SAVAGE JOURNAL ENTRY 2. I mentioned yesterday, dear diary, that I can’t seem to keep a horse long. It is hard for a roaming barbarian swordsman to retain possessions, equine or otherwise. Take today, for instance. I had this throwing stick, well balanced, solid, fit comfortably in the palm of my hand. I… Continue reading Savage Journal 2.
Category: Writing
Playa del Carmen, Mexico. Resurrected Post.
March 19, 2017 Playa del Carmen, Mexico Once again I write from one of the dreary hardship stations where I toil in the phrase fields, reaping sentences and paragraphs for your entertainment. This particular gray, danksome locale is Playa del Carmen, Mexico. That’s right, I’m suffering the horrors of the Mexican Riviera on your behalf.… Continue reading Playa del Carmen, Mexico. Resurrected Post.
Idle Plots. Resurrected Post.
February 19, 2017 Idle Plots Pardon me while I ramble on a bit. This is primarily (or perhaps entirely) for my benefit. Consider it musing or work notes. Geography dictates the battlespace. As a rule, soldiers aren’t herded together onto a broad, featureless plain, formed up into ranks and columns, and marched headlong at the… Continue reading Idle Plots. Resurrected Post.
Savage Journal 1
I began playing around with the notion of writing an extended, serial story many years back. It ended up in a condensed package under the title Savage Journal. (Still available floating about on the web somewhere.) But I thought it might be fun to run it as originally intended here on my web log. Let… Continue reading Savage Journal 1
More Too Late Movie Reviews. Resurrected Post.
January 29, 2017 More Too Late Movie Reviews I don’t get to the movie theater much, maybe once a year. So movies are a home affair, on variety of screen sizes, and generally a matter of compromise. As I was, temporarily, a bachelor this weekend, I was able to skip compromise and select whatever I… Continue reading More Too Late Movie Reviews. Resurrected Post.
Rest. Resurrected Post.
January 22, 2017 Rest A few days ago I finished the first draft of the novel I’m working on. Huzzah. Glory and trumpets. Time to set it aside, gain some distance from it so I can approach it with fresh eyes for the second draft. Normally this means moving on to the next project. Now,… Continue reading Rest. Resurrected Post.
First Draft Contemplation and Commiseration. Resurrected Post.
December 4, 2016 First Draft Contemplation and Commiseration The way I figure it, I’m three-quarters through the first draft of Boss. If I can press on at the current rate, I should finish around March. How do I feel about that? Glad to be on the downhill slope. I can’t actually see the finish line… Continue reading First Draft Contemplation and Commiseration. Resurrected Post.
Dreams and the Perilous Realm. Resurrected Post.
November 13, 2016 Dreams and the Perilous Realm At what point during parenthood do you begin getting a full night’s sleep again. I’m nearly at the three-year mark and I’m still not there. I’m tired. I mention this because I was considering today’s post with my head on my wife’s shoulder. She asked if was… Continue reading Dreams and the Perilous Realm. Resurrected Post.
Sweltering in Monterrey. Resurrected Post.
June 19, 2016 Sweltering in Monterrey View from my brother-in-law’s house. Two blocks from the hotel on a Sunday morning and Monterrey is nearly unrecognizable. Kilometers of a major thoroughfare — the sort with a shady, tree-lined median and jogging path bisecting it — is closed. Bikers, joggers, walkers, dogs, and children pedaling four-wheelers crowd… Continue reading Sweltering in Monterrey. Resurrected Post.