2020

Blog No. 370

vyjl28jlc8k31It’s the last post of the 2019! Hopefully your family had a lovely holiday (whatever the celebration). If that’s not in the picture, I at least hope it was a good week. But, let’s not dwell on all that. This is the post where I look forward to next year, my plans, hopes, and predictions (even if they rarely turn out how I think). I suppose it’s all baby steps forward. As long as I’m not moving backward (making progress) then I’m doing okay, even if I don’t reach my targets. It’s all fairly arbitrary, but goals help keep focus and (I guess) inspire. I find them helpful. I did a little thinking about what will be in this post, and it looks like there’s going to be a lot of picking up things that fell off this year. I’m going to try to not talk too much about 2019 since I’ll be doing my yearly review in a few weeks, but there will be a little overlap. It always happens. Continue reading “2020”

Eight Days

Blog No. 369

eightcrazynightsNo, I’m not talking about Hanukkah. For those who are celebrating next week, I hope it’s great. For me, the next eight days are my time off. Every year between Christmas and the New Year, my day job is closed. The actual dates fluctuate and since we are a rental facility, there are always a few shifts during that period, but, we are closed for the regular staffed hours. This year, we are closed from the 25th to the 2nd (the 2nd is our de-decorating shift). I have from tomorrow until the 28th before I have to go back. There’s Christmas in there and I’m definitely going to take at least one day to do nothing but play video games with my brother, but the rest of the time is free to work. Continue reading “Eight Days”

A Little True Story

Blog No. 368

img_20180926_093955911I had to go into work on Monday. I usually get the day off and make up for it sometime over the weekend. The shift started later in the morning, so I went for breakfast at one of the places I wrote about earlier in the year. I enjoy taking my time at meals, and I had plenty. The restaurant was empty when I went in. It was a rainy morning and they had some quiet music playing that matched the mood. The songs were familiar, but nothing I’d heard before. I was served right away and sat with my coffee looking out the window at the wet street. Continue reading “A Little True Story”

Attack of the Day Job

Blog No. 367

clonehigh1x11snowflakedayaveryIt’s December and even though I get nearly two weeks off from the day job, it still ends up being the busiest month of the year. Some of that is the regular holiday and family stuff (shopping is the worst, but giving gifts is pretty nice) but mostly it’s the glut of rentals that all require extra work. One of the things I do at the day job that just happened to somehow become my responsibility over time, is building stages and repositioning the theater lights. It’s extra work that, while not fun or easy on the body, is money that I can certainly use. Having to be the one (effectively) in charge of it is the worst, but in the end, it has to be done one way or another, so I may as well get the extra couple of hours on my paycheck. The problem comes when there are three concerts, a recital, and another performance that all require the stage, all require it to be configured differently, and are all on top of each other. Continue reading “Attack of the Day Job”

A Year Worth

Blog No. 365

hqdefaultIt has take nine years (six of which have been weekly) but I’ve reached a year’s worth of daily posts. Does that make sense? 365 posts, 365 days in a year. It makes sense to me. It’s a little reminder of what happens when you just keep plugging away week after week. Sure, if I would have written a daily post, I would have gotten here a lot sooner, but I’m here now and with minimal fuss. It’s become kind of enjoyable (or relaxing) to get them written every week. I’m the kind of person who is not only forgetful, but I get easily scattered when there are too many things in my head. Writing things down is like cleaning out my head. I can focus and I don’t forget (as many) things. The blog has become something like that. I miss the opinion stuff I used to write before my fiction writing started to pile up and become the main focus, but having a record of my progress, and my thoughts and feelings, feels nice. On the topic of progress, I finished the second draft of Broadcast Wasteland. Continue reading “A Year Worth”

The Rest of the Year

Blog No. 364

72736354_100222638075437_4019913892397318144_nI’ve got one more event this year. It’s the Fall Book Crawl, a local author signing event at the Tecumseh Library on November 23rd. It’s a Saturday and I have no idea what to expect except for a bunch of authors (some I haven’t met before). It’s being organized by Tim Gabrielle, an author I haven’t met, but whose books I’ve spotted at Biblioasis. He’s done a good job so far getting a number of authors organized, finding prizes for a draw, and advertising the thing. I’ve been in his shoes a few times, so I know how much work it can be (and how you can never know what thing you do will or won’t bring in the people. Either way, it should be a good afternoon with a bunch of different genres represented and some new people to meet. Continue reading “The Rest of the Year”

The Dark Time

Blog No. 363

tenorI’ve written many times before about my disdain for Daylight Saving Time. It’s stupid and terrible and, sure we “fell back” last weekend, but I still hate it. The think I most dislike about winter (one of the only things to be honest) is how dark it gets so early. With the clocks moving back, the sun starts to go down at five in the evening. By this time next month, that will be full nighttime. I’ve had a parent friend argue that the slightly brighter mornings is better for kids going to school. First off, I doubt it’s that big of a difference (though, I’m either up at seven to get to work or eight-thirty, so my personal experience is not the same and I honestly don’t know). More importantly, though, is my second point. I don’t care about your kids. Sure, I don’t actively wish them harm, but enough of the world revolves around them as it is. (Don’t get me started on school buses). People are legitimately affected by the early nights. What about them? Continue reading “The Dark Time”