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March 4, 2016Posted by on
Because it’s got that, you know, that sound, that feel … and Harmonica! (And my apologies for the boring video — it’s a brand new song and there ain’t much out there yet.)
February 1, 2015Posted by on
I LOOOOOOVE this song.
And Time I wish you’d die
You just get in my way
Well Time I wish you’d die
Lay down for me
Time I wish you’d die
I’d rather die than look you in the eye
September 1, 2013Posted by on
When I thought of writing this post yesterday, it was going to be titled Accountability, because I was going to cover a couple of “promises” I’ve made in the last couple of weeks. To hold me accountable. But, then there were some updates I wanted to provide in some other areas. And, then there was something that came up that seemed to just be a random thought. More fitting to my A Peek Inside kind of posts. So, here’s what you get…
A little over two weeks ago, I started walking. Inspired by another blogger, I decided to engage in a serious commitment to start running again. I started walking on August 15 and talked with my physical therapist on August 16. Since then I have gone for a walk every day except for the two days I was in Long Beach. Some days I have gone for two walks — one first thing in the morning and the other when I get home from work. All told, I’m thinking I’ve probably walked about 45-50 miles over the last sixteen days. Yesterday, I hit five miles for my morning walk. I’ll be walking again today. On the physical therapy side, I’ve done my exercises every day except for those two Long Beach days.
So, how’s it all feeling down there? I can tell I’m getting stronger, but I also know that the PT exercises I’m doing are at the lowest level of engagement with my injured area. To recap — I tore a muscle high up in my inner thigh three times before going to see the sports doc. It’s a groin muscle and what I’ve learned is that the whole groin complex of muscles is, well, complex. The injury has caused serious problems in other areas of the groin. While I can tell that the muscle I tore is still damaged and weak, the other areas seem to have improved. Plus, they continue to be less bothersome with each walk. On a pain/discomfort scale, two weeks ago, I was probably at a three while walking. Now, I’m down to a one. There’s enough there for me to know it’s there, but that’s it. I’m now waiting for the next round of exercises from the physical therapist and trying as hard as I possibly can not to break into a jog while walking. That’s the hardest part. As I walk along, very briskly, I think “if I can walk five miles, why can’t I jog a bit?” I know why, so I resist. It’ll come. Hopefully in a couple more months and the truth is that I’m enjoying the walks.
My goal: A half marathon, October 2014
After a long cold spell on the writing front — marked by little progress and massive indecision about what to work on — I have made significant strides in both areas. Deviation is chugging along. Every time I sit down to work on it, I’m able to produce 1,000 words relatively effortlessly. It’s now over 13,000 words long and I’m beginning to think of how the story is going to wind down. I’m also considering the editing I’ll have to do for the story.
I’ve also made some very specific decisions about the next few months of writing projects. September is for completing Deviation. October will be for Northville Five & Dime. November will be for Spaceship Earth — a story I don’t know that I’ve mentioned here. It’s a sexy, end of the world, sci-fi thingamajig. Once I have all three stories complete, I’m going to publish them individually for the Kindle. I’m also going to publish a paperback with all three stories, plus my other two longer short stories — The Marfa Lights and Shady Acres. Or maybe I’ll just publish the three new stories together in the paperback. Haven’t decided about that yet. But each of these stories will, or should, end up being in the 15,000-25,000 word range, although I’m not sure about Spaceship Earth. It may well end up longer than that.
Once I’m done with those stories, I’ll head back to one of my half-completed novels. These short stories are helping me tremendously. To write and also to remember that I can actually bring to conclusion a significant writing effort. I was beginning to wonder if I could do that.
August has been a long, cruel month for my publishing efforts. One Night in Bridgeport was doing well as I entered August, selling 250 downloads in July and continuing to produce a handful each day. I decided to see what would happen if I raised the price to $2.99 and learned a painful lesson. Sales dropped off. So I put the price back to .99 and then offered a couple of free days. Things were still slow for a few days. I have this idea that Bridgeport at .99 could (should?) produce at least 100 downloads every month. It wasn’t looking good for August and I thought I had done permanent damage to my sales of the book. Until the last few days when I went from 68 to 97 for the month. Almost got there. I’m done monkeying around with the price. Bridgeport is now there at .99. For good or bad.
Weed Therapy, however, has been completely flat. What I learned from promoting Bridgeport has produced virtually nothing for Weed Therapy. Lesson learned — different book, different genre, different approach. I’m still noodling over this while waiting for some more reviews to come in. There must be a way to find the audience for the book. I just haven’t figured it out yet.
Go here. The Paperbook Collective is a new on-line literary/creative effort. The September 1 issue is the second for Jayde Ashe, an Australian blogger who is trying to put out a monthly collection of poetry, short stories, photography, art — just about any type of creative mode. I have two short pieces of flash fiction in the September issue. Check it out and contribute yourself for future issues.
A Peek Inside
I think some people will look at President Obama’s speech yesterday and say once again that he is weak, that he vacillates, that he’s unwilling to take a stand, that he doesn’t know what he is doing. Personally, I think what he did was a master stroke. Everybody wants him to do something. Nobody wants him to do anything. Great. Give it to Congress and let them figure out a way out of this mess. Let the Republicans self-destruct over this and demonstrate, once again, their unfitness. It also turns back the tide of criticism about the Imperial Presidency — that in matters such as these where the Constitution and federal law requires Congress’s consent for military interventions Presidents should not go it alone without the required Congressional approval. It actually returns the U.S. to a place it should have occupied for the last few decades but didn’t because of the fractures in our political system. I’m looking forward to seeing how Congress handles this.
What do I think should happen? I’m a believer in using force for purposes of good. There are times when the powerful have a moral duty to protect the less powerful. It’s why I supported Clinton’s efforts in Bosnia 20 years ago. It’s why I thought we should have down more in the Sudan. Yes, there are plenty of examples of such efforts producing no benefit or, worse, dragging us into a mess.
The Middle East is certainly a mess waiting to become a quagmire. We have done enough damage to our standing in the area over the last sixty years and even more so in the last decade. And there are enemies on all sides just waiting for the opportunity to turn one country’s civil war into something larger. As a result, there are huge risks if we strike Assad’s regime or intervene more heavily in the civil war. That said, a government’s use of chemical weapons is simply unacceptable. The brutality the Assad family has unleashed on the people of Syria for decades at some point has to end. I struggle with the idea that we should just stand by and watch.
And now a video for you …
Or two …
It’s 6:24 in the morning. It’s dark outside, but the sun is about to make it’s appearance. Time to go for a walk.