On writing and covers





First, that’s the cover to my short story Napalm and Rayon. Soon it will be available on createspace as a print book and kindle as a ebook. (maybe others.) This is to be the first of a series called Adorable Abominations.  I will be finishing the next one called The Assassination of Fozzy Bear, after i make it through draft 3 of Coup. Counting coup has crossed the threshold of half way and is now just barely into the almost done slide.  (Ark uses the same names for triceratops I use. Convergent evolution.)

Time for a little writing advice.


Writing is like exorcising a demon.  Often times you have very little control over the characters and the plot. Once one of my characters went off the deep end, killed one of the mains, burned down a church and kidnapped a baby out of spite. that tom fuckery didn’t make it into the final, and that’s a good thing probably. The stories seem to bubble up in side and you have to spray that shit everywhere, and pick up the pieces. You end up thinking about it night and day, and the only way to claw it out you flesh soaked brain meat is it use your own blood and carve that tale into your skin. For me it’s computer skin, but your mileage may vary.

I don’t really outline. I have one, and I use it too keep track of characters and their goals, ideas and scenes but it looks like Microsoft excels shit it’s self and ate all the Mexican food rather than coherent outline. I never know what the fuckity fuck is going to happen until I put fingers to keyboard.  Like diarrhea sometimes you are lucky and make it to the job. other times you shit your pants at a huge convention and have so stuff your jacket in pants so the poop river doesn’t seep put and walk two miles to the car. (Not a true story….honest.)

why am I writing this? No idea, it was crawling inside my head just behind my eyes like some kind of monstrous amazon urine fish.





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Travis Cole was hatched from the egg of a harpy in 1979. He was raised in a diet of misery and sorrow. The first book that he wrote was in the third grade titled A TV’s Life. His grammar and skills have only degenerated over time.Travis hates taking in the third person. He went to school to be an electrical engineer and traveled for work for ten years. He started writingawful books in 2008 and things have not improved. Most of the shit was garbage.Travis barely holds a day job as a Software Support Engineer. Most of his books are just excuses to use profanity is bizarre characters and locations. His hobbies include killing transients, gaming, larping.

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