The Elimination Process

By the way, there’s mass-shooting you haven’t heard about.  A Sudanese immigrant went into a church and shot seven people, before one of the ushers (who had a permit for his own weapon) stopped the attempted massacre.
Strangely, it’s not leading the 24-hour news cycle, nor is it fodder for the spiritual leaders of our time (Stephen Colbert and Jimmy Kimmel were too busy helping Chuck Schummer propagandize about the need for pre-socialized medicine to address it).  
But in case you were asking yourself, “Hey, I heard that Gunz are Teh Badz.  Why aren’t my leading moral lights telling me about this outrage?”, allow me to go through the Elimination Process that the good folks at Pravda Central …
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I used to wonder

“When will I know I’m a real writer?”

Being younger (and certifiably dumber), I imagined the answer would be something like:

  • Mansion and starlets rubbing coconut oil on my aching fingers.
  • Riots at my book-signings
  • Tabloid reports about my coke-fueled binges on croissants and women of questionable virtue during lost weekends in Vegas.
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(With bonus suspicious white powder)

 

When younger (see above), I was expecting certain kinds of evidence to confirm that I was a “writer.”  The fruits of success would be the proof.

And when those fruits (as I conceived of them) didn’t appear, I was downcast.  I failed to achieve the rewards, and thus I was a failure.

Then, as so often happens when we’re not looking, …

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Gettin’ her SteamPunkGal on

Christina Typewriter

So, I was showing Christina (family friend, budding novelist at 15, assute reader <she loves “By The Hands of Men”>) this beautiful old portable Smith-Corona typewriter I have. She was enthralled…got her inner SteamPunkGal going. And she insisted on using it. She’s down stairs now, typing wildly (two-fingered like the old journalists).
 
Listening to her, I realized I missed that old typewriter sound…it was weirdly soothing.
 
I installed this app on my PC and it has that percussive sound to which I wrote so many plays and short stories.  It’s kind of fun
 
I’m glad I introduced her to the manual typewriter. It makes the act of writing/creating a much more physically involving one. When she goes home tonight, I
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The Wrath of a Righteous Wife

The Rib and I at a family reunion two years ago.

The Rib and I at a family reunion two years ago.

 

Had shoulder surgery last Friday.  I was trying to be tough on Monday and skipped the pain meds, figuring I’d only need those to sleep.

I was sadly incorrect.  When the ortho doc heard my story, he encouraged me to use them.  So I dutifully swallowed them down when I got home.  Damn, what a difference.

So I’m writing this while under the influence.   My son happened to be home from college this weekend, and so he and I spent some time watching movies and chatting, as the shoulder surgery rendered me useless for our usual pursuits (bike riding, getting pizza, that sort of thing).  Tuesday, as we …

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Today in weird

A photographer, I ain't.

A photographer, I ain’t.

 

A few weeks ago, I commented on a book (“The Sword and Shield”), which covered, in 732 pages, the KGB archives that came out with a Russian Defector.  It dealt with nearly 80 years of the USSR’s attempts to influence and coerce.  The scarier tidbits (and there were a lot) covered how Franklin D. Roosevelt’s administration was riddled with communist agents, the stories the Reds planted with the press to derail Presidential candidates (a job the press now does cheerfully for free against the “wrong sorts”).  Assassination (both character and mortal), overthrows, plots, millions of dollars a year to the “innocent” American Communist Party, to say nothing of their insanely focused efforts to steal technology

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Here’s your chance: nominate “right” novels for publication!

As some of you know, Andrew Breitbart famously pointed out that politics are downstream from culture.  I’ve heard folks clamor for more positive entertainment options, not only for our own pleasure, but because of pop culture’s potential power to sway public opinion away from somehow looking upon Progressive (Communist-Marxist-Maoist-Stalinist) Fascism favorably. America has very little time left if it is to be saved.

“How can I help?” you ask. If you are a Kindle enthusiast, you can visit Amazon’s Kindle Scout page and nominate novels by known writers of the Right. In my previous post, I mentioned illustrator and author Kia Heavey, who writes excellent fiction (with a dash of fantasy mixed in) that is pleasing to people with good, …

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Small blessings

I don’t know if I told you all, but last Monday morning, when I was driving home in the dark and the thin fog, just before I turned off the highway, I came upon a very beautiful deer in my lane. I was coming around a gentle curve, so I saw her in plenty of time to slow down. This deer was standing in the middle of the lane, head down like she was eating something off the pavement.

I slowed down and eased up on her…I wanted to get her off the road but not terrify her. She looked like a mule deer, with those big ears. She looked at my very slowly approaching car then turned and

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