New story finally finished

Posted by bernicky - December 8th, 2014

In November 2013 I started Britannia this past weekend I finished it only it is now named Concrete Memories. It has been sent off to two people who agreed to have a look and edit – this is hazardous duty because I am very thin skinned when it comes to my writing. Fingers crossed a rewrite will be done in six months time, then another edit and rewrite should have it ready by fall. It’s a lot of work considering people want to read everything for free these days but what can you do. Either you are a writer or you are not. If you are a writer then you write and hope to be read.

Rest and, well something

Posted by bernicky - January 4th, 2014

In truth more writing should have been accomplished that was seen during the Xmas vacations. That doesn’t mean that none was done but precious little in comparison to what could have been done. It comes down to focus and at the moment I don’t seem to have any. It is making a come back though as I started back writing the new story today.

There is a voice that comes into my head when I write. It is the narrator, the voice that tells the story and when it is gone it is difficult to conjure it. One good days it is clear and true and it seems like this could be something that I could do for a living. The trouble though is that the voice seems to be one which only I find of interest. This is not a solitary experience in the world of writing. Smashwords and Wattpad are filled with people experiencing the exact same thing.

All those voices, all with something to say, with stories to tell and so few ears or eyes to regard the words. It can seem desperately stupid to be a writer when you consider the odds of anyone reading let alone liking what one writes. I would give my eye teeth (and any other cliche you might care to throw at me) to be a Harlequin author or a Lee Child or Harlan Coben. I mean no disrespect to Child, Coben or Harlequin writers by lumping them all together but they all share one thing in common: people cannot wait to read what they have written. Those of us trying to get there, trying to get people to read what we write are casting our pearls to the Internet hoping someone will notice. The mainstream publishing industry has become more insular, more guarded and more risk averse than ever before and the online world is all that is left. We do the best we can and I will continue writing because I don’t know what else to do but it would be nice, one day, to hear from someone I have never heard of that they enjoyed something I wrote.

Dreams don’t come much smaller or much bigger than that.

A new e-pub

Posted by bernicky - January 1st, 2014

Letting The Thunder Pass at Wattpad

Letting The Thunder Pass at Wattpad

This is a free one – too short to do anything else with to be honest.

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Going After The Big One

Posted by bernicky - November 22nd, 2013

Going After The Big One Cover

Going After The Big One Cover

It is out. Kind of scary and kind of cool at the same time. The eBook – and I use that word knowing it is a short story not a book – is available from Smashwords right here.

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remembering lynn – Ann Smith

Posted by bernicky - August 28th, 2013

Lynn was my contact at Centaur Theatre, probably from the days I worked for Joel Milburn, who was Vice-President, Royal Bank of Canada, Business Development.  I continued this wonderful connection throughout my remaining years with RBC, when I retired myself in 2004.  Our association throughout was more like a friendship and we generally met at least once a year to have lunch.  Lynn was a lovely lady, full of fun, articulate, considerate, always willing to assist us any time I needed her for tickets or other matters pertaining to Centaur.  Nothing was ever too much trouble.

When Lynn told me over lunch her breast cancer was back, I was so very sad for all of you.  Lynn faced that diagnosis with the same positive attitude she had the first time around.  She was truly remarkable and there was absolutely no quit in her, ever.

I considered it a privilege to have known her all those years and I was so sorry to learn she had lost her battle to cancer.  I can only imagine the hole this has left in the fabric of your family and I am certain you miss her gentle presence to this day.  She was a lovely lady and it was a joy to have known her.

Six degrees of separation.  Lynn mentioned to me one day she was a dragon boat participant.  My husband’s first cousin, Pat, is also a breast cancer survivor, and sure enough, they raced together.  How about that for a small, small world.  Good luck with your book of tributes.  I am honoured to be able to add my own.

With kind regards to you and your son and daughter.  Knowing Lynn, I am certain they are lovely children.

all was planned – the book of lynn priest

Posted by bernicky - May 24th, 2013

The Billings Method is something that many men, if not most, are ignorant of and I was no different. Lynn on the other hand was a long time woman’s health information advocate and pursuer. From The Feminine Mystique to Our Bodies, Ourselves and eventually What to Expect When You’re Expecting and sadly Susan Love’s Breast Book, Lynn read about health issues frequently and retained that knowledge seemingly unexpurgated once she had read it. The Billings Method is one which can increase the chances of pregnancy and when combined with another method for increasing or decreasing the acidity of vaginal mucus can increase the chances of a female or male f0etus depending on what parents want. This information was all news to me when Lynn came to the decision that it was time to have babies.

To verify the efficacy of the method Lynn tracked her temperature etcetera for a few months before the actual “let’s have a baby” drive began but once it began there was no doubt that a baby would be conceived and it would be a boy and the boy would be named James. After all the preparation the execution was simple: wait for the exactly temperature point and conceive a baby. As husband and future father my job was to wait patiently until that ideal moment and then execute the small contribution which is demanded of the male of most species. The first time out was like a control set with all the variables accounted for including frequency of attempts and time of day.

As it turned out preparation was everything. Lynn missed her period and like clockwork the first pregnancy test turned out to be positive. This result lead to my brief nickname, given to me my Stephen Beauregard, “The One Shot Wonder”. A little over due, but nonetheless healthy, James arrived on 1994-05-03. True to form three years later we went through the same process only with the focus on having a girl this time and as one might expect Lynn’s planning resulted in Katharine emerging into the world almost four years later 1998-04-01. It all went according to plan, Lynn’s plan.



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the book of lynn priest – a poem lynn chose as a possible funeral reading

Posted by bernicky - May 6th, 2013

After Glow

I’d like the memory of me
To be a happy one.
I’d like to leave an afterglow
Of smiles when life is done.
I’d like to leave an echo
Whispering softly down the ways,
Of happy times and laughing times
And bright and sunny days
I’d like the tears
Of those who grieve,
To dry before the sun
Of happy memories that I leave
When life is done.
– Carol Mirkel