust me.’

Thanks,

Charles