About the BonusParts

What are the BonusParts? In the simplest explanation, the BonusParts are Mayumi Hirtzel…everything beyond what you think you might already know about me.

I cut my writing teeth on what’s known as “fan fiction”: taking pre-existing worlds and characters, and creating my own personal universe of stories from that. My first attempts at storytelling – with the help of my sister, who filled the role of beloved mythology architect for our strange new worlds – revolved mostly around “Star Wars”, followed by “Transformers”, and “Jem”, and a mash-up of the worlds of “The Dark Crystal”, “Krull”, and an alternate universe of “The Avengers” where Captain America was a paladin and The Wasp was a fairy princess. Needless to say, I had an active imagination as a kid.

I still have an active imagination. And, I still write fan fiction, for those series I enjoy.

I also write my own original stories, many of which developed out of the frenetic burst of writing energy that is National Novel Writing Month, sometimes referred to as NaNoWriMo, or simply NaNo, for short. I’ve been an on-and-off participant in NaNo since 2005, when a journey to Japan rekindled my interest in my heritage, and that led to the tale of a family in feudal Japan, whose adventures are told through the eyes of the family cat. NaNo taught me the value of writing every day…and I’ve been writing every day since!

The blog is about my writing: fiction pieces, personal observations, and ramblings on what works and what doesn’t, at least for me. Hopefully, you will find something here that resonates with you!

As for updates, I do those when I can. That is a terrible incentive to keep readers around, but with so much going on both online and in my “real” life, some sacrifices must be made.

Recent Posts

What Number Seven Taught Me

In the last days of December 2017, a friend pointed me toward a writing competition. The theme for the competition was “Awakenings”. The group that posted the competition welcomed all genres, with a great desire for romance and speculative fiction, among others. I’ve...

“Number Seven…” part 11 [original fiction]

part 11   A tickling in his nose nudged him awake. Seven opened his eyes to find himself curled against Natalya, with one arm draped over her. Any alarm he might have felt was quickly negated by the practicality of their position: it was chilly, she was...

“Number Seven…” part 10 [original fiction]

part 10   He woke from a lovely dream of bobbing on gently-rolling waves, to a less-lovely crick in his neck and the prod of insistent knocking, and Kirill’s whispered voice growing raspier: “Seven? Seven! Are you awake?” Seven smacked his eyes open,...

“Number Seven…” part 9 [original fiction]

part 9   The big passenger van that set out from the hotel rocked all the way to the city, with Ullman passing a little flask around and Adamski leading a foot-stomping chorus from the back row that rattled the vehicle’s chassis. Seven ignored their...

“Number Seven…” part 8 [original fiction]

part 8   As with many of the troublesome times over his life, Natalya turned out to be Seven’s savior. “Emigration in itself should not be so difficult,” she explained as they sat together on a bench in the park, over carry-away coffees. Sitting beside her...

“Number Seven…” part 7 [original fiction]

part 7   “That can’t be true,” Kirill mumbled around his half-eaten blini. He squinted at Seven. “Can it?” “Of course it can,” Darya said. The tender cubes of meat from her kebab lay mostly uneaten in front of her; she’d left them untouched as soon as...

“Number Seven…” part 6 [original fiction]

part 6 The hotel was still in lockdown in the morning. Number Two collected closed-room statements from each member of the teams and staff one by one, leaving the rest of them to find other ways to occupy their time. The men’s team had taken...

“Number Seven…” part 5 [original fiction]

part 5   One vehicle flew into the air; another flipped over its side like a twisting diver launching from a board. Seven wrenched their car away from the ballooning fire, narrowly missing a truck in the outer lane that screeched sidelong in a panic. A...

“Number Seven…” part 4 [original fiction]

part 4   Waking early was a helpful habit for guarding an athlete who started a rigid training schedule before six in the morning, though the previous day’s frustrations and exhaustions left Seven slightly bleary-eyed when his alarm went off. He got out of...

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