First, a bit of history. Back in November of 2017, I was writing a blog post every day to participate in NaNoBloMo. Or Nanopoblano. Or whatever it's called. Fairly early in the month, around the 7th or so, I started writing a story. I thought it would be a quick short story, something I could…
life is like…
"Life is like taking one piece from a thousand different puzzles, and trying to put them together in a way that makes sense." -me One good thing to remember: How you put your pieces together only has to make sense to you. (Assuming you can get past all the social norms, family expectations, and peer…
rocky mountain grandeur to new england comfort
I used to live in Utah. I lived there for over 13 years. A couple of months ago I moved back to Connecticut. There are a lot of differences between the two states, some fairly obvious (Connecticut generally has more humidity, while Utah generally has more Mormons), and some that might not be very apparent…
NaBloWriMo, and an almost accidental NaNoWriMo
That's all folks. Day 30. The last day of National Blog Writing Month, otherwise known as NaBloWriMo, or NanoPoblano if you are part of the coolest (hottest?) blogger group around, or as I like to call it - Blog Everyday No Matter What Month. It's been fun, though I am a little disappointed I didn't…
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a political rant
Who gets to decide how much you get paid to do the job you do? Generally speaking, your boss, or their boss, or the board of directors and CEO of the company you work for. In other words, the people you work for decide how much they are going to pay you. Sure, you can…
beauty never dies
Flowers die Paintings fade Sculptures crumble Youth ages Vistas get paved over Beauty is fleeting It's a good thing I'm ugly. ~ That isn't want I wanted to write. The idea in my head was about beauty being temporary, no matter where you find it. So why try? Why not just revel in the ugliness…
moment of truth
I've come to a moment of truth. I've hit a spot in my story where I'm not sure what happens next. This isn't a situation like writer's block, where I don't have any ideas. This is a situation where I have too many ideas, and I don't know which direction I should take. The decision…
“in five years, the penis will be obsolete”
Titles come last. Pretty much every thing I write, I write the title last. The idea comes first. And then the writing. And then the title. If I'm working on a longer project, I might come up with a title in the middle somewhere, and throw it up at the top of the page. But…
decisions, decisions, delicious decisions
First, I think I already have a blog post with that same title. Second, I've been thinking of trying something new. I want to try applesauce, mixed with some raspberry jam. I think it might be good. I've even thought of adding honey to the mix. Doesn't that sound good? Maybe it's just me. At…
memoirs of an unremarkable man 