Sunday, November 19, 2017


The fire grew and touched the sky. My friends opened more beers. Someone lit a joint. It was like old times. They planned this trip for me, in hopes I would be happy.

I saw her come from the flames. Beth.  She was all flames but I never could forget how her body looked in that dress or her face no matter how we old got.

Smiling, Beth motioned for me. I stood up and reached my hand out. I passed through the flaming veil. Somewhere in the distance, they screamed my name as my mouth joined her sizzling lips.

Friday, November 17, 2017

Ask Me Anything- November 24, 2017 1:00 PM EST

Yesterday, I was invited by someone via Facebook to host a Ask Me Anything event on their website.

So mark your calendars and get  ready to ask me anything about writing, Kindle formatting, what it's like to be a writer, how I get my ideas, etc. OR you can post a poem or flash fiction (1,000 words or less) and I will give an honest critique. I'm not an expert or anything but sometimes it is nice to get someone else's thoughts on your work. Personally, this what I love about college writing classes- someone, at least one person (not including the professor), has to critique your work. If you're like me and want some fresh eyes you know where to find me.

You can  post questions early or on the day. I have two days to answer all questions after the event is over.

If you can't get enough of my writing rants or maybe you want to see what makes me tick click here, register and ask away. I am looking forward to your questions.

"See You" Friday.

Till next time...

Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Week Two Nanowrimo Update

Well here we are folks, tomorrow is the fifteenth which means most Nanowrimos should hit the 25,000 word mark. I will hit it tonight. I'm not bragging or anything because I take time off. This past weekend, I took off Friday and Saturday. Sunday was a struggle to write and Monday was much better.

I have been writing close to 2,500 words a day with a weekly goal of 12,000 words. The story remains interesting with a lot of action. But I am staring to feel the midway slump. I have a pretty good idea of what will happen, but I need something to carry it through the middle.  I have a three scenes planned and thinking about a couple of others. Perhaps more will come to mind while  I am writing.

It is amazing I get anything done because I am getting a cold and I can't focus. My writing speed has decreased in the last few days. To meet my word count for the day, it takes me almost two hours, if not more.  Isn't half the battle showing up?

I am dedicated to finishing. I have not lost a year yet, and I don't want this to be the first.

So I'm going to toot my own horn, West Wood is awesome.  This is my best work to date, and I am not even finished writing yet. I love writing it, I love thinking about it.

Sure, this is what I thought about all my novels until a couple of years have passed. Moonswallow Gates  was the first novel I ever written, it's not all that great,  and it could  be improved.  I still  like Gone Before Dawn, though  it could use some improvements. Then there is Havana, WV (although I am considering changing the title to Armory Stanton) which turned out great.

Well that's that.  Nothing more to say, till next time...

Thursday, November 9, 2017

Shoplifting by Ghosts

The shutdown injects the spirit. What spirit? The spirit of a long dead person who plays the music box when you least suspect. Or maybe it's your spirit. The one lives inside your bones, the one that died some time ago and makes an appearance once in awhile. Or maybe it's the Christmas spirit. But you find yourself like Ebeneezer before the ghosts find him.

I want to believe in ghosts. I want to talk to one and maybe play cards. They could tell me life secrets. We could shoplift and sell our finds on Ebay. No one would believe a ghost would shoplift.

I shoplifted once, or I should say almost once.  I was young, five or six, and I was at the mall with my mom. The store we were in had Smurf figurines. I wanted Smurfette; she was my favorite. Mom said no. So I took it and put it in my pocket. The store clerk saw and told my mom. My ass was beat when I got home, and I was grounded to my bed. This was the 80's so that meant there was no such thing as a TV in my bedroom. It was summer because it was still light out. I sat in my dark room.

I always knew stealing was wrong and still do. So why would I want a ghost to shoplift? Just to see if the ghost will do it. And to see how the people in the store would react. How could you charge someone with theft if that someone is dead?  And of course, I don't want to do the dirty work. After all, I'm alive and would have to pay for those transgressions.

So here we back at the shutdown and the imagination goes nowhere fast unless it is 1973 and then there is a focal point strung up by lightening. Here am I today thinking of creating a ghost army to do the bidding I know is wrong.

Till next time....

Tuesday, November 7, 2017

One Week In- Nanowrimo 2017

At the time of this writing, I have not had  writing time yet. As of right now, I have written 11,158 words.  My goal is to reach 2,500 words for every writing day.

Two reasons for a high goal: I start grad school on November 20, 2017 and I want to be almost at the word goal for the month by then, and I don't write every day like I should. Some days, I have other things planned.

On a good day, and most days are good days, it takes me about an hour and half to write 2,500 words.  That's 45 minutes for 750 words. On exceptional days, which there has been only one, I needed an hour to reach my goal.

Writing has been going good so far. I have not reached ultimate flow yet. I've been close. My brain turns off,  and I let the words take over. Lately, I have been writing whenever I can squeeze it in. I'm trying to get in my 7:00 p.m. habit, which is what I have done the last few times I participated in Nanowrimo.

By 7:00 p.m. the dinner is made and eaten, the dishes are washed, any household chores are done, school work is done for the day. Then after writing time I work on other things like my Etsy store, poetry and other fun things.

Fingers crossed- this momentum keeps me going until November 30 or sooner.

Till next time...

Wednesday, November 1, 2017

Fairy Bones

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I tossed my dog the tennis ball;  he came back with a fairy. Her wings sparkled in the setting sun. With a broken leg, she dangled out of his mouth  like a discarded Barbie doll.  He dropped the fairy in my hand and we took her home.

Calming her, I put her in a little box and closed the lid. Once I gathered all I needed...

I plucked her wings and sauteed her in butter, nutmeg and cinnamon. Delicious.

After reassembling her skeleton and reattaching the wings, I cast the remains in resin. 

Someone would buy it, they always do.

Sunday, October 29, 2017

Trick or Poem by JM Scott Free Through November 2, 2017

Hey all, Trick or Poem is FREE in all Kindle markets through November 2, 2017.

This chapbook contains 31 Halloween and horror poems not suitable for kids. There are poems about demons, witches, cannibals, vampires, creatures in the dark and more.  Also there are three poetry collages and three emoji/ pictograph poems.

I hope you get a free copy and read it. If you love or hate it, please leave an honest review on Amazon or Goodreads.

Here is a sample from the book enjoy....