If I say that something sucks, that leaves the subject open to debate. If I instead say I don’t like that thing, I’ve stated a fact, and it cannot be disputed. My personal preferences cannot be challenged by anyone else. My reasons can, but I’m not obligated to provide any. Conversation over, no more questions. OPINION: Most cops are assholes. FACT: I tend to strongly … Continue reading Can’t argue the facts
2019 knocked me down hard. 2020 knocked me down harder, and kicked me while I was down. Yeah, I know, it knocked everyone down and I’m not special in that regard–don’t claim to be, but this is my website, so… 2021 is a big, ugly fire-breathing dragon eyeing me from beyond the chasm of winter, waiting with baited, smoky breath to greet me when I … Continue reading I’m going to kill 2021
I’ve never been a fan of jazz. I’ve always recognized and appreciated its artistry, its technicality, and it’s influence on and presence in other forms of music, but I’ve just never gotten into it. I owned a copy of “A Kind of Blue” at one point, but I never listened to it much. I tried, though. Earlier this evening, while driving home from work, I … Continue reading All that Jazz
I’ve got to stop paying such close attention to the news and current events. I can’t handle it. It’s accomplishing nothing but making me perpetually pissed, and it’s affecting the way I treat my wife and also others who are far less important to me. What good does it do me to pore over the comments on news stories and anger myself? I can’t make … Continue reading I will not fight.
Growing up in Lawton, Oklahoma in the 1980s, I always heard stories about a guy named Crazy Larry who huffed paint and rode a bicycle around town. They said he wore a jacket in triple digit temps. They said he’d been a genius who ruined his life huffing paint. They said a lot of things. I never saw him as a kid, though, and I … Continue reading Crazy Larry
I sometimes have a hard time sitting back and being entertained by a book, movie or TV show. All I can think about the entire time is writing and creating. Even when I’m halfway paying attention, I’m still pausing to do random nonsense like this: However, I recognize the necessity of refueling one’s creative tank, and in that spirit I’ve been re-reading The Chronicles of … Continue reading Why do we gravitate towards things that are bad for us?
I wanted to title this article “You’re wearing that mask wrong, dummy,” but ignorance doesn’t necessarily equate stupidity, so that’s a little harsh. Come on, though, people: If there’s ever been a time to put that spongy scoop of macaroni salad inside of your cranium to work for your own self-preservation, it’s now. So I go into the grocery store today, right? First day of … Continue reading You’re wearing that mask wrong.
The state of the world right now reminds me a lot of the state of the world at the beginning of my book Effugium: The Time Remaining, and I feel like Caldo making one of his blog entries every time I open this app. We’re scared. We’re uncertain. We don’t trust anything we hear. We can’t trust anything we hear. Death is in the air. … Continue reading An absolute nightmare
I love writing dialogue. To me, it’s so much easier than plotting and worrying about grammar, because I’m almost functioning as a court reporter–I’m simply typing out what the people in my head are saying. I sit back and let them take control. How do you step outside of yourself like that, though? How do you avoid making your characters into you? I make no … Continue reading I’m listening…
A guy waiting behind me at the gas pump today honked at me. I didn’t know he was there, because I was looking at my phone and trying to select music for my drive to work. I didn’t get mad, because, my bad. I was making someone wait. I was at fault. Had the roles been reversed, with me as the honker and him as … Continue reading Idiots