Ghosts of Halloween Past

Blog post No. 467

knoebels-hallo-fun-sign_54_990x660I have a terrible memory. Which is funny since a lot of my posts over the last few years have been about me looking back on my past. But really, outside of a general vague sense of my childhood, I have a handful of vivid memories that stand out. For some reason (or several reasons more likely) a number of those memories are about Halloween. Sure, Halloween is over, but I’m on a roll with these posts about my personal past and I hate how the minute November starts it’s somehow Christmas season already. So I’m dragging my feet and trying to keep October alive for one more week. The biggest reason is likely that I love the holiday. I’ve loved it ever since I was a child. It was like Christmas but without the obligations. Halloween is a real holiday for kids (and drunken adults, I suppose). Continue reading “Ghosts of Halloween Past”

Writing To Music

Blog Post No. 465

2020-06-11-imageI’m no musician, but music has always played a big role in my life. I really struggle when I don’t have music playing when I sit down to write. I’m sure I’ve mentioned many times that some days I spend as much time choosing what to listen to while I write as I do actually writing. A few times when Adventure Worlds was getting started, I would forget to bring headphones with me when the group got together to write. It seems a little pathetic, but I would really struggle on those days. Eventually, I bought a cheap pare of earbuds to keep in my backpack so that I always have some when I go out writing. (Not that I’ve been able to do that for some time). Continue reading “Writing To Music”

After School, Before Dinner

Blog Post No. 451

giphy-3I have a familiar feeling that lives somewhere in my bones (or in quiet places of my brain) that hits me every once in a while. The feeling comes whenever something triggers it, but it represents the time of day between about 3 and 6 pm. It’s a time that doesn’t mean much to me now, but back when I was in school, it was the time between being let out of school and before evening (usually around dinner time). Sometimes the setting sun triggers it, sometimes it’s the smell of a wood fire on the crisp evening air. Sometimes it’s as silly as having Poptarts for the first time in a number of years. Continue reading “After School, Before Dinner”

Stories that Stay with Me – Two

Blog No. 396

tumblr_nvcg9yzycw1sh05g3o1_500Back when I was in high school, I got into the habit of spending hot summer days in the basement sitting on an old couch and watching movies on my parent’s first VCR. It was a huge grey beast that cost them something like a thousand dollars when they bought it. Years later it was relegated to the basement with the same old TV from the blog I wrote about watching Aliens with my dad. My parents also had a huge library of tapes (several hundred at one point) and I had many of my own. I would sit on the couch, running to the chest freezer to grab popsicles or freezies and watch movie after movie. One day I watched Blade Runner. I don’t think it was the first time, but for some reason, that watch had more impact than the others. I was in the habit of watching the credits back then, and at the end of the list of names and titles was a line of text that said the movie was based on the book, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep by Philip K. Dick. Continue reading “Stories that Stay with Me – Two”

250

Blog No. 250

surprise-bags-9Hey, look at that number right above this sentence. That’s 250 weekly blog posts and all but about ten of those have been in a row. When I first started this page, I had no idea what I was going to do, where I was going, or what my writing future would be. I wanted it to be something big, but it was all wishful thinking. It wasn’t until a few years later that I actually decided to take writing seriously and the blog had been ignored. Part of the reason I initially stopped was because I had gotten sick (and that lasted a year) but mostly it was because I didn’t have a vision. Now that the focus is on writing and the routine has been built, the weekly posts seem natural. Really this is about 240 in a row, but those original posts are still way at the bottom (if you ever want to read them). For now, I think  the rest of this post is going to be a grab-bag because I have a few things to talk about, but none of them are big (or really well thought out). Here we go. Continue reading “250”

School is Cool

Blog No. 231

3-school-of-rock-quotesI just had another school visit at the start of this week. I’m not sure what number that one is, maybe five, maybe more. I do know that every visit has been drastically different from the last. Some times the kids are super excited and at least some are interested and engaged (the others are just happy to not have math to do). Other times it has been like reading to a painting. No interest, no questions, no excitement. The teachers are exactly the same. Some are just happy to have a distraction for the kids so they can desperately try to catch up on work, others are just as into it as the kids. I’m not making judgement calls either way. My very limited experience in teaching has taught me that every school, teacher, and class is different for a multitude of reasons and most people are doing their best. I’m just lucky enough to have the opportunity to go and spread the good word of books. I even get invited back sometimes. Continue reading “School is Cool”

Under a Pile of my own Doing

Blog No. 230

south-park-season-4-episode-9-1-8bf0The other day I was listing off all the things I had to do in the next couple of months to my friend and my brain almost broke. I know I have no one to blame but myself, but I had to go on an overnight trip to get far back enough to see it all. And that’s not including editing Pilot (which I haven’t started) or my day job. I’m starting to get a little stressed out. Easter was a nice distraction, but come hell or high water, this week has to be one where I work until my fingers fall off. It may be a struggle though, because I’m working every day already. I’ll just see how much I can get done after dinner and before bed. It’ll be like having homework again. Thrilling. Continue reading “Under a Pile of my own Doing”

Something, Something, Events and Guest.

Blog No. 228

17504569_660922980761336_8939024063343116940_oSyndicon is over (for another year) and man, did I have a good time. There’s something about having that lanyard around your neck that says guest on it to make you feel warm inside. I’m convinced that being a guest made the day go by more quickly. That, or watching all the cos-players taking goofy pictures across the aisle from my table. As for sales, the rising tide of comicons in Windsor, tied to the fact that No Light Tomorrow is starting to get saturated in this market made things a little tough. It’s no fun seeing that hard work and proactive thinking of the folks running Syndicon fall to a crowd that is getting overwhelmed by options. I think they have a few tricks up their sleeve for next year though, so I’ll continue to wait with bated breath. Continue reading “Something, Something, Events and Guest.”

Time to go to Many Events

Blog no. 207

hqdefaultI’m worried that I’m going to mess this one up and forget something, because I seem to have a lot of events on the horizon. Often I’ll go to one or two a month (I try to get at least that regularly) and sometimes an opportunity arises and I’ll take on a third, but this is starting to get exciting. Events are being planned as far out as February, which seems farther than it actually is, but that’s still only four months. Plus there may be one or two private things happening where it’s an event for me, but you aren’t invited. Continue reading “Time to go to Many Events”

The Dying Days of Summer, The Birth of Autumn

Blog No. 197

This morning, while I was driving to work, I noticed a smell, and it wasn’t the sewage treatment plant I pass on the last leg of my journey. I was driving passed a beautiful wooded area (I’m lucky to have several small ones near me) and the air turned crisp. It didn’t last very long. By the time I was pulling into the parking lot (desperately searching for one good song before turning off the car and heading for the building) the sun was chasing the freshness away. We’re reaching an interesting time in our seasons, the transition into my favourite season. The mornings are going to become cooler and more invigorating (for me I suppose if you’re one of those people who can’t get enough blazing heat) but the afternoons still hang on to the summer sizzle. I never know how to dress, but at least I feel more alive for the start of the day. Continue reading “The Dying Days of Summer, The Birth of Autumn”