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Tuesday, October 23, 2018

Monday, October 8, 2018

Been Quiet Around Here, So Here's Some News!


I am a pastoral intern at my church. I've been using my free time to write papers and read non-fiction books on the bible and the church. All of this is super exciting to me! It does mean I haven't been creating any new fiction as of late, but I do have plans to write a book during NaNoWriMo this year so look for more news on that. In the meantime if you're really curious about what I've been up to I have been posting stuff on Christianity on my new blog Dan's Bible Notes.

For a taste of that future book I plan to write during NaNoWriMo here's the first bit of it pasted in below. Not sure if I'll end up using this but it was a great start to get some words on the page for this new book. I don't know what to call it. It's about:
a kid who discovers he has the power of flight. The government also discovers this and employs him as a secret agent to work for them to help them get certain objects that are hard to get for big adults who can't fly to and squeeze in tight spaces. 
Also scroll to the bottom or check out my Instagram for some of my #Inktober drawings.



I Can Fly (working title) © Dan Absalonson

My name is Bridge Travers and I live with my grandma in a house that smells like cabbage. Dang, that was a terrible start. Let me try again. My name is Bridge Travers and I am a kid secret agent who can fly. Okay, so both of those things are true, but focus on the flying secret agent part because that's way better.
Grandma Rose is cool and all, but she still thinks I should be stuck in school all day. I know she wants what's best for me but come on! Would you rather go to school or on a secret mission for the government? She just doesn't get it.
She's been taking care of me ever since my parents died in a car accident when I was two. They left me with grandma and went out on a date never to return. So I pretty much think of Grandma Rose as my mom. She's a sweet old lady who always wears sweaters, dresses, pearl necklaces and earrings, and huge glasses. Her skin is all wrinkly and she's a little slow at getting around but she takes great care of me. Her cooking is the best and she can still drive, not that I need her to drive me around anymore with my power.
It took a lot of convincing for Grandma Rose to let me take the job from the government, but Agent Winters can be very cajoling. That's a big word I know. I means like to talk someone into something. I just learned it from Agent Fredrickson. Anyways, once grams was convinced Winters made a deal with principal Wally, that's really his last name, to keep up appearances at my old school so it seems like I'm just a normal boy who goes to sixth grade and like plays four square or whatever. I still have to learn all the stuff I would at school, but now I do that in a government building with my tutor named Agent Fredrickson. Yeah the one who is big on vocab. He's pretty cool. Not a lot of personality, but a nice enough guy and a good teacher.
So what do I spend most of my days doing when I should be at school? Working for the government on secret missions to recover lost artifacts and magical items they don't wan't the world to know about. I know what you're thinking, I'm just a kid. I can't be a secret agent, right? Well I am just a kid, but a kid who can fly.
It all started when I was on my way home from getting an awesome birthday balloon for my grandma from the grocery store a few blocks from our house. I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking because I was watching the balloon float above me and I tripped. My foot slipped right off the edge of the curb and I accidentally let go of the balloon. I was so upset. I was just looking up at it, staring hard wishing so bad that I could somehow just reach up high enough and get it back. That's when I noticed that somehow the balloon was getting closer. Before I knew it I was tons of feet up in the air off the ground grabbing the string of the balloon. I didn't get back down to the ground in the most graceful way but I did it without breaking anything or popping the balloon.
The next day after school a man in a nice suit showed up at our door asking for me. His name is Agent Winters. He's actually a really cool guy. He's bald but has plenty of his hair above his lip in his thick red mustache. He's my boss and he treats me with respect and never lets me get into too much danger when I'm on missions. While my grandma went into the kitchen to make coffee for our guest the man informed me that they had seen me flying on a nearby camera. He asked me if I wanted to keep going to school like a normal kid, or if I wanted to work for him and learn how to use my flying abilities better with special training so I could go on missions that only someone like me could pull off.
"It will be your job to secure special objects for us," he said.
It turns out I can get into a lot of places no one else can without using noisy equipment or vehicles.
As he passed me a piece of paper I signed it right away. He smiled and tucked it into his inside jacket pocket just as my grandma was coming out with coffee.



So there it is! A taste of what's to come in my next novel. I also have one that's been fully written for over a year that I need to finish illustrating. Also I'm doing #Inktober. Here's a few drawings from that:






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