A Writer’s Confession

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The first time I had something published in college I knew I was a writer. Not the normal reaction of, “Oh, I knew I wanted to be a writer after that.”

The sense that I was a scribe in full bloom was mostly vanity coupled with an imagination that continues to lead me down dark paths and redemptive roads with a twist for my readers.

My confession.Great Editor in the Sky: Forgive me for I have sinned. I’ve written numerous things with the barest of editing. Yes, it’s true. Even to this day I only edit for spelling and grammar. 

I’ve heard of rewriting and more than one draft, but I admit I seldom if ever, do that.”

So there you have it my fellow scribes. How could I seriously write without all the stress expressed by my peers? How could I not spend endless hours refining and polishing my poetry or prose and expect it to be good?

In my defense, I believe in spontaneity. I see a blank screen, or page, as an opportunity to roll around in lush fields of exploration seeking the holy grail of being a popular writer while defying norms.

But I’m too lazy to be a popular writer. It would mean marketing and other things that leave me colder than an Egyptian Maus in a meat locker.

I’m just a lazy old man with an imagination and a love for words. My joy comes in sharing. The fact that a stranger would stop – even for a second – to look at something I’ve written, makes my day. My reward for not having to howl at the moon alone…knowing others are out there.

Blog break: I’ll be back for Halloween

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                                                Thanks for stopping by.

I’m stepping away from my house of fiction for nine days. But fear not…I’ll be back for Halloween.

This is one of the ways I charge my batteries by detaching myself from the computer and all things digital. My lovely wife and I are taking a vacation down in southern California. Sunshine, beaches, and endless shots of tequila!

I would like to encourage you to check out my archives on the right side of the page. There’s something for everyone with over 250 stories to chose from.

I hope you have as much fun reading them as I did writing them.

Onward, and upward!

So Now You’re A Senior

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You’ve done it!

You lived long enough to be called a senior citizen. Congratulations! It’s better than the alternative right?

Here’s your official cane. Now, I’ll walk you through what it means to be…a senior.

  1. You can accidentally (or intentionally) go to the supermarket with your house slippers on, and no one will even notice.
  2. You’ll get discounts at most restaurants, stores, and movie theatres.
  3. It’s your right to spoil you grandchildren.
  4. It’s your duty to spoil pets, especially little dogs that bark a lot.
  5. It’s easy to get someone to do your lifting.
  6. Clerks will offer to walk you to your car, and will put your purchases in the backseat, or trunk. You get to pick.
  7. Your children will realize you knew what you were talking about when your raised them. (Hopefully.)
  8. You’ll have more time to take about the good old days to anyone who’ll listen.
  9. The older you get, the better chance you’ll outlive your enemies.
  10. You have to retire your bikini.

Even with all the aforementioned perks, you have to realize that your body is falling apart, and you’re going to have mystery aches and pains. Old injuries will remind you of when you were young and active.

As for your memory. It may be slipping a bit, but that’s okay. There’s always lots of people younger than you with bad memories. It’s just part of “The Merry Game” as my grandfather use to tell me.

As It Stands, there’s no such thing as growing old gracefully. Grace has nothing to do with it.

 

 

Breaking For The Holidays

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Dear Readers,

I want to thank you all for visiting my blog since I unveiled it in July.

I especially want to thank those of you who are following me.

I also want to thank those of you who made constructive, and encouraging comments.

I started my daily writing streak in the middle of June. Since then, I’ve written 130 consecutive flash fiction stories.

It’s been fun, and challenging. I plan on starting another streak in January 2018.

If your new to this blog, I invite you to go through the archives on the right side of the page.

I wish everyone a Merry Christmas! And, a Happy New Year!

As It Stands, I’ll be recharging my batteries.