Just Started Writing a Book . . .

[AyaqGuyaq]

Thank you to @T-Rat, for planting the proverbial seed in my proverbial brain a coupla years ago.

Just started "Chapter One" tonight.

Once Ayaq, the fricker who likes to refer to himself in the "third-person" context," sets his brain to sumptin', he usually follows through.

All hail T-Rat, Count of Plants-A-Lot!!!

Ayaq

[AyaqGuyaq]

Wow, just had a "revelation" to capture the reader(s), in the first two sentences.

As @RobMc, aka "McRib," would say, in his best Snuffalufagus voice ("Sesame Street," anyone?), "Revelation, you say?"

Also works in Yoda voice.

Wow, (again, in Yoda voice), excited, I am!

Thanks, T-Rat.

You planted that seed, bud.

I haven't felt this excited in quite a while.  Since I've moved to my Dad's house, from my sister's, I don't get laid as much, either.

Go from making 100+k a year, 3-story house, two kids, to sleeping at my Dad's.

God has a plan for all of us.

Miss the "getting laid" part, though, since there's no drinking at Dad's.

Lol.

And, sigh.

Can't drink anyway, going through treatment.

Give me some beautiful ladies (sorry, @TBB), some spare room, and Ayaq can disappoint yet another lady.

Lol.

Just kidding about the "lol" part.

Ayaq

Edited April 26, 2018 by AyaqGuyaq
Forgot @TBB

[AyaqGuyaq]

Hey, come on, now!!

Words of encouragement would help me to help you with lobster dinners and open bars.

Can I hear an "Aww!! Aww!!" @Mule?

Et tu, Mule-eh?

Lol.

The words just flow.

Lol.

Ayaq

 

[YACCster]

so is it really early there or really late, obviously I'm asking from your perspective.

[FUNky]

[AyaqGuyaq]

It is, precisely, 3:32 a.m. here in Alaska,, @YACCster.

Chapter One – Opening Day

 

Prologue.

Does anyone dream of “striking it rich” with unexpected gold discoveries?

We all have.

I have.  We all have.

But, has anyone actually experienced encounters with “Sasquatch,” or “Big Foot,” while trying to strike it rich?

I have.

What follows are my true accounts of what occurred during my “strike-it rich endeavors” in July, 2017.

July 1, 2017.  The day started out plainly enough.  The sun was shining, with just a spattering of wispy clouds, and a slight, cool breeze blowing in from the north.  My cousin, James, showed up at my father’s house at 10:00 that morning and told me it was time to go gold-mining.  I awoke with a hangover, and because of my lack of “judicious” preparedness (because of drinking with friends the night before my grand expedition), loaded my dad’s skiff-on-a-trailer with only a 12-pack of beer and a half-finished half-gallon of rum.

I didn’t have any clothes packed, nor raincoat, nor hip-boots, nor wool hat. What I did have packed, however, was probably two-month’s-worth of food and chewing tobacco, also loaded in the skiff.  I jumped into James’ brother’s truck, in summer “walking shorts,” tennis shoes, down jacket, and nothing else.

Nothing else.

We launched our skiff from the “Wood River landing” site.  Our ultimate-target gold-mining destination was up “Harris Creek,” well over 140 miles up the Nushagak River and north of the village of Koliganek.  Neither James nor I knew the river channels of the Nushagak River, but we had plans to procure guidance once we reached the village of New Stuyahok, about 80 miles up the Nushagak from Dillingham.  We would later fill-up a local’s gas containers with 40 gallons of gasoline to show us the way up the treacherous Nushagak River channels, particularly past the confluence of the Nuyakuk River and the Nushagak (see map).

The water was dangerously low, so our guide asked a local elder to help guide us on our path.  The price I paid for that guidance proved to be invaluable, for the waters at the confluence of the Nuyakuk and Nushagak Rivers were raging; I’ve never seen waters that have been that angry before, save the Niagra Falls.  Gigantic boulders jutted out of the raging waters churning around them, and they dared anyone to check the strengths of their prows against them.

Not only were we in for a gold-mining adventure, but we were in a predicament where we thought we were ultimately about to be ripped apart by Sasquatch . . .

Edited April 26, 2018 by AyaqGuyaq
Wow, don't know why that copied in black, hard to read.

[deerejon]

Is It out for Kindle yet?

[AyaqGuyaq]

Lol, @deerejon, aka "John, Dear."

Patience, young Padoine.

I'm thinking about how to structure the dialogue, just starting.

The seeds have been planted.

Thanks to @T-Rat, who once remarked "Ayaq should write a book."

At first, I thought he was being condescending and emasculating.

But, upon further reflection, I thought that maybe he was serious.

If I ever can ride a rocket, ala Slim Pickens in "Clockwork Orange," you, my brethren and sisteren (sisteren?) of >XI< will profit from Ayaq's generosity and gregarious personality.

Lol.

Don't worry, a significant portion will go to churches.

That's what rich people do, as they lie gasping on their deathbeds:  establish charitable foundations and try to "buy their way into Heaven."

"Buying ones way into Heaven," in my humble opinion, is not a singular act:  it is comprised of selfless acts committed over one's lifetime.

Crap, I shoulda become a preacher.

Lol.

Ayaq

[RobMc]

OMG a book? does it begin 'once upon a time'?  

[TBB]

Sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet - now the whole friggin' Clan has to learn how to read - wait - could you go directly to video??????

[BlackRose]

oh cant wait for the gaming chapter!! good for you...go for it

[AyaqGuyaq]

7 hours ago, TBB said:

Sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet - now the whole friggin' Clan has to learn how to read - wait - could you go directly to video??????

Hehehhaehehhehaehheheahaeheha!!!

Can someone create an emoticon for when you're really, REALLY laughing!!!

Hehheehehehehehehehehehea!!

You crack me up, bud.

 

5 hours ago, BlackRose said:

oh cant wait for the gaming chapter!! good for you...go for it

Thank you, Sweet Rose--that's the kinda "atta-boy" I was looking for.

Just started the book--in a compulsive flash--last night, after a few (few?) shots of vodka.  The book will be solely-based on my experiences with Sasquatches (is that the plural form of "Sasquatch?"  @Hoth, help me out, bud) while gold-prospecting along the Nushagak River last summer.

Perestroika, glasnost, nyet, da, dacha, vodka, Mikoyan Bureau, Sukhoi, Kalashnikov, etc.

I must be part Russian . . .

LMAO.

I'm a gonna nurse this hang-over of mine with a little more distilled spirits, then get back to writing.

Someone stole my headset from beside my Dad's computer (yeah, I know, to what depths shall ye drop before heeding God's call?).

I was on TeamSpeak several months ago listening--not talking, the mic musta broke in transit--to the likes of Sweet @ChknFngr, Sweet @Sally, Sweet @BlackRose, Sweet @SGTScott (Yeesh!!  Lol, love ya, bud), Sweet @sandradee2, Sweet @dadda2, Sweet @SGTSmeg, Sweet @T-Rat, etc., etc.--you know, the "usual suspects" on FT1.

But most of all, listening to my karaoke partner, Sweet @AH1.  I couldn't talk, but I could type, and he obliged my type-written requests to sing songs that we used to when I still owned a house in Anchorage.

"Every . . . Rose, has it's thorns . . . ." was one of his and I's faves, as we serenaded Sweet Black Rose.

"Oh, Sandra . . ., you came, and you took, without giving . . ., and Geoff took you away . . ., oh, Sandra . . ."

God rest your soul, buddy, as I know He has.  I told you before you're passing that I hope to be messing up your beautiful voice in Heaven someday!!!  Come on, now!!

Lol.

I haven't felt this enthusiastic about anything in quite a while.  In a fit of inspiration, I just started writing.

As many of you know by now, Ayaq, aka "Paul," has more talents besides his (there goes third-person context again, lol?) rugged, good looks.

And a voice that will send crying women heading out to buy new windows and mirrors . . .

Love you all, you Strapping Gents (?) of >XI< and Luscious, Lovely Ladies of >XI<.

Ayaq

Edited April 26, 2018 by AyaqGuyaq
Ayaq hates typos, even though "hate" is a strong word. Lol.

[AyaqGuyaq]

Don't know why my prose "copied over" in black, fixed it . . .

Ayaq