Good work, Keith!

 

From the desk of W. J. Onufer…

While in Clarksville, Tenn. last week, my cover Artist, Keith Wood, and I did a Tales of the Vampire Hadley Price book signing at Rick’s Comic City. Something happened there that I’ve never seen in any venue where I’ve sold my books. First off, I’ve never seen book vending where both the Author and the cover Artist are present. Keith and I have done several together and have been well received in that. People are thrilled to have their Tales of the Vampire Hadley Price books signed by the Author and cover Artist.

But at Rick’s last week, Keith did something that went beyond that. And I was blown away by how acomidating and original that was.

At one point, a copy of Torch, the new Hadley book was being purchased. The buyer asked Keith if he would do a sketch, in addition to signing it. I thought this was bit much to ask but after negotiating a charge of an additional five dollars, Keith agreed to do it.

Now five dollars is a give away price for orginial Keith Wood art work. But as long as Keith was good with that, so was I.

I proceeded to run the buyers debit card through the reader on my cell phone to complete the transaction. At the same, I was multi-tasking several conversations with people gathered around the counter where Steve (Ricks’ Comics store manager) had us set up. While doing that, I assumed that Keith would just run off a postage stamp size little drawing. Maybe Hadley’s lips and fangs, something akin to a minimalist tattoo.

But no. When I was done running that debit card, I looked over at Keith and he was doing a full page, head and shoulders of Hadley. The person buying that book couldn’t have been more amazed than I was. Keith was speed-drawning and I knew it. When he and I work together on a Hadley book cover or any other Hadley promotional materials, the pace is much slower to get it all right. He erased the pencil a couple times to redraw and I explained to those watching, that no line in an initial sketch is definitive. Playing with that is necessary to, as I’ve said, get it right.

I can’t promise that Keith will do that in any future book signings that we both attend. While book vending in various venues, things can get a little crowded with people and happen fast and furious at peek times. We may not have the time to acomidate that.

But it was way cool of him to do that at Rick’s. Good work, Keith!

Has anyone else seen something like this at a Con or book singing?

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All Talk. No Action

 

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When Hadley Price stops talking, be afraid. Be very afraid.

From the desk of W. J. Onufer…

My writing style in the Tales of the Vampire Hadley Price books is dilogue-heavy. It’s nothing I planned. It just worked out that way. I just write a lot of damn dialogue. The characters tell me stuff and a lot of that stuff is what they say.

This has come in handy for those times that I wrote scripts used in the Byron Chronicles online audio dramas. Series producer, Eric Busby, has generously allowed my little Vampire gal, Hadley Price, to periodically be a guest character in those on-going, fun-spooky audio episodes. And I loved writing Hadley in those. Truth be told, I never wrote in play format before writing for Eric. It was a something new and experimental for me. And I must have faked that pretty good because any feed-back on scripts I sent Eric had no mention of how I formated that. On that, at least, no correction was needed. So a dialogue-heavy writing style went a long way to adapt to being a playwright.

Some may suggest that a story with a lot of dialogue may be indicative of a story that lacks action. And I’ll address that concern a little later here in relation to the Tales of the Vampire Hadley Price books.

But the point of that is a good one. In the real world, there are those are all talk and no action. And there are people who are braggarts who make a lot of noise in self-promotion. No matter what question is asked of them, they turn it around and loudly talk about themself. But after the talk, there’s no action follow-up.

This is exemplified no better than in the current president of the United States.

Braggarts are nothing new. I’m giving way my age when I say I was teen-ager in the 1970s. There were loud-talking people back then as well. And for me, as a teen-aged guy back then, two men were the prime examples of motor-mouth self-promoters. They were loud and in your face. Two men- Evel Knievel and Muhammad Ali . For young people who have never heard of either of these guys, Goggle them. Very interesting dudes, both.

Either one of them could go one-on-one with Donald Trump in the self-promotion department. There were both in that league. The fact that Muhammad Ali did that with charm and charisma that the other two didn’t match, in my mind, made him the true master of that.

But there’s one important difference between the likes of Donald Trump and the likes of Evel Knievel and Muhammad Ali . When Muhammad Ali  was done talking, he got in the ring and won fights. When Evel Knievel was done talking talking, he got on his motorcycle, flew in mid-air and land safely after jumping long distances. Sure, sometimes things didn’t work out when they each tried that. But both had the panache to back up everything they said. And they had the bravery to face failure when they didn’t succeed and the public saw that. Muhammad Ali and Evel Knievel were macho dudes, the real thing, true bad-asses that made them legends, not just because they did something that was difficult, but also, in their failures, they stepped-up and tried. Not just talk. Action personified.

I see no such follow-up after loud talk by Donald Trump. All talk. No action. Panache not achieved, not just because his words are empty but also because the man has no charm at all. Forget Eminem. Muhammad Ali, back in his day, would blow away Donald Trump in a contest of the spoken word.

(No disrespect intended to Eminem.)

Speaking of panache and the charming woman who has it in spades- don’t let the dialogue-heavy content of the Tales of the Vampire Hadley Price books fool you. When Hadley Price stops talking, be afraid. Be very afraid. Vampire action personified. Bloody will flow.

Get your copy of Torch, the new Tales of the Vampire Hadley Price novel, in paper book or ebook here: https://store.bookbaby.com/book/Torch

Listen to the Byron Chronicles here: http://ericbusbypresents.com/the-byron-chronicles-a-game-of-betrayal/

 

No Guilt Involved

From the desk of W.J. Onufer…

It’s entirely possible that someone who is a skeptic, might feel guilty for enjoying the the music from the album “To Hell with the Devil” by Styper. A free-thinker liking music by a Christian metal band? A big no-no to admit that something Christian is not totally terrible? What would the other skeptics think of that? Snob-factor not ratcheted up high enough? Would that free-thinker be branded “uncool” for such a guilty-pleasure admission?

The answer to that last question is this: a true free-thinker is opened ended. They get past labels and see for themself. They demand proof. Not hype. They do not depend on the concensus of others and have very little interest in determining what is or is not cool.

Besides, it is likewise possible that that same Stryper-listener free-thinker may also listen to bands like Sabaton, Theatres des Vampires, Alice Cooper, Epica, Haggard and Star One. A person does not have to believe that ancient barbarian wars, Vampires, ghosts, dragons and inter-galactic quests are all real to enjoy music based on those fantasies.

One myth is as good as another.

There’s no reason what-so-ever that a free-thinker can’t enjoy Stryper’s music, in that context.

The truth is, “To Hell with the Devil” is a great Heavy Metal album. In-your-face backbeat. Chunky guitars. Soaring vocals. Great stuff.

Put it on. Turn it up.

Loud.

No guilt involved.