Author has written 32 stories for Adam-12, Route 66, Emergency, Twister, Public Enemies, and Gone with the Wind.
UPDATE, 10/3/15: Posted the second chapter to the Jean Reed fic. I'm also still working on the Brice fic. I figure I'll have Brice's story finished by the time the next century rolls around, LOL. Actually I hope it doesn't take THAT long because I've got other stories planned for him that take place after that story ends. I keep coaxing him into cooperation with bedtime stories of the rules and regulations, and I coax Louie into cooperation with scads of lettuce and the occasional little peg kid from the Life game. A writer's gotta do what she's gotta do, right?
Actually, a lot of my creative energies that were active when I first started posting on here have since been dampened by the chronic health issues I deal with, including near-daily migraines. It used to be I could work through them, but anymore I'm finding that not only do I usually wind up hating what I've written during one of my migraines, by forcing myself to work through them seems to make them hang around longer. It also goes without saying that my life has changed quite a bit over the last few years and my free time is often at a premium. I'm not sharing these details to obtain sympathy or pity or make excuses, I'm merely stating the issues as outright facts as to why my writing pace is really slow. Hopefully, readers will understand and if they don't, well, I guess they'll just have to stop reading my stories if they're bothered by lack of frequent updates.
A reader suggested I write a tribute story to Martin Milner and while I appreciated that they felt I could do a good job with it, at this point I am not planning a story in that vein. It's not that I don't feel Martin Milner deserves a tribute, it's just that to me, a story that incorporates his death into fictional canon by killing off either Tod Stiles or Pete Malloy (or any of his other characters) seems really...well, final, you know? Once you've killed them off, it's hard to reuse them in future stories, even in stories set before they died because readers already know that you've killed them off in the tribute story. Yeah, I know a writer can claim the tribute piece as being out of canon with their timeline, but still, I'd much rather think that his characters are granted eternal life so as long as there is someone out there willing to continue to write for them. So for now, the stories I've already written around his characters will have to stand as my tribute to him.
Thank you to everyone who has read, reviewed, or favorited my stories, I appreciate it!
I've been a writer for over thirty years now and it is one of my biggest passions (collecting old vinyl records is the other passion). I write solely for my own pleasure and if other people enjoy my stories, that's great, if they don't, that's fine, too. My characters are flawed and fucked up, and they experience the same emotions a real person would experience in whatever situation I've created for them...it's the only way I can identify with them in order to get into their heads so I can then write them in the story. I dislike "happy bobbleheads" characters who go through all sorts of traumatic experiences and yet have all the emotional range of a Barbie doll. I also tend to write darker themes because I know realistically that's what the characters in fire or police work would experience on the job. There is also profanity in my work, even though in the era the shows I write for aired, profanity was not allowed on prime time tv. Should any of those aspects not work for a reader, the little red X in the right-hand corner of the page works well in closing the story out and the back button will return the reader to the main story page where they can find something more suitable for their tastes.
Please note that due to health issues/limited free time I do not do beta work, I do not take story requests, and I don't do co-authoring with anyone.
As to the two unfinished stories "In the Aftermath of Hell" and "Courage Under Fire", I have no guarantee that the muse will ever get back to them to finish them. However, due to issues I will not go into, I cannot remove those two stories from any of the sites they're posted on. I also do NOT give permission for anyone else to try to finish those stories for me and I ask for that to please be respected.
The photo I'm using for my avatar was taken by me at a local fire scene in February of 2002. No one was hurt, but it destroyed an antiques mall and did serious damage to an orthodontist office and a pharmacy.
"Don't ever mistake my silence for ignorance, my calmness for acceptance, or my kindness for weakness." —Anonymous
"Sometimes 'the majority' only means all the fools are on the same side."—Anonymous
"A good story cannot be devised; it has to be distilled. I always regard the first draft as raw material. What seems to be alive in it is what belongs in the story." —Raymond Chandler, from a 1950s letter to a friend
"I don't know, I'm making this up as I go." —Indiana Jones, Raiders of the Lost Ark, 1981
"The thing about a story is that you dream it as you tell it, hoping that others might then dream along with you, and in this way memory and imagination and language combine to make spirits in the head. There is the illusion of aliveness." -Tim O'Brien, The Things They Carried, 1990
"My dear, I don't give a damn." —Rhett Butler from Margaret Mitchell's 1936 novel Gone With the Wind
"But down these mean streets a man must go who is not himself mean, who is neither tarnished nor afraid. He is the hero; he is everything. He must be a complete man and a common man and yet an unusual man. He must be a man of honor–by instinct, by inevitability, without thought of it, and certainly without saying it. He must be the best man in his world and a good enough man for any world. He has a sense of character, or he would not know his job. He is a lonely man and his pride is that you will treat him as a proud man or be very sorry you ever saw him. He has a range of awareness that startles you, but it belongs to him by right, because it belongs to the world he lives in. If there were enough like him, the world would be a very safe place to live in, without becoming too dull to be worth living in. The story is this man's adventure in search of a hidden truth, and it would be no adventure if it did not happen to a man fit for adventure."—Raymond Chandler, The Simple Art of Murder, 1934
"He felt like somebody had taken the lid off life and let him see the works."—Dashiell Hammett, The Maltese Falcon, 1929
"Nick Yanov stared at the sleeping ducks in the peaceful pond and said, 'They were just policemen. Rather ordinary young guys, I thought. Maybe a little lonelier than some. Maybe they banded together when they were especially lonely. Or scared.' [Yanov] looked up at the brooding darkness, at the tarnished misty moon. There were no stars. Not even the great star could pierce that black sky. Nick Yanov stood where they had put their blankets down, close enough to the water to pretend they were with nature, here in the bowels of the violent city. He felt some light mocking rain, yet longed to stay here in the solitude, while dead leaves scraped at his feet like perishing brown parchment. Then he flipped the cigarette into the pond and heard the hiss and watched it float. He was immediately sorry he did it. Yet there was other debris on the still water and in the bushes if one used the moonlight to look closely. He didn't want to look closely. He preferred to think it was lovely and clean and pastoral here by the silent lagoon and the slumbering ducks in the icy water. Where the choirboys frolicked in the duck shit."—Joseph Wambaugh, The Choirboys, 1975
"Time takes it all, whether you want it to or not Time takes it all, bears it away, and in the end there is only darkness. Sometimes we find others in that darkness, and sometimes we lose them there again. I think about all of us. Walking our own Green Mile, each in our own time." —Stephen King, The Green Mile, 1996
"You have to dream intentionally. Most people dream a dream when they are asleep. But to be a writer, you have to dream while you are awake, intentionally." —Haruki Murakami
OTHER SITES I AM ON: (sorry, hyperlinks aren't working and neither are cut and paste links, except for the one to Fictionpress...hmm, doesn't FFnet want users to be able to access other fanfiction sites besides this one?)
I'm on Archive of Our Own (AO3) and Squidge/WWOMB under the pen name Bamboozlepig. Unaltered versions of my stories are posted on those two sites, including those with MA content or song lyrics.
I'm on Fictionpress under the name Bamboozlepig. I've got essays posted there.
I'm on a site dedicated to Jack Webb's shows called The Mark VII Fanfiction Realm. Again, pen name is Bamboozlepig.
I have a tumblr blog called "The Crazy World of Bamboozlepig". I've put a small tribute up to Martin Milner on there and I will eventually be posting a couple of pictures that will go with the Breathe fic. I'm also thinking of starting up again on posting some of the records out of my music library like I was doing a couple of years ago.
Hopefully whatever the frick is going on with the links will be fixed and I can post the direct hyperlinks to the above sites once more.