Tag: Rambling thoughts
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430am
Note: When I wrote this, I was very raw. I was right at the end of a panic attack when my brain was still not functioning. If you have ever had one, you know what I mean. It takes hours to get things ‘right’ again. The temptation to rewrite and clean it up is unbearable,…
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Count those ‘its’
Why are we so very concerned with word count? Really, it is because no one wants to read War and Peace. This isn’t a rant against Tolstoy. I really liked Anna Karenina. I gave W&P a good go at it for about 10 years. I finally gave up after it had been moved to the…
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Domes update for March 1st
It is March. It was a crazy February for the next book. Domes got a huge amount added to it. At this point, all of the parts and pieces are in place. All the extra notes have been removed, along with the stuff I mistakenly put in twice. Then there were the sections that I…
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Artist Temperament
I got a review? I got a review! On Amazon, I got a review…on my book. Things are kinda happening. I have now sold more books than I thought I would. I forced both my friends to buy 2 books, I thought that would be the end of it. I must have more friends, because…
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12 Steps of chicken buying recovery
Step 1: I admit that I am powerless over the cheap chicken in the meat case. So much so, that my life and those around me have become unmanageable. Step 2: I have come to believe that a power greater than ourselves known as beef or pork or even vegetables could restore me to sanity.…
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Wordfalls
Words wash down over the smoothed rocks of the mind. Splashing onto the page that exists no more. Old idioms die hard. Tapped keys with a rubbery feel, keeping tea from where it does not belong. To the hard drive, to the cloud. The new basin, where the waterfall of the words resides. Pain grips…
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Persons and mud
It’s raining again. The puppy whines from the other side of the gate that keeps his muddy feet in the kitchen. It doesn’t matter right now, even though I wipe his feet every time we come inside from attempted potties in the rain, there is mud everywhere. I have mopped two, sometimes three times a…
A Spec in Time Series 