surmising with aplomb and nary remorse
Like the delicate wing flap of the dainty butterfly, every manuscript edit, regardless how slight and seemingly insignificant…
Creates chaos.
To check out “A Sound of Thunder,” the Bradbury short story discussed in the video, click here.
#prayforthechaos
#amediting
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Great news, friends!
My short film Leave will premiere at the LA FEMME FILM FESTIVAL in October!
The entire cast and crew, which includes yours truly, is very proud and honored to be able to show our film for the first time to the world at such a prestigious event.
We are also proud and honored to finally be able to share with you a short teaser of the film right now.
This teaser is shared from the Vimeo account of Leave’s talented producer Jeff Hammer; so, after you finish viewing and sharing it with all your friends and family, please make sure you check out the rest of Jeff’s amazing work.
Hope to see you all at the festival!
Cheers!
#californiadreaming
There’s nothing Fixed that can’t be Broken
Praise Jove, for without them, the Broken
And all the Hope and Possibilities for which they allow
There is nothing Redeemed
There is nothing made New Again
Beam of Sun meet Fall of Rain
Alas, mourn not the absence of the Sol
Rejoice instead for the cool quenching of the Aqua
And the Unbounded Inactivity for which the Downpour allows
For it is that, the Inactivity
And the Idleness, the Nothingness it requires
And the Silence, the Stillness it provides
That allows for the Divinity of the Dreams
To Shine forth Anew
And Redeem the Soul
So, as I near the completion of my new novel, I’ve been investing much time lately in that most unfortunate of necessities that every self-respecting self-publishing author must invest in – marketing research.
Yeah…
Marketing is something of which I detest greatly and something at which I fail miserably.
Fortunately for me, however, in my quotidian research for marketing excellence, I stumbled upon (whatever happened to StumbleUpon anyway?) a publishing and marketing guru named, you guessed it…
the hawk’s caw commands
yet the blue jay fears it not
and responds in kind
As I sit and watch the surreal press conference between Trump and Putin after their so-called historic summit, where, after recently treating our allies like dog shit, Trump behaves like a sycophantic lapdog to a murderous dictator who wants nothing more than to destroy and subjugate the U.S. of America in retribution for how the U.S. of America destroyed and subjugated his beloved U.S.S.R., I am reminded of how I felt, or better yet, how my fuzzy, nightmarish memories leave me feeling from the surreal and tumultuous times in the U.S. of America during the late-Sixties through the mid-Seventies, you know, the era of national madness beginning with the Tet Offensive through the Watergate break-ins and subsequent hearings to Nixon’s humiliating yet palliative resignation and ending with America’s humiliating yet palliative retreat from South Vietnam.
Continue reading “It’s Deja Vu All Over Again: TREE OF SMOKE by Denis Johnson, a Review (of sorts)”
There’s a rather talkative pigheaded brute of a character in my WIP whose name is Rick, Happy, Henderson. Happy loves to philosophize and pontificate to…at?… his work partner about whatever the latest topic is he’s studying during night school as if he’s now a subject matter expert. He’s not of course and he always manages to maneuver whatever it is he’s rambling on about toward a general diatribe of how the weak with their Rule of Law and “societal norms” have managed to upend the universal natural order of might makes right, which, in the end, as he sees it, limits his ability to pick up chicks.
This gif best when served with the following kickass music video:
#stuckinthematrix
#amnotwriting
