Wednesday, December 17, 2014
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
I've been published!! ♥
Yes, really. W00t!!! ♥ ♥ ♥
I am on Amazon, Smashwords, and my publisher's (Riverdale Avenue Books) site. My ISBN is: 9781626011298
Untrustworthy is an LGBT dystopian science fiction book where greed, corruption, gender politics and control are played out on an alien backdrop that's eerily familiar.
I am having fun promoting it and all. Of course the whole thing is a blast.
And on top of all of that is the feeling that Spark has helped, and you have helped.
Confidence helps. Clarity helps. Friendship helps.
Monday, September 01, 2014
I turn 52 tomorrow. This picture was taken not an hour ago.
Yeah, I've gained some back. There's still a ways to go (isn't there always?).
But hell, I'm here.
Happy birthday to me. :)
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
Nah, I don't. I've gained.
But life's been crazy. I still walk pretty much every day but now my right knee keeps reminding me that I'm 51, not 21.
I was just accepted into the Master's program at my school. I'll probably go another 4 years if I keep taking just one class/semester but doing three semesters/year. I love it but I have to be mindful of how my time will be abbreviated if I start working.
Speaking of which, everything I do these days is some form of volunteer work. I get a lot of practice doing what I want to do for money. And I'll see - maybe I can convert one of these little side projects into my capstone project? I don't know; it's too early to think about that.
I also have a 4.0.
Yeah, that's right.
So -- life is full of decent food choices and exercise but my body keeps screaming, "You're supposed to weigh 275!!! Let's get there really fast!!!" And so it's a struggle and a pain in my ever-expanding keister. But I still walk, still lift, and am still trying to drink water and stay within guidelines and all of that.
Lemme tell ya, having been over 300, and having started all of this in my mid-forties is a recipe for this sort of monumental struggle. It's just ... hard.
But I confess I am just too occupied with other matters these days. And it's not like I'm hanging around eating candy all day long. Don't misunderstand, please.
But yeah, this annoying set point is rather aggravating.
Thanks for listening. Enjoy Postmodern Jukebox.
Tuesday, February 04, 2014
Do you recall the last time I blogged?
I mentioned I was going to write a story for NaNoWriMo.
I did. I completed it (over 50,000 words).
I submitted it for a competition.
I received word this afternoon that I won the competition.
I have just sent the signed contract to the publisher, Riverdale Avenue Books.
This is the top of the contract.
Yeah, I'm really doing it.
Untrustworthy is a science fiction story about a society that slowly, inexorably, begins to lose its freedom and experience its own version of a holocaust. It is a tragedy, an LGBT allegory, and a love story, played out against an alien backdrop.
Thank you to everyone who believed in me.
Monday, October 14, 2013
I have not blogged for a good six weeks, and chances are very, very good that I won't be blogging again for another six or more.
Lots of reasons. One of those is that I had been feeling less than optimal, and blogging can be a bit of me entertaining people. The truth was, I didn't feel particularly entertaining. And so the blog sat, as I did other things.
I also didn't have a lot to report. The same few pounds were traded, over and over again. It was repetitive, it was boring, and I doubted anyone wanted to read about it. I certainly didn't want to write about it.
Today, though,, I want to tell you about why I will not be blogging for over a month, and what that means, not only to me specifically, but also as a dieter/lifestyle changer/whatever the hell you want to call me these days.
The difference is that I am going to attempt to do NaNoWriMo ( nanowrimo.org/participants/jespah ) this year. Yes, I am going to try to write a full novel during the month of November, of at least 50,000 words.
I feel it will get and keep me disciplined and focused. It won't be quite so easy to just while away a few hours every day playing Words With Friends or otherwise messing around. I will have to get a good 1700 - 2000 words written every day in order to get there. So that means that messing around is not something that I can allow myself to do. I will need to write.
Fortunately, I already have an outlined plot in mind. I am already thinking and dreaming about it. Dialogue is already forming in my brain. So at least the first few days will be a bit like taking dictation. That's the best time when you are a writer. It's the taking dictation part, where it feels like the characters are just commanding you to get it onto paper or pixels. You listen, they speak, you copy what they said, and that's that.
I am also doing this, and I am telling you, because it is a *scary* thing. Halloween is coming in 17 days and I don't dress up anymore so this is, instead, my scary thing to do.
I don't care if you are a writer or not. But my suggestion to you, my challenge to you, before the end of this calendar year (and you have some 78 days to go) is for you to do something that scares the tar out of you.
Ask that amazing person out. Skate board. Sky dive. Do some public speaking. Hell, do stand up. Climb a mountain. Show somebody your diary. Take karate classes.
Scare yourself. Shake up your world. Be different.
What have YOU done to scare yourself?
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