Diamond Lake / Dave Mead (ePub)

tossed a couple apples down the alley, past where the sensor will light them up, thought about it and threw four more. Yeah, it was a blatant bribe. But over here your reputation is on the line when you screw up like that.

What I write about is people. Some of them I know and some of them introduce themselves to me as the story progresses. Writing to me is like watching a movie. Going in I kinda know what it¿s about, but not who¿s playing in it or what part they have.

I use a lot of dialogue and the people in the books introduce themselves to me as well as to you as the story unfolds.
Stix is a good example of that. I was writing about this private detective and somewhere along about a hundred pages into it, I realized that the book was not about him at all, it was about Stix.

I write with no outline, and I don¿t do much in the way of rewriting.

I don¿t always use full sentences.

And my people talk like real people, at least like the real people I run with.

I don¿t use profanity except in the dialogue of these people and some of them are not too well schooled in the art of conversation and use profanity in place of verbs, pronouns, adjectives, oh yeah, and nouns too.

Northeastern Oregon is comprised of three remote counties that cover over nine thousand square miles, with a population of less than forty-nine thousand.

La Grande and Baker City account for twenty-one thousand which are both on I-84.

That doesn¿t leave many people scattered over the rest of the ground. Mostly, they hole up along the creeks, or in one of the small towns. It depends on just how antisocial they are, or what their main source of income is. Don¿t get me wrong, we live here because we like it here. Or sometimes, because we don¿t much fit in, in a big city.

Because we don¿t have a big enough population base to attract media, or to afford media representation, we don¿t have the opportunity to showcase our artists and authors. There are some real good artists and writers that we want you to get to know.

Catherine Creek Press will do a feature article on someone at least every month, so when you do come over here, you¿ll have someone to stop and see.

The blog gives you the shotgun seat in my pick-up as I travel the highways, back roads, and on foot up into some of the most rugged and remote country in the United States. And through weather that will stop you in your tracks. It gets cold here, zero and a twenty plus mile per hour wind, is not uncommon. But, hey, it¿s a dry cold. And it gets hot, sometimes a little over a hundred with an east wind. But, like they say over here, it¿s a dry heat.

Just remember, I¿m a story teller, and will, at times, embellish enough to insert a little humor into my blog.

I will sometimes put an epic poem in the blog instead of a narrative account.

Because even here there are times when really, Nothing Much Ever Happens.

From Where Nothing Much Ever Happens

Dave Mead