Glad you could join us for the next beguiling episode of Elliot’s Adventures. If you’re new here, you can catch up by returning to the beginning, and reading really fast…
Feeling an itch for excitement in the very soul of his single-footed self, Elliot forged a path up the hill that stretched further than even his fully extended eyes could see.
As his muscles, undulating beneath his glimmering skin, drove him ever forward, the sun rolled lazily across the sky, slowly stirring the air in its wake to blow a warm dry breath over his streamlined form, mocking his efforts with the very real threat of dehydration. His confidently rapid gait struggled against the parching wind and the thirst it left behind, and his progress slowed to the pace of a sleeping sloth.
A dark tendril of doubt crept over the crest of this endless uphill landscape. Should he admit defeat and turn back? Can a person ever go home again?
“Well, that’s a silly question,” Elliot chided himself, shifting his shell forward just enough to ease the unaccustomed pressure his shiny new abode placed on his tender tail. “Besides, I know where I’ve been; the excitement lies in not knowing what’s ahead. If I’m going to see what waits on the other side, I must go on.”
So, drawing from a newly divined well of determination, he rallied what little strength he had left not knowing if it would be enough to carry him to his goal, and Elliot went on.
To be continued…
Today’s twofer from April 3, 2016:
Is there anything more boring than listening to unpublished authors talk about their “writing process”? Well, maybe out-of-work actors talking about roles they used to play and, in LA, The Industry. And any gamer anywhere talking about their avatar like it’s them. And first-time parents going on and on…and on about their week-old genius baby.
“Confession: Sometimes the ‘S’ in ‘S.T.’ stands for Snarky…” S.T. Ranscht
So apologies, but I won’t keep you long. I just want to tell you about one moment in Time. The moment I finished a 104,000 word book.
I had imagined that moment for a couple of months, from the minute Robb (my writing partner) and I could finally see The End powering over the hill, gathering climactic steam. An unstoppable force I welcomed with late night/wee hour writing marathons fueled by pot after pot of Gold Coast Blend.
That’s all I’m going to say about my “process”. I promise.
“…very early on, I knew what the final image of the show was going to be. His eye closing.” Matthew Fox, LOST’s Jack Shephard
It was my privilege to write the final chapter of Enhanced. Like Matthew Fox in LOST, I’d always known how it would end. During the three years we wrote, that never changed.
The surprise struck the moment I typed:
End Book One
Not the whole world, of course. Just mine. Sitting alone, late afternoon sun bouncing off the condos across the street into my east-facing living room, glancing into the dining room to light my work space from the south. Falling into a silence-filled satisfaction that had no room for excitement or triumph or emptiness.
An indelible single moment in my life.
Have you ever had an inevitable moment that you thought would have one quality, and then turned out to stun you in a completely different way? I’d love to hear about it. Please share. I know I can’t be the only one.
Not yet available in stores, brick-and-mortar or otherwise. (Cover designed by Brylan Ranscht, my son who was a genius at 1-hour old, and remains so to this day. Lemme tell you what he did this morning — it was amazing! Uh…where are you going? Wait-!)
“…and sometimes the ‘S’ stands for ‘Shameless’.” S.T. Ranscht
*Ahem* While you’re here:
You can read Chapters 1 – 3 here.
You can find me on Twitter @stranscht.