Soup the Dog

Thanks for the inspiration, Grace! ___ Yarr...I wore myself out for the last couple of hours finding a way to sync OneDrive with my new flash drive only to find Microsoft already had a installer already created. I'll start over tomorrow, in the morning, and let you guys know what comes of it when next week rolls around.

Ugh. The only thing I worrying about now is the quality of the work I've lost. Of course I'm the same writer but I'm unsure if I can write as well as I had before...

Hey Grace, yeah, I've tried looking at it like that-the universe hopefully has a grander plan for my trusty stories. At least I'll see them again soon. Thanks for the feedback-you hit quite a few nails on the head. I wrote that synopsis about halfway through and I noticed, too, that some of it was off-key. The ex-commando turned out to be not so bumbling but more of a consummate soldier who tries to prepare for everything. No, the flirtatious banter is between the main character (a male) and a female. Right, the SUM commandos are the ones turned into thieves after they staged a coup d'état against the government. Kind of like what happened with Los Zetas, who were once an elite military unit and later morphed into one of the most dangerous cartels in Mexico. But instead of turning into a cartel, most of SUM turned into pirates and thieves. With Ballistic's Thrill at the top of the list of most wanted thieves, naturally they were targeted first. Though "dishonorable thieves" does sound a bit redundant. Ballistic's Thrill is the name of their cruiser. The sentient grenade's name actually has a lot to do with the title (From Beyond the Ballistic Heavens) as you can probably see and the path of the story. ___ Mind if I ask what genres you write in? You seem pretty well-versed!

Only stored on the flash drive. All of it. Oh, yes, I can't think of a more sucky-er situation to be in than this right now. A large part of me is wanting to sit down at the computer and not stop writing for the next, say, 48 hours until at least one of them is done. But another part of me is wanting to curl up in bed and sleep it off for the next 48 hours. We'll see who wins....

Thanks, yeah the grenade idea kinda came to me out of the blue. I mean, who wouldn't want a talking grenade? Makes you least likely to actually pull the pin and throw it if it's screaming for mercy. Appreciate the feedback! ___ But now I've got an even funny story to tell. I dropped my flash drive down the toilet and now "From Beyond the Ballistic's Heaven" is gone. 19 pages, 7000 words, 1100 minutes worth of what I consider my best writing gone. I have to start completely over. But not just that story. Another one, too, with 28 pages, 10000 words, and 2100 minutes of story. Oh man, oh man. What a lovely day.

My first thread on ENA I mentioned an issue with a certain story, but ended it completely overhauling it for something fresh and exciting. Here's my synopsis below: Profit in antiquity. The motto of the thieving crew of Ballistic’s Thrill. One ex-commando with a talent (or annoyance, depending on who’s asked) for losing fingers during heists and two flirtatious robbers who banter as much as they steal, these three are more than capable of surviving the Black Markets of the Solar System. And they’ll need every bit of skill, experience, and witticism when the Commandos of the Solar United Military instigate a coup d’état against the government. What follows turns once honorable soldiers into dishonorable thieves and the crew of Ballistic’s Thrill into outright prey. And then there’s the matter of a certain sentient grenade named Heaven… Thanks for reading.