This was my first time firing a real handgun and it was pretty much as I expected. Noisy, even with ear protection, and pretty quickly, boring. You can't see it in this image, but I got him in the carrot. That is a dead snowman. I have half a box of bullets left over.
I asked for a .45, which is rather large, but I have big hands, and this was the gun I used in a scene in my book. I also needed to know if it could accidentally discharge if dropped and had that confirmed by a very knowledgeable person.
I think I know why fake gangstas hold their guns sideways. They have no intention of shooting anyone, just making a lot of noise.
This morning I was reminded of the magic of making reprographs of finished work. Maybe a trip to Fedex/Kinkos over the weekend to make some prints from new work.
Note to self - do not forget masking tape for removal of cat hair, etc. This method is SO unforgiving of the messy life of a studio.
And (drum roll, please) my editor finished reading my manuscript and I couldn't be more encouraged to go forward as a self-publisher.
There is still so much to do. I have to convince myself that production and marketing are as absorbing and interesting as writing.
1 comment:
ha, wasn't shocked, thought it was a snowman....have only ever shot a rifle once at the shooting range together with my husband [who goes hunting a lot, so I'm kinda used to guns]
congratulations with your book! good luck with production et al...look forward to reading it
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