My galleys are off to the publisher. I am now formatting my book for Smashwords anticipating an ebook available next week. My publisher will handle placing NO MORE BULL on Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Borders and others I’m not familiar with. I’ll be making an announcement and releasing a press release, so you’ll know where you can get it if you are an ebook reader.
I was asked the other day, “How do you come up with ideas for the plot?” Having spent years around the livestock industry has given me a treasure trove of ideas and stories. Probably more than I’ll ever use.
When I do use them I sometimes have to change the names and places to protect the innocent - or guilty - as the case may be. Take the story of Darner Thompkins who you’ll meet about midway into NO MORE BULL. His story is based on a real incident that was told to me by a veterinarian. It didn’t take place in Pryor and the guys name isn’t Darner Thompkins. And I have exaggerated the size and capacity of the junk yard. But I think it’s a great story and wanted to tell it. Unfortunately much of it hit the cutting room floor. Darner’s tale was designed to show a day in the life of a veterinarian and doesn’t really help drive the plot. Plus I needed to cut my initial draft from 120,000 words to 95,000 words to meet requirements of a publisher.
However, having Gil go to Darner’s does feed the plot by placing Gil in a position to get in trouble. Sorry, you’ll have to read the book to find out how.
But I thought my faithful followers might get a kick out of Darner’s complete story, so I have included it in this post.
Have a good week. I’ll talk with you next Thursday. I’m skipping Monday to not watch the fireworks. Dry around here you know.
“You’re in for a treat,” Janey told Gil.
“You get to visit Darner Thompkins.” She said this like Ed McMahon introducing Johnny Carson.
“I’ll bite, who’s Darner Thompkins?” Gil asked.
“Darner Thompkins is one of Huerfano County’s premiere dairy owners. His herd consists of one Holstein that he keeps at his junk yard south of Walsenburg. It seems that his cow, who he lovingly calls Sally, is sick. And so is Darner. She’s the love of his life.”
Janey went on to fill in the saga of Darner Thompkins.