Monthly Archives: July 2016

Just an old-fashioned love song

(yes, they were one of my favorite bands)

I’ve made no secret of my difficulty in getting into e-books. Reading them, that is.

There’s just something so antiseptic about reading from a little flat glass screen. Sure, I got the … Read the rest

Sweating over the plot

My timing sucks.

Seriously, why couldn’t I get my story epiphany four months ago. I mean, I had to come up with ideas and get excited in the dog days of summer?

And not just any summer, oh no. This … Read the rest

To 3 or not to 3

To continue our conversation on my returning to the Jeremy Shuttle Adventures to tell more tales of Jeremy, Natalie and the gang, we’ll need to revisit the past again to explain the future.

The central idea behind my creation of … Read the rest

Science, shmience

When we last met (okay, okay, it was only yesterday), we briefly talked about whether my favorite character from my fantasy trilogy, Jeremy Shuttle Adventures, would be able to make an appearance in the second trilogy.

The doubt stems from … Read the rest

Four years later

Huh. I just realized the headline could make people think this is about the election. Nope, not this week. This blog apologies for any confusion the title may have caused.

When my last job ended, before a combination of age … Read the rest

The revulsion of knowledge

“Some questions are better left unanswered”, “Information overload”, “That’s more than I needed to hear”, “You don’t wanna know”, “TMI”

With three and a half months still left in the presidential campaigns, I am suffering from information indigestion. In this … Read the rest

That’s not what I do

Having just muddled through the taxes of a family member once again (this time my sister’s), it is with some amusement I recall how often I am called upon to do that which I do not do.

It’s something you … Read the rest

Fear me

Fear me

I’m a middle-aged white male living in a solidly middle class family area. About the only minority card I can play is the Jewish card, although, to be fair, the last time I saw the inside of a … Read the rest

I hate hate

Recently, I took one of those quizzes on Facebook that said I knew roughly 30,000 words, which is both preposterous and unverifiable.

It was probably only the second quiz I’ve ever taken in the seven years I’ve been on Facebook, … Read the rest

What we know and what we forget

Since I’ve returned to my roots of reading, pulling out many old books to read once again, some as long as 40 years since last opened, it has become clear what I know pales before what I forget.

For example, … Read the rest