20Feb/1711

Trying To Kick That Depressed Feeling

February 20th, 2017

I spent this past weekend in New York City. It seems when I’ve reached a certain point in dealing with things, when I just can’t clear my head, I book a flight to NYC. It’s a bit like the ultimate comfort food. Now, I’m sure New York has its share or problems—the place scared me to no end the first couple of times I visited—but I’ve been pretty sheltered by them. And when I need her, she welcomes me with open arms.
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13Feb/173

Has Anybody Been To A Movie Lately?

February 13th, 2017

I know. I know. I’m about to do that thing again where I’m bemoaning that something’s changed, and it’s not like it used to be. But, seriously! Come on. Have you been to a movie theater lately? And I’ll be honest, I don’t have the fondest memories of the theater experience itself while growing up. The movies? Yes! The theaters? No.
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9Feb/176

A Failure To Grasp Our Current Leadership

February 9th, 2017

It’s not a good way to start each day feeling like you should be apologizing to the world for who’s now leading your country. I don’t like the man, personally or professionally, but I haven’t called him a name since he took office. And I’m going to try my best not to. It bothered me to no end when Obama took office to see the complete lack of respect from the opposing party. Then, two years into office, we heard Mitch McConnell utter this little gem: “The single most important thing we want to achieve is for President Obama to be a one-term president.” Now that leadership has flipped, the Democrats are being asked to be respectful.
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6Feb/171

The Thrill of the Hunt and Find in the VHS Years

February 6th, 2017

I’m told I have a weird memory. Why? I can remember lots of little details about people, and things they’ve said, likes, dislikes, things they’ve done, or expressions on their faces. That information seems to easily store itself in my memory for later use. I can even remember where I watched certain movies going back as far as my childhood, and tell you who I saw them with. I can often tell you where I bought or ordered a movie from in my collection. Yet, despite this, I cannot remember many directives from His Majesty or Little Brother.
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3Feb/175

Chinese New Year in Hong Kong After 5 Years

February 3rd, 2017

“Don’t go,” Little Brother warned me. “She wants to eat you. Or they’ll find your body floating in the bay.”

The Grandmonster had invited me to Hong Kong for the Chinese New Year this year, and while I’m sure she’d very much enjoy watching the Police finding my body in the bay on the evening news, there was something else afoot. My little brother was immediately concerned, but mostly because I haven’t updated my Trust yet to include giving him all my airline miles in case of my untimely demise. He’s practical that way.
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30Jan/172

Oh, Sushi!

January 30th, 2017

One of my least favorite misconceptions about authors is we’re rich. We’re not, but folks think we are. I’ve been hit up from time to time and asked for free copies of my work, and there have been screenshots of people on Facebook asking their friends where the best pirate sites are to download free books. Libraries apparently aren’t popular anymore.
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26Jan/172

Facts Over Fiction And Alternative Facts

January 26th, 2017

I grew up loving the Science Fiction genre, and, let’s be honest, the horror genre. Talk about two areas that require a suspension of disbelief above many others. Unless a filmmaker tried to pass off a film as a documentary, audiences are pretty savvy in picking out fact from fiction. Even films that are “based on real events” are taken with a grain of salt. And for a good reason. It’s entertainment. Real life, on the other hand, isn’t quite as discerning in the hands of some folks, and they often try to pass fiction off as fact.
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23Jan/171

Different Upbringing

January 23rd, 2017

My Little Brother visited from New York again this past weekend. I think he enjoys the Coney Island hotdogs, Vernors, and Sanders Hot Fudge because, let’s face it, it’s not for the ambience of downtown Detroit. Not that you could see downtown this weekend due to the fog. Incidentally, if you ever want a good chuckle, ask Little Brother how to pronounce the word “fog.” Seriously. Aside from that for the moment, we actually had a rare chat about our parents during our early years.
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19Jan/175

Last Man Standing

January 19th, 2017

I have no idea if the end of the book I’m currently writing has anything to do with this—maybe—but I’ve been wondering lately what my future will be like at the end. I can’t help but shake I’ll be alone. And I don’t mean abandoned. I mean everyone else will pass before I do. Dying has always seemed very daunting and scary to me. But if you were surviving and everybody else around you was kicking the bucket long before your timer went off? That’s almost more terrifying.
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16Jan/174

Thy Muse Shall Not Be Rushed

January 16th, 2017

There are days I think I enjoy editing one of my manuscripts more than I do writing the first draft. The weird thing is I love writing. It’s an incredible experience to sit down, start typing away, and seeing what gets created. What I have in mind quite often changes because, while the main gist of it is there, plot points get introduced I never saw coming. And I swear I sit there and mutter “Holy smokes! Where did that come from? That’s brilliant!” For the record, when I say “That’s brilliant!”, I’m talking in terms of what my muse has whispered in my ear, not anything I’ve come up with.
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