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I wanted to share this as I'm sure if members are on an S10 forum, they'll love my first novel.
Last year, I started writing after I lost my job. I'm not a writer per se, but I like to think I'm a smart dude. BTW, I'm an engineer. I'll keep this brief. I had this idea that I wanted for a movie, but instead of writing a script, I decide to write the book with aspirations the movie would come as a result. Well, I finished the novel last November/December, and I've been working on getting it edited ever since. I'm hoping to have it published by this summer, so that's where I'm at.
In short, it's ~ an 80,000 word novel falling under the genre of reality-fiction. It has just about everything everyday people experience in life wrapped in it - action, drama, crime, love, romance, drama, racing, Bowtie cars, small and big block V8s, etc... you name it, it's in there. Well, I'm trying to get to the home stretch attempting to solidfy a new accomplsihment. I'm hoping you all can join me in living the experience once it's publish.
I even have it copyrighted with the Llibrary of Congress.
I'll try to include a few teasers here and there.
"They all mounted their motorcycles. The next moment brought a beautiful off beat melody from the six different power plants upon being started. The joy felt by them could be read on their faces from this perfect day – reading it, it read priceless. Preparing to pull their clutch levers in, their excitement grew. Their feelings could be described like the first time their high school crush looked at them and gave a warm smile. It’s that light fluffy feeling in one's stomach making a person feel good all over. Click, Cluck, Clack, Pnochk, Sluuckk, Spnochk – everyone’s motorcycle was now in first gear ready to go.
As M.O. was about to release his clutch lever to lead the pack, a faint approaching sound caught his attention. The sound seemed to get louder with every passing millisecond. Before anyone could release their clutch lever, all six helmets turned in unison to see what was approaching from around the curve. Appearing in their field of view, they were now able to see what was generating the noise. They saw a Ferrari 488 Pista, a Corvette ZR-1, a Lotus Exige, a Tesla Roadster, a BMW 1M, a Mazda RX-7, and a pro-touring 1967 Chevy II speeding through the twin lanes. The Ferrari and Corvette were leading while the Chevy II was following the pack a few car lengths behind. As the cars exited the apex of the curve a few feet from where breakfast had been eaten, the ear gratifying concerto coming from the vehicle's exhaust pipes was the only thing heard in the moment. The soothing off pitched hum from the exhausts made the fluid in the six motorcyclists’ spinal cavities resonate. It sent a chilling yet soothing sensation throughout their bodies. As the cars accelerated towards the exit marker with a poweful presence, it made the six motorcyclist feel minuscule. The exhaust notes traveled through the winding road as the cars accelerated away..."
Last year, I started writing after I lost my job. I'm not a writer per se, but I like to think I'm a smart dude. BTW, I'm an engineer. I'll keep this brief. I had this idea that I wanted for a movie, but instead of writing a script, I decide to write the book with aspirations the movie would come as a result. Well, I finished the novel last November/December, and I've been working on getting it edited ever since. I'm hoping to have it published by this summer, so that's where I'm at.
In short, it's ~ an 80,000 word novel falling under the genre of reality-fiction. It has just about everything everyday people experience in life wrapped in it - action, drama, crime, love, romance, drama, racing, Bowtie cars, small and big block V8s, etc... you name it, it's in there. Well, I'm trying to get to the home stretch attempting to solidfy a new accomplsihment. I'm hoping you all can join me in living the experience once it's publish.
I even have it copyrighted with the Llibrary of Congress.
I'll try to include a few teasers here and there.
"They all mounted their motorcycles. The next moment brought a beautiful off beat melody from the six different power plants upon being started. The joy felt by them could be read on their faces from this perfect day – reading it, it read priceless. Preparing to pull their clutch levers in, their excitement grew. Their feelings could be described like the first time their high school crush looked at them and gave a warm smile. It’s that light fluffy feeling in one's stomach making a person feel good all over. Click, Cluck, Clack, Pnochk, Sluuckk, Spnochk – everyone’s motorcycle was now in first gear ready to go.
As M.O. was about to release his clutch lever to lead the pack, a faint approaching sound caught his attention. The sound seemed to get louder with every passing millisecond. Before anyone could release their clutch lever, all six helmets turned in unison to see what was approaching from around the curve. Appearing in their field of view, they were now able to see what was generating the noise. They saw a Ferrari 488 Pista, a Corvette ZR-1, a Lotus Exige, a Tesla Roadster, a BMW 1M, a Mazda RX-7, and a pro-touring 1967 Chevy II speeding through the twin lanes. The Ferrari and Corvette were leading while the Chevy II was following the pack a few car lengths behind. As the cars exited the apex of the curve a few feet from where breakfast had been eaten, the ear gratifying concerto coming from the vehicle's exhaust pipes was the only thing heard in the moment. The soothing off pitched hum from the exhausts made the fluid in the six motorcyclists’ spinal cavities resonate. It sent a chilling yet soothing sensation throughout their bodies. As the cars accelerated towards the exit marker with a poweful presence, it made the six motorcyclist feel minuscule. The exhaust notes traveled through the winding road as the cars accelerated away..."