Look, You Just Can’t Make This Up

The shining star of this week has been the completion of the book cover for my upcoming novel; J.R. van Helsing.  I’m extremely pleased with the work of my artist, not that I haven’t been before, and am raring to spend some time away from my book to create a book trailer for it!  For the last two days, I have been scouring the internet for royalty free goodies that will be a fit for what I have in mind.

Yes, this cover has been the shining star over a week that has had the worst luck my family has seen in quite some time. 

You know how they say that bad things happen in threes, right?  Yeah…  We’re one shy of doubling that.

The first happened when my youngest boy was running through the house with a laundry basket over his head and he ran into one of our largest windows.  No, he wasn’t hurt!  Thank goodness!  But he made very good use of that one second we took our eyes off of him.  Quotes to replace it have been in the five hundred-dollar (plus) range.

The second happened that very same night.  While washing the dishes from dinner, my oldest dropped a ceramic bowl into the sink, shattering it.  Some of the smaller pieces fell into the garbage disposal, unbeknownst to her at the time, and whatever happened when it was next ran has assured that it will run no more.   Another hundred dollars in repairs.

A couple of days later, while exiting my van upon returning home from work, I dropped my cell phone.  Now… This isn’t anything I haven’t done before.  I have it in a protective case to help prevent any damage!  However, this time I won the lottery.  It landed on the bottom right corner, and for some reason that physics has yet to explain, the screen exploded.  Eight hundred-dollar phone, however, my protection plan will replace it.  I’m still waiting on it to get to my local sales team.  Yes, it’s good news, but my family depends upon me having this communication link.

Last night, as I was on my way home from work, my van became possessed by the spirit of Christine, and tried to defeat me by way of acceleration.  For some inexplicable reason, my van began to slowly accelerate and it would not stop!  My pedal was not stuck, nor was there anything keeping it down.   My brakes still worked. Again, thank goodness, because it could have gotten very ugly, very fast!  (No pun intended.)   

Finally, and the most painful of this unholy quintuple, I came home to find my wife in tears.  At some point between our room and the kitchen, her wedding ring decided that it was Harry Houdini in a past life, that is, if inanimate objects could be animate in a past life!

So.  That happened. 

I’m not usually the type of guy to air out his woes for the world to see, but this is something I had to get off of my chest.  Somewhere along the way, one of us crossed the path of a black cat.  We must have broken a mirror.  Hell, I’m apt to believe that I’ve roused the ancient wrath of God for crying out loud!

Perhaps by saying it, letting others see this series of unfortunate events, I can break this chain of bad luck.  Maybe my words will touch a reader who had been ‘touched’, (in a holy, good luck kind of way and not the creepy kind of way) and some of their good fortune will pay forward to us?  Yeah I’m reaching, but a guy can dream, right?

I know there are others less fortunate than we.  Some hail from broken homes, others battle with illnesses that no person should have to deal with.  Would I give all of my woes for just one?  I guess, no.  In retrospect material things are just that.  Broken or lost items can be fixed or replaced and we’ve had to go without a lot of things over the years, so what’s a few more?  

I’m not the most religious man.  

But you already knew that, right?  Sure you do.  I’m willing to bet that you’ve read some of my work by now?

As I was saying; I’m not the most religious man, but I suppose I should feel somewhat honored.  They say that ‘He’ never puts more on a person’s shoulders than they can bear.  Well, considering the cross we already carry, and now having these five vultures perched upon it, I’m led to believe that ‘He’ must think very highly of us.

Upcoming Interview

In just a few short days, I will find myself with an opportunity that is bigger than I can possibly imagine.

For those of my readers who have yet to read my post regarding my book signing, I invite you to take a few moments to go check it out.

Are we all caught up?

Good!  So then you know about the photographer I met while there?  Excellent.

I took his advice and contacted the news reporter and with-in a couple hours I had a delighted response and invitation!

Just so we’re all clear here; I will be appearing on a local news station, for an onscreen interview, regarding my vampire hunter trilogy!

This is unheard of for me.  When I sent off the email, at best I expected to be politely let down.  I figured that a reply would find its way into my inbox, at the end of the week, explaining how they appreciated my candor, but this wasn’t something they weren’t interesting in doing at this time.  Imagine my surprise when I was proven wrong a short time later!

There are a million questions running through my mind, but, am I nervous?  Years ago, I participated in a trombone trio that went to State, as part of my band class.  I had to perform before two thousand of my peers and the judges.  I’ve given a few speeches to small crowds of people, mostly family, but also before my peers in Speech class.  Of course, and most recently, I spent an evening describing the plot and story of the my first book to several interested readers.  In every instance, once I got in front of the mic, everything else fell into place.

The question remains.  Am, I, Nervous?

A little, admittedly.  But it’s not like I will be speaking before a huge audience.  At most, it will be myself, the interviewer and the cameraman.  It will be in a comfortable setting that will make it seem like the interviewer and myself are having a friendly discussion, so I’m not to worried about the pressure.  Of course, I don’t know what will be in the panoramic that isn’t seen from the viewer’s point of view, but that shouldn’t be too bad.

It feels more like I’m preparing to give exactly what it is; an interview.  He will have questions, I will have answers, and before I know it we’ll be shaking hands and parting ways.

Do I have concerns?  Of course I do.  This is the first time that anyone in my immediate family will appear on TV for a good reason!  *laughs*  Okay, in all seriousness and joking aside, this is something that has a lot of potential to get my work out there.

Sure, I’ve sold some books.  I’ve also donated some to the Little Free Libraries around town!  Add in the signing and I have had a fairly good run these last two months.  My concern is as to whether or not I am able to be concise, and more importantly, professional about the work I’ve invested so much time in creating.  This is, after all, going to be my first author interview!

My plan is to treat it as if the reporter interviewing me is an interested reader.  Since I will be speaking to him about the trilogy, I simply need to give my best synopsis, offer the baited hook and hope he takes a bite.  If he believes it, the rest should fall into place, right?

Oh, but we shall see, won’t we…?

For now, I try to make sense of the hurricane in my mind, capture my thoughts as they are violent whipped to and fro and start writing some notes.  I should prepare my best synopsis, practice reciting it and go from there.

Wish my luck, my friends.

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R. Richardsson Interview with Ralph Hipp, WIBW Channel 13, 4:00pm Central Time, November 11, 2013

For those unable to view the program, I will be later capturing the video and uploading it to my YouTube Channel.

theThinker