Frank Fiore – Novelist & Screenwriter

August 18, 2016

Doppelgangers

Filed under: Paranormal — Frank Fiore @ 8:59 AM

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We are taking a break this week from the BEK encounters to talk about another strange series of occurrences that are taking place across the United States. Doppelgangers. These are situations when an unsuspecting person runs into a carbon copy of themselves. Nobody really knows the truth about doppelgangers—but take a look at this encounter and see what you think about it.

My grandma passed away many years ago. It was a complete shock to the whole family as she had shown no signs of ill health. My mother took her loss badly, as I guess all children do.

Months later and the family was starting to pull itself together. My mother had a striking resemblance to her mother, and she was in the process of dating the man who would become her second husband. She hired a babysitter to watch myself, and my brother while she went out on a date.

The sitter was a local girl, who really wanted us to go to bed. She had her boyfriend coming over. She shooed us off to bed and sat on the couch waiting for her boyfriend to arrive. I hear a commotion downstairs when the door opened and a woman who ‘sounded’ like my mother entered the room. She was screaming, and shouting, and told the sitter to put her clothes on and go home.

The babysitter left and the whole house went silent.

The next morning, I woke up and went downstairs to find my mother angrier than I’d ever seen her. She claimed that she had come home and found nobody watching us. She called the sitter. “Why did you leave my children alone?” The sitter replied, “Well, you told me to leave.” My mother then said, “I certainly did not.”

Confused the sitter said, “Well someone told me to leave, and it certainly looked like you.”

My mother didn’t say anything to the sitter—but she certainly believed to her dying day that her mother had been the one responsible for that mess. We had a different sitter after that, and I never heard anything more about the story.

But sometimes when I think about it—it does make me smile. My grandmother was such a strong woman; she would have certainly behaved that way if she had walked in on a sitter getting ready for her boyfriend.

What do you make of that? Why don’t you check out some of the other stories that have been sent into us here? Check out our other posts.

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August 17, 2016

Looking for Beta Readers

Filed under: IJIN — Frank Fiore @ 12:38 PM

I’ve just completed my new historical fiction novel entitled IJIN and am looking for beta reviewers to read the story and hopefully provide a pre-publication review that I can send along with my submission package to publishers.

IJIN is in the vein of ‘Winds or War’ with twist – but from the Japanese side of the Pacific War. The twist is a story of a young American boy adopted by a Japanese family who has to grow up and come of age against the backdrop of WWII Japan. In the process he joins the kamikaze to attack the American Fleet off Okinawa.

If the book is published I will send you a signed copy for your help.

If you are interested, please email me at frank@frankfiore.com

Here’s the prologue to the story that will give you a good idea what it’s about and how it unfolds.

Hiroshima

August 1945

 

I think of death.

 I sit in a cold, dank cell in the darkened bowels of a military prison in Hiroshima. As I await my execution, I think about another who is also facing death. He was a remarkable young boy; an innocent soul that was coming of age against the backdrop of this ill-conceived war that my country has waged for these past nine dreadful years.

 The story I’m about to tell is my recollection of that boy, maturing amidst this war, with whom I was thrown into contact with over a period of years. It was a war that had cost the lives of millions of my fellow countrymen who bled in the belief of superiority, who burned in the cities that were built on false promises; men who did their duty but ultimately lost their humanity. It was a war of national suicide and the personal perversity of hundreds of thousands of people; a polite and cultured people gone mad – and that young boy, now a teenager, who was tormented by this war, placed himself in harm’s way and was thrown into the turmoil of a plot to overthrow an Emperor.

 Whether it was out of fear, revenge, honor, or personal salvation, I couldn’t say. But this American teenager placed himself of his own free will in the pilot’s seat of a Mitsubishi Zero, joining other young Kamikaze pilots hell-bent on attacking the powerful American fleet off our coast. 

 How did this young American teenage boy arrive at such a strange and startling fate? Perhaps I should start at the beginning.

 

 

 

 

 

 

August 11, 2016

Another Terrifying Incident With the Black Eyed Kids

Filed under: Paranormal — Frank Fiore @ 1:26 PM

Another terrifying account has come in since we posted last week’s story. You can see it here. These Black Eyed People seem to be terrifying half of the world. Take a look at this account and see what you think… it’s pretty creepy!

One evening I was sitting in my bedroom reading a book. It must have been around 1am, and was a Friday night. My husband worked nights so I usually tried to stay up for him. I heard a knocking. It wasn’t a normal knock; it was a slow, constant one. I got up out of bed to see what it was. I looked out of the window and to my surprise saw two young children. I opened the window and asked them what they wanted at this time of night. They replied by saying a simply, “Let us in.”

Now I didn’t recognize these children at all—they weren’t the kids from next door. They were dressed in black clothes, and looked dirty. I did wonder if they were runaways, and it did cross my mind to call the Sheriff. I said no and asked what for and all I got back from them was, “We want to use your bathroom.” I was quite shocked that children of about I’d say 10 years old wanted to use a stranger’s bathroom at this time of night. So I told them no. I closed the window, but looked at them through the glass, and to my surprise I glanced at their eyes and I have never ever seen eyes like them. They were black, completely black. I got the feeling of evil and unhappiness. It surrounded me. It was horrible.

The knocking continued for two hours. This slow rhythmic knocking that reached all around the house. I picked up the phone several times—but the phone line was dead. I didn’t dare look outside again. When my husband arrived home he said that he didn’t see anything outside, I told him about the phone and he checked it.

It was live. I haven’t seen the kids since.

August 4, 2016

The Black-Eyed People Strike Down Under

Filed under: Paranormal — Frank Fiore @ 9:04 AM

Since we started sharing these stories of Black-Eyed Kids we have been contacted by a number of people. This tale comes from a reader in Australia who came face-to-face with these kids, and wanted to share his story.

I have been reading a lot of stories about the Black Eyed People lately. I want to share my experience with one of them. This took place in March 2005. I live in Australia and March is the beginning of fall, but the nights can still be quite warm. I was working at a coffee shop in the city at the time and decided to walk home that night. It would take me around forty-five minutes to walk home but figured, what the hey.

I was about half way home and it was already dark. It would have been about 7 p.m. I was just walking past my local library when I noticed a homeless guy who I’d seen around our neighborhood the last few months. He was heading toward me up the sidewalk.

I knew I didn’t like this guy because he was always grinning and staring at me and as I came closer, I made a point of avoiding eye contact. For some reason, as I was passing him, I looked up and into his eyes. They were completely black. Just as the other encounters have mentioned– there was not a single speck of white to be found in his eyes.

He was also grinning at me, all teeth bared and I instantly felt like turning to run. I mean these people absolutely make you feel terrified. It’s like nothing I can explain. Even your bones feel shaky.

I remember being shocked and scared and I raced home as fast as I could. I turned back once and he was just standing there staring after me. When I got home, I told my boyfriend, but he brushed me off. I don’t know who or what this guy was, but I’ve never forgotten it and neither will you if you run into them.

I have been trying to learn all I can about these people. It seems strange to me that they are called Black-Eyed Kids when so many of the incidents concern Black-Eyed Adults.

 

July 29, 2016

Another Tale of Black Eyed Kids

Filed under: Paranormal — Frank Fiore @ 7:26 AM

Another tale has been submitted about an incident with the Black Eyed Kids. If you’ve had an experience like this… we want to hear from you. Government Investigators need to get on this !

I have been interested in the paranormal for a few years, and read the stories on your site almost every day. I have been thinking about something that happened to me a couple of years ago. I was in college, and had just left a movie theater with my boyfriend.

As we were leaving, I saw a car and I looked into the window, and no one was in it, or maybe the windows were tinted so I couldn’t see anything, but I stared at it for a while not knowing why. Then my boyfriend realized he needed gas pulled over into a gas station. As he filled up and went into the station to pay for the gas I noticed that the car I’d seen before had now pulled into the gas station and was pulled up against our car.

The window was rolling down and soon I could see a man, who looked to be a teenager, with long hair. I instantly thought he was just another kid getting gas. A coincidence. But when he turned to look at me I could see that his eyes were completely black.

My first reaction was utter fear. I didn’t feel like I was being looked at by just a kid. I just had a sensation. I turned away, too scared to look at him. Then I managed one more glance and he hadn’t moved. He was still so close to his car window and had those eyes on me. I’ll always remember those eyes.

When my boyfriend arrived, I told him about the guy. We both turned to look at the guy and he hadn’t moved. He was in that same position. I noticed I wasn’t the only one who couldn’t keep looking at him. My boyfriend got freaked out, too. We both had the same sensation: he’s not human. I have since moved to another state, for work purposes, but I remember that incident very well.

July 21, 2016

Another Encounter with the Black Eyed People

Filed under: Paranormal — Frank Fiore @ 8:40 AM

It seems the story we ran a few weeks ago about “The Black Eyed Kids Who Stole Christmas” touched many people. Some of whom have been submitting their stories to us about these kids. You can check out that previous story here.

This story was submitted by Eddie V in Nebraska. It’s about a black-eyed salesman that he encountered a few years ago. From just an isolated incident the Black Eyed Kid epidemic seems to be bigger than any of us could have imagined.

It was an ordinary day. My mom, father, one of my brothers, and I were in the living room watching TV.

All of a sudden we heard a knock on the door, which is strange because we had a fully functioning doorbell. I walked to the door and looked in the peep hole and saw a black man, probably in his forties, with a black suit on and a long black trench coat over that.

He creeped me out because I kept asking who it was, but he never responded. I could just see him trying to look into the peep hole from outside. So I told my father to come to the door. My father opened the door and I immediately felt fear for some reason. The man was not saying or doing anything in particular to make me feel this way, but it’s just the feeling I got.

My father asked what he wanted and he said he had some kitchen ware for sale and would like to know if we wanted to purchase some.

My father signalling for the guy to come in, but he just kept peeking around the corner as if he was checking it out before he entered. My father looked at him and said, “Aren’t you going to show us what you’ve got?”

The guy kept saying, still looking around, “Only if you invite me in.”

“I opened the door,” my father said.

“I know, but you have to invite me in,” the man replied.

Looking baffled, my father said, “Come in.”

As the guy entered, he kept staring at me, and I noticed that he had no whites in his eyes. They were totally black! No life in them at all. My father never brought anything from him and he never took anything out of his bag. He just kept telling my father that if he bought from him he would be eternally grateful for his purchase. My father asked him to leave because he never showed him what he would be purchasing.

The creepy part is when I opened my eyes as he was leaving, he was still staring at me, and my mom said he stared at me the entire time he talked. No one knew I was praying, but I felt that this guy could sense it. It was as if he was bothered by it.

After he left, we started smelling the scent of fresh roses and flowers. The guy had never even taken anything out of his bag, so that was strange. We immediately looked out the window to see if he was there, he should have just been leaving our porch at this time. But no one was there. I went outside to see if maybe he went to a neighbor’s house, but he was nowhere to be found.

He came back about a month or two later when I was home alone. He had on the same outfit, all black eyes, and same bag. This time I never opened the door or let him in. I peeked through the peep hole only to find him peeking back, smiling sinisterly.

And once again he just disappeared. I’m happy to say that I have never seen him again.

If you have a story about these strange people with black eyes you can submit it here.

For more Tales of the Paranormal, check out my series of ghost books – From Beyond The Grave: True, Terrifying Tales of the Paranormal by B. Perry E. Scarze

July 15, 2016

The 8 Rules for Writing Screen-to-Print

Filed under: On Writing — Frank Fiore @ 1:44 PM

You read that title right. It means screenplay writing in a book.

We live a new literary world of 140 character Twitter, personal Facebook dispatches and USA Today snappy prose. The reading audiences of the New York Times who enjoyed reading ‘literature’ has rapidly declined with their subscribers. Or to paraphrase Elmore Leonard, “Literary fiction is when they leave in the boring parts that everybody skips.”

Or to put it another way:

Literary fiction is the fiction of ideas. Its primary purpose is to evoke thought. The writer’s goal is self-expression. Any consideration of the reader—if one exists at all—is purely secondary.

Popular fiction is the fiction of emotion. Its primary purpose is to evoke feelings. The writer’s goal is to entertain the reader. Any consideration of self-expression—if one exists at all—is purely secondary.

One can still hope to write the Great American Novel but if you want to make writing your career – you have to make money. Many experts on writing agree that if revenue is what you seek, then you must write for markets – not for prosperity. Pursue a writing career not so much for fame but for fortune.

I suggest writing stories that are screen-to-print.

So how is that done? What RULES apply?

 To do that we need to talk Hemingway.

After he finished “The Old Man and the Sea,” Hemingway wrote his brother, Leichester, telling him that he did not think there was single wasted word in the book. He may be right. The story is a lean, powerful tale. So lean that it may well be the only book ever written to have very nearly every scene transposed into the film version.

So here is rule NUMBER ONE – Think movie scenes and not chapters.  Write the story in such a way as how it would look on the big screen. What I am saying is that we can all learn something from Hemingway.

He had some tips for writing well. Use short sentences, use short first paragraphs, (I would add all your paragraphs should be short, sweet and to the point), use vigorous language, say what something is rather than what it isn’t. He learned this style when working as a newspaper reporter.

If you’ve spent any time on the writing discussion boards, you’ll see that the majority of comments about writing style seem to fall into two groups. Those that believe the flowery prose of the literati is real writing and those that feel authors should write to be marketable and choose to eschew obfuscation. Now there are those who believe that paragraphs and even pages of narrative are necessary for successful story telling.

I don’t.

Which brings us to the next set of rules writing Screen-to-Print.

Rule NUMBER TWO. Show. Don’t Tell. Telling is abstract, passive and less involving of the reader. It slows down your pacing, takes away your action and pulls your reader out of your story.

Showing, however, is active and concrete – creating mental images that brings your story and your characters — to life. When you hear about writing that is vivid, evocative and strong, chances are there’s plenty of showing in it. Showing is interactive and encourages the reader to participate in the reading experience by drawing her own conclusions.

Dan Brown’s ‘The Symbol’ suffers from the fate of telling not showing. One critic said he could have cut out 20% of the narrative or chapters and it wouldn’t hurt the story.

So, why is’ showing’ so important to Screen-to-Print?

90% of a screenplay is ‘showing’ – that is, dialogue. There is very little narrative in a screenplay. Very little telling. Except for a few short paragraphs before certain scenes to paint the environment and the mood of the characters, the vast majority of a screenplay is dialogue.  The dialogue tells the story.

You have to tell the story through dialogue.

Rule NUMBER THREE. Start your scene in the MIDDLE of the action or start with a dialogue as frequently as you can. A novel should start off by drawing the reader into it right away and give them a hint of mystery of what is to come.  I use the device of Prologue in my novels to do this.  This breaks another cardinal rule. Editors and publishers claim they don’t like Prologues. I think they can be used to grab the reader’s attention before the actual story starts.

‘Show-Don’t Tell’ types of stories are looked down upon by the literati but I believe that today’s reader – the USA Today and Twitter generation – is not looking for tombs of literature but a quick and entertaining read. Even Michael Crichton honed this down in his later novels. His books were written is such a way that they could easily be turned into screenplays.

There are times where several paragraphs of narrative are necessary to get the story out but always ask yourself first, “Can I SHOW this information instead of TELLING it – and WHEN can I do it?”

Rule NUMBER FOUR. Try to create friction, tension or conflict in every scene – good movies do that. One of the most important elements is the use of conflict and tension.

To quote Tina Morgan:

“Inserting conflict into your novel is not quite as simple as inserting a fist-fight into the storyline. Conflict in fiction can be as diverse and as individual as you are. It can also be used effectively to heightened tension and increase suspense.”

Is your character in enough danger from one chapter to the next? Danger can take many different forms. The easiest and most obvious is the physical danger. Don’t forget to use emotional danger. You as the writer have a moral responsibility to torture these characters as much as you can. Pile on the emotional danger along with the physical.

Analyze a movie – any movie. The best ones that hold your attention are those that know how to put conflict and tension into EVERY scene – even those used for exposition. You know — those boring scenes necessary to get information out.

Don’t leave a finished chapter – or what I call scenes – without re-reading it looking for the inclusion of conflict or tension.

Rule NUMBER FIVE. Write conversationally and kill the semi-colon. Write like you speak – ‘style’ be damned! Or in the words of Dorothy Parker:

“If you have any young friends who aspire to become writers, the second greatest favor you can do them is to present them with copies of The Elements of Style. The first greatest, of course, is to shoot them now, while they’re happy.”

Rule NUMBER SIX. Plot of course drives the story. But what drives the plot? Characters do. In general, you come up with a story idea. Then outline the major plot points that unfold your story idea. This is called a wireframe of your story.

Character behavior drives plot, which drives character behavior. So your next step is to hang the character experiences and behavior on the wire frame of the plot aiming for the sequencing of their experiences to match up with the overall scenes of the plot. If you’re able to do this, then you have a story. All you need to do is fill in the details of each scene.

Rule NUMBER SEVEN. The reversal or the All-Is-Lost-Moment.

Watch movies as they moves along. There is a point where the story is working fine for the hero or heroine – then BAM!!  Everything goes to hell for the main character! Two-thirds through the movie there’s this reversal. You can see reversals in romantic comedies too. In fact they are almost always there.

Everything seems to going the hero’s way when all of a sudden, a sub plot appears that threatens to send the hero and his objective into the crap can.

Another example of this is the All-Is-Lost-Moment where it looks like everything is lost. Then the hero resurrects himself. This challenge if faced and the movie then hurtle to its climax. This is important in a novel, too. This challenge if faced and the movie then hurtle to its climax.

Rule NUMBER EIGHT. The Dismissal. Have you ever read a story, following a character through the pages then – they disappear! The reader asks,” What happened to that guy or girl?” Except for the characters that are used one time in a story, your other characters need to be dismissed – that is – have their activities come to a satisfying end. You can’t leave them hanging out there. You need to end their lives or finish their relationships. If you thought out each of you continuing character’s role in moving the plot forward, you will ensure that you have a logical plot structure.

So there you go. Follow these EIGHT rules of screen-to-print and you will have a very readable and enjoyable story where the reader will feel his or her investment in time and money were worth it.

And if you’re up for it – you have a ready made screenplay from your book.

 

 

July 14, 2016

The Black-Eyed Kid Who Stole Christmas

Filed under: Paranormal — Frank Fiore @ 10:58 AM

Recently there has been a lot of talk about “BEK’s” or “Black-Eyed Kids.” People who have experienced this strange phenomenon have reported these kids to be creepy beyond relief. I have been reading a lot of these stories and would like to share some with you. These kids may be “myth,” or real—what do you think?

This story comes from a young guy who experienced these “Black-Eyed Kids.” Let’s relive his terror…

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In my family, I’m the youngest, being sixteen. I have four older brothers, but they’re all married and living away from home. For some reason, I am the earliest person to wake up in our house, sometimes at around four in the morning. A few months ago, just after Christmas, I got up as usual and the whole house was dark and quiet, save the monotonous hum of the refrigerator. I walked into the family room to turn on our Christmas tree. I turned it on and the room glowed.

Right after I turned the lights on, I felt this horrible feeling in my stomach that someone was watching me. I didn’t even want to turn around for fear of seeing someone standing there. I did anyway. I decided to let some light into the room—so I turned on the lights and opened the curtains. What I saw took me by surprise. Outside of the window was this person staring at me. He looked as though he were my age, and he was as solid as I am. I stood there in terror watching him staring at me. its eyes were totally black. He mouthed something at me. I didn’t hear it through my ears—but in my head. He wanted me to let him in.

The Christmas tree lights suddenly flickered and buzzed strangely and the smoke detectors all went off, letting out an ear-splitting screech through the house, and the “thing” was gone. My dad woke up from the beeping and suddenly all the smoke detectors simultaneously turned off. I haven’t told anyone what I saw—but after reading all the accounts on the internet I wanted to share this story. It seems different to the other stories that have been told. I do think this “person” was a “Black-Eyed Kid,” and I do believe it meant me harm.

July 8, 2016

Korean Urban Myths

Filed under: Paranormal — Frank Fiore @ 9:56 AM

Are you looking to vacation in Korea? You may be excited… but there are a number of urban myths you should be aware of. Some may say that you would be taking your life in your hands to step into a taxi in Seoul… others may say that these myths are completely fake… but I couldn’t possibly comment. Take a look for yourself…

Slit-Mouthed Woman

The story goes that children walking alone late at night will be stopped by this mysterious woman with a red surgical face mask on. She will stop the child and ask “Am I pretty?”. If the child responds no, she will kill him with a pair of scissors. If he response yes, she will remove her mask and reveal that her face has been slit from ear to ear. After prompting again, if the child responds no, she will cut him in half; if he responds yes, she will cut his mouth open just like hers.

Two Down

At the scene of a serious car accident, a man found a photograph of a beautiful girl with her hands in a peace sign. He decided that the picture was lovely and kept it with him in his car. A few days later, he had a fatal car accident.

The Organ Harvesting Taxis

This urban legend gained immense popularity that warned of taxi cabs that harvested customer’s organs. As retold in the conversation, a drunk man who took a cab around the City Hall was stabbed in the neck with a needle. Next thing he knew, he was abandoned in a farm field and bleeding from his stomach. It does not end there however, as a visit to the doctor revealed one of his kidneys had been taken.

The Currency Ghost

The story goes, a Mr. Kim of the Korean Mint was away on a business trip when his daughter was abducted, dismembered, and murdered. Unfortunately, the culprit was never caught.

To appease her ghost, it is said that the Mint placed images of her various body parts into the prints of Korean currency.

June 30, 2016

Pick Up Your Copy of “Gunfight At Black Ridge” For Free July 2nd!

Filed under: Westerns — Frank Fiore @ 2:23 PM

“Gunfight at Black Ridge,” is the first book in the highly anticipated new western series from acclaimed bestselling author Frank F. Fiore 

Civil War veteran Colson Rodgers leaves the Union Army in the closing days of the Civil War to return to his hometown of Black Ridge. As he battles his way home he saves the beautiful, but mysterious, Kanya from a group of carpetbagger’s intent on robbing him. 

As the two of them finally reach Black Ridge, Colson finds that the whole town has changed. The Sheriff and Judge have been killed, and a group of murderers calling themselves the “Chiffon Gang” have taken over. Colson soon learns that even those he trusts may not be the friends he once thought they were. Will Colson stand and fight the Chiffon Gang, or will he leave and give up the past he craves for? 

“Gunfight at Black Ridge” is the exciting first book from a brand new western series from bestselling author Frank F. Fiore.

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