Tuesday, September 9, 2014

#5 FROM THE SECOND FLOOR


MY WRITER TOOL BAG

There isn’t a day goes by I don’t learn something new. So, for those of you of think you know everything – you don’t.

That said, I discovered a few tools lately, and they were right in front of me for a long time. I just didn’t look. We all know writers are stubborn by nature. We like to do things our way and only look for help as a last resort.

As a kid, I wrote short stories and edited the school newspaper. I knew things others didn’t, and that’s not always a great pair of shoes to walk in on a hot day at the beach. You create shortcuts and get in a lot of bad habits. I did get a lot of laughs and assumed I could write about anything. A big head can go a long way.

Then I grew up and relocated to Hollywood. The actors in me struggled but the writer – you know that “other guy” in my head thrived. I sold my first screenplay and remembered sharing with close friends how good and easy it was. What did I know? Aside from knowing everything, I assumed selling the next script would be just as easy as the first. My only excuse was – I was a kid who didn’t know any better. I was also wrong.

My grandfather taught me you never give up when you know the direction you walk in is the right way. I was stubborn and grew thick skin. Rejection was a middle name, but I learned some great lessons along the way. Eventually, I found my niche and became a produced screenwriter. I also had to understand when you sell a script it doesn’t mean it will reach the big screen. Most don’t get their green light. I once again found tools right in front of me I hadn’t seen or used yet and when I did – everything changed.

Along the way, my agent kept telling me to write a novel or two and use some of the screen stories I had created for the base. It took years for me to listen to that advice. I didn’t know how to write a novel. There is a huge difference in-between the art of screenwriting and the compelling ability of completing a manuscript.

Sometimes you write a screenplay, sell it, and after the first, second, or third option runs out the script goes into turn-around. If the studio or production company that purchased, the script doesn’t exercise the final step to complete the purchase – the film rights return to the writer.

Unfortunately, the turnaround option happens quite frequently. I know many screenwriters who make a good living selling scripts that never get produced. It’s not what you want, but it pays the bills.

On one of those occasions, my agent reminded me again. If the studio readers liked the story and script well enough to talk the studio into putting up options money to obtain screen rights, the story must be good. He suggested I to turn it into a novel. He didn’t mention I should look for a few new tools to help me.

Now, after writing several published books I still seek tools to help me learn more. Like I said, you learn something every day if you pay attention. Some of my writer friends were joining groups and clubs to help find their audience. I joined a few, and then I found this one place called Author’s Marketing Club. I checked it out and found over 16,000 authors belonged to the club, so I joined.

I wanted more tools. My writer tool bag is full, but there is always room for more. As a screenwriter I know how to excite the reader, make a strong pitch and write a compelling script. I have sold or optioned over 30 scripts. It’s never easy, and my filing cabinets prove it. I’ve probably written several hundred scripts over the years, and we all know or can guess where most found their resting place – buried in one of my cabinets. What I needed was an author’s tool. I knew there was more than one tool, but you have to start at square one when you enter the tiger’s den with little knowledge of how to feed the hungry animals. I didn’t know how to find my audience, my author’s voice, or basic promotional tools every writer needs. These tools are completely difference than the ones I’ve used all my life. Screen vs. Book and therein lies the battle of confusion. In a screenplay, it is mostly showing a very little fine-tuned selected and tell. In the book, it is all tell, describe, and tell more. Once you find the handle and can tell the difference, you need new tools.

Now my writer tool bag has made more room for all the exciting gifts I am receiving from Authors Marketing Club. There is so much stuff offered you need time to digest all the potential help that is waiting to be explored. How to get reviews is one. They not only tell you what tools you need but provide the main tool to enhance your chances. They don’t get the reviews, but your manuscript and talent are given the basics and shows you how to get it done. They help with advertising, guide you through a book description, offer tidbits of how, where and when to promote, offer workshops for marketing, book writing, cover creation and more. Tools are what you find here that are almost impossible to find elsewhere. When you join as a Premium Member, you get a bag of tools, and many of them are priceless.

Now I know you’re asking – do I work for Authors Marketing Club? The answer is no. I discovered early in my career to helping other writers, filmmakers and actors. You help them, and they remember and will help you back. Sometimes the pay-forward takes years, but the memory is long and a wonderful tool – we never forget kindness or assistance. When you promote your book or help someone else just adding the hash-tag #amcbuzz to a tweet or Facebook announcement creates amazing things, and you get to watch them happen. Even if you belong to other clubs or groups, you help them, and they will help you. To help fill your writer's tool bag, I suggest you join the Authors Marketing Club http://www.authormarketingclub.com and become a Premium Member.

My Writer Tool Bag still has room to learn more, and I’m constantly making room for additional space. Remember – give a fellow writer a virtual hug and that small helping hand will reap untold rewards.

 Copyright © William Byron Hillman 2014

Just re-released with new cover and edits:

Ghosts and Phantoms 1 – the first Rollie Kemp Mystery

New Release:
HOAX – a Rollie Kemp Mystery #5
 

Book Links:
Quigley's Christmas Adventure http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00ANVNQ6G
In editorial – Cheater
In development Veronique and Murray's Honeymoon

Rollie Kemp Novels
Ghosts and Phantoms Part I: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0056WR6I6
Ghosts and Phantoms Part II: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0056WR7YE
In development Con Job

My next planned film is:
Quigley's Christmas Adventure
www.quigley2.com
(Sequel to the hit film Quigley)

Monday, August 25, 2014

#4 FROM THE SECOND FLOOR

FROM THE SECOND FLOOR #4

Where do I get all those characters I write about?

I recently joined several writing groups like the Independent Author Network better known as #IAN1 for new members and those wishing to connect and spread their wings. They created a web page and new presence for me. The link to my new page is: http://www.independentauthornetwork.com/william-byron-hillman.html

I also joined several other groups that included Author Marketing Club where you can grab some unique information and help on an entirely different platform from IAN. The difference is amazing and thus the reason you join both not just one. Author Marketing Club helps with book covers, free book markets, reviews and more. They too have an hashtag #amcbuzz I add to Twitter and Facebook.

Interesting how you can add your site on Twitter, Facebook, Pinterest, Google+ or LinkedIn include your username and add these hashtags. Your audience goes right to things you've written, tweeted, posted or can see the books you have available, and read about them.

Right after joining came the questions, so I sat down and gave it some thought. I started hearing questions never asked before, lots of emails from fellow writers and new scribblers asking for details, and filmmakers wanting to know the how and why things happened as they do.

Looking back, I had a wonderful grandfather who taught me many things. I grew up in a totally dysfunctional family where learning and listening was painful at best. My parents were too busy with their lives to pay much attention to their kids. Grandpa, feeling the stress, would take me outside to get away from the commotion. In the beginning, he read to me. He didn't read children's books; he read novels and at times just the newspaper.

When I was old enough to read and write, grandpa would spend hours sharing a story from a book or reading what he had asked me to write. It was all gibberish, but he read every word and then we would talk about what I had written.

When I got older, he started telling me personal stories about his youth. He colored the trouble he ran into and detailed the vivid explanation of the travelling he did around the country. His memory was full of color and excitement, and I heard enough to fill hundreds of books. I questioned him about a few stories as they were hard to believe, but the more he spoke the more I realized my grandfather was an encyclopedia from the past. His street life stuff was what most people never talk about, and seldom share in their written experiences.

Today one of the first questions people ask is – where did I get the idea to write that book, TV script or motion picture screenplay? How do I come up with all the characters, the plots, the sub-stories and the background for my characters? I usually answer by explaining we all have a past to pull from, even if some of it is on the dark side, and that's where I get most of my material. When I feel tapped out, which seldom happens, I visit a local mall. Just buying a cup of coffee or tea and sitting in the middle of the food court can provide information you'd never get asking questions from strangers. It's an excellent source of material.

My dad was this mysterious guy who never talked about his youth. The only way I learned a little of who he was or what he may have done was to sneak into our dark dining room, hide under the table and listen to what he said to men visiting. My mom and grandpa always disappeared when dad got visitors, so I knew it was important stuff. Dad did some accounting for a crime boss named Al Capone. Al and my dad were never close friends because all I heard them talk about was business. Dad didn't mow people down or carry a gun that I knew of, he used his brains to move money around, start businesses and make investments. He helped them figure out how to loan money legitimately. Not everyone listened, and eventually big Al was caught cheating on his taxes. The IRS got him for tax evasion when law enforcement couldn't touch him for committed crimes. I heard some great material while hiding under that table.

When I decided I wanted to be a singer, turned actor, turned writer and then developed into a full blown filmmaker/author I met with people from all walks of life. One man in particular was my mechanic. I owned this old Mercedes Coupe and it needed special care and constant repairing. My mechanic was from Italy and a real character with endless stories just as my grandfather had been. One day my mechanic said his cousin had a great story that should be a movie. He said he'd make the repairs to my timing chain free if I listened to his cousin's story. Even back then the repairs where hundreds of dollars so I agreed to meet the cousin. This became one of the best meetings I ever attended. His name was John, and it turned out he was an active FBI Agent. I soon learned he had been a cop, worked for the CIA, became a Secret Service Agent for a "tour" as he called it, and then joined the bureau. John became a plethora of material, and more stories came right from some of his cases and arrested records. I learned the ins and outs of major crime investigations, and heard stories about crimes so off the charts I could never have thought about creating them for a story.

John couldn't pick just one to start with because he had hundreds all recorded on approximately fifty audio tapes. Before we could pick just one story to begin with, John died from Lou Gehrig's disease. After giving his life a lot of thought, I rolled the whole idea into one character. I didn't use all of his background or name and kept it all original using only the parts that had helped him develop into such a crazy wonderful character. When the dust settled I had a new character I named Rollie Kemp. He came from a crime family but ran from it at an early age. He studied law, got married, divorced for various important reasons, and went into the police academy to try his hand at being a cop. The idea of busting bad guys instead of being one was appealing because his old man was a wiseguy. I couldn't make it that easy so Rollie's police career got interrupted by a drunk driver, so my character got a sensational settlement from an accident. I liked the fact he became well healed so whatever job I gave him wasn't for money. I also wanted him to get well enough to get around and be quick. Now that I had messed up his whole life my strong, muscular, attractive character needed to try something exciting, so he turned to acting. He wasn't about to become a great actor but had one hell of an explosive temper, and that got the attention of Drake Fargo. Pleased with the developments, I had two guys coming from entirely different backgrounds bucking heads. Drake is ex-CIA, FBI, Navy Seal and a Special Forces member. He got fed up with the system and started a superlative detective agency. Now all the studios and celebrities hired him and with the power of a couple of the computer keys he became the go-to guy for the rich and powerful. I wanted a big presence so I molded Rollie into a muscular six feet five inches of movie star handsome while Drake would be six feet eight or nine, and three hundred pounds of pure potential brutality. The two men couldn't maintain the same temperament so I gave Rollie a temper suited for anger management and messed with Drake so he could have a mixture, mild one moment and controlled-explosive the next.

When I wrote the first book Ghosts and Phantoms-I, there had to be more of the same problem. They were fun together, so I did a continuation of the original case in Ghosts and Phantoms II.
I realized Rollie was magnetic from reader responses, so he became the standout partner even though he didn't start having a clue how to hold a gun - bad enough shoot one. The third book APRIL changed all that. Rollie was force-fed into taking his first case without Drake and falling into a swirling pool of corruption, evil and death.

I took a break to write a few other books, but Rollie and Drake we only beginning their rollercoaster ride.

In the fourth Rollie Kemp Novel – BAD RAP – Rollie once again barrels right into the fire and stays there for the entire book. Why make the character have an easy time when it's more fun to keep him in constant trouble? Rollie thrives on trouble much like the real life character John did. What made John's engines churn are the same as what motivates Rollie – overcoming evil while staying righteous and towing the line. Sure a step over the line happens. It did with John as it does for all law enforcement officers, but the real guys always step back in resolution.

I remembered something John told me about a case he worked. He busted a drug dealer only to have that guy return years later with a vendetta grown completely out of proportion from being in prison with nothing else to think about. He came after John with vengeance and miraculously survival came in the form of a little unexpected help.

Keeping that I mind, I wrote book five – HOAX and gave it a sub-title Prematurely Terminated. Using a loose filament of John's experience, I took Rollie's youth and his troubled past, and brought it all together. While he does most of the work, Drake with his wounded foot new wife and pouty attitude gets totally involved. I wanted the bizarre to happen. The reader demanded to know more about the wild and crazy characters accumulated previously. I found a way to incorporate and bring some colorful characters back to life. Bits and pieces of the previous four books roll into an adventurous escapade. We travel around the world in trouble. Rollie not only has his hands full, but his personal life comes back to bite him once again.

Is Rollie done? Not a chance. He's just getting started, and I intend to pull from his confused and very complicated past to continue his journey. The Rollie Kemp mystery series will continue with the fun, the crazy and some dark moments to create a pause and enable the reader to think and recall incidents that answer questions from previous escapes and adventures.

Try pulling from the past for your book or screenplay. It's delicious fun.

William Byron Hillman © 2014


Just released:
HOAX – Prematurely Terminated a thriller
 
My next planned films are:
Quigley's Christmas Adventure
(Sequel to the hit film Quigley)


Book Links:
Quigley's Christmas Adventure http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00ANVNQ6G
In development Veronique and Murray's Honeymoon

Rollie Kemp Novels
Ghosts and Phantoms Part I: http://tinyurl.com/6wxef7g
Ghosts and Phantoms Part II: http://tinyurl.com/d7mtspu
Hoax – Prematurely Terminated
In editorial – Cheater

Just released:
HOAX – Prematurely Terminated a thriller
 
My next planned films are:
Quigley's Christmas Adventure
(Sequel to the hit film Quigley)

Sunday, July 13, 2014

FROM THE SECOND FLOOR #3

FROM THE SECOND FLOOR #3

I just heard on the CNN that food prices have gone up 26% over the last 12 months, and I had to scramble up to the Second Floor to check things out. Gasoline is up 100% from where it was 4 years ago. I wondered what the average yearly income was for someone collecting Social Security and found it to be $12,000. Being nosey, I checked out what a soldier is risking his life for our safety made each year. On average, a soldier’s pay is $38,000. Law enforcement and firefighters don’t make much more yet what would we do without them?

Things look different from the Second Floor.

Yesterday I was in line to pick up a prescription and watched an elderly man struggle at the cash register. He asked the pharmacist if he could buy a third of the pills needed because he couldn’t afford the whole prescription. He explained he had insurance, but they didn’t cover this drug and neither did Medicare. He left with sadness I hate to see. Too proud to accept help and too humiliated being in the position his life journey had taken him.

I thought, “What the heck is that all about?” If a doctor prescribes a particular drug shouldn’t it be covered or at least partially covered? Just thinking about it made me mad.

I know we can’t cover everyone, but there is a need here for better care. I have a neighbor who is missing half his teeth. We got into a conversation about it the other day, and he explained he was on Medicare. Proudly he worked all his life for the railroad. They provided him with limited secondary coverage, but that doesn't cover dental and neither does Medicare. He smiled and said he’d rather eat and keep the roof over his head than save enough for dental implants. A mouthful of dental implants can cost between 30 and $40,000. When he laughed, he covered his mouth so others wouldn’t see the missing teeth. The incident, as the first one had done, made me furious.
 
The entire situation got me into a thinking mode, and it’s scary when I go too deep with these thoughts.

Looking down, as I like to do, I see problems others pay little attention to or don’t want to know about too much.

On the news, there are lots of talk about all these new people coming into the country, and sadly they are not all children. I’m a big fan of being humanitarian about many things. I love to help a stranger. I donate to charitable causes that  spend the donated money to help others as they are supposed to do, and nothing would make me feel better then to help when I can. That said, we now have over 100,000 people without language skills, homes, food and more.

I am proud to be an American. America is the greatest country in the world. We are a strong nation full of noble, generous people, but I’m getting scared that no one is watching the store or our borders.

That said, better look around our own country might in the long run be a good idea. We have many problems here that no one seems to care about them or refuses to address the issues by correcting them one way, or another.

Like many in the entertainment industry, we travel and get to meet people in all walks of life. The one sure thing is, you don’t have to be BLACK, WHITE, or BROWN to be poor. Being impoverished comes in all flavors and does not discriminate. We have millions of people living in our country that are a citizen, born here and remain destitute. They have less than nothing, and some  starve so their children can eat. We have military veterans living in disgrace on the street, handicapped individuals who have been all, but discarded, and  thousands living in actual poverty in conditions even alley rats find disgusting.

That said, let’s try to keep politics out of the entire mess. It easy to do in this case because, frankly speaking; I’m sure not who is to blame. Is it the Congress for another failure? Is it the Senate for turning a blind eye, or is it people hired to help work with the issues that are so corrupt and incompetent? The one thing I know for sure is no one is doing anything about it. I also know both members of Congress and the Senate pure billions of dollars into stupid causes to satisfy their constituents and individual deep pocket supporters so they can stay in office. That doesn’t help the rest, those in dire need to pay for housing, gas, clothing, medicine and dental care. Some serious changes need to take place immediately.

We have people collecting a tiny retirement from Social Security. People who worked all their lives but never made enough to invest in any other type of savings program. Each gave weekly, and gladly parted with the mandatory fees taken for Social Security, Medicare and Medicaid, knowing they would retire safely and supposedly have enough to survive when the time came to retire. They also counted on having medical care because they had been paying for it for many years. The payments were voluntary – they were mandatorily taken out of each check. Sadly all of this is true, and what is currently being paid out would have been ten or twenty times that if that same amount of money had been put into a simple savings accounts at local banks. The money wasn’t, however, and now they are stuck getting pennies to buy food, pay rent or mortgages, buy gas and pay for utilities and this is hardly enough to go around and each year it gets harder.

Most of these people do not have supplemental insurance and must pay additional fees to buy it from the government. Medicare and Medicaid are not free to poor people so on top of what was taken out of their checks when they were working, wasn’t enough and more is needed.

Okay, I’ll step off the bandwagon but I’m staying up on the Second Floor.

Back to the issue at hand: Someone in our government has found billions yes billions with a capital B, to house, feed and care for our new visitors. Many of these visitors will stay and continue to collect more than our very citizens living here can, and that’s not right.

Don’t get me wrong. I am as big a humanitarian as anyone. All for helping those in need but shouldn’t there be a pecking order? Shouldn’t we be looking out for our own first? The poor, the vet’s, those that worked and served our country all their lives and now find it impossible to make ends meet? Shouldn’t they come first? Shouldn’t “our poor” come first?

If we can give housing, medicine and food to people flooding across our borders, don’t we own those already living here the same thing? Hello? Is anyone listening?

I need someone to tell me why a person can walk into our country and receive dental care, housing, clothes, food and shelter free – when our own citizens can’t get any of it or make ends meet?

I need someone to tell me why dental isn’t paid for in Medicare or Medicaid? If we can find billions to send to countries who hate us and billions more to feed and house people crossing our borders we can find billions to help our own.

I need someone to tell me why those struggling on Social Security haven’t received a decent raise? In reality, they should be receiving 100% more than they get now. Maybe, that is not enough either as everything around us gets costlier? The annual raise should rise with the cost of living index and taken from all the frivolous things we waste money doing.

Is it the public who is at fault for working all their lives? Everyone has had funds taken out of their checks, and all heard it was for their golden years. Social Security was created to build a retirement nest egg. Sadly when people arrive into their golden years they discover someone in the government “borrowed” all their savings. So, while no fault of their own they will only get pennies on the dollar? Don’t we put the heads of corporations in jail for doing this to stockholders?

So, if we can afford this humanitarian movement, and can afford to give untold billions to countries that hate us, we can afford to find billions for the poor. Instantly an increase should be given to those collecting a pittance in Social Security. The veterans who risked their lives to keep us safe and secure need to know they can live a healthy life. Those who never had a chance to know what a comfortable life meant  because they worked the only jobs they could find shouldn't have to suffer at the end of life's journey. Not everyone can figure out or gets the opportunity how to retire in comfort.

I have met people in all walks of life who worked hard, made a decent living but never quite made enough to get real comfortable. They either retire or are too old to land a job and now face this uncontrollable runaway train of expenses that are killing them.

Instead of our glorious politicians looking out for themselves and other selfish benefits, they need to take a closer look at what has been done to those in need. What has taken place didn’t just happen. It’s taken years to get here. Both parties wear blinders and sadly most politicians have never been poor, have never gone without a meal, have never been threatened with an eviction notice or letter threatening foreclosure on their home. Fact is, most politicians are wealthy and come from affluent families. Many never had to work at a job, and the majority never worked for minimum wage or had to hold down two jobs just to pay the bills.

I’ve heard some of these rich guys talking about cutting back on Social Security, Medicare, Medicaid and other services because they put a drain on us and yet they will spend billions sending money to other nations or helping people crossing the border. Hello? Does anyone care?

It’s so easy to look down from the Second Floor and see all these problems. It’s not easy to find or suggest a solution. What is clear is the public has a dreadful track record of electing people with lots of money who takeout ads full of lies people believe and it gets them elected. Now those who get elected must have tons of money and made promises to others for more money – promises they giveback when they get into office. These are the promises that cost us the billions needed to help those in need.

We live in a cycle – so maybe it should be called the circle of life. We keep repeating the same mistake over and over. Most don’t pay attention they just vote because it’s the right things to do. Sadly most don’t even remember who they voted for or the names of those elected. I hope that changes.

We will never have a perfect world. I’m a dreamer, and I admit it. I just want care for those in need. I want those who can’t afford to have their teeth fixed to enjoy an excellent meal and not be afraid to smile. I want those without to have “something” or at least be comfortable. I don’t want citizens to be last in the line for help. I want those who depend on their savings account (Social Security) to receive what should be paid and this needs to be fixed and the funds found immediately or taken from some other careless cause we don’t need. I want those who come into our country to get in line not be at the front of it.

Lastly, I want honor for those who served our nation. I want everyone to salute those wounded and now discarded or living on the street. I want everyone who served in Wether it's the military, law enforcement, emergency services or firemen I think everyone who served should get the help needed and retire with the grace, love and respect of everyone.

No one should live their golden years without teeth or not be able to afford the very medicine needed to stay live or live without pain.

Yes, I also want happiness to prevail, to see smiles in abundance, eyes that dance with joy and spirits that lift high with respected. Oh, I also want us all to get along, work together to make a better home, and a better life. I don’t want much, just peace and lots of happiness.

I’m a dreamer – and dreamers speak their peace and try to get changes done. It’s time we make some changes for the better.

William Byron Hillman © 2014

Just released:
HOAX – Prematurely Terminated a thriller
 
My next planned films are:
Quigley’s Christmas Adventure
(Sequel to the hit film Quigley)
And
Of Light and Darkness
Web announcements are coming soon


Book Links:
Veronique and Murray: http://tinyurl.com/8xrmmu7
Zebra’s Rock and Me http://tinyurl.com/7b28qu6
Quigley’s Christmas Adventure http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00ANVNQ6G
In development Veronique and Murray’s Honeymoon
Rollie Kemp Books
Ghosts and Phantoms Part I: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0056WR6I6
Ghosts and Phantoms Part II: http://tinyurl.com/d7mtspu
Hoax – Prematurely Terminated
In editorial – Cheater

Friday, June 27, 2014

FROM THE SECOND FLOOR #2

FROM THE SECOND FLOOR #2

It’s in the news.

Which one? I mean a few years ago news was just that, news. Everyone covered the stories that we, the public, heard, read and talked about. It was fun and created banter, compassion and curiosity. We loved to hear or read information from many sources in many different venues. Some had unique twists on their stories, some reported only the good stuff, but all reported about the stuff.

Ah, but what is important?

Sadly what is important to us is now a mixed bag. I thought this was behind us. I thought, perhaps wishful thinking on my behalf, but still I wished and thought we were on the road of recovery. We were about to find a way finally to get along. I was wrong.

If you happen to be or think you are a Democrat you watch MSNBC, CNN and a few other outlets that lean in one direction. You hear what they say and believe it. It must be the truth because they are reporting it. They don’t offer two sides, only one. The one offered is theirs. You know, it’s the one they say is the only way.

If you happen to be or think, you are a Republican you listen to Fox News or conservative radio and a few outlets that lean in the entirely different direction as those listed. It must be the truth because they said it was, and we are supposed to trust them. Even when they offer two sides, one side is pushed a little harder than the other. They too say it’s the only way and fight tooth and nail to prove it.

If you happen to be or think, you are an Independent – you plan to show both sides, they are wrong, and you have it all together. You can watch all the news outlets, read all the newspapers and listen to all the radio shows because you form your own opinions and come hell or high water your opinion is what makes the world turn. You may even be a bit confused, but that’s a good thing if you have an open mind.

Now there are other opinions out there that differ from some of the above. If you are White, you may have limited vision and maybe a different outlook but then again maybe you don’t have those views at all. Confusing. If you are Black you too have strong opinions that may or may not agree with any of the above. Even when hurt deeply with promises, you stand tall waiting to be proven right for making the wrong decision. Stepping back further, if you are Hispanic, Oriental, Middle Eastern, or European you too have expectations that may or may not have been lived up to. The news has numbers, percentages, and we believe it because it must be the truth coming from reliable news sources.

In short, the story may go as far as to say someone owes you. Another "News" source believes all of what you have will soon be taken away based on ideas they created just for their audience. Some news talks about traditional issues and others lean on liberal stories. What if they’re both wrong?

The news. We see and hear it, but what are we hearing? We only hear what they want us to hear or see. They don’t talk about real issues because real doesn’t build an audience, doesn’t sell papers or magazines, and no one wants to acknowledge real because they have plenty of that stuff at home.

Looking down from the second floor I see all these potential disagreements and wonder if we all heard the same thing like we used to do – would we create our own interpretation of the issues at hand? Would that help us get along or make definite decisions? I’d like to think so.

In reality, we no long have “The News” and can no longer say I heard it on the news.

Ask yourself – do you believe what you hear? Is it the truth? Would anyone say anything if what you heard or read was based on a lie? Would we know it was a lie? We believed, as grownups should that if we heard or read it from a news source it must be the truth. Today there are so many liars in the news media you can’t tell the truth from fiction.

There is a reason newspaper are dying off. They only report what they think you want to know about and of course skip over all the exciting stuff. This missing “stuff” is what we want, but keep hearing that’s not what you want – you want this – “our” slant on things.

Like you, I am tired of being told what I want without anyone asking what that might be. I’m tired to being told this is what you need, or this is how it should be, or worse, this is how it’s going to be from now on whether you like it or not.

I watch the news promoting things or products that aren’t what they said they were.

The “real” news guys, men and women, are gone. What today's news represents is a one-sided editorial staff representing nothing more than a bunch of followers trying to convince us we should follow along behind them.

They report how bad people coming into the country are financially and that we should support them as humanitarians. I travel around our country and see an awful lot of people in trouble, in need of help, but I guess the news don’t talk about the poor Blacks, Whites or Hispanics because they live in America where we don’t have such things. I guess we are to believe everyone who lives in our country is just dandy and those coming into the country need help, money and attention. I’d like to read or hear the news telling us the truth. Some of our own people are in need of more help than those coming in, and our people should come first not last. But that is not news. It might even border on depressing.

I come from the old school. If it’s news, report it. Tell us like it is and tell us the truth. If something is a wrong report it. If people are hungry, starving or living in poverty report that too. The news should report the news – the good, the bad and the ugly.

I’m sick of one-sided news. I don’t care which side it is reporting. They need to get together and start telling it like it is. Stop the fluff from all sides. Stop reporting only how you see things. Report the whole and let us form our own opinions.

As my grandfather taught me, love thy neighbor. Smile to those in need, help with an open heart, share or offer assistance when possible and never meet another human being you don’t like because of news reports that say you probably do. What we hear on the news is not how it is at all. If we learn to work together, help one another, love thy neighbors as you would your own family we could share feelings and emotions. Regardless of where you are from or what your heritage may be we still have a chance to reach across the virtual bridge and accept all for who they are. None of us begins life angry. We do not have a choice in what our skin color is, and regardless of who told us what we are all very much alike. It’s the news that is telling us we’re not and that we’ll never get along. I say hogwash. Bring back the real “news” so we all know the truth of how things are.

William Byron Hillman © 2014
 
Just released:
HOAX – Prematurely Terminated a thriller
My next planned films are:
Quigley’s Christmas Adventure
(Sequel to hit film Quigley)
And
Of Light and Darkness
Web announcements coming soon
 
 
Book Links:
Veronique and Murray: http://tinyurl.com/8xrmmu7
Zebra’s Rock and Me http://tinyurl.com/7b28qu6
Quigley’s Christmas Adventure http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00ANVNQ6G
In development Veronique and Murray’s Honeymoon
Rollie Kemp Books
Ghosts and Phantoms Part I: http://tinyurl.com/6wxef7g
Ghosts and Phantoms Part II: http://tinyurl.com/d7mtspu
Hoax – Prematurely Terminated http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00KUZY7AY
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