Wednesday, June 17, 2020

Update

I’ve got great news that I can’t really talk about at the moment but I’ve never been busier. My workload has gone from four to three to six projects. I put a pin in my rotation, just briefly to tend to a few things. 

One is a weird ass horror anthology that I co-wrote with my wife some time ago - title to be revealed closer to time of release. It was originally written after my first horror anthologies (Sharp Items & Bad Intentions and Beyond the Wall) and before my first novel (Last Rites of the Capacitance). So it was pretty early and I’ve been rewriting it to make it cohesive and palatable and everything else that it rarely is when one is first starting out. It’s coming along though and I just have the ending to go and then I’ll probably get working on the cover, and from there the release. What I can say about it is it ranges to different types of horror. 

The second of the three that popped up is a relaunch of Blue Sweep. As I stated in my last post, I’ve unpublished it in order to make way for a tighter vision. I cut the first chapter and it flows much better. I’ve been going through rereading it and giving little edits. I’m more than happy with it. Its cover has always been barebones with blue text over black, but now thanks to artist Dennis Magnant, Blue Sweep will have an actual cover. So I’m really excited about that. Maybe I can get someone to read it. You’d be the first other than my wife. 

I’m planning on releasing the anthology first but we’ll just see how things go. 

The third came about pretty organically. Years ago Dennis and I made a comic book called Tourniquet. Tourniquet died a quiet death and we’d talk about how we’d do it differently now. The book was in black and white and dialogue heavy, we decided to go a different route. Dennis colored the book. He’s handling art and coloring and I’m handling the writing and lettering. As we discussed Blue Sweep’s new cover, we talked about Tourniquet. Within a few exchanges we found our new direction. The pages I’ve done thus far have turned out great so we’re stoked. It’ll be released as a digital comic sometime this year.

And when I’m done with those three, I need to jump back in my rotation. I’m about halfway done rewriting my zombie book, my vampire book knows what it wants to be now, and my Christian murder mystery is rolling along well. I can’t wait to get back to them. Rewriting the horror anthology has been good for me; not just for my craft (it’s been a great exercise) but personally as well. There’s a certain feeling of closure about it. I’m ecstatic that Blue Sweep might actually get a chance to live. Tourniquet feels like the anthology, like finally finishing something. Maybe I needed to clean out the attic before I could give my all to these. Regardless, writing all this is a daunting task but it’s great, it is. I love writing. I love creating. It’s been very teaching, going back to rewrite and edit old stuff. All this work means my vacation continues to be put off but it’ll come. 

Alright, that’s enough rambling. A lot of big things on the horizon, so stay tuned. 
Goodnight.

Friday, June 12, 2020

Goodbye, Blue Sweep, we hardly knew ye

I have officially unpublished my second novel Blue Sweep. Written in 2017/2018, Blue Sweep was my answer to the constant police brutality and police murders. A young black woman is killed by the police and her father's revenge sparks a nationwide event where people band together and fight back against the police. It's brutal and violent and takes on the country's racial tension. Blue Sweep was meant as a warning: that if the police keep it up (killing innocent people) eventually it would be open season on cops.

When the violent protests broke out after the killing of George Floyd, my wife showed me the articles and asked if it sounded familiar. I wrote this uprising. However, nobody's read Blue Sweep. I'm pulling it to give it an edit and a new cover (it's cover was the barest of bones). Blue Sweep will return later this year and hopefully someone will pick it up.

One of the main changes will be the dropping of the first chapter, the introduction. The story begins in chapter two and I want to start right with the story. So, here is the original chapter one/introduction for all to read.
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Police Exonerated in the Death of Young Man

Family Searches for Answers in the Death of their Son

Police Department Investigated Over Death of Twelve Year Old

Riots Break Out Over Police Shootings

Police Related Death Count Rises

Police Departments Claim Race Not a Factor in Accidental Shootings

“I Feared for My Life” The Police’s New Excuse

Black Lives Matter Countered by Blue Lives Matter Movement

Man Killed by Police Unarmed

Shooting of Fifteen Year Old Raises Awareness

Stray Bullets Kill Young Girl

Questions Unanswered in Recent Wave of Shootings

Riots Erupt as Officer Not Indicted

Unidentified Man Shot Down by Police

Officers Involved in Shooting Acquitted

Wrong Man Killed by Police in Robbery

Protesters Hosed at Rally

Man Shot Seven Times Unarmed

Police Officer Suspended After the Killing of a Mother and Her Two Children

Three Killed in Protest for Equal Rights

Groom Killed at Wedding





An epidemic was growing. Festering for years. A plague resulting in a deadly combination of hatred, power, and a total disregard for human life. Us and them, while one realized their place on the food chain and acted, the other forgot their place and became complacent in the national fear.

1,113 were reported killed by the police in 2014.

1,216 in 2015.

1,162 in 2016.

New Year’s Day of 2017 was met with five killings alone. By July, the number of people killed by police for the year had risen to over six hundred. Of course, all of these are just the cases reported; just as not every death is reported, not every killer is found. While some of the victims’ families were given various sums of money for their anguish, others weren’t granted anything but loss. Regardless, the officers involved were rarely reprimanded beyond a suspension. It appeared to be the running routine: murder, slap on the wrist, payout, and sweep under the rug, repeat.

The rift was often seen as overanalyzed and over-speculated with points of view from two biased parties. In the early days of the reports, when the numbers began stacking up, they were seen by many as purely coincidental and those who identify as patriots strongly voiced the reports as a smear campaign against the police force. But, as time went on, the body count rose and it was becoming harder to chock up to accidents or coincidence. The bias on both sides of the line remained, only stronger in their opinions.

The argument for most citizens was that of Murder vs Police Action. It was a fine line that was being blurred by the minute. A line that had been seen before. Though the Vietnam War was called such, many still refer to it as a police action and not actually a sanctioned war. But much like the question ‘At what point does a police action become a war?’ people asked ‘At what point does it go from a matter of law enforcement to murder?’ Some people spoke up saying that “We need to call the killers what they are regardless of their vocation.” Others disregarded it in support of the police saying, “They’re just doing their jobs.” Much like the Vietnam War, the rising death rate was met with people arguing the morals of the actions and others standing by the side of the law, claiming their importance to liberty.

At first, most deaths were regarded by officials as accidents while their more recent excuses such as the popular “I feared for my life” and “I felt threatened” were used, regardless if the person in question was armed. When the first steady wave of deaths were reported, departments acted shocked and talked eagerly of investigating the matters. Most of which were thrown out with various excuses, if one was given in the first place. Police departments issued statements that their officers would undergo new firearm safety training and reassess the excessive use of weapons but, after more killings, mentions of such changes had ceased. The chaos from one death was quickly overshadowed by the next and so forth.

Despite the departments’ claims that race wasn’t a factor, the casualties of unarmed people of color continued to rise from the few years prior. Though the black community weren’t the only ones affected by it, they continued to be profiled and stalked by the boys in blue. Departments denied having any racist officers in their employ. Some went as far as pointing out Hispanic and African-American officers on the force, fighting alongside their white brethren. It appeased some people, while others saw it as the old cliché heard from racists: “I’m not racist. Some of my best friends are black.”

Officers went through the academy and took the vow to uphold the law and to serve and protect, but how would these department heads know the moral codes and beliefs of each individual officer? This was a question on a lot of American minds.

Protest rallies were held regularly, demanding justice for the fallen members of the community. Money wasn’t nearly enough for the families of the dead. They wanted justice. They wanted the guilty to be tried as such. The people of America wanted their loved ones' killers to be tried as any other killer would be, citing an obvious 'special treatment' when it came to the law. People demanded answers. Why was my son killed? Why was my baby taken away from me? Why are they not here anymore? When will it stop? What do the police want? When will they be held accountable for their actions? How could you feel threatened by an unarmed person? Why are all the children dying?

Police supporters called the protesters “Un-American” and claimed they should be “arrested for obstruction of justice” as they soon formed counter protests. They argued that being a police officer is a hard job and they’re just trying to help. Supporters were as passionate as the opposition and fights broke out from arguments in the comment sections online to fist fights in the street at otherwise peaceful protests. Many protesters compared every police related death without thinking about how casualties are expected in such a dangerous job. One thing the supporters of law enforcement failed to really understand, however, was how each death had destroyed a family. With the death rate growing, thousands of families were affected every year. The fighting between citizens would give the police a break…until the next person was killed.

While the deaths rocked communities, many didn’t believe the media hype. Whether they ignored it or chose not to believe it, looking the other way mimicked the reaction to reports of the use of concentration camps in Germany in the thirties and forties. To some civilians, it was mere hearsay while, to others, it was just another sad news story on top of the nightly broadcast. There were no camps or numbering, however, in the modern day American holocaust; civilians of color as well as civilians of lower classes were killed on site. Coincidentally, cops began stopping people at random, asking for their identification without reason beyond personal interest not unlike what was happening in Germany at that time. The division between police and civilian had grown wider into the ‘us and them’ mentality. When it was said that they were abusing the power they held, your average neighbor would claim that the reports themselves gave the police too much credit, and thus, too much power. The culprits in question, users of unwarranted deadly force, were more often than not white male police officers.

Though some not directly affected joined in the fight for justice, most wouldn’t act or even acknowledge the problem until it was at their doorstep.

Many black officers wanted to speak up about the injustices they’d seen on the force but feared for their lives over breaking the Blue Wall Code of Silence. Some were reportedly harassed for attempting to speak out. The safety of them and their families' lives were threatened. Supporters blew them off, claiming them to be nothing more than opportunists attempting to kick white police while they’re down and appealing to the African-American community. Like civilians, the voices of those officers were silenced.

The social climate had become tense. People called police to help while simultaneously questioning their presence and actions. A new fear was instilled on the youth, almost more prevalent to the black youth. It became apparent that just walking down the street was as dangerous as being caught in a traffic stop. Wrong place, any time. Parents feared for their children’s lives, not taking into account that those of age and older were also being killed. Drivers tensed as police cruisers drove behind them, sometimes for uncomfortably long distances. It became common practice to throw your hands up in a ‘don’t shoot’ fashion when an officer became even slightly agitated. Of course, it didn’t help allegations when police would keep a hand on their gun during even the most benign calls.

The total of casualties from those few years almost rival the amount of American soldiers killed in Iraq (4,486). Fallen soldiers were given monuments while victims of police received a paycheck. Those dying in-country weren’t trained soldiers fighting for freedom, they were civilians trying to live. Modern Day America was reinforcing itself with some of the worst traits of past wars.

The fabric of society is much like a broken windshield: it starts with a chip, then it cracks, then the crack spreads until finally it bottoms out. The abuse of power has always been the chip and the families destroyed as a result are the crack that spider-webs outward. It’s only a matter of time before society bottoms out.

A portion of Americans stopped calling the police altogether for fear of what would happen to them when they’d arrive. Blue Fear had infected America. Newspapers, internet news sites, TV, and radio stations all distributed the reports laced with such a fear. Few would fight back and were labeled criminals and terrorists as the average citizen doesn’t know the difference between action and reaction, especially since the media often tells one side of the story. Reports on cases showed one of two sides: One vilifying the police and one showing support for a policeman being caught up in such a no-win situation.

Those oppressed became enraged and fought back in their own way while still trying to stay in the confines of the law. Action vs Reaction, the difference between an outstretched palm holding people down and a tightly-balled fist fighting back against it.

Police supporters and self-proclaimed patriots argued the innocence of those killed by law enforcers but the question of the matter wasn’t about innocence – something often subjective in the eyes of the court – but was about whether or not such forces were needed for unarmed individuals. Whether or not those killed were guilty of breaking the law at any time had nothing to do with law enforcement making the decision to be executioners. Guilty or innocent, sadly, the killings that continued to take place held no actual merit. Not all police officers took part in the executions but those that did had tainted the valiant image of justice for a large portion of the country. Much like the good cops that were lumped in with bad cops, everyday citizens were lumped in with criminals which often resulted in untimely deaths.

Victims’ loved ones have had to carry their tragedy with them everywhere they go. It’s tattooed on them: the loss, the anguish, the questions, the anger. Citizens across the country now have large, deep holes in their lives – empty voids where someone close used to reside. In all the unnecessary deaths over the years, the police still remain unremorseful. Some families carried their tragedy with them while others were unknowingly waiting for theirs, not knowing how they would react if what happened to the poor devastated people on the news happened to them. No one is immune.
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Blue Sweep will return either fall or winter of 2020.