Updates and Junk

Yes, I’m still alive. My last post was five months ago and I’m sorry for the long wait, though it may not seem that long. It doesn’t for me. I’ve been busy and that’s a good thing.

I’m currently working on two rewrites for two new novels. I’m excited about them and can’t wait to put them in your hands. The first is titled Sins of Iniquity and the other is Bone Cay. They both feature a new reoccurring character, Leroy Cutter, a Detroit homicide detective hell bent on self destruction while trying to protect the city he loves, but often doesn’t love him back.  As it stands, Leroy will appear in four novels in total, but if all goes well, he may continue on. I guess it all depends on how well he is received.

There is a Season is out of print, but is available on www.channillo.com as a subscription serial. I recommend dropping some pennies on Channillo. Not only do you get to read There is a Season, there are also some fine writers on the site producing great stories. One of my favorites is a series called A Touch of Noir. Check it out.

I’m often asked what’s happening on the movie front with The Final Round. Well, it’s a rollercoaster that I’m not really involved with and nor do I want to be. Investors come and go, producers come and go, but the core team is still going strong, so I’m told. The project is still alive. The movie business is a dark corner in a nightclub where shady deals are made. I prefer the dance floor. Until then, the book is still available. If you haven’t read The Final Round, then what are you waiting for? It’s a five star book written by a one a star man and it has a really cool cover. Seriously though, The Final Round is a fantastic read that might inspire a reader or two. Instead of handing out candy on Halloween, you can hand out copies of the book. It also makes a great Thanksgiving centerpiece and goes well with gravy. And, of course, there’s Hanukkah and Christmas. So many opportunities!

You can pick The Final Round up on Amazon in trade paperback or Kindle. Give it a read or, at the very least, buy it. As much as I enjoy hearing from people that have read the book, I enjoy even more the cha-ching of a purchase.

Finally, summer is over, fall is upon us, and soon winter will kill us. Enjoy it while it lasts. I will in my own way, which normally involves bourbon. I highly recommend it.

Anyway, as I move to rewrite mode, I’ll be a ghost, but be strong. I’ll be back toward the end of the year for my New Year perspective. Thanks for reading.

Happy Halloween, Thanksgiving, and all that jazz.

Face the Book: An explanation

On February 1st, I announced to all my friends and family and acquaintances that I was shutting down my private Facebook page at the end of the month. However, I was keeping my public page, my professional page, active and if anyone wanted to stay informed or might possibly want to send me death threats, then they would have to like my professional page. Now some may say that this was just a way to get more people to like my page, which by the way is www.facebook.com/gwallisonjr. But they are wrong. This blog is a way to get people to do that, though. So, click the link above and join the party. I did, however, have some friends ask why I was shutting down my private page. And to put it plainly, it’s to save the work.

Many reasons went into this decision. Among them was the simple fact regarding privacy. I had grown tired of putting my life out there for display. I know that I didn’t have to, but in order to stay engaged and, dare I say, relevant, you have to put yourself out there. It was exhausting. Additionally, anyone could search or stumble across my page despite the privacy settings I had in place. If you were a friend of a friend, then you could possibly see just about everything pertaining to my life. That’s out there, man, and I wasn’t digging it.

But the absolute must do reason is the work. Social media is a great tool. It’s great for staying in touch with people around the world. It’s great for sharing life experiences. It’s great for promoting or selling. But it is also a trap.

I work in a peculiar vocation. I am a writer. I create worlds with words. I don’t paint. I don’t make films. I don’t dance. I don’t sing. I don’t play an instrument. I am a writer. Social media for other artists is a form of display. However, for the writer, it is a vacuum. It sucks the mojo from our souls, deflates the muse, arrests the spirit. Most of social media is made up of words and when I, as a writer, use my written words on something other than my art, I waste them. I just couldn’t do it anymore. I was robbing my own house.

I don’t mean to sound pretentious. I’m far too self-loathing to do that. But it is true that if you talk about it, you lose it. My thoughts, fears, observations, hatred, love, and anger belong on paper; not Facebook. And this is why I’m shutting down. To save the work.