Tuesday, March 31, 2009

the offer cometh

Day 215 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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So, no real big surprise to those wondering.

Yup, my current employer has made me an offer to exit the cubicle.

Much to be planned and such and there is one niggling snag to work through, but if I so choose to accept said offer (because it will self destruct in two weeks otherwise) my last day for the squating of cubes would be . . .

. . . April 17th.

My that sounds good, now doesn't it.

Of course I may have to go look for a large cardboard box for myself and my family to live in, but no more cube squatting. Ever. Again.

Until tomorrow . . .

Monday, March 30, 2009

duck and cover

Day 214 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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"Mommy, what's that sound?"

"Don't worry dear, it's nothing . . ."

The sky over Detroit was gray and dark, loud whistling roars could be heard from somewhere overhead.

A quick glance at a clock revealed the time to be two seconds to midnight . . . and then one . . .

How's that for a cheery Monday blog post?

All I can really say is - Holy Crap, Batman - I think the Bat Cave just collapsed!

More fun and excitement to follow in the blogs I post this week - you can be sure.

Until tomorrow . . .

Sunday, March 29, 2009

slow start

Day 213 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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to this day.

Woke up around 8:00 - very late for me - and have been moving in slow motion ever since.

The rain outside is like a wet grey blanket, cold and unforgiving.

I’m drinking some hot coffee though which takes a large chunk of the day’s gloomy look away. I’m getting cast fatigue though. The chunk of in-the-way plaster at the end of my left arm is really starting to irritate me.

I hope, once I get a permanent cast put on, it will only be for, at the most, three weeks.

I actually will lobby for one of those removable jobs. It will make many ordinary tasks so much easier to have my wrist free of its bludgeon.

Well, as mentioned in previous posts, typing is a slow tedious process, and so this blog is, of necessity, a short one again.

Until tomorrow . . .

Saturday, March 28, 2009

I dream of tangerines

Day 212 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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I love T-Dreams “The Dream Mixes” and am actually listening to it as I type.

And, like I mentioned before, my posts for a few weeks will be rather short because of the wrist cast getting in the way of my typing though the ergonomic keyboard does help the situation somewhat.

Oh, and the huge news which was to be forthcoming yesterday is, of course, delayed. I should not have to keep you on the hook much longer than next Tuesday or Wednesday . . .

I get to have an Indian food feast tomorrow night - for free!

No, not some shady work perk, but a Suzuki student, of which my daughter shares a teacher, is having a graduation and her mother’s sister owns an Indian restaurant and they are hosting the event . . . and did I pack enough info into that one sentence?

I love Indian food - so major YUM for me.

Also my wife and I get to go on a date tonight because my growing offspring is going to be at a birthday sleep over event.

So, despite the irritating cast on my wrist, life is looking pretty good for the couple of days.

And with that, I’ll leave off.

Until tomorrow . . .

Friday, March 27, 2009

broke

Day 211 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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Well, isn’t this just wonderful – I have a cracked left wrist, and am now typing this with a cast on.

Yes, I finally followed the advice and got it rayed.

I was at the hospital for 3 ½ mill..., hours last night.

I thought typing with a painful wrist was a challenge.

But, typing with a cast on is worse.

So, for the next few weeks I’m afraid you will not be getting a ton of written excitement here.

What a pain . . .

. . . in the wrist.

Until tomorrow . . .

Thursday, March 26, 2009

the gamut

Day 210 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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Wow, it’s pretty incredible the amount of change that can happen in 210 days.

I got some great news from a friend today - which I can’t share.

I have some great news about myself - which I can’t share.

I’m just a big wad of good news in the form of secrets.

My wrist is still causing me some achy pain though - that I can share. If it still causes me pain by next week I may have to go get it rayed.

Back to the point at hand - when I started this Marathon I was working at a company which seemed to be doing okay - 210 days later and, holy crap, what a difference.

More changes on the horizon for sure before I hit 365, which, if you have grade 3 math under your belt, is only a mere 155 days away.

Piece of cake.

Well, off to fetch some more pain relief, and then I’m getting some homemade Kale soup . . .

Yah, you heard right - Kale. Soup.

And, I even like it.

Until tomorrow . . .

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

less pain

Day 209 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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I know, still whining.

I am so glad of this ergonomic keyboard right now though, so I don’t have to twist my wrist as much while I type.

Okay, no more “I’m in pain” complaining.

I continue to slog my way through Battlefield Earth, all 1050 pages of it. I like it though and it entertains - so what more can I say?

I would like to write more today for this blog, but can’t.

And so, another day goes by where you don’t get a whole lot of in-depth Paul Darcy, behind the scenes, life commentary.

Sorry.

I will endeavor to do a better job of information sharing in the days ahead.

Until tomorrow . . .

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

oh, the pain

Day 208 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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My hand is killing me - not like “Evil Dead” killing me, but the usual kind.

The pain killers wore off after lunch today, and then the pain began. That throbbing never-leave-you-a-second-of-peace pain.

Oh, I’m probably all right. Just a whiny guy, you know - it’s not like childbirth or anything, right?

Still, it is damned annoying when you are trying to type like I am now.

So, to ease the pain I’m popping two pain killers and washing them down with a glass of red wine . . .

That should take off the edge.

Until tomorrow . . .

Monday, March 23, 2009

lame old guy

Day 207 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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Gawd getting old sucks - one little fall on the ice and I’m nearly incapacitated.

Yup, oldy here stumbled (after being side-swiped by an old stoned goof) and fell to the ice, twisting my left wrist into a position it was never meant to occupy.

Pain and misery were the result. Good thing I can still type, albeit at a much slower pace - thanks you old coot! And do you know he didn’t even stop and say sorry.

I hope his grand kids hate him.

I was going to do another audio Monday, but the sound of me groaning in agony every other breath would likely be too much for you to bear - and so you get a few written words and nothing much else for today.

Now, I’m going to go find some pain killers and hope they help.

Geez, I can be lame sometimes . . .

Until tomorrow . . .

Sunday, March 22, 2009

keeping score

Day 206 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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Can you believe I’ve been at this for over 200 days?

Reaching that goal of 365 doesn’t seem quite so insane now as it originally had. In fact, any goal which is not completely outside the realm of possibility can be achieved - if you have a will and a plan to make it happen.

I think it is truly sad that most of the human race gets hoodwinked into thinking that reaching for their goals is somehow “not what you should be doing”. Maybe as children we hear the word “no” so many hundreds or thousands of times that it becomes our natural auto-response to trying anything outside the socially accepted “norm”.

I think the majority of us get funneled into what “we should be doing” and lose track of what we “aught to be doing”. Countries and governments thrive on this kind of hive behaviour.

I was not kidding in an earlier post about (2010, the year I make contract) when it comes to my writing.

My “goal” is now starting to take on major significance and it is one I am going to be working very hard at achieving for the balance of this year and into the next.

I attribute Twitter in part for helping me form this unflappable mind-set because I’m following about 30 writers, writers who are doing their thing and selling their wares - it makes me sit up and realize that it (writing novels and getting them published), in fact, can and will be done.

Amber Benson (Tara from Buffy the Vampire Slayer) has just published a novel. Yah, you heard right. Go to Amazon and google her and you will see.

And Bill Shatner, for god’s sake, has several novels to his name. Shatner! If he can do it, there is no stopping me.

Okay, maybe they had star power behind them to help convince publishing houses that they were a pretty safe bet - so what? In the end it’s the story and the writing that ultimately matters.

But I am not so naive as to not understand that writing is a business, and sellers want only those product they can push and make money from. Luckily for me, my stuff is not so far off mainstream as to be unsaleable. I do hope it’s just slightly better than the average though - and (at the cost of sounding like an arrogant twit) I think it is better.

Every once in a while I have to give myself one of these little pep talks because feedback is not always forthcoming from other quarters of the universe.

I have been writing for over twenty years now - that has got to be a good resume for writing success, no?

Anyhow, now it’s back to my writing and book-learning.

Until tomorrow . . .

Saturday, March 21, 2009

11th hours

Day 205 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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of sleep last night.

Feels good to not have to prop my eyes open with toothpicks today.

And, though your comment guesses were good, I will say nothing about what is going on for fear of jinxing things . . . I'm avoiding black cats and ladders this week too - just in case.

On a convention note, I’m waiting to see who the guests are for TCon and the Sci-Fi Expo; both events take place in Toronto this summer, and this time, I’m taking my offspring.

I will only go to one event leaning towards the Expo because it is much cheaper.

Should be a great time. My daughter will be just the right age. I’m hoping for some of the cast of The Next Generation as we have already watched all of that show together.

I haven’t been to a con in two years. And in the past when I’ve gone it has always been by myself - not exactly the most fun.

On a writing note - I’m still on track to have “Typhoon Rising” in agent/editor eye-friendly form by July 1st.

I finished watching “Dead Like Me” too. I felt like there should have been a lot left to go in the series. Now, I need to find out who has the made-for-DVD movie and check it out.

On the tails of “Dead Like Me” I have started to watch “Space: Above and Beyond” and although it may be slightly hokey, it is gritty and I really like it. It came before Battlestar Galactica, and is in the same vein.

Well, as always, much to do with even more to do than before, so . . .

Until tomorrow . . .

Friday, March 20, 2009

in the land of somnia

Day 204 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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Wil Wheaton often writes of insomnia on his blog, and suffering from it.

I, for the most part of my life, have never suffered a bad night’s sleep except for times of extreme stress - and those, I am happy to say, have been few so far.

But for whatever reason (not to be disclosed for another week - sorry), I was up today at 4:00 AM, staring at the walls and generally unable to find the road back to the Dreamlands from the land of Somnia.

Let me just drop this hint - my poor night’s sleep is more from excitement than worry, though I would be lying to say the combination of the two is not blundering around in my mind like a free radical in a ganglia shop.

So, here I sit at 4:30 AM typing today’s blog so you will have something to read over coffee this morning.

Isn’t that just the kind of sacrifice you've come to expect from me here at the Twisted Mind Emporium?

I am enjoying a mug of freshly brewed Kicking Horse organic coffee though - and it is awesome.

That, I suppose, is one benefit of rising too damn early.

You do only need wait one more week though, and all the beans will be spilled right here on this blog table.

Sorry to make you wait.

Until tomorrow . . .

Thursday, March 19, 2009

no more poor excuses

Day 203 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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As evidenced by Eugene’s comment - I’ve been seemingly taking the easy way out on my blogs the past two days.

Let me explain why though, without getting into too much detail - as all will be come clear by the end of this month.

Some tumultuous things have happened recently with the furnace screwing up as the lowest on the list.

No, nobody in the family is seriously ill so you need not worry about that end of things.

Anyhow, these “things” have been messing big time with my mind, less so the body, and I’ve not been able to concentrate worth a damn in the recent past.

All will be better soon - trust me.

And yes, all will be revealed as soon as I know some details.

All of that aside - I’ve got some cool news, as of yesterday, for those pf you on Twitter . . .

My tweet was chosen by Brent Spiner as # 10 on his top ten Tweet countdown.

Out of the original 42 Tweets he picked as favourites, 6 were mine - three times more than any other contestant!

Yes, I feel proud - shouldn’t I? I mean, Frikin Data chose six of my Tweets as his favourites!

Do the math - that means 14.3% were mine (reminds me of my English marks in High School actually . . .)

What does it all mean?

Bugger all, actually.

Still, it’s good to know I gave Spiner back a wee bit of pleasure for all the years he played Data and amused me.

Now, wasn’t this post much better?

Until tomorrow . . .

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

D 20

Day 202 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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But just what is the D?

Dice?

Diamond?

Daisy?

The mystery grows with each passing hour.

And the moon casts shadows on the bones . . .

Until tomorrow . . .

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

so very soon

Day 201 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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I can say nothing at the moment - but soon my droogies . . .

. . . soon

Cryptic enough?

Until tomorrow . . .

Monday, March 16, 2009

March breaking

Day 200 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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Well, the kids are off this week which means I don’t need to rise quite so early for seven days to pick my daughter up from school.

Which is fine by me. I could use some sleep again.

I have a slightly altered plan for this coming March Break week. I finished a short story back at the end of January, and read it for reading night two nights ago. I received a bunch of great feedback and I’m going to take this week to rewrite it incorporating the suggestions.

The sun came out this weekend and the weather is almost acting like Spring. Only a few more days until it’s official.

Well, no time like the present to get a story in shape.

I may even send it off to get published - if some editor will have it.

Oh, and I just didn’t get a chance to do an audio blog this weekend - in case you were wondering about my commitment to Audio Mondays.

Until tomorrow . . .

Sunday, March 15, 2009

structures

Day 199 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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Had a great time last night at our monthly reading night. There were only four of us, but that allowed us much more discussion time on each story read and the art of writing itself.

Without getting into any tedious details, I found the plot and story element discussions afterwards particularly rewarding. I am going to re-write a short story I wrote for last night and read it again next month (with all the changes) for the whole group.

Our group, when all are present, numbers 11.

Not too huge, but not too small either. Just right, I’d say.

If you are a writer and you can have an opportunity to read your work in front of others - I would heartily suggest it.

You will improve your oral skills and get instant feeback on what you wrote.

Well, much to do, and not as much time as I’d like,

So . . .

Until tomorrow . . .

Saturday, March 14, 2009

day o

Day 198 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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(EDIT - through some Technical glitch this post did not auto-post Saturday like it was supposed to so, here it is a day late - blah)

Well I did the sensible thing - I took the day off.

Friday, that is.

Getting up at 5:00 AM (which my internal clock was telling me all week was 4:00 AM) has taken its toll.

To celebrate my wife’s employment, and the end to her courses (4 degrees and scores of extra courses is enough, no?), we went out and had Smithwicks. I had two pints.

Two, wonderful pints.

Sometimes a pint is just what you need to forget about a work week - and who needs billions of brain cells anyhow?

I’m going to be doing another Audio Monday this week but I noticed a curios thing about the last two audio things I’ve done.

Nobody listened to them . . .

Hmmm.

Well, art for art’s sake I suppose, even if Art likes it or not.

Well, reading night is fast approaching and I would like to have something newish to read so I’m off to create.

Until tomorrow . . .

Friday, March 13, 2009

multi tasking

Day 197 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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So, more news on the radio as I drove into the pens today.

Chrysler is saying they can’t operate in Frosty Canada because at a 20 buck per hour more costly rate than Japanese makers they are spinning their wheels.

Well, duh?

Couldn’t see this coming, oh say, twenty years ago?

I wonder what GM will have to say about this since they are in the same leaking canoe . . .

So, Brent Spiner (remember that actor . . .) is having a little contest on Twitter. He is compiling his top ten favourite response Tweets and will then post them on Twitter with his 500th Tweet being done by his top pick.

I wonder is anything I’ve replied to him rates, or merely annoys, him.

Should I care?

And why does this guy have so much time on his hands anyhow?

He is a pretty funny though, and his posts do amuse me – oh, and he played a pretty good android to boot.

And how about that Nortel?

The world is coming undone at the seams.

But I’m going to focus more on funny Tweets instead. My brain just operates that way.

Until tomorrow . . .

Thursday, March 12, 2009

snarl snap

Day 196 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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It took me two whole weeks to get used to rising at 5:00 AM.

Now, with the damn time change I’m right back to square 1; tired, grumpy and feeling tapped out energy wise.

Stupid time change!

I look forward to a couple weeks from now when I’m adjusted to another hour earlier – and my brain can form a cogent sentence that doesn’t sound like a five year old wrote it . . .

As for my novel, Typhoon Rising, (my sleepy brain jumps around a lot) I have about 30 pages left to edit then it’s off to re-write phase. I’m still on track for a June 30th finish.

Then it will be hunting a publisher time.

That ought to be fun, and humiliating, and depressing and then ultimately exhilarating – I hope.

I wish I could go back to sleep for, say, one more hour?

Stupid time change!

Until tomorrow . . .

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

squeaky wheel

Day 195 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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The squeaky wheel gets the grease?

I say, the squeaky wheel gets replaced!

And so I found out yesterday that our furnace is on its last legs. The flux capacitor, phase converter and quantum singularity drive coupling are in rough shape – add to that a leaking secondary heat exchanger and voila, dying machine . . .

No biggy.

Furnaces are only about 5,000 bucks . . .

I’ll just bend over and pull that out of my butt.

Or, maybe I could go to our government and ask them for a bailout package?

It’s only 5 Gs, I mean, Harper’s lunch each day costs about the same . . .

Well, I won’t think more about it. The prognosis is that the old furnace will limp through the rest of this cold season, but come next fall I’ll need to have it replaced.

Just another day in the life . . .

Until tomorrow . . .

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

change time

Day 194 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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I hate it. DST that is.

Why bother changing the time? It’s supposed to save energy or something.

Yeah, okay.

What it does is screw up my sleep patterns.

Remember that getting up at 5:00 AM every day I’m living? Well now, thanks to Daylight Savings (where is the savings?) Time I am effectively getting up at 4:00 AM now.

At this rate, why do I bother to go to sleep at all . . .

And somebody just turned the heat on full blast in the office.

Must be another cost saving measure . . .

Which brings me to viability plans for the auto . . . No, not going to go there . . .

Instead, I’m going to have an hour nap, you know, to make up for lost time.

Until tomorrow . . .

Monday, March 09, 2009

audio Monday the first

Day 193 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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Welcome to "Audio Monday" - the first of more than one, I think.

Topics I cover quickly with no depth, accuracy or research - kinda like CNN . . .

MTV Music Generator
Computers
Logitech Headset
Babylon 5 Psi Corps novel trilogy
Dead Like Me - TV show
Aqua - the band, not the wet stuff.

(Today's mp3 is 1:51 min/sec long and 868 kb in size)

Click Here to Hear Audio Monday

Until Tomorrow . . .

Sunday, March 08, 2009

stay the madness

Day 192 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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My wife is on to me.

As much as I don’t want my work to affect me these days, it’s wearing me down. Try as I might, I find it hard to put out of my mind.

And I know, at an intellectual level, that any worry I have about my job is ultimately unfounded.

So, instead of living in the past or present, let me share with you a day I will be having in the near future.

I will wake early, I’m used to doing that now, and make myself a fresh ground cup of organic coffee with real cream. I head to my lair before anyone else is awake and work for two solid hours on my writing.

Once the writing is done (hence my work day is finished) I reward myself with a computer game for an hour before heading upstairs to attend to breakfast for my family. After my daughter is off to school and my wife is off to work I’ll clean up the house a bit for an hour.

Some of the rest of the day will include chores like laundry or shopping, and some of it will be re-watching favourite shows, reading books, and interneting which will further fuel my mind for yet more creative endeavours to come.

The time before picking my daughter up from school with be brainstorming new projects and getting excited about them for the next morning’s writing session.

In the evening I’ll make a great supper for the family and then spend the night in their company.

That will be the routine. Outside the routine will be going to conventions (where I’ll sign books, of course) and mingle with other creative types. My daughter and wife may or may not attend as they see fit. There will be gaming get togethers with friends as well as our regular reading nights.

No more commuting.

No more stupid bosses.

No more lame-ass corporate slavery.

No more crippling cubicle squatting.

I see the sun coming up on the horizon - maybe an hour later because of the time change - but it will rise on a new day.

Until tomorrow . . .

Saturday, March 07, 2009

anti-whining

Day 191 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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I’ve spent a good deal of time on this blog lately whining about what is going on out there in the world and in here in my own little world.

So, for today I thought I would take a little time and write about all the great things going on in my life and why the future is as bright as a thousand burning suns.

First off, I’m pretty incorrigible. Once my mind is made up to achieve something, only death will stop me. And, as you can see, I’m still very much here.

My writing will succeed. Of this I have no doubt. Will I be a great author, remembered by millions of screaming fans . . . Not likely. In fact, quite unlikely bordering on “what the hell have you been smoking?”

Also, it looks like money troubles will not come my way any time soon. My wife is well on her way to securing a pretty secure job. Nothing can stop my wife either, and yes, she is still alive as well – we have a no zombie policy at our house, thank you.

I also have a wonderful daughter who amazes me every day. She is so damn smart and not even double digits yet. Delusional Daddy, or Impartial Observationist?

I am not really qualified to decide being too close to the subject matter.

I’m happy I got the audio thingy working on my computer. I can regale you (as in nobody – art for art’s sake and blah, blah, blah . . .) with my witty audio blogs starting this Monday. Just think of the eye strain you will avoid should you click on the link and actually listen . . .

I have a great load of computer games (new and old) and machines that can play them. This translates into great relaxation time when I need it – which is like, every day.

I have incredible friends, though I seldom ever tell then so. They just know it, I’m sure. And they are, without question, the smartest people I know – of course, if you know where I work, this will not surprise you.

So, put it all together and I am one very happy camper.

See, inside I’m just bubbling with glee.

Now, get your off my lawn you baggy-panted, lame-brained young Twirps – and don’t let me catch you around here again!

Until tomorrow . . .

Friday, March 06, 2009

lay off already

Day 190 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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Well one car company is shutting down yet another shift in Ontario. Bye bye 1200 more people.

The one I work for still has not released any details on reductions where I am – so I don’t know if I am one of the lucky ones (as in chosen) yet.

I actually think between the poor sales, poor decisions, poor products and poor government – we are pretty much Frelled in the short term.

Maybe not as Frelled as countries that have people attacking Cricket players with grenade launchers and machine guns - but Frelled nonetheless.

I am thinking that I should hear something either this week or possibly next.

Wish me luck!

Until tomorrow . . .

Thursday, March 05, 2009

life on the fringe

Day 189 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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Life seems to be going along at warp speed these days - must be a product of busy, busy times.

My wife is working a lot lately, and I’m getting up, as you know, 5:00 AM every day.

What does poor soul do in situations like this?

Why, load up an old computer game of course, and have at it in the evenings.

The old game I speak of is, Tachyon: The Fringe.

Why is this old space combat/opera game such a hoot? Well, for one, you play Jake Logan. And Jake Logan is voiced by none other than Bruce Campbell himself – and yes, his quips are pretty much what you would expect if you have seen any of the Evil Dead movies.

I just fired this old (okay, maybe the year 2000 isn’t old, relatively speaking) game onto my new XP machine and voila – works like a charm. I cranked everything up to maximum in the control panel and it plays (so far) without a hitch or glitch.

The game engine itself is the latest Wing Commander engine (from 1999 or 2000), but don’t let that fool you. The visuals are pretty darn decent and the game is not impossible to play. Your ship shields and hull are pretty robust so you can stay in those dogfights for quite a while before having to bail.

And your weapon options are many. Each faction, of two you can eventually choose from, has six ship designs to configure - ton of replay value here. Oh, and the missions are not just, go here and kill these people, etc. Much thought went into the missions and how they tie into the overall story arc.

Well done Novalogic!

Overall, I’m having a fun time (ie: stress relieving time) with this one – um, can’t you tell?

Yeah, I am a PC game junkie – so sue me.

Oh, and just in case you thought I was doing nothing but gaming and ignoring my writing these days – well, I have only 40 more pages left to edit before I start on the re-writes for Typhoon rising . . .

So there.

And I should start the re-write by April 1st or so with the goal of having it ready for publisher’s eyes by July 1st

Until tomorrow . . .

Wednesday, March 04, 2009

readers den done

Day 188 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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I’ve been feeling pretty guilty about Reader’s Den this past while. I haven’t posted a review there in over two months now. Carol and I used to post two reviews a week.

Readership has dropped in half, and I can’t blame anybody for dropping the site from their visiting list and never coming back.

I hate it myself when I find a cool site only to have it abandoned. I drop those kinds of sites myself and seldom, if ever, return.

So, what to do?

I could carve out more time to review books again. But, I’m trying hard to finish my novel and get it published (with crossed fingers) by next year. I feel any minutes spent writing a review (which earns me nothing at all) vs. editing my novel (which may get published and sold for cash) and lead to a writing career . . .

. . . well, you can see which road I chose.

So, I guess this blog is an apology to all those who followed Reader’s Den for years (literally, 2 ½ worth) and now find it frozen in time.

It is still out there - like a childhood.

I may one day return.

Until tomorrow . . .

Tuesday, March 03, 2009

of things to come

Day 187 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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I’ve been doing some thinking about this here old blog.

Seems it needs a bit of a revamp (in content) to lure unsuspecting people to its location and pin them there like a butterfly to a board . . .

Er, well maybe not quite that dramatic . . .

I’m thinking of doing some more Weird Science articles again as a sort of regular thing.

Oh, and more audio stuff.

I really like doing the audio stuff - though I have no idea if you, the reader (um, listener) do.

These audio segments will be coming to your ears every Monday.

So, Audio Mondays it is!

It may be in the form of a rambling podcast (me ranting or something), or me reading short stories (maybe new ones not posted) or a tune I create (using el cheapo software) and post. But it will be something to assul . . ., um, entertain your auditory nerves, I assure you.

Just me thinking out loud.

No need to interact, unless you want to.

Oh, and you can suggest things too if you have the urge.

Until tomorrow . . .

Monday, March 02, 2009

Kaylie’s Smile (the audio version)

Day 186 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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Well, after months and months of hollow promises . . .

Here it is!

The solid audio verison (as read by me, the author) of that chilling tale . . .

Kaylie’s Smile (audio version)

It's an mp3, 3.78 MB, and the duration is 8:15 min/sec.

Do enjoy!

Oh, and comment too - if you want.

Good or bad, any comments are welcome - mine are stainless steel, so go ahead and take your best shot!

Until tomorrow . . .

Sunday, March 01, 2009

February goals in review

Day 185 of 365 in the “Marathon of the Dope” . . .

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Well, another whole month (okay a short one) has flown (crept, actually) by and it’s time for me to fess up about my writing and such.

First, on the reading front another six novels fell to my gaze this month. I am well on my way to meeting and exceeding (by a large margin) my 10,000 pages goal.

I did have one started and aborted book though by Elizabeth Moon. After 150 pages I just couldn’t take it anymore. Sorry E M.

As to writing every day. That would be a big positive. I do include this blog as writing every day because, even though there might not be a huge quantity or quality here, it does force me to write something everyday no matter how tired or what state of mind I’m in.

I have been editing my novel, Typhoon Rising, and have gone through about one third of it already. My goal is to have it in saleable shape by July 1st. It will be tight, but I am going to make it happen.

Well, as you can see, despite all my whining this past month I have achieved some pretty good numbers when it comes to my writing goals.

Let’s hope I keep it up and make my first novel sale later this year.

Until tomorrow . . .