Wednesday, December 5, 2018

Flaner Four Block

I’m one of those writers who don’t believe in writers’s block. I don’t. There’s no such thing. It’s not about inspiration, I say. It’s about perspiration. Catchy, huh?

Even so, there’s still some kind of … shall we say, blockage… between me and my next project. It’s not inspiration. Nope. I am sure it’s perspirational.

I am a lazy man. I don’t mean to be, but it’s one of my traits. My life follows the path of least resistance mostly. I got a book out of that philosophy. Three actually. IT’s number four I’m staring at now across the distance of a keyboard and hesitating.

Starting a book for me is a commitment, and who wants that? My wife? Children? Me?

Yeah… that’s a shit argument. Like writer’s block itself.

Once I begin the book, you see, I have this system where I must write a certain amount each day. 1,666 for those of you following at home. The NaNoWriMo number everyone (but me) struggled to meet last month. I edited last month instead of writing, thinking December would catch me up. Yep, that’s how I justified it.

Welcome to December.

I have lots of notes for the new book, outline of sorts, first stories, scenes, jokes (It’s a Flaner novel), but it’s December and once I begin, I can start nothing else and I’ll kick myself if I fail to meet my words, which I won’t.

My classes are over. My presents are bought. My diet is out the window. I should be all set.

So why am I writing this blog?


Okay. Today’s the day. Today, right now. I’ll start Flaner Four. Real soon. Right away.

Once I get started, I know it’ll fly. But damn, distractions are so distracting and I am a lazy man.

Stay tuned.

Thursday, November 22, 2018

Happy Thanksgiving!

I just want to say Happy Thanksgiving to all my friends and fans out there. I am grateful for each and every one of you!

Thursday, November 15, 2018

Autumn morning in November

It’s getting worse. It’s gaining speed. Faster and faster. Inexplicable momentum. Time rushes by me. A moment and then another. Yesterday I was there and that, now it’s this. Here’s a fresh memory but numbered years ago.

Leaves litter the lawn. The tree is so tall, so many leaves. When did they,.. how. When did it get so big?

The days are cooling where last week it was summer, hot and sandy at a beach in Laguna. Grandma there. Aunts that no longer visit. Can’t. Dead now for years.

One holiday no longer bleeds into another. They flash like a strobe light. No time to anticipate, less to enjoy. Here and gone to the next. A gravity fed ride down down down to the end where we all go.

Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New year. Another year. Turn clocks forward and back. It doesn’t help. The rush, the speed, the minutes seconds, the days moments.

I don’t want to be immortal, I just want the time to slow a little, to let me catch my breath, let me breath, smell the perfumes, linger and pause. Pause. Now is okay. Let this be a while. Now. Now is not too much, is it?

It’s gone.

Thursday, November 8, 2018

WHAT IMMORTAL HAND - video essays

Since Blogger has had a problem emailing the videos to you, splendid subscribers, I thought I might collect my video essays into a single post with links instead of embedding in the hopes the information gets out. This will also serve as a menu page for the short videos essay I made about my psychological thriller, WHAT IMMORTAL HAND.


Thursday, November 1, 2018

WHAT IMMORTAL HAND - video essay #4

To round out my video essay experiment, I talk today about the use and place of hallucinations in literature in general and WHAT IMMORTAL HAND in particular.


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Thursday, October 25, 2018

WHAT IMMORTAL HAND - video essay #3

Today I discuss the opening of WHAT IMMORTAL HAND, prologue and first chapter and hook, promises, and clues, for the rest of the book.

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Wednesday, October 17, 2018

WHAT IMMORTAL HAND - video essays #2

A discussion of the second key poem in WHAT IMMORTAL HAND, Kali The Mother.

Kali The Mother

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