I’ll be selling my books at an art fair next weekend. There is always a batch of flies nearby that attack me. It happens every year. They remember me, like how a Velociraptor would.
- I hope everyone had a good Fourth of July. I have to admit that I never really celebrated this holiday until I met my wife’s family. They’re more into barbecuing and fireworks. My family is more into drinking, talking smart, and then maybe watching an old movie. It has taken a few years to get used to the colorful explosions of gunpowder and shredded paper, but I think this last one was the tipping point for me. I was actually excited about things blowing up.
- You know what is a hard thing for me to do? Admit that I’m bored. I don’t know if it is this Midwestern guilt sort of thing, but I have the hardest time simply saying that I’m not interested in a particular conversation, activity, or even person. It has taken years for me to admit that I don’t like something or have no interest in it. I’m pretty open-minded and adventurous about new media, restaurants, or even people, but I’m having a hard time feigning interest like I used to if boredom sets in. Am I getting old? Am I slowly progressing towards my own and true destiny, a crazy old man who yells to get off his lawn?
- I’m getting really excited for my omnibus of short stories coming soon. This is going to be one heck of book. Not only will it have all my favorite tales lumped into categories, but it will also have new material, plus explanations of each story at the end. In a couple of weeks, preorders will be open and you’ll be able to reserve copies. I’m planning on a September release at Crypticon Minnesota, so it’ll give you a whole month to preorder.
- Today is one of those moments where I don’t want to write Monday Musings, cry, sob, snort. I think when I was getting my writing “education” or studying at the U of M, Anoka Ramsey, or North Hennepin, I thought I would just write stories all the time and that would be it. I never thought I would have to blog, market, promote, and talk to people. I think that must be standard for curriculum now with writers, or at least I hope it is.
- Wow, writing a nonfiction memoir about your life is tough, especially when you think nothing interesting has really happened to you like me. In January 2013 I attempted suicide and that is where the story starts. Where I go from there in the plot is sort of in flux, which isn’t usually how I plan things when I write my fiction. I’m starting at an intense point and sort of working backwards to how I got to that moment and how my depression eventually sent me down that icy road to the river’s edge. It is tough stuff. Took years of therapy to understand it and get me to the point where I could write anything.
- I took the plunge and got Toe Jam and Earl: Back in the Grove for Switch to play with my wife. I’ve wanted to get it since I played it on the old Sega Genesis back in the 90’s at a neighbor’s house. I remember loving how whimsical and clever it was, but my friend was too impatient with the levels and we never beat it. I’m not bitter. Not at all.
- Got Netflix again, I need some suggestions on what to watch.
- I discovered Documentary Now. I love it. The Eskimo episode is by far the best.
- I’m going to binge Stranger Things season three this week. Waiting for stepsons. It is a tradition.
- One Punch Man and Attack on Titan are done, probably for a few years. Sadness.
- I’m currently reading The View from the Cheap Seats by Neil Gaiman. Some great stories in there.
- One thing I can never get into from my classical literature days is Howl by Allen Ginsberg. I just recently read a graphic novelization of it. It didn’t matter. I just don’t like it. I feel like some literature professor will curse me now.
- Have a great week everyone. Be safe.