Richmond West

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Age: 39
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State: Indiana
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Wednesday, August 13, 2008

At Purdue now...and soon to release Witch Hunt...

Hey, folks!

I'm in West Lafayette, Indiana, now, counting the days until school starts at Purdue. I can't wait!

As for my books, I hit a small snag, in that I can't use the original size in PDF files, so I've contacted BookSurge and will be designing new covers for them. I hope to put out The Deviants and Your Yesterday Is My Tomorrow very soon, and I will edit Witch Hunt and have it hopefully by this fall.

It's frustrating not having much attention as a writer...no matter how good I am, I don't have the connections in this business. Witch Hunt is original and very unique, and yet I can't find an agent for it. I guess it really is who you know, and the adage I read from one agent once, "talent will find a home," I think is pretty much B.S. I'm a great writer and I can't get a sniff. But I will continue on...I do feel like writing is my calling from God. So I'll self-publish Witch Hunt like I have my other books. I take comfort from writers like Kierkegaard and Nietzsche, who were not appreciated during their lifetimes, but went on to become very important historically.

Ah, well, enough complaining. :) I'm the ultimate starving artist, so I might as well get used to it.

Thanks for stopping by!

Love and Compassion Always,

Richmond

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Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Coming soon...my works on Amazon! And it’s easy...

Hey, folks!

I will be putting The Deviants and Your Yesterday Is My Tomorrow on Amazon very soon, hopefully by the end of the week, eliminating the need to order from me. I'll be changing my MySpace profile and my website accordingly. Please check back soon!

Also, I will make Witch Hunt available very soon, hopefully by this fall...I still have to edit it and format it properly. It will also be available via Amazon!

I promise you this: Witch Hunt is the greatest thing I have ever written, and though it may not be immediately be popular, due to its direct challenge to current laws, I have no doubt that it will find a place in history. I hope you'll give it a chance. I'll put some excerpts up on here when it's on Amazon.

By the way, if you're an author, I highly recommend putting your books on Amazon, via www.createspace.com. There are no start-up costs! All you have to do is provide PDF files of your work and cover art (or they can design a cover for you). Amazon will then print them on demand as orders come in. I think that's a wonderful service for independent authors like me, who have no "foot in the door," so to speak, into the publishing business world.  

Thanks for stopping by!

Yours,

Richmond

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Sunday, July 20, 2008

Witch Hunt finished! At long last! :)

Hey, there, everyone!

I have finally finished my third novel, Witch Hunt. You'd think I'd be happy, but I'm a little depressed that I don't get to work on it anymore. I guess there really is such a thing as writer's post-partem depression. :) I may put some excerpts up on here in the next few weeks, though I've done that in my blog below, but drop back by. 

Anyway, I'll begin shopping it around to agents, as I prepare to go back to school, working on a Ph.D. in Philosophy and Literature at Purdue.

Even while there, I'll continue to write on the side, besides what I do for courses, I mean. I'm thinking of either a paranormal novel, Frozen Ghost, or a conspiracy theory/sci fi novel, World Wanderer. I'll probably piddle with both, and then see which takes off.

Meanwhile, I believe Witch Hunt is the greatest thing I've ever done in my life, and I just hope I can get some agent...I know it's real competitive, but I'll just keep trying. Witch Hunt is definitely not subtle...I keep trying to be more subtle, but when I have something to say, well, I argue it with passion!

Take care! Thanks for stopping by. Love and Compassion Always,

Richmond West

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Sunday, April 20, 2008

Off to Purdue next fall, for their Philosophy and Literature Ph.D. program

Hey, folks, I got accepted into Purdue's Philosophy and Literature Ph.D. program, a perfect fit for a writer and a philosopher like me! I'm very excited about the opportunity, since I didn't finish my Ph.D. at Iliff/D.U., leaving for ethical reasons (not getting due process as a male after a vindictive student complaint).

I'm not relishing paying tens of thousands more dollars to finish my education, but I do feel it will help my career, because I could then get a teaching job to fall back on while I'm writing. And maybe this will help my writing garner some much-needed exposure.

I already have an idea for my dissertation: Sexual Freedom in an Age of Sexual Tyranny. With this, I plan to criticize both the left and the right in our country in terms of sexual ethics. And I mean "freedom" here in Kierkegaard's sense of choosing oneself, rather than bowing to external authority. I already have some plans in mind, and if I pull it off, I think it will be a fantastic dissertation on an important topic, and hence I could get it published.

Anyway, thanks for stopping by! My love to you as always,

Richmond

 

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Thursday, December 06, 2007

How the Runner Got Lost, and Is It Possible to Swim the Pacific Ocean?

Hey, everyone! Here are some snippets, a couple of parables, from Deviants Too. I hope you enjoy them! (copyright 2007 Richmond West)

How the Runner Got Lost

Once, a young runner began a marathon with a veritable host of competitors. But they were all faster. But the poor boy, he just loved running. So he jogged at his own pace, aware of the others around him.

But one day, he closed his eyes and just kept jogging. He jogged and he jogged and he jogged. Occasionally he would pop open his eyes, just to see where he was. He noticed the hills beneath his feet, he noticed the streams and the living waters, he avoided Oil Slicks, and he would sometimes notice the mountains. The mountains would tell him stories, stories of kings and empires, and treacheries past.

And then the runner was tired, and paused to catch his breath. But then, to his anguish, he noticed that no one was with him. He was alone, lost in the woods. So very alone.

He found his way to a human settlement, but they thought he was nuts. He tried to speak to them, but they could not comprehend.

This is so simple, he thought. I'm just trying to tell them that I got lost. Why is this such a difficult concept to grasp?

But then the runner realized that he was dirty, stinky, and unshaven.

Perhaps this was why they did not understand them.

 Is It Possible to Swim the Pacific Ocean?

A Song of Sodol-kai

One day a fantastic swimmer noticed that other swimmers received fine medals and awards for swimming the English channel. They would brag in front of the television cameras about the fine swimming schools they went to, in order to achieve their great feats.

And so the fantastic swimmer, secretly trained by a former Olympic swimmer, decided he would swim the English channel, considered quite a daunting feat by the swimmers of his day. But he would do it at night, when no one was looking.

Despite how arduous the task was said to be, he found it rather easy. He barely broke a sweat.

And so he wanted a new challenge. He looked at the globe. This time he decided to swim from Greenland to Iceland. It was a little chilly, but frankly, it was not that difficult a task.

And so then he eyed the distance between Brazil and Africa. And one day he tried it…in secret.

It made him somewhat tired, but…he made it!

He then remembered a famous line from an Eastern text: The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.

The swimmer pondered the identity of the Olympic swimmer who had trained him and sent him, and he began to realize who it was - actually, it was someone quite well known in this world, but whose feats were often co-opted by greedy, and unfortunately less capable, swimmers.

The fantastic swimmer thought about trying to swim the entire Atlantic next, but then decided against that. He wanted an even bigger challenge, nay, the biggest. And so then he asked himself: what is the greatest distance? He looked at his globe again.

The swimmer began to eye the Pacific Ocean.

From the Panama Canal to China? He reflected on this task. Surely he would need help. Perhaps a boat could shadow him. At night, when he needed to rest, the boat could drop anchor, and he could climb aboard and sleep. The next day, refreshed, he could swim from the same point again. The boat would have to be well-stocked with provisions, he reflected. Surely he would need much help. His friends would all have to help him.

But he already had planned the line he would use when he reached China. When the news reporters and cameras showed up, microphones sticking in his face, he would say with a wink and a wicked smile: "You know what the secret beauty of it all is? I never really learned how to swim."

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The Parable of the Stolen Muse

Hey, folks! Here is a snippet from Witch Hunt and Deviants Too that I thought you might like (copyright 2007 Richmond West):

The Parable of the Stolen Muse

Once, in the ancient world of Chronos, there lived a poor shepherd boy. He barely had a penny to his name, but he cared not for such things. Often he would pass a river, a beautiful, flowing river. Whenever he was thirsty, he would drink from it. And the water was so refreshing, so pure. It replenished him in ways beyond imagination.

One day, as he passed the river, he reached into his pocket, and realized he had but three pennies left. But he cared not for such things.

This river, this beautiful river, deserves these more than I, the poor waif thought on a whim. And so he tossed his three pennies into the river. He had nothing left in his pocket. And he went on his merry way. Foolish, perhaps, but happy.

Another day, as the poor waif passed the river, he saw a beautiful woman bathing. He felt guilty for looking at her naked body, but he could not help himself. He was mesmerized, enthralled…she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Enticed beyond imagination, he tried to get closer.

But a twig snapped.

In deep shame, the poor boy closed his eyes, hoping somehow to disappear. He was sure the woman would be angry. And so he thought about just running away.

But when he opened his eyes, he saw that she was smiling at him. Her eyes were as blue as the river, as if they were part of the river.

"Hello, shepherd boy," the dazzlingly beautiful woman said. "Did I see you the other day, throwing your last three pennies away? Some would say that was rather foolish."

"Well, I, uh…I didn't care. I don't care much for money," the shepherd boy said.

"I am the Goddess of the River," she said. "Thank you for the pennies. That was very sweet. I'd like to give you something in return. Here, let me slip this into your pocket. There. You may go now." The woman dove into the river and disappeared, and the embarrassed waif went on his merry way.

Several days passed, and then the poor boy went into town one day. He saw a poor beggar woman, holding a cup and asking for handouts. The poor boy glanced into the cup, and saw that the poor woman had but three pennies to her name.

"It will be cold tonight," the poor boy said, "but I have a warm stack of hay under some shelter - you can sleep there if you like."

"Thank you," the poor woman said. And so the boy took her home.

When she disrobed, the boy realized she was a woman of stunning beauty. Enchanted, enthralled, his heart beat very fast.

"I would like to date you, poor shepherd boy," the beautiful woman said.

The boy loved the sound of that. He had never seen anyone so beautiful. But alas, his heart was clouded with doubt.

"Beautiful maiden, I would never be able to keep you. No one would ever believe we belonged together. Surely someone will steal you away from me, for you have such awesome beauty, and I am but a poor shepherd boy."

"That may be so," the dazzling woman said with a smile. "But you're my shepherd boy. Just make sure, as we walk together, that you tell everyone you know about me. And every once in a while, check your pockets." And then she winked.

As the beautiful woman held the poor boy's hand, they walked around town together. As he had been instructed, he told all his friends, and even some strangers, about his new love.

Alas, as the poor boy feared, this striking woman of great beauty began to attract the attention of numerous men. He would see them watching her. Soon he realized he would never be able to keep her.

As expected, one night some men in hoods came and stole her away. The boy watched in sorrow as they took her, knowing he was powerless to stop them. For some odd reason, though, the woman was smiling. In fact, the poor boy thought he saw the woman wink at him. But after she was carried away, the poor waif thought he had just imagined the wink.

In fact, in the days ahead, several men came by and told the poor boy that he was just imagining things. "Surely you are not right in the head," they would say. "Maybe you need medicine." And on some days, the poor boy would believe them.

Soon, in great sorrow, the poor boy could hardly sleep. He wandered around looking destitute. This caught the attention of several people, who worried that the boy wasn't sleeping.

One day a stranger saw the boy.

"Are you not getting enough sleep?" the stranger asked.

"No, I guess not," the boy replied.

"Well, just remember: always check your pockets. You never know when there might be three pennies there."

The boy was stunned - he had forgotten about his pocket. And so he dug around for three pennies.

But there were no pennies there.

He did notice, however, a slip of paper, with an address on it. Curious, the boy searched around, and finally found the address. It was an old, abandoned shack, on the outskirts of nowhere.

The boy knocked on the shack door.

"Come in," a female voice said.

The poor boy entered, and was overjoyed! There she was, the love of his life! Right before his eyes!

"Oh, Sodol-kai, you wise fool. I am your Muse. You were always my favorite. There was never a doubt! And I will always love you."

She held out her arms.

Sodol-kai fell into them, and soon cried himself to sleep.

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Friday, November 02, 2007

November is National Novel-Writing month on about dot com...

Hey, folks! I went to about.com to check their dictionary page, and they have a challenge for any authors or would-be authors out there: to write a novel in one month! To sign up, click here:

http://fictionwriting.about.com/gi/dynamic/offsite.htm?zi=1/XJ&sdn=fictionwriting&cdn=careers&tm=11&gps=183_283_1436_704&f=20&su=p560.3.150.ip_p664.2.420.ip_&tt=11&bt=1&bts=0&zu=http%3A//www.nanowrimo.org/user/register

I don't think I can do it. The Deviants took me three months, Your Yesterday Is My Tomorrow took me six months, and Witch Hunt has taken me a year and a half.

However, I did write The Deviants while teaching full-time, so maybe in a fit of creative fury I could write something in a month.

But right now, I'd rather finish Witch Hunt, since I've been working so long and so hard on it.

Maybe next year...

If anyone else dares take the challenge, good luck!

Love and Compassion Always,

Richmond West

 

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Sunday, September 30, 2007

Finished with the 571-page rough draft of Witch Hunt!!!

Whew!

As I stated before, I had a goal of getting through 124 pages of research for Witch Hunt, which I had fortunately printed before my laptop got fried by a lightning storm. I have finished that goal, and the rest of the basic story is in place! There are 571 pages total to the novel, at this juncture. It will probably end up a little longer, since I have to fill in a little more story between research sections.

This is a major milestone for me: it has taken a year and a half to get to this point, which my two other works took three and six months, respectively. I have always been a very fast writer, simply because I do almost nothing else during my work day. I am nothing if not dogged and persistent. This particular book, however, is more complex, longer, and far more emotional for me, so it has been far harder to write. Still, I'm proud: it would take some others, I'm sure, far longer to write a book of such complexity, so carefully researched and crafted even at this point.

Of course, this is just a rough draft, so I plan to print a copy and live, eat, breathe, and sleep with it for several weeks, until I feel it's done.

Because I have combined several personal experiences to make one story, I have already caught some inconsistencies as I was writing, and in some cases I wasn't sure which way the story would go as I was writing it: I would make a reference to a situation that no longer makes sense as I've crafted this own unique story, which has its own logic. So I'll have to read the rough draft over carefully, numerous times.

However, I am a very logical person, especially when it comes to story logic, so I have no doubt I will, in the end, attain the consistency I have displayed in my other works. I have always been my own best editor. I don't know why that's the case, but it is. And I love doing it.

Ironically, even as I am proud of this accomplishment and how far it has come, now I'm plagued with self-doubt.

Will people find the book too ideological, too self-serving, too emotional, too argumentative, too bitter, or whatever? This I don't know. I've tried to make it as entertaining as I can, since it is a novel with characters, to counter some of its bitter tone. As with any controversial book, I'm sure opinions will vary. I just hope it ends up being controversial, rather than ignored. LOL. As an author, I'd rather be hated by people than ignored. Though of course, I'd rather be loved, as anyone. But I cannot decide or foretell what others' reaction will be. I can only be true to my own vision of what makes a great work. If it fails, it fails.

But, as I quote in the novel itself:

"Here Phaethon lies who drove the sun-god's car. Greatly he failed, yet he had greatly dared."

And oh, how I've dared.

I do know this: many people, including many females I have spoken to, are very supportive of my stand against the excesses of "hostile environment" sexual "harassment" law. And I know many feminist theorists, including Daphne Patai, Katie Rophie, Cindy Young, and so many more, will probably be sympathetic to my work. So I do think my book will have support out there. I sure hope so. It is a scary thing, going against the law and the "common sense" of one's day. But hey, great people have done that throughout history, from Jesus and Socrates on. Not that I'm saying I'm as great as they are (I only wish), but they are my role models.

This is not all of what the work is about, of course: there is also much about the spiritual quest in it, including Catholicism and Wicca (the religions of two of the main characters). With a name like Witch Hunt, I feel like I have to do Wicca justice.

I think I'll let my work lie fallow for the rest of the day and print it tomorrow. I just feel an enormous euphoria, along with a general tiredness. But, there is more work to be done. After I get it into a final shape, I will print some copies and get the copyright, but I will also shop it around to agents, since I am so piss-poor at selling my own work. As I've said before, I am in desperate need of an agent, because I know my works will have an audience, but I haven't found that audience and remain pretty obscure as a writer.

I do pray that this work finds its audience. For me, it's not about money, but I do have student loans to pay off and I currently have no source of income. I have sacrificed everything to be a writer. But I feel like it is a calling from God, from Love and Compassion. And so I will persevere. Fortunately, I have had my Dad's support and help, and he's given me a place to stay. If not for him, I'd probably be homeless right now. I'll probably have to live in poverty, surviving off his inheritance, after he dies. All because I took an ethical stand against my Ph.D. program for not giving me due process as a male, walked away without my Ph.D., and hence cannot get a full-time philosophy teaching job, even though I am just as capable of teaching philosophy as anyone out there. But you know what? I'd do it again in a heartbeat. I may have had nothing left in terms of material wealth, but I still have my honor. Upon that, I put no price.

Anyway, I'm happy and exhausted at the same time, so forgive any rambling style I display at the moment. I'm just euphoric at having finished the first rough draft of my novel, after the longest time I've ever spent to get to this point.

If no one else likes it, I will still love it. And really, that is the most important thing to me. As Harper Lee once mentioned in an interview, any writer worth his salt writes for himself, not to please others. That book definitely falls into this category, though I of course hope others will like it, too. But I can't worry about that: I have to please myself, and then let the chips fall where they may. When a writer is truly an artist, and not out just for money, he or she cannot care too much about what other people think, or you'll sink yourself. I guess it's that way to be successful in any field, really: listen to criticism, of course, and try to improve, but at the end of the day, the real question is whether you can live with yourself for the things you have done. That's my take. If you're always trying to allay criticism, you'll never accomplish anything. I don't like criticism, but I do understand that you can't please everyone, so there will always be criticism.

Anyway, as always, thanks so much for stopping by and reading. I promise you that, as soon as I get a copy in to the copyright office, I'll post excerpts of Witch Hunt here, so you can see some of it for yourselves. I hope you'll think it rocks as much as I do.

I thank the fans I do have, now and in the future: you make my work worthwhile.

I do this to leave something to the world after I pass on. I pray that, in the spirit of Martin Luther, I comfort the afflicted, and afflict the comfortable. That is my only goal in writing. If I fail that, then I have failed my purpose.

Love and Compassion Always,

Richmond West

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Friday, September 14, 2007

Just 12 days until the completion of the Witch Hunt rough draft!
Category: Religion and Philosophy

I am so excited!

My third novel nears completion!

I have paced myself to get through my 124 pages of research, which I had lost in a recent lightning strike, but fortunately had printed out to work with. I'm now on page 56, and working with it 5 pages a day. I have kept that pace. That means in about 12 days, I'll be finished with the first draft.

Everything else about the work is done, in terms of story at least for the first draft. However, I plan to add more story between the research I'm adding, to make the book more entertaining. And I will live with it for a few weeks, reading it over and over and honing it, as I always do, until I know it's done. But again, the basic story is all there.

I am so excited about my newest novel. Let me tell you, folks, it rocks! This is the best thing I've ever written, hands down. And I feel like I've written some pretty darn good stuff. I'm always aiming at getting better, at topping myself with each new creation.

My goal is always to outdo myself, for I'm only competing against myself. I don't try to be a Stephen King or a Dan Simmons or a J.K. Rowling. Different people have different styles. There's no way to compare writers, in my opinion, without resorting to personal tastes.

I just try to be the best writer Richmond West can be, and I'm working tirelessly on that goal. 

Since I oppose current laws in this new book, I imagine I'm not going to be popular with "radical" feminists in the Academy. But I think that, 200 years after I'm dead, my book will be read as a classic. I don't usually like to toot my own horn, but...it's that good! I feel it "from balls to bones," as they say in The Matrix.

You folks just have to wait, though, until I get the final version printed and secure the copyright, before I give you any excerpts. How's that for tempting you and leaving you wanting more?  As they said on the TV show In Living Color, I have touched you in the morning and then just walked away.  LOL.

I'm also hopeful, indeed confident, this book will attract an agent, which I've so desperately needed. I've never seen any novel like this before, that delves so deeply into the issue of "hostile environment" sexual "harassment." And yet I do it in hopefully an entertaining way, and of course very philosophically throughout, as is my wont and style.

So I'll shop it around to the agents I've met on MySpace first. I'm very confident someone will take it on.

I've been needing an agent badly, like I've said, because even though I brag just fine in my own blog, I'm just not much of a marketer. All I am is a writer, and a teacher. That's all I am. Selling my own books is just anathema to me. It's been a tough road. So I need the help of an agent, and that will be the next step in my writing career.

Anyway, just thought I'd share the news that Witch Hunt, my third novel, is so close to completion. I'm just so pumped!

And of course I'll announce it on here when it's done, and when I get it printed, and when I get an agent, and when it gets published. Not if, when.  You'll have me blogging all over the place. I've worked a year and a half on this book, the longest and hardest I've ever worked on anything, except maybe my Ph.D. dissertation, which I completed my first draft of and never finished due to ethical concerns. And this is far better than that, for it is far more entertaining!

So I am feeling quite giddy.

It is such a satisfying feeling as an author when a work is finished, and you look back over it, and know you've accomplished something creative. Once it happened to me that first time, when I wrote The Deviants, I knew from then on I was a writer. I was hooked. No matter how successful or not I am in life in terms of finances, I'll be a writer until the day I die. If I have to live in poverty, I'll write in poverty. There is nothing else that I am suited for, except teaching, but those two things relate, I think.

Anyway, thanks for reading this and letting me share the good news with you. Look for more on Witch Hunt soon!

Just wait until I rock your reading world.

Love and Compassion Always,

Richmond West

 

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Tuesday, August 21, 2007

Of Heroes, The Deviants, and concerns over theft.

Hello, all! Thanks so much for stopping by to read my blog. As an author, I don't care so much about money, but I do care about having readers. It sort of defeats the whole purpose if no one reads one's works. So I'm always grateful for anybody who gives my writings the time of day.

Lately, when working briefly at a Movie Gallery, I noticed rampant employee theft, which I found really sad. And one day recently, my Dad showed me the movie Throw Mama From the Train.

This got me to thinking about my first book, The Deviants, which I gave away freely to many, many people in three different states, hoping to gain exposure.

I have noticed that the hit NBC series Heroes has had online accusations of plagiarism leveled against it, by people who know well the history of comic books, including The Watchmen, by Alan Moore I believe. Now, I have not read The Watchmen yet, but I have read numerous comics by Jim Shooter, Stan Lee, Jack Kirby, Steve Ditko, Frank Miller, etc., and I paid homage to many of those works in The Deviants.

The creators of Heroes? They claim they have never read comics. I don't think the "geeks" are going to give them a pass.

Reading over the plot lines for Heroes, I have decided I cannot watch that show. I can't prove it, but it looks very suspicious to me: it sounds an awful lot like my first novel, The Deviants.

Anyway, because of my concern over internet theft, I have decided not to release segments of my upcoming book Witch Hunt until after I have secured the copyright. Just to be sure.

So anyone trying to steal my works, be warned: I will always have them copyrighted.

One of the first things I did was secure copyrights to The Deviants and Your Yesterday Is My Tomorrow. I self-published each and submitted them to the U.S. Library of Congress, securing the copyright. I am so glad I did that. It seemed crazy at the time, buying all that expensive printing equipment when I had no job. But now I have the copyrights and they can't be taken away.

This way, folks may steal some of my basic ideas (and, let's face it, in the superhero, fantasy, and sci fi genres, this happens to some degree all the time - but at least I always try to acknowledge my mentors): but they can never stop me from writing my works (at least, I hope not).

The Deviants is mine, and I will write the sequels. One day, I pray that it will find its audience. Since Heroes is the most popular TV show among males my age group, and since it seems to me to be a watered-down version of my book (as well as other comics in general), I believe that one day, people will discover and appreciate The Deviants, which pays homage to the genre from which it came by making references to Superman, Captain America, Spider-Man, etc., all the while having a plot about a shadow government using 9-11 to further their own agenda, and people who discover their powers in order to oppose them (sound familiar, watchers of Heroes?).

And, of course, The Deviants has much in the way of philosophy, ethics, and religion, as I am wont to do as an author - it is definitely unique to my style, and I think few could duplicate it. I don't think Heroes can match it. Although I confess I can't know that for sure, since I refuse to watch that show.

But anyway, look for Witch Hunt excerpts coming soon - this book, my third novel, is about 2-3 months from completion, I think, and as soon as I submit it for copyright, I will put excerpts on here and on my website. It is the first of my "real life" stories, in that I veer from the sci fi fantasy genre and write a realistic drama, based loosely on some experiences I've had (though fictionalized, of course, so I can't get sued).

I think Witch Hunt has the makings of a classic. Of course, I'm biased.  But I don't think anyone could duplicate it - I don't think anyone could steal it even if they tried. It's rare when one can come up with an original storyline these days, only original ways to tell classic stories. But with Witch Hunt, I think I may have something rather unique in terms of a novel. I sure hope so. Sure it has classic themes, but I think the angle is unique. 

And I hope this book will help me get what I have so desperately needed: an agent. I am not much of a salesman, just a writer. So it has been hard to earn a living, since I'm not very good at tooting my own horn. Except, of course, on my blog, where I can brag with the best of 'em.

Well, anyway, I guess I'm rambling now. Thanks again so much for dropping by! Keep on reading all those great books out there, from Harry Potter to Lord of the Rings, and everything in between! And hopefully, a little of Richmond West in there somewhere, too.

Love and Compassion Always,

Richmond West 

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