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Sunday I turned in chapter 18 of book three to the critique group. Three ships battle it out with torpedoes, cannons, and small arms fire. While the heroine is trapped on a barge in the middle of the fighting with the enemy spy.

I kept three fights going at once while the heroine tries to save her lovers who is hanging below the barge in a bathysphere. It’s not easy keeping three story lines (that are happening at the same time) going and not confuse the reader.

Now all I have to do is write the Falling Action, The Resolution, and The Denouement and wrap up a bunch of lose ends. On paper that sounds like more work and writing than what I did for the second act of the book.

Of course as I wrote chapter 18 my outline went to pieces. I have to redo the outline of chapter 19, big time.

Word count is good, but way low. I have to go through several edits and a rewrite which will add words. Then it’s off to the Beta Readers. After the clean up using the Beta Readers comments I turn it in to the editor.

That brings up a big problem. I’m still working on the editing of the second book. Writing new stuff is more fun than editing. How many time do I have to read the same thing again? Is the edit making it better?

The big problem is I will now go for weeks without new material to submit to the critique group. I could give them edited material but they will get as tired of reading the same (but improved) stuff over and over.

The biggest problem is editing and rewriting take three times as long as writing the book in the first place.

Stay Strong, Write On (you heard it here first)   Professor Hyram Voltage.

You think after driving over 13 hours the day before we would take it a little easy toady. Wrong.

Looking at my carefully made plans my friend said we should visit Crater lake. That only involved driving a quarter of the way across Oregon. All two lane roads through the mountains. I should have realized I was exhausted when we almost ran out of gas. Eight hours of sleep does not make up for driving over half a day or for the three weeks of late night work getting the telescopes working, figuring out why the new digital camera does not work like the film camera on the scope. Building a sun aiming sigh for the scope, etc.

Found out that at Indian casinos (Casinos on American Indian’s reservations) you get to pump the gas, they don’t come out and do it for you. There’s a law in Oregon that the station personnel has to pump the gas, you can’t pump your own gas. They do not require the station attendances to wear plastic gloves to protect their hands from the gasoline or to wear face mask to protect them from the gasoline fumes. Having to pump your own gas upset the guy in front of me. He expected them to come out and pump the gas. He should have read the sign pointing to the pumps saying you pump your gas this lane and the other lane was for someone to come out and pump the gas. Of course it cost more to have the station people pump the gas.

Refueled and re-orientated we headed on to Crater Lake. They were holding a bicycle race/rally at Crater Lake. Narrow two lane road, with blind curves, double yellow lines in the middle of the road, and bicyclists all over the place. Then a SUV with California plates goes zooming by me at at least 50 miles an hour on a 25 mile an hour curve across a double yellow. No wonder Oregon residents don’t like Californians. There were cars from Washington state doing the same thing.

Crater Lake was nice, there was patches of snow still on the ground. It’s August and the patches were in places in the open where the sun could shine on it, not under trees. The lake is high and I got short of breath walking up a path from a look out point.

I asked a forest ranger how much snow they get. She said 43 to 44. I said 44 inches is a lot. She said; no, 44 feet. We couldn’t even see the three story building over there last winter.

From Crater lake we drove back across the state through Bend, OR and several other places to Fox, OR. It’s a small town of maybe a couple of dozen people. They had lots of yellow tape to keep people from parking in front of drive ways and houses. After scouting the area we drove on to Long Creek, OR. A nice little town of 220 people. The town had lots of things for the people coming to watch the eclipse. All the money the town made from the eclipse was going to the local school. We stopped and visited a friend who was camping the school yard (the camp ground was set up by the town).

Found out that there was a parking lot in a field that the town had set up just for those that were coming in the day of the eclipse. Another change of plans.

From Long Creek we drove on to Dayton, Washington. I had reservations in Dayton. It was a long drive. Much of it on roads I had never driven on before and in the dark. During the trip I almost hit four deer. If you see a deer on the road or near the road then there is another one you don’t see. It’s either a doe and its fawn or a buck and his doe. The second one will run out in front of you to catch up with the one that just ran out of your way. Always look out for the other one. We got into Dayton around 9:00 that night.

Dayton is a small place with no fast food places. Even the bar closes the grill at 9:00. We ended up goes to a convenience store/pin ball pallor. The guy there made us a couple of hamburgers.

The hotel was packed. They had two wedding parties there. It was also nosy with all the drunks.

Stay strong, write on.          Professor Hyram Voltage.

We left Klystronia central at oh dark 30. Stopped to grab a doughnut and we’re off. Took the back roads from Oxnard California to highway 126. Headed east to the 5 freeway. Turned north and up over the grape vine (the mountain pass from LA to the central valley of California).

Starting up the grape vine I set the cruise control to the limit, 65 miles an hour (and yes I was the slowest car on the road). The old Prius will keep it at 65 up hill and down. The car does make a moaning sound when the battery is fully charged by regenerative braking.

Hit the flat strip in central valley and the speed limit went up to 75. Except for a restroom stop and a Subway lunch we made time till we hit Stockton. I don’t know what the problem was, but it took us 45 minutes to go a couple of miles.

We drove into Weed California where I was planning to stay over night. It was still daylight and my friend said to drive on.

I had my friend dig out the tour book from the glove box. He cell phoned in a hotel reservation in Klamath Falls, Or. We now had a new goal. At Weed we turned onto US 97. The scenic route. It was late when we pulled into the hotel in Klamath Falls. The air was heavy with smoke form a forest fire. The hotel was three times the normal price. It was only the 18th and still days from the eclipse on the 21st, but all the hotels in the town were over priced.

What does this have to do with writing? The car was on cruse control most of the way. Would not be that hard to image a self driving car. Would you trust your car to drive itself safely and take a nap. Sitting in a car for over 13 hours is a pain. Don’t forget to add that to your story. How many characters get out of a car after driving to some remote spot and they’re fresh as a daisy. No stiff legs. No sore bottoms. No exhaustion. Even having someone else drive it tiring to ride in a car. Also the air conditioning is good in my car, but in over 100 degree temperatures outside it’s still hot. The black dash board in new cars radiates heat.

Over 700 miles traveled in one day, and over 100 miles of that on two lane roads. Over 13 hours of driving. There’s nothing like doing it to be able to write about it.

Stay strong, write on.        Professor Hyram Voltage

Amazon is buying Whole Foods. I think they are in for a rude awakening.

Amazon is in the business of selling anything (within legal limits). Whole Foods is in the business of selling green (as in wholesome) food. Walmart is the biggest seller of food and sells only a little green food. There are going to have to be some big changes at Whole Foods to take market share away form Walmart.

Amazon is in to robots. Whole Foods strikes me as a people store. Again I see a culture difference.

Today, I read a blog post that said that there were more libraries than Starbucks. The writer is on to something. There is a library in the city of Camarillo with a built in coffee shop. Every library should have one.

Now combine Amazon with coffee shops and you could have Amazon buy Starbucks. Again they would have a massive culture shock. Amazon doesn’t fit Starbucks’ image.

A better idea would be for Amazon to buy The Coffee Bean and Tea Shop group. They have better coffee, Starbucks coffee tastes burnt. Both companies have shops are all over the place. You could go down for a quick cup and pick up your Amazon deliveries. Amazon could install sets of lockers at the coffee shop to hold valuable deliveries. The coffee shops are open long hours, you could swing by on your way to work or returning from work and pick up your Amazon purchase. And with long hours there would be employees there to keep an eye on the lockers. Of course they could have lockers that could be accessed at any time, just stick in your Amazon credit card.

Coffee goes with reading the newspaper and Amazon owns the Post. Coffee also goes good with a book. They could sell e-books at the coffee shop. I can see the recommendation on the wall mounted black board. Buy a peppermint mocha coffee and get half off on George Orwell. The coffee shops have free WiFi and Amazon could force adds on the free WiFi when you log on. The adds don’t have to be for books, they could be for anything. How about a movie and a headset with your espresso.

This is just what Amazon needs, buyers over loaded on caffeine with their credit card already out.

Stay strong, write on.    Professor Hyram Voltage

The Memorial Day weekend was a big weekend for me.

I had a friend drive 300 miles to help me work on an antenna. Not just any antenna, one that I can use to bounce radio signals off the moon with. It will take a pair of them, and they are each thirty feet long.

During the weekend; we cut metal, welded metal, painted metal, drilled holes in metal. We also machined metal to within a thousandth of an inch.

My friend started out reenforcing the antenna support. He started at the bottom and did things I would never have thought of. I wanted to start in the middle and work my way out. If you start in the middle, no matter which way you go you’re going in the right direction. It’s good to get feed back from someone else and use that feed back. His ideas worked and the support stub tower support is much more stable than before.

Next we needed to get the antenna to hold its position. It was bobbing around in the wind, and I get a lot of 10 mile an hour wind here. Down came the old elevation rotor. Next came the problems with the pillow blocks (big bearing) that will hold the elevation shaft. The holes in the pillow blocks bearings were too small by 20 thousandth of an inch. The elevation shaft was 7 thousandths over sized. That’s 27 thousandth interference. The bearings are harden steel. It’s not going to fit or go together with the equipment I have. I would need a 12 foot long bed on the lathe to take off the material from the elevation shaft or a precision grinder to open up (widen) the pillow block bearing holes. That harden steel is difficult to work.

Compromises were made. Things were put together. Three days of intense work were accomplished. This is a lot like writing.

Then after my friend went back to his place I installed a new faucet in the bathroom and a new reverse osmosis unit under the kitchen sink. The faucet took three and half hours of laying under the vanity and struggling with hard to get at pipe fittings.

The reverse osmosis unit took five hours of laying on sharp edges of kitchen cabinets struggling with corroded fittings.

After that I was in no condition to write a blog post last Monday.

Its taken days to get back to writing. I’m back and writing. I’m sore, bruised and I disliking plumbing more than every.

Stay strong, write on.                    Professor Hyram Voltage