Visiting a Wounded King

Sometimes, in the middle of all this work, it’s easy to forget how I got to where I am today. What books, what early efforts, helped pave the way to the writer I am today.

So, with that in mind, I decided to pay a visit to The Wounded King, the first in The Martuk Series, an ongoing collection of short fiction inspired by, and based on, Martuk … the Holy. And wouldn’t you know it? It’s a damn good book!

Here’s a small taste:

They were dying.

First, my father, the First King, tongue swollen, his words thick, his body scarred and wounded.

Now my brother, the King, bloodied, beaten and blind, half-buried in a mountain of stained silk.

And I, the Almost King, walking this familiar maze of shadows with my quiet guilt, the cavernous halls aglow in torchlight as I turned and then turned again, losing myself in the echo of my footsteps.

Yes, much like they swallowed the sun, the Dark Gods were gobbling my family up, bite by bite.

And together, she and I, we were helping them.

My stomach lurched and heaved, the rancid taste of vomit on my tongue and in my throat as I swallowed.

And then swallowed again.

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Fisting Immortality

I’ve decided Martuk needs to do more fisting.

It’s something I’ve been thinking about for weeks, nay months, actually, but after watching the sudden and quite unexpected success of the obscure author E.L. James (Google her) newest book in her very difficult to find Fifty Shades of Baby Got Back series (is that what it’s called? I think that’s what it’s called), I think it’s time to take a deep breath, find my quiet space, remember my Safe Word, relax everything and just let it happen. Just allow the Writer in me to open up to Martuk and the rest of his merry Martuk … the Holy crew fisting things.

For instance, E.L. James writes:

“He grabs me suddenly and yanks me up against him, one hand at my back holding me to him and the other fisting in my hair.

So, with that in mind, in the pivotal scene between Martuk and The Elder (before the sacrifice and the demons and the bloodshed) in the first book, what had read:

“He took a sip, allowing the liquid to linger in his mouth, on his tongue, obviously savoring the sensation.”

would now be

“He took a sip, allowing the liquid to fist his mouth, fist his tongue, obviously enjoying the sensation.”

See? Instant bestseller, right?

Or in 1st century Jerusalem, after he’s cursed with Life Everlasting, when Martuk sits with the Messiah:

He shoved the bread in His mouth, the glass of wine now in hand. Silently chewing, His eyes watched me as He washed it down with a healthy drink. Swallowing, He then sighed, focusing, inhaling deeply, exhaling, growing quiet as His eyes narrowed.”

would then become

“He fisted the bread in His mouth, the glass of wine now in hand. Silently chewing, His eyes fisted me as He fisted it down with a healthy drink. Swallowing, He then sighed, focusing, fisting deeply, exhaling, growing quiet as His eyes narrowed.”

Now THAT’S a memorable passage, right? RIGHT?

Wow. I think this might actually work!!!!!

You think the second book, Martuk … the Holy: Proseuche, could do with some good ol’ fashioned fisting?

Let’s see.

Okay, let’s start with Martuk talking with The Sister, his friend, in her apartment in modern day Paris:

I sat back as well, my arms stretching up and along the back of the sofa. “And I will continue my tale, if this is what you’d like.”

With a gentle smile on her lips, she nodded, urging me to begin.

Wrapped in the comfort of her apartment, the dark of a Paris night outside, the cool air from the open windows kissing my flesh, my heart feeling safe, my soul feeling secure, I took a deep breath.

And cradled in her kindness, I dove back into the blood-soaked memories of this, my life.

might be

I sat back as well, my arms fisting the back of the sofa. “And I will continue my tale, if this is what you’d like.”

With a gentle smile on her lips, she nodded, fisting me to begin.

Wrapped in the comfort of her apartment, the dark of a Paris night outside, the cool air from the open windows fisting my flesh, my heart feeling fisted, my soul feeling fisted, I took a deep fist.

And fisted in her kindess, I dove back into the blood-soaked memories of this, my life.

Hmmm, I might need to think about this one.

Okay, okay, I’m not throwing in the towel just yet. How about later, when Martuk discovers his friend Tiber in the hills surrounding 3rd century Antioch?

His skin rippled with the swarming of those that feast on the dead. Their small white bodies crawled out of his ears and wiggled from his nose and spilled from his lips to litter the smattering of hair on his slender chest.”

could easily be

His skin fisted with the swarming of those that fisted the dead. Their small bodies fisting his ears and fisting his nose and fisting his lips to litter the smattering of hair on his slender chest.”

Um … that’s probably another one I need to carefully consider.

You know what? Perhaps this E.L. James-style of, oh, what’s it called, writing? — yeah, I think so — might not be the right fit for Martuk.

Because no matter what I do or how hard I try, this fisting just isn’t working. I’ve done it this way and that. In modern Paris and ancient Uruk one thousand years before Christ. Even 1st century Jerusalem with the frickin’ Messiah! I even had Martuk’s friend fisting up in the hills of 3rd century Antioch and, still, nothing. It just feels somehow wrong. Off. Not right.

Yet it worked so well for E.L. James. Her fisting seemed so natural! A bit clumsy at times, yes. And painful to experience on the page, most definitely. Still, though, she really made that fisting work. Just jammed her fist into any sentence she could find, regardless how well it fit or even if it should fit. Forget being gentle. Forget being kind. Miss James took no prisoners! She shoved it into everything everywhere.

But when it comes to my fisting, I think it might be time to pack it up. Call it a day. Obviously, despite silly things like hopes and dreams, it’s not for everyone. Not even my immortal Martuk.

In fact, now that I think about it, maybe the last thing he needs to be doing is Fisting Immortality.

5 SCARY Moments from Proseuche That SHOCKED the NATION

Loved the FIRST book, Martuk … the Holy? Then the second book, Martuk … the Holy: Proseuche, will AMAZE you!!!!!

Here are Five SCARY Moments from Martuk … the Holy: Proseuche, one of the TOP Twenty Horror Novels of 2014, that will make you HAPPY it’s ONLY A BOOK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#2 will LEAVE YOU SPEECHLESS. #5 will CHANGE YOUR LIFE

Ready???????

1. In a church in Paris, Martuk turns to a Priest for help … and what he does will BLOW YOUR MIND!!!

He’ll NEVER be the same.

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2. Martuk and The Sister finally meet in her apartment … and what she says to him took him by SURPRISE!!!!

He COULDN’T BELIEVE IT!!!!!!!

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3. In the hills above third century Antioch, Martuk’s MYSTERIOUS friend Tiber reveals one of his greatest, most dangerous secrets … and what it is will CHANGE EVERYTHING!!!!

96.7% of those not polled will NEVER forget it!!!!!!!!

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4. When Martuk visits his MYSTERIOUS friend Cecelia at her home … what she keeps in the jars on her shelves made him DOUBT EVERYTHING!!!!!!!!

He went CRAZY!!!!!!!!!

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5. In the desert, Martuk runs into a Samaritan … and what he does next WILL CHANGE YOUR LIFE!!!!!!

Your life will be CHANGED!!!!!!!!

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… MORE TO COME!!!!!!!!

98.23% of those not polled will NOT pronounce Proseuche CORRECTLY!!!!!!

DO YOU??????????

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(It’s pro-soo-kay)

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Want to check out the book?????

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JUST CLICK HERE!!!!!!

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The TOP Five Quotes from Martuk … the Holy That Will Leave You SPEECHLESS!!!!!!

Want to know what the Five Quotes from Martuk … the Holy, voted one of the Highlights of the Year, that will leave you SPEECHLESS?????

#4 will SHOCK YOU!!!! #2 will BLOW YOUR MIND!!!!!!

Missed #10 thru #6????

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WAIT!!!!!

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No worries!!!! Check them out HERE!!!!!!

Here are the TOP Five Quotes from Martuk … the Holy that will leave you SPEECHLESS!!!!!!!

5. “Demon? No, I was human once, like you. Felt fear once, like you. Could die once …”

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4. “I see it, this Darkness. It surrounds you, walks with you. Watches you when you sleep and stands with you when you wake. Wanders when you wander, stops when you stop. A dangerous shadow, it is. But hungry. So hungry It craves the bread you eat even now, here, with me.”

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3. “You killed her. A child. An innocent. Stole her, raped her, beat her and left her to die. You killed her. You cut her, you coward.”

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2. “They stole it, those bronzed men, those Priests of old. Robbed you of your humanity. Promised you Home, a great Kingdom, and gave you this. A Soul trapped by Time to wander Eternity. Alone.”

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And the TOP QUOTE from Martuk … the Holy according to 103.578% of people not polled???????

Drum roll …

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Are you READY????????????????????????

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The TOP QUOTE THAT WILL LEAVE YOU SPEECHLESS!!!!!!!!!

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1. “I was told you smelled of blood.”

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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MORE TO COME!!!!!!!!!!

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Like what you see?

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Check out the book here!!!!!!

 

Ten Quotes from Martuk … the Holy That Will Leave You SPEECHLESS!!!!!

Want to know the Ten Quotes from Martuk … the Holy that will leave you SPEECHLESS?????

Number 7 will BLOW YOUR MIND!!! Number 8 will CHANGE EVERYTHING!!!!

You won’t BELIEVE WHAT HAPPENED NEXT!!!!! DOCTORS HATE THIS NEW TRICK!!!!!

Here are the first five of the Ten Quotes from Martuk … the Holy that will leave you SPEECHLESS!!!!!!!!

10. “Do you not see the scars? Do you not see the god being born? How can you not feel the heat of this mortal blood as it drips from the cuts, the gashes?”

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9. “And if the God in me should triumph over this mortal mediocrity?”

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8. “The path to the Heavens is never easy.”

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7. “I will rip out your tongue.”

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6. “Did you think you could let her die and then leave her to rot? Did you think the gods would allow you to escape? After showing such cruelty? Such disrespect? Did you think you would get away with it? That I would let you?”

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… MORE TO COME!!!!!!

82.953% of those not polled will NOT read the next post with the FIVE QUOTES from Martuk … the Holy that will leave you SPEECHLESS!!!!

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Will YOU??????????

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Want to check out the book?????

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JUST CLICK HERE!!!!!!!

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Having the courage to miss

I have a lot of irons in the fire.

Finishing up what promises to be an amazing book for an incredible publisher (Eidolon Avenue for Crystal Lake Publishing in 2016). Digging into the script adaptation of Eidolon for a production company that’s shown interest in discussing the possibility of adapting it into a TV series. Still working to find a home for one screenplay (indie) while polishing a solid first draft of another script, this one the film adaptation of my first novel Martuk … the Holy (probably Studio).

Add to that the various TV specs I have floating around, the introductions I still reach out to make, and the relationships I’m happily building, and, yeah, there’s a lot going on.

And it’s terrifying. Sometimes. Because I aim high. I aim high and I miss. And then I restring the bow and aim high again. Maybe I’ll miss, but maybe not, you know? Either way, I’m still standing. But I always aim high because, hell, if you’re going to aim, it might as well be high, right?

But you have to have the courage to miss. Because aiming high leads to a mountain of No. An endless ocean of No. A flat-out, can’t get around it, frustrating road strewn with No, Nope, I don’t think so, and — the worst one — Silence. But is that enough of a reason to not try? Of course not. So I aim high, miss, aim again, make contact, get a No, restring the bow, and lather, rinse, repeat until I get that Yes. Or Maybe. Or, my favorite, Let’s Talk. Because if I do nothing then nothing happens.

Why am I talking about this? Because I’m following my gut and reaching out to someone, someone I greatly admire, for Martuk. Someone I think would

  • A) get the story and the complexities of the character
  • B) would recognize the opportunity inherent in being a huge part of a film franchise and, IMO, is perfectly suited to this project
  • C) has the courage to take this project on, wrestle it to the ground, and work with me to bring it to the screen in a way that accurately reflects, as much as possible, the book(s).

More importantly, I believe they would understand how much of a game-changer Martuk could be for their career.

Am I scared doing this? Yep. Will that stop me? Nope. Will I actually get a response or be lucky enough to have a conversation? Hell if I know. But I’m not going to let fear run me, I’m not going to let a potential No stop me, and I’m certainly not going to stop myself from even trying just because I’m afraid.

Because, at the end of the day, you gain nothing, absolutely nothing, by living afraid. So why do it?

Take aim, fire, and have the courage to miss.

Who knows? You just might land a bulls eye and get a Yes.

“How much pain and love can one endure?”

So asks a new very generous, fantastic review for Martuk … the Holy: Proseuche.

Here’s a small excerpt:

Author Jonathan Winn ups the ante with this epic dark fantasy sequel that continues to span the ages. Proseuche does what a sequel should: it creatively expands every facet of the tale, yet does not merely exploit the success of the first book. It definitely stands on its own, and brings more depth, more emotions to the fore, enriching the overall arch. History is written by the winners, but that’s not the case here. Martuk knows all too well that the truth doesn’t set you free, it makes you free. Prepare to have your imagination stretched in this new and fresh take on humanity and what lurks behind the curtain we call reality.

You can read the rest here.

Gotta say there’s no better way to start the day than with the words of a reader who obviously enjoyed your work. :)

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