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STOP Not Writing - The Writer Avoidance Addict Recovery Book I Wish I Had Years Ago

Courtesy There’s a time in every writer’s life when they so want to write but something, or many things, hold them back. Every hack looks at this road block as unfair, and if you’re a perfectionist or a Doer, negative emotions bubble up to the surface which makes the matter even worse. Doubt Fear Lack of Knowledge/Experience The Holy Trinity of a thing called Writer’s Block. If you gain the knowledge and experience and kill the doubt and bore the fear, you become a prolific writer, and your professional literary dreams will come true. As long as you acknowledge the existence, and necessity, of the fourth ingredient… Hard work. So many new writers view this profession as completely romantic. They see Paris in the springtime, erudite conversations in swank cafes by night. Love making by the Seine and words flowing like champagne as the after-effect. Rrright. Uh-huh. I’d so make time for those lovely moments, but in betwe

Trapped Inside the USS West Virginia...

Courtesy War History Network - Clifford Olds 20,  Ronald Endicott,18, Louis “Buddy” Costin, 21

I just had an email where someone asked me, "Where do your book ideas come from?"
I have to back the cart up just a wee bit to answer...

It was an offhand conversation I heard from my parents when I was a wee kid.

How there were men, sailors, trapped in a capsized ship at Pearl Harbor, and how they would tap,tap,tap on the overturned hull to talk in Morse code to their supposed rescuers...and because of pressure implosion, if the rescue men attempted to make openings in the hull, the trapped sailors would be crushed.

My parents were small town Canadians and in the WWII war years that was about as accurate as the information got.

They assumed it was the USS Arizona.
It wasn't.
They assumed the pressure story was true.
It wasn't.
It was the capsized USS West Virginia, and three sailors that were trapped under water in the bow Stores compartment, and how they tapped with dog wrenches day and night from December 7th to 24th to try to seek help and be rescued from their underwater tomb.

Armed guards stationed near the wreck would hear this endless tapping, knowing from their superiors that there was no structural way to rescue those sailors. If a hole were drilled into the hull, the water would rise and drown the men before they could reach them. Those guards listened to those taps for 17 nights. I wouldn't take a million dollars for what their dreams were like after the war.
That casual tale talked about with my parents seared in me for decades that horrific visual.
And it wasn't until I saw a replay of a documentary in 2015 showing the capsized hull of the USS Oklahoma that the image hit home to me in a literary way.

What were those hours like for those men?
Were their thoughts, actions so horrendous that none dare imagine?
I decided I would figuratively return to Pearl Harbor, December 1941 and dive into those air pockets and find out for myself.
I needed to know.
I needed to feel that horror.
And I wanted to tell the tale of what I saw and felt.

Therein lies the seed of a book.

It is just that simple and just that hard.


B J's Bookshelf...

A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
The Hobbit
The Joy Luck Club
All the King's Men
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
Mansfield Park
Faust: First Part
The Catcher in the Rye
Islands in the Stream
And the Sea Will Tell
Animal Farm
Charlotte's Web
Sophie's Choice
Angela's Ashes
Memoirs of a Geisha
Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood
The Secret Man: The Story of Watergate's Deep Throat
One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest
The Hunt for Red October

B. J. Thomspon's favorite books »

B J's Literary Heros ~ Ernest Hemingway ~ F. Scott Fitzgerald ~ James A. Michener ~ Herman Wouk ~ James Jones ~ Vincent Bugliosi

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