Open For Business

  

The new Sharon S Jones Photography gallery is all set up and ready for visitors. The new space is at Canton Marketplace, Canton, TX.

The Marketplace and Sharon’s gallery will be open every Thursday through Sunday before the first Monday every month. 

Of course, Sharon’s work will also remain available at her Etsy store as well as directly from her. 

I will have paperback copies of my novel, Indian Paintbrush by B. K. Jones, available in the gallery as well. It’s also available to Kindle owners on Amazon as well as from Barnes and Noble and Creatspace.

Please stop by and visit with us if you’re in the area.

Brian

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Back to our “home” in the Texas Hill Country

We arrived back to the Fredericksburg, Texas KOA a couple weeks ago. It’s funny how we develope “homes” to park our home in this life of RV travel. 

Sharon S. Jones Fine Art Photography now has a semi permanent physical home at The Hill Country Trading Post about 9 miles east of Fredericksburg on HWY 290. 

   
    
 We’re open Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays from 9am till 6pm. Oh, and she even lets me sell paperback copies of my novel, Indian Paintbrush, there with her photos. It’s just one of the perks of being married to the artist. 

We’ll be here through next April. I guess I’ll have no excuse not to finish my second novel and put it out before then. 

Remember to look at our “About Us” page if you’re not already familiar.

Brian

Where Will Life Lead You?

In March of 2007, I got out of bed at 3am on a Saturday morning. My wife had to work that day. I left her sleeping, started my 05 Dodge pickup and headed for San Antonio, Texas. I was excited to pick up our new travel trailer and get back home before Sharon got home from work. 

It was only for vacation. It was for quality family time. We had one child still at home, our daughter Robyn. I was a truck driver then. I was into writing the first few chapters of Indian Paintbrush. It would become my first novel in the spring of 2013. 

Sharon worked as a registered nurse at our local hospital. She worked very hard to get to that point in life. She worked against seemingly impossible odds. She believed nursing was her one and only calling. As it turned out, she had another calling. 

In July of 2009, we started construction on a new home. We were working our “careers” as a truck driver and nurse, respectively. 

In the summer of 2012, we closed on the sale of our “dream” home. We moved into our 5 year old 34ft travel trailer with no long term plan. We sold or gave away everything except the travel trailer, the 05 Dodge truck, and a few antiques and keepsakes. We did all this in the interest of chasing our real dreams. 

Fast forward to today. We still live in that 07 34ft travel trailer, towed by that same 05 Dodge pickup. Sharon takes photos daily. The photos make her happy. In fact, they make others happy. So happy, they are willing to pay her for them. 

I’m working on my second novel. That’s my job. I don’t do it at highway rest area picknick tables or in a semi truck during breaks. 

We park our “home” at our favorite places at our favorite times. We don’t know when or how much we’ll make from week to week. We’re happier than ever before. We are the artists we always wanted to be. We’ve succeeded no mater what happens from here. 

All we had to do was take the first step. Then, we had to keep walking in that direction. 

Brian

Art Market This Weekend

Writing has been on hold the past few weeks while we get ready for the Cloudcroft, NM October Art Show. Sharon has been busy going through all her photographs, printing, and framing. She’s got quite a body of work now and growing almost daily. We have around 80 framed photos and another 100 matted for the show.

Her work will be on display and for sale this Saturday and Sunday. We’ll make the 270 mile trek to New Mexico tomorrow to get set up for the outdoor event. Wish her luck! 

Please take a look at our “About Us” page and click our links to see her wonderful photography or to check out my novel, Indian Paintbrush.

Brian

Organized Chaos!

It was an eye opening writing day for me. I’ve been working diligently (we’ll, diligently for me anyway) on my new thriller novel over the last few days. I actually started it a couple years ago, but I’ve had periods of time that I didn’t work on it. I’m calling it Coal Mountain for now. I’m not sure yet whether that will be the final title. It seems sometimes when I complete a writing project, the original name sometimes no longer fits. 

But, that’s how I write and how my mind works. It’s all over the place! When I begin a new story, it starts simply from an image I saw. Maybe I was out for a walk and witnessed an interesting character. I know nothing about the person besides what my eyes tell me. Or, I see an old building that catches my interest. Sometimes it’s a small town I come across in my travels. Sometimes all I need is a random thought to start my imagination. It’s funny how something so simple can turn in a 70 thousand word novel. 

I grab a legal pad and start writing based on an experience. I do not have an outline. I don’t know all the characters yet. Sometimes I don’t know any of the characters at the beginning. I definitely have no idea where the story will go, how it will end, or how to get there. It’s such a slow inefficient process. 

Then, it happens. I’ve got a few characters established. They begin to grow and real personalities emerge. I know what part each will play. I know where to go from this point. And then things start happening pretty quickly for me. It’s almost like the story is telling itself in my mind. It’s almost effortless at times. I simply have to write down what I see playing out in my head. Before I know it, the first draft is complete. 

Then the real work starts. Then I must go back through the whole thing and “fill in the blanks” I left because I was in such a hurry to write before my imagination got too far ahead of my pen. 

Before the point where the story takes on a life of its own, it can be a real struggle for me. That’s my excuse for the periods I go through when production is very slow. I so look forward to getting to the point I reached today. It makes the struggle to get to here worth it. 

It’s amazing the effort some will put into something that they may never get a return from. I think writers, myself included, suffer from functional insanity. Ok, semi-functional.

BK Jones

I Guess It’s a Good Thing We Live Cheap

I’ve learned over the years several things about myself. One of those things is I’ll probably never be rich. Unless, it happens by chance. You know, one of those dumb luck type things, like maybe I’m walking and trip and fall into a big pile of cash! Nope, probably not gonna happen. 

That’s ok. Being wealthy is not something I ever dreamed about, so I’m lucky in that way. 

I do have a dream, however, of someday making enough from writing novels to support a very modest lifestyle. I do believe, in fact, that will happen. When? That is the question. 

There are a few things that I believe make my progress very slow. I’ve only published one novel so far. Though I do what I can to promote myself, I’m imadmittedly not very good at self promotion. I’m very slow in production. It’s not that I’m lazy. My imagination works very quickly. Turning those thoughts into words for the public is more challenging. That makes the distance between thoughts and a published product farther than it might be for other authors. 

Some forms of self promotion seem very much like bragging to me. If someone else promotes you, that seems to provide some validation. Then it’s not bragging. It’s just the way my twisted mind works. 

What makes it possible for me to live my dream of writing as a fulltime career is to first, keep my living expenses low. Now, can I be patient enough to keep putting out new material slowly and in return grow my fan base slowly? Maybe I’ll find more efficient ways of transforming my imagination. Maybe I’ll find more and more ways to get my words in front of my readers eyes. Maybe I’ll come across someone in our travels who believes in what I do and is willing to help me(for a share of my profits of course). 

Life is full of maybes and what ifs for me. But I’m learning as I go. 

These were just some random thoughts I had while taking a break from writing. I took a break from writing to write something else. I must be a writer! Right?

Brian