Something is Coming.

Ominous title = this blog entry. Of course, it always does.

I've been tearing away, brainstorming... which really just means I've been sitting at the computer all day, playing my favorite computer game series called Total War for hours on end, hoping an idea would pop into my brain, one that could propel me to writing.


Well, I am doing just. Right now, I am on the early stages of a new project. The current title is called Lifeless. It's a working title, of course. It will consist of three short stories, in a sort of novelette format, around fifteen to twenty thousand words each. It focuses on the subject of morality, and attempting to maintain and possible regain humanity during a long and arduous post-apocalyptic world, one that is filled with the likes of murderers, rapists, thieves, and liars. It's a dangerous world, and made even worse by the inclusion of undead, hungry creatures.
Over and over, apocalyptic stories have an underlying theme: those who posses and try to keep a sense of morality, a sense of human dignity, are killed outright. It is a survival of the fittest in the new, drastically changed world, and everyone must conform, or die. Few stories focus on the good of human, and the generosity many can provide.

Again, the story will consist of three short novels. I will not say when it will be published. As time goes by, I will provide more information of the story, and possibly a plotline.

So, with that being said, and my new project now known to everyone,

RJ. is out.

Important Announcement!

So, here we are. July 20th, 2013, it is almost ten in the morning on the east coast, and by the time I'm finished this little piece here, It'll probably be ten. So let's get on with it, shall we?

So, I've been working hard. Against the Line has been a slow process, almost too slow according to a writer's definition. It's been three years since this first idea came into inception. First it was called Invasion, and I barely had an idea what I was doing. The concept of writing novels didn't exist in my head. I just wrote whatever seemed intelligent at the time, and believe me when I say it sure didn't look anywhere close to a novel, not even anywhere close to the worst novel ever made. It sucked, basically. So, after months and months of wear and tear, going over the mundane and boring process of trial and error, I managed to create something that's slightly more of a novel than not. It was called Against the Line. Rewrites began, and so, I have this little project on my computer.

Still, I am a long ways off before it's even being considered publish-worthy. This is technically my first serious novel, unlike the several others that I just jotted up between my friends and I. Otherwise, there has not been a project I've never been so daunted by. Against the Line involves political intrigue, geo-politics, war, drama, love, yaddayaddayadda.... Anyway, it's a lot.

But, to be optimistic, I've done a lot of research, and before long, I'll be done this thing, and it will be up. But, I must say, with much deliberation and however much it pains me, that I must place my beloved project on the back-burner. For now, that is. I want to start writing other projects, to freshen up the computer screen with different characters, different settings and times, and different genres. I find it very important that I have a sort of résumé ahead of R. J. Grimes, however minuscule, so I can gain some knowledge and experience on the career as a writer. So, really, whatever I have coming out for a new book will be probably be a burner-novel, an expendable work that I can learn from if I either fail or succeed, and it would not harm my beloved series at all.

So that's that, really, I'm not sure what to say next. My next book, which will be something completely different, is just on the brain-storming level. The characters are not even made, but the concept and premise is in its infancy, just recently born from the recess of my dank and dreary brain.

So, with that being said,

R. J. is out.

Title Changed

This was a decision I realized after I edited the heck out of the novel. I was prompted to consider a new title. As much as it pains me to say this, however, the novel will be delayed just to the middle of 2013.

Now, without further adieu, I present to you: Against the Line.

Suspenseful title, huh? Yeah... I know!

Delayed Publication.

Okay, I've said that I'll get this novel out before early November. That set date is now a no-go, and I may not be able to get it out before then. The odds are against me here, so I'll consider an early 2013 release. Maybe January, or Feburary. I'll keep you updated on what I'm about to do.


But for now,

R. J. out.

They call it a Writer's Block. I call it a total and absolute malfunction of the brain, followed by it frying, with half of it shutting down on me, rendering me useless.

Becuase that is exactly what's been going on over the past two to three months. I completely hated writing Intolerance for some time because I got fed up with all those rules about sentencing and what not. So, being me, I promptly threw in dozens and dozens of fragmented sentences, changed the entire dynamic of my prose to first person, and probably made a few typos along the way. That way, I can actually write some what. I'm about 20% through the book AGAIN, and I'm making sure I got things all worked out for my story and making sure I don't screw up this next draft like I did for the last... what was it? Third, forth time I had to write a rather large amount of the novel? Anyway, that's what's up. I'm worried that my previous said release date, the one between now and November 4th, may not actually happen. If I'm lucky, then yeah, I could, but for now, I'm expecting it say during December, maybe early 2013. I don't know. What I do know is that I need a writing buddy. This whole journey of writing a full-length action novel is proving a ton more difficult that I thought it would be. Maybe my complete disarray of the brains are making life harder for me. Ooooh well. Like what my *best friend says, "C'est la vie."


That's life.


With that being said, I am going to go brush my teeth and head to work. (Sadly, that isn't writing. I wonder how much I actually will write today...)


Aaaaaaand. I'm outta here.

R.J.


*She's not actually French.

Tell your mother, tell your father, heck, tell your 4th Cousin Twice Removed!

Because this novel is coming fast!



And that's all I have to say, really...

R. J. out.

Who am I?

Well, you probably know about this Intolerance that I'm writing, an action-thriller set in the near future, when the world falls into a World War 3. That's what you know. What you don't know is me. I mean, why would you want to buy a book from someone you don't have clue who he or she is. Well, here you go:

My name is R.J. Grimes. I am a new writer that is self-publishing this new novel, and I am 18 years of age. Based somewhere in northwestern Maine, I am a simple young man who (I hope) possesses the mind to write such a huge and complex novel. I like to believe that I have what it takes to be as good as the big named writers, like Tom Clancy, and so on and so forth, however, judgment of my writing skills is up to the reader if you want to read my novel. I speak of important matters that I hope readers take notice, all the while tied into a complex story in which America is found at the recieving end of a major conflict.

This is a short post, but I felt it was a necessity for those who might have taken interest in this novel to know who is writing it.

Thanks,

R. J. out.