Between the Pages – A look behind FLIGHT 1950 – formerly called Putting On A Hitu

Ok folks. If you’ve been waiting for me to post Putting on a Hit. I just did. But now it’s named FLIGHT 1950. These things happen when you write – a Working Title so to speak.

STOP READING NOW – if you haven’t read the short story yet.

LINK HERE TO READ FLIGHT 1950: https://pulpbypaigeturner.wordpress.com/2018/03/11/flight-1950/

I’m serious… because what comes next is a…

SPOILER ALERT

Ok. So for those of you following along, what has become FLIGHT 1950 is close to my heart. A cathartic tale to rid my soul of some misplaced anger. This is a completely fictional tale, seasoned lightly with moments of truth – the seed of all good writing.

I really contemplated how I was going to tackle this tale. This murder – I thought was going to take place. After all – I entitled it Putting On A Hit – as is hire a hitman. I really enjoyed writing the beginning. It was good for me to retrace the moments that went by so fast. Then it wasn’t. It became a bit too painful to relive with each re-read. I recall how confusing a time it was for me. To understand what was going on and why I felt so uneasy – all along. I mean, if your folks divorce, and life was good – the little kid in all of us wants to see our folks together. So my dad remarrying was hard on the little kid in me, but nothing I as an adult couldn’t handle. It’s just that… I had the worst foreboding feeling. My guts screaming at me that something wasn’t right – and no matter what – there was nothing I could do about it. C’est la vive. That’s life.

But that’s not right so I write. I write to right the wrongs.

Or so I thought.

Like all my tales, they start as an idea in my mind that my subconscious somehow works out. Then one day I sit before my computer and let it all out. It’s amazing truly.

I’ve been reading and re-reading these 28 pages. Wondering – is this enough? Will my Pulp Fans like this? I wanted to give you more – but I also didn’t have more in me. Sure I dreamt of getting even with that women, but when it comes down to it – do I want that blood on my hands? So to speak – even if this is all fiction. The answer was no. I did not. But I really liked my tale and I needed to end it. So I let my mind work this one out.

Of course Vendetta was part of it all along.

(For those of you who don’t know – Vivian Domino – aka Vendetta blank is my reoccurring character – to read her debut click here: PART 1: http://wp.me/p1CgO3-6G)

As for the name change. The flight was natural. I was on it too much and that’s where I did my best thinking. Jerry really is a peach!

I hope you guys enjoy this short story. Could I revisit it one day? Maybe – we’ll see.

But when I asked the universe – is this story complete, I realized that 13 chapters and 28 pages were somehow perfect.

So there you have it. FLIGHT 1950 – do tell me what you think!

Thanks for reading. Happy Tales!

Paige Turner

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DILEMMA…

My loyal readers – I am have a dilemma…

As all writers –

I have a bone to pick.

And the bone is always someone I feel betrayed by and the pick is well their fictional demise. Vendetta Blank, my femme fatal, was literally created to do my subconsciouses dirty work. My vixen to right the wrongs of the world, well just between the pages I assure you. (In my personal life I am love, light and rainbows. Thus my need to write pulp. I digress.)

So here I am. Missing my father so deeply and wanting to write this epic noir novel, to literally fictionally end the woman whom I hold accountable for his premature death. Because…

Because,

Yes, you can really die from a broke heart.

It gives you a massive heart attack.

The young can survive it.

But an older the heart, the more beatings it takes, the harder it is to make it through.

I’d say he was living proof. But he isn’t. Guess that really hits the nail in the coffin….

So yeah, I don’t hold a grudge of anything. But I would really like to lavishly write about her facing her karma – or at least how I imagine it would justifiably go.

Then there is the other side of me. Do I really want to spend time and energy on such a tale? That’s not really being love and light – but then again I don’t write fairytales, I Write Pulp!

What I have written thus far is great. I love it. I really want to share it. But can I finish it? Do I even want too? Part of me says – do it for your dad. Make this epic. Make this the screenplay you actually turn into a film. There is that much passion and fire behind it. Because I do hold that bitch accountable. I have email proof of her cruelty. If he was a puppy – she’d be hanging by her heels. Just saying… She deserves the Oscar for best actress in a leading role for deception, manipulation and narcissism.

Yeah, so I’m not like biter or anything… Buuuuuuttttt…

Vendetta does have a twitchy trigger finger and she doesn’t’ like it when people take advantage of her family. Can you blame me? I’m just a daddy’s girl who wants to make things right.

Anyway, I am curious on your thoughts – as readers – as writers – as fellow artists. You can read my teaser Putting On a Hit here: http://wp.me/p1CgO3-8T

I’ll just have to let my subconscious decide, she’s the one that does all the writing any how. Maybe she’s just not ready today to tackle this tale.

Or maybe this just might something else entirely. I know that love is the answer, I follow the teachings of Wonder Woman. Though I will never ever love ‘that woman’, perhaps my nature is trying to follow a kinder path and cannot divulge into the dark depths necessary to write such a tale. Too close to home so to speak.

Well not ready yet anyway.

I do want to finish the short story I have thus far, it is a good one. And maybe that’s all there is. This brief segment on virtual paper, the musing of daughter just missing her Dad.

After all, “The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.” – eden ahbez

So who wants to read what I’ve written thus far?

Happy Tales,

Paige Turner

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Slay On

Something clicked in me this year. Something big. Maybe it’s the climate of our nation. But the fight in me is a fight for kindness. For love and understanding. For unity.

As the clock struck midnight a resolve grew inside me. To share a project I was too shy to bring to light until the wee hours of 2017 faded. I hit post and there it was Wonder Women Unite. A place to share ideas, poetry, stories – what ever you need and don’t have a platform for.

Join me. If you’ve got a piece you’d like to share – whether anonymously or not – let us know.

Slay on Slayers,

Paige

Wonder Women Unite – Together We Are Stronger!

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Getting Published

I got mail. A package. From San Francisco. From Belle SF. It was my copy of the magazine. The first piece I ever wrote. Published. I was too excited to open it – so it sat on my desk. (Videos posted on my Instagram page PulpByPaigeTurner) I tear open the top of the envelope and out pours this gorgeous redhead on the cover, and there, on the bottom right hand corner was my name. MY NAME! Fiction by Paige Turner.

I die.

I literally cannot believe it. My name, my little short story, in print. Holding it in my hands! People paid good money for this lovely magazine and my little ditty came with it. I’m on page 118, snuggled between Gabriela and Andrea. It’s worth a read. Just remember the names have been changed to protect the innocent and the guilty. Lol. And it’s fiction – my brand of pulp fiction.

Belle SF is a homegrown magazine with deep San Francisco Roots. Keep Print alive and grab your copy at:

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My tale “Long Tall Glass of Water” is in #8 – link below:

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I think Niagara Detroit said it best – “You never forget your first.” Thank you Belle SF for making my pulp dreams come true!

Thanks for reading. Happy Tales!

Paige Turner

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Truth or Fiction????

With the dawning of my first published piece – I’ve gained some new readers and with that some fun new questions. So I thought I’d take a moment to answer those questions here – between the pages….

Question from a reader in Johannesburg – “How much of your real life makes it into your stories?”

The long and the short of it is this – don’t let the truth get in the way of a great story. That’s at least what I told him right off the bat. Lol.

Truthfully a lot of my life makes it into my pulp – but maybe not in the same context as in the tale. For instance, in the piece I wrote specifically for BelleSF “Long Tall Glass of Water” – my tale ended at the Sutro Baths – a fixture in San Francisco History. I have been to the Sutro Baths a billions times, with various different people – thus very different experiences each time. It is one of my favorite places ever. So I’ve added it to every tale I write.

Come to think of it – when I first started writing – and developing my Pulp World – places are what stirred me. The Cliff House and the Sutro Baths are the birth place for almost all my tales. But coming to realize that was harder than expected.

I thought a Pulp World would have to be set in Noir City itself – New York. But I’ve never been to the big apple – so I didn’t know what I was writing about. I was reading all I could and looking at photos – walking through the streets on Google Maps. But that was armchair traveling. One day, my husband said to me – write about what you know – where you’ve been. All great writers write about what they know.

That’s all we can do.

So I turned to my city – the apple of my eye – San Francisco. And you know – we’re pretty damn pulpy ourselves. One of the first comments I ever got was from a New Yorker stating – “When I first read your bio I was like – there is no way San Francisco is a pulp town. I stand corrected.” It was an awesome moment for me – because I got to share the city I love in any light I wanted.

Next facet – people, moments and experiences. There is a little bit of me in each character and each moment. Sometimes I get to write to get my frustrations out – that’s how Vendetta Blank was born (Read here tale here: PART 1: http://wp.me/p1CgO3-6G). Sometimes I write about moments that stayed with me. Long Tall Glass of Water was one of those moments. So surreal when I look back at that night. So many Coulda – Shoulda – Woulda’s. But we can’t change the past. Well we can’t.

But a writer can do what ever the fuck they want.

I don’t remember the name of the boy that inspired Long Tall Glass of Water.

But I remember that night. I remember each moment of it – it was easy to recall. Like it was yesterday. He was a long tall glass of water, that goofy smile, combed back hair, the thrill of the moment, the flirt, the game.

Anyway, so yes a lot of my own life makes it into the tales. One way or another.

Please enjoy some photos I found of the Sutro Baths at https://www.instagram.com/pulpbypaigeturner/

A reader from London asks – “Who is this William you often write of?”

This questions made me laugh. No – he isn’t a real man. I’ve actually never dated a William. However, I have always loved the name specifically due to the nickname Billy. I love the nickname Billy. Billy the Kid – Cowboys – the Wild West – San Francisco. These are my favorite tings. So, there will always be a Billy in my Pulp. My mom tells me – my first neighbor growing up was a toe-headed, blue eyed angle named Billy and we were two toddlers in a pod. Playing outside all day, everyday. He moved before I was old enough to remember him on my own – but I suppose there is an imprint of our young shenanigans, when the world was shiny and new. So he’ll always make an appearance in my tales.

Question from Hawaii – “Are you paid to write?”

I wish! No, I am a hobby novelist. I am not paid to write. My article in BelleSF was by the grace and kindness of the editors to even give me a shot. (THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!)

I share my Pulp on my blog, working on a collaboration with Thrill Society for a feature! Dreaming big and pounding the keys away. Thank you for reading – you rock!

Happy Tales!

Paige

Enjoy previews and teasers to my upcoming novels at: http://pulpbypaigeturner.wordpress.com

Paige Turner is my writing name; Writing Pulp is the game.

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Would you want to read an unfinished tale?

So my faithful readers? I’m 33 pages into my Western. I like it. It’s far from finished. I have no idea what will happen, or how long it takes to get there. So my question is – would you want to read an unfinished tale????

You tell me…

It’s ok. I’ll wait.

xox

Paige

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Just a girl and her magazines…

My hardcopy subscription to BelleSF arrived today and I was so excited. I’ve always wanted to subscribe to Playboy and the likes but never did. Never could. Always ashamed. Catholic guilt is terrible.

Yet as you bloom and grow and come into your own – some things you just can’t hide. I don’t know why – but I admire beautiful women. I don’t get jealous or catty – I get motivated. When I see a flat stomach and muscular legs I know she gets up early every goddamn day and puts in the time. I know she isn’t eating a bowl – err two – of chocolate ice cream watching glute workout videos as I did last night. (I did – I admit it – and today I added another mile.)

When I workout – I reflect on the gorgeous bombshells I post. People get my posts confused with my sexuality, or assume I advertising. Nope. I’m motivating.

What I see not only makes me work out – but makes me write. Since my ultimate dream is write and direct film – my writing is simply a movie in my head that I so desperately try to find words for.

So on the gloomy afternoon I’m curled up in bed reading my fresh copy of BelleSF. The paper is thick, slick – feels good in my hands. Grab several of these and you’ve got yourself a good weapon. Ohhh cracking open the first page to #5 was thrilling – I do love knee socks.

I got to read what other writers have written. I was so cautious to let nothing influence the piece I wrote for BelleSF. I combed through my online subscription but didn’t want to read too much – I wanted the first piece I ever wrote to have my pulp feel. This pulp feel. The feel of this magazine in my hands. Oh my god – so Pulpy!!!

* * *

Just read it cover to cover. I loved how San Francisco based it is. I love it. I even noticed the Spreckels Sugar Canister in the photos shoot of Emily page 95. That’s damn old school SF. With that a pain stabbed through my heart. I’m going to have to leave my city of San Francisco – I cannot afford it anymore. But my heart. Well – we know where it will be.

When I first started to write pulp I thought of New York. The subways, the swirling exhaust, the skyscrapers. But I’ve never been there. I can Google all I want – but I can’t write what I don’t know.

But I know this city. The city of San Francisco. I love that piece of earth. My heart sings when I see her Golden Gates. I feel its electricity. A follower once told me – Noir City is Paris – Pulp City is New York. I smiled when I read that. You don’t know the Barbary Coast. The legends of opium dens. Rumrunners. The mystery. The romance. In the Fog. On the Docks. At the Pier.

San Francisco is as pulpy as they come. So fuck yay – Thank you BelleSF for noticing my work and putting my brand of Noir Pulp in the city.

Those who follow my blog know I created Detective Eddy Case. It was on a dare from my husband – to write a short story from start to finish. ‘To finish’ were the key words in that sentence. (I’ll admit, I had several unfinished epic novels.) So I took him up on his dare and I wrote. I wrote and wrote. One short story turned into my Detective Eddy Case Series, set in San Francisco – and the rest is history.

So with the prospect of my name being on the cover of BelleSF under the word FICTION makes my pulpy heart all a flutter. Their going to add illustrations too! Eek! I can barely contain myself! But dare I share my joy?

I can never tell my mom – right? She can never read this – right?

But my dad… a knowing smile has crept over my face. I never did tell him that I used to sneak into his stash and look at his Playboys every single time I was home alone. I read all the stories and day dreamed about the day I would grow into a woman. The hips, the legs, the…. Well you know. (I must say though – I’ve seen the gamete from real to fake to real again – and it’s so empowering to see real, beautiful women again – of all sizes – like seriously empowering – anyway – that’s for my other blog 🙂

Anyway – I never shared my pulp with him – but I did share my journey. He knew I started the blog, he knew I found new readers on IG – he always encouraged me to go after my dreams. He did that to everyone he met. But me, he told me to keep writing. He’d remind me of all the cool places we went to. So seeing his little girl’s name on the cover of BelleSF…

FICTION

Paige Turner

He’d be so proud. I swear he’d tell me the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.

Oh look a raindrop on my cheek.

So the rain is coming down harder now, pounding at my window. Much like it was the night I wrote Black Out. Imaging the things that go on behind the closed doors of the Motorville Motel in Daly City on Mission. I know what happens there – you’ll have to pick up a copy BelleSF #8. (Link Below)

Right now – right meow – I’m going to cozy up with my kittens, sip a Scotch for this cold and read BelleSF #6. Purrrfect.

Hey – thank you for reading this blog and my Pulp. Your emails, comments and likes are greatly appreciated. Keep on rocking!

A HUGE THANK YOU to BelleSF Magazine for giving me a shot. Thank you David and Melissa for this chance. This pulp writer will never forget you guys and never stop writing about the best city on earth – San Francisco!

If you’d like to read my Pulp entitled BLACK OUT written special for BelleSF – feel free to subscribe at: http://www.bellesf.com/subscribe/

And check out this really rad interview of BelleSF from Hoodline.com

http://hoodline.com/2014/06/meet-bellesf-the-haight-s-own-nudie-mag

Thanks for reading. Happy Trails!

Paige

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What’s your slang????

So I’m sitting here trying to get into character. The West has a certain feel and one I want to capture in my tale. My friends have been helping me compile a list of – what is currently entitled – Western Terms / Slang / Old Timey Sayings.

The list is hilarious. So – when I need to get into character I read from it. When I get to ‘Boy’. That get’s me every time. So I turn to my husband and speaking in my best old timey voice I unleash a line on him only to realize I sound like Fog Horn Leg Horn. I just about died laughing. Anyway….

What’s your favorite saying? It can be western, southern, retro, contemporary – whatever –

To get the list started – I’m from San Francisco – and we say…

“No worries.”

“Cool.”

And of course – “Hella.”

As for old timey sayings. I am dying at:

“I’m so broke I can’t pay attention.”

And

“That boy’s just like a tatoo, gets under your skin.”

I want to hear your slang!!!

Please share!

Thanks for reading. Happy Trails!

Paige

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Sometimes you just got to do it

It’s Friday. I’m on my way out for the night. I’ve been reading over this short story for days. So why not share the first chapter with you – let me know what you think!

It’s about to drop on …

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Thanks for reading! xox Paige

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Looking back…

I carved out this lovely evening to write. Working on the new pulp – Putting on a Hit. It’s a cathartic tale, one I am writing purely for selfish reasons. But isn’t that the decadent part of being a writer? You do it because you want to. I worked my whole week around getting these few hours alone with my laptop. And after a good run of it – I hit the writers block. That’s where you come in. I get to ramble my thoughts between the pages.

This novel is one close to my heart. Inspired by true events. Today I pulled out that diary. To relive those crazy moments. So far back you can hardly remember, no matter it was just last year. I found the entry from my flight to San Diego, to meet my father’s bride. I chuckled at my list of questions. Because at the time I was sure he was being cat fished. Ohh the imagination of a pulp writer. My single friends hate me. Reading the entry made me laugh. Reading the flight home was touching. I was so hopeful. I wrote such positive thoughts. But I remember writing those words and swatting at the little voice in my head.

Never ignore the little voice in your head.

Ever.

They are always right.

If I were to animate my final exchange with my father’s bride-to-be – it would be – Me taking two fingers and pointing to my eyes then turning my hand and with one finger pointing at her, while my father wasn’t working. You get the picture. I didn’t trust her. I didn’t trust her from the moment I heard they were getting married. And it turns out I was right.

For the record I hate being right. I truly do. I’d rather eat crow then tell someone I was right. So reading these journal entries and knowing the future – well this is the stuff that pulp is made up. Those deep, dark emotions you’d never let rise to the top. Just let them out to breathe one lazy night listening to surf rock. So without reveling much more – I will say… It’s nice to live out your fantasies out on paper. Happy Trails my friends.

Thanks for reading and stay tuned for more Pulp!

Paige

(Currently listening to The Ventures – Changing Tides)

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