Writing 415 Ink and Editing Tramps and Thieves

Double….um.. I was going to say fisting but those aren’t the kind of books I write. So let’s just say tag teaming. Sort of.

A fourth way into the first book of the 415 Ink series and the edits for Murder 2 came in so it means a brain shift and voice alteration… which is a pain in the ass because it’s hard to fall into the noir if I’m entrenched in another tone.

So… music. There’s always certain songs or themes I listen to when writing. This helps me focus. For Tramps and Thieves, a lot of pure vocals and dirty music. Blues dirty. Rasp.

Here’s a track from the selection I listen to while writing Rook and Dante, it’s Lindi Ortega and her cover of Folsom Prison Blues.


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VAST is a glorious melange of music. I wrote a shit ton of Sinner’s Gin to Visual Audio Sensory Theater and many of my subsequent books have been written with one VAST album or another playing as I typed.

I gave a shout out to VAST in Murder and Mayhem’s acknowledgements because so much of the delicate steel girder beauty of VAST’s music resonates and tickles my muse. I cannot imagine writing without having the lace grit of this music behind me.

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And yes, Visual Audio Sensory Theater is my favourite but it’s all just so damned fricking good.

Coffee Tuesday

A large part of my evening was making a mix tape of Big Bang. Now I’ve already did the playlist but wanted to port it over to my phone. As usual, this is not an easy task, especially with Google Music App. It requires me copying the tracks, renaming the album they are in, reordering them and then pasting in an album cover so they’re all under the same umbrella.

And this change in album art still might not work. But that’s the smallest tickle of the problem

No, the largest came from trying to export the mix over to my phone without using a cable. Now why would I do that? Because at some point in time of my brain, I am determined to figure out a way to do things the way I want regardless of there being an easier solution.

It isn’t always the case. But fuck it, I was going to do this thru an app.

Dropbox failed me. Seriously? DROPBOX! Fuckers. No Quick Action button anymore to download and manage the file over to my microSD. Sons of a bitches.

Fine. Hightail it is.

Apparently sharing apps are just not into downloading. It requires the patience of a saint I wouldn’t give two fucks about if I stumbled across of him. Okay, that’s a lie. I’d help the saint but not the app.

So ended up using the cord anyway… only to discover the sort order wasn’t carrying over to the device.

Seriously, just so I have a playlist in my car.

Sighs. Back to square one. Creating a playlist. Round about…and an hour later… it’s loaded up.

It would be easier if the damned Alpine stereo remote worked with any other player but Google Music but it doesn’t. I hate being confined by apps.

Now it’s Tuesday when you’re reading this. Hopefully I’ll have Bang Bang Bang playing in the Firebird as I drive to work.


I hear this song and I think Miki and Damie.

Touched by VAST

Touched, you say that I am too
So much of what you say is true

I’ll never find someone quite like you again
I’ll never find someone quite like you, like you

The razors and the dying roses
Plead I don’t leave you alone
The demi-gods and hungry ghosts
Oh God, God knows I’m not at home

I’ll never find someone quite like you again
I’ll never find someone quite like you again

I, I looked into your eyes and saw
A world that does not exist
I looked into your eyes and saw
A world I wish I was in

I’ll never find someone quite as touched as you
I’ll never love someone quite the way that I loved you