Start of new week. Start of some new musings. Emptiness and fullness alternate on the light like an hourglass. I wrote these half in my car while my son’s slept. The other portion while we put them to bed. Always happy to be writing. Always happy to be here talking to you. Thank you for taking the time to read my stories and have a great week.
- Took a little Facebook break this past week. It wasn’t because of anything political or the inauguration. Opinions don’t bother me enough to desert an entire social media interface. I basically wanted to take a break to see if it made me a happier person. It did. Ironically, the final post I made about avoiding Facebook received more likes on Facebook than anything else I typically share. There are many media outlets on Facebook that I follow so I can stay informed about monsters, news, and writing. I missed these, but I must admit, I get jealous when people list-off mundane occurrences in their life. I can’t do that. I don’t know why. I find it egotistical to talk about myself that much or in that manner. A ton of writers do this on Facebook. I’m not sure why this happens. It could simply be a marketing tactic. I just can’t do it. I can barely do these Monday Musings.
- Started to give plasma to supplement my writer’s income. It is something out of a science fiction novel. You go through this factory style process of having your finger scanned, then to a terminal to answer questions, and finally you get your vitals done and your finger pricked. You’re then strapped into a machine with glowing tubes and robotic chimes, which sound like spins in a techno casino. You sit back in a bed and the wall sort of eats you up. I feel like I’m in the cover of some bizarre robot farm from a 60’s science fiction novel. I expected a ton of down-on-your-luck people there, but it was pretty much everyone you might imagine. It is a humbling experience. However, I’m proud of myself for doing something to medically help someone else, and to support my family at the same time. It is not easy.
- Finished the entire Lemony Snicket’s on Netflix with Neil Patrick Harris. It was so fantastic and awesome, I’m sort of in awe of it. I need to get the books so I can read what happens. They’ve been out for a very long time, so I guess I’m late to the party. There are only eight episodes, but they’re told so cleverly, concisely, and whimsically, I will probably watch them again. I love the gothic style of the show, along with the elevated language mixed with realistically paced dialogue. Patrick Walburton is an excellent narrator. I have a solid crush on this television program.
- I’ll be jumping on Patreon this week. I will have some awesome subscription options for people to support me each month. I’ve got a bunch of content that will be designed specifically for all the awesome readers who are willing to float me a couple of bucks each month. I haven’t created the rewards system yet, but I’m excited for the chance. Some friends of mine suggested this option over other crowdfunding sites. It pays to know young people who are all cool and hip. If my monsters had monthly sustenance who knows what I could create.
- I wrote an intriguing piece of flash fiction last week called What the Factory Wanted. To be honest, my motivation for the story was how the current political climate is trying to refocus on manufacturing jobs, even though because of the evolution of technology, they really don’t exist in the same way anymore. People just want to recapture that magic, but with the advent of robotics it might be hard. My friend and colleague the Modern Leper edited it for me and did an amazing job. Check it out.