My New Book "They Came From Fort Blue Hill" Is Now Available!

 

Back in late-2019, I had a germ of an idea and decided to just sit down and start writing it. I developed a character I really enjoyed; a down-on-his-luck, small-town reporter named Wes McGavin.

I wanted to write a book that people who hate reading books would enjoy. A book that just wanted to be funny and entertaining, but still contained a structurally-sound story.

The idea was that Wes thinks of himself as an intrepid reporter, but in reality is a slacker, who was looking for a way to quickly rise through the ranks of journalism and get out of his hometown. The story he lands on is that aliens are being kept at a military base north of town, and he teams up with a disgraced conspiracy theorist to uncover the truth and save both of their careers.

I wrote about thirty pages before finding myself in a corner and putting the manuscript aside. If I remember correctly, I picked it up sporadically through the spring of 2020 because, I mean, if you remember that particular stretch of time and what was happening throughout the world, what else was I going to do? However, again, I hit a roadblock and put it away. 

In late 2020, I decided I was going to finish that manuscript before the calendar flipped to 2021. Some days I'd write north of 2,000 words, other days I'd get half a page if I was lucky, but I finished the first draft. I spent almost the next year cleaning up the initial draft, adding things, taking out elements that didn't work, and punching up jokes.

I'd still be doing that now—and would probably never stop— if I hadn't decided that I needed a deadline of December 14. 

Now, you can read it, and I really hope you do.


If you like what you read, be sure to tell your friends about it and leave a review on Amazon. I've got a couple more ideas for Wes McGavin and have about fifty pages of another book written at the moment, plus an outline for a third).

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