Regarding That Which Despicable Beings Create

Always a conundrum — what to do with something good created by someone bad.

I mean, take HP Lovecraft for instance. Are horrors authors and readers still praising him so for his early contributions to the genre? Fortunately for me, having read his work long before learning he was such a virulent racist, I find his writing flat and uninteresting and way, way overrated so shunning him to the dustbin of the disgraced is no problemo.

But there are a lot of other types of situations and scenarios out there that can put one in such an unpleasant conundrum…

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Only in my dreams…

Just had one of those bizarre trapped-in-between-sleep-and-consciousness morning dreams that starred Sam Rockwell and Dwight Yoakam. Not sure why but I think I was fanboying and trying to get them to star in my next movie.

Regardless, I now have Dwight’s song stuck in my head and, in the spirit of friendship and camaraderie, I offer it here so it can be stuck in yours as well…

#yourwelcome

In Eternal Hope and Pursuit of Gridiron Glory

As an Ohio boy at heart and forever a fan of Cleveland sports teams, I’ve been conditioned by a lifetime of game day let downs, defeats, and disappointments to annually at the end of each football season take comfort in the old saw of a saying…

Well, there’s always next year.

But guess what sports fans, this just may be the next year every long disappointed yet always devoted Cleveland Browns fan has been hoping for.

There’s an energy around this year’s team that hasn’t been felt since Bernie Kosar and the Kardiac Kids days before him…

Yeah, it’s been that long.

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We Should Be Dancing… Not Dying

With all the constant blood and violence in this constantly bloody and violent nation of mine, a la yesterday’s insane mass killing after a gun-toting asshole goes off his nutty handle during a routine traffic stop, I hardly feel like getting my groove on.

But get my groove on I must or else I will become completely consumed by the constant blood and violence and do nothing more than wallow in a constant state of misery and fear…

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Sunday Songs to Spark the Spirit and Summon the Moves of the Dance

If you’re hatin’ on the latest music phenom known as Billie Eilish because you think her fame is a result of entitlement and nepotism in the entertainment industry — Seriously, who had ever heard of the uniquely-styled seventeen-year-old’s low-level acting parents or whatever their L.A. entertainment gigs are before she and her brother became famous? And I’m still not even sure what her brother became famous for. — like so many are, then I sure hope you’re voting in the 2020 presidential election because we have President The Donald’s highly entitled child and child-in-law prancing all around our pretty but petulant planet behaving as presidential advisors and high-level diplomats who…

Hold on.

Deep breath…

Let’s get back to music before it gets all politically ugly up in here.

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In Honor of a Drunk Larry Kudlow

Well, to be honest, King of Greenland, Lord Protector sounds a bit snockered as well…

Nothing wrong with that I suppose…

Which is why I am dedicating our weekly Sunday Song post to our wild and crazy guy of a White House Economic advisor Larry for partying all night long and still staying committed to his task of boldly, if not drunkenly, representing the White House on all the Sunday talking head shows this morning.

But I hope President The Donald doesn’t get too upset by it because we all know he has a drinking problem of his own…

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A Poem Illicit by Cindy Knoke

The popular photographer and poet Cindy Knoke wrote us a poem in response to our ongoing flash fiction contest (which ends at midnight tonight so go vote for your favorite story!). Unfortunately, per the fine print of the contest rules, only flash fiction responses meeting the stated criteria will be accepted. All other responses are to be deleted. Yeah, I get down like that. However, reading Cindy’s poem felt to me like listening to a Tom Waits song and if anyone knows me they know I have a huge man crush on Tom. No way I could abandon her poem to a trash can death. So instead I share it here with you where it can shimmy and shake for all eternity as a special supplement to our weekly Sunday Song to Spark the Spirit and Summon the Moves of the Dance…

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Sunday Songs to Spark the Spirit and Summon the Moves of the Dance

So for the past two months I’ve been stuck within the tedious and grinding and painful first phase of the developmental process for my next book (while I can’t say the first phase is my favorite phase of the entire book development process — to me the entire process of developing a book is tedious and grinding and painful — I can at least say it is the least tedious and grinding and painful of them all) when it recently suddenly dawned upon me that I am not yet ready to let go of the last book I that tediously and grindingly and painfully developed…

Which of course is The Good Kill, thank you very much.

At first I tried to fight through the desire to not let it go but it wasn’t working…

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Sunday Songs to Spark the Spirit and Summon the Moves of the Dance

On the road to Ohio to visit the fam. and jammin’ to songs off of Willis’ Soundcloud stream. This song is an especially groovy road song.

MOOD:   (o|o)

If you haven’t noticed, Willis has the same last name as yours truly.

Yes, he is my son, thank you for asking.

That’s right… you must now pay special attention to the song.

#rockon
#daytrippin
#dontworrythewifeisdriving