Dead Characters – version 1.0

After a long hiatus I am returning to blogging and updates on my writing. It has been hard to get back to writing, which I have been doing for the last couple of weeks. Plugging away, 750 words a pop. I am not complaining. It is just the way it is. This time around I hope to make it an ingrained? engrained? habit. But the only way to know that is to check when I am dead. At least it will give me something to do.

Speaking of dead, I did a beta read for an author in which the main character is dead. Great read, but, I want the main character to continue on, for there to be a sequel. I expressed my desire to the author who laughed at me. I retorted that I will start a campaign that will force the author to resurrect the hero. He still laughed, dead is dead. I defy any one to read the story and not want the character to live. While not published, you can get the feel of it at: (Once I am rich and famous with an army of followers, I will start the campaign)

Which brings me to my next string of consciousness thoughts for this returning blog post, do you have to kill one of your main characters to have a good book in today’s market? 

I don’t want to kill any of my characters. I want to see them suffer, sure, but kill them? Is killing one of your main characters just a ‘trendy’ thing to do? Or is it necessary to do? Do you have a bad book if you don’t kill one off? Will it be rejected because the “Kill a Main Character” check box is not checked off? It is a concerning problem for me. Are there novels where no-one dies that are space opera? Usually, someone dies. But not a main character. One of the great parts of space opera to me is that the protagonist and antagonist have this ongoing, long term ‘relationship’.One almost kills the other, but somehow miraculously survives to try and kill the other one. I think that you are all smart enough to recognize many literary and movie works that have a long term fight between our hero and our villain, both in Sci-Fi and Fantasy. Perhaps one of my main characters will offer themselves up as a sacrifice and die a noble death. Or just get hit by bus for no reason. But I doubt it, they all want to live too much. Trust me, I am trying to kill them.

This brings us to the Dead End for today – as always

Be Well dcd

Flash Fiction

The smell of burnt flesh lived in the air, alive, seeking to be experienced before it dissipated, before it died through dispersal.

Jennifer easily avoided the plume of living smoke. Anyone still alive could avoid the new life forms that arose after the awaking and the mistakes that followed.

She continued on her way to the meeting. The human meeting.

“I call this last meeting of the humans to order,” declared John Smith

We have one order of business today. To elect a new leader. My time is done. My mandate was to stabilize the remaining humans, to find a way to have a stable environment that didn’t change daily.

Welcome to Eden Prime. Coordinates have been downloaded into your datastreams. They require living human dna to be decrypted. There are no exceptions. ” John intoned

At this, there was a murmuring through the crowd. Many had argued that the coordinates were to be shared with their allies, The robot AI had helped keep the humans alive. Had protected us when we were at our weakest. They deserved to know where we were going. Jennifer was one them. She was alive because of them.

“I know,” acknowledging the unspoken concern, “and there is more bad news, so you might as well sit down, and get comfortable. Many of you won’t like this next bit. ” He waited until they all were seated.

“Eden Prime is aware and programed to only allow on human sentient beings to live in it. Humans with complete dna.”, he sat down, exhausted and free. Free of the secret that he had kept for so long.  It was like his final confession.

Ten minutes later the yelling, threats and pandemonium stopped. At least no one was dead, Jennifer thought. Especially John. Her team had protected him when he was attacked. Kept him alive. He didn’t seem to care if he lived or died.

“Order, Order DAMM IT!”, Jennifer yelled.

“Nominations for leader of the humans is now open”, she declared, stepping down.

“I nominate Jennifer, as leader of the humans”

“I second the nomination”

“Are there any other nominations?”

“Jennifer, Jennifer, Jennifer” the crowd yelled.

After a few minutes of applause the it died down. She let it play out, letting the emotion of the moment be wrung out of the crowd.

“Thank-you, Thank-you one and all” She cried.

“Sargent of arms, arrest John Smith for treason against humans. Hold him in custody for trail”, Jennifer ordered. She was in charge now.

She was in charge of the humans, hopefully everything else went as smoothly with the AI’s…