Seen in downtown Roanoke this weekend. I have a pal out west who exemplifies the maxim, and we were having a conversation about it only the night before. Synchronicity.
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Run!! It’s Five-Oh!!
My dudes, THANK YOU for all of the fun and hilarious birthday messages yesterday. It means a lot to me.
I’m happy to mark my half-century on this planet with such thoughtful friends. 🙂
Photo credit: Ominae, CC BY-SA 4.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0>, via Wikimedia Commons
See you at the Grammys.
So I’m a little bit of a weird guy. I had this absolutely vivid dream the night before last that I was a world-famous singer-songwriter. And I stopped into my old college town of Fredericksburg, Virginia, where all of my school’s deans and professors came out to greet me and invite me over for coffee. I was a celebrity.
The reason I was in Fredericksburg was to record a new version of my latest big hit at a local church — this time it would be a gospel version of the song. (Think of U2’s Rattle and Hum album.) This song, which had been my most popular ever, was called “My Girlfriend Got Eaten by a Gator.”
Here’s the thing — I SWEAR I can remember it perfectly. It’s stuck in my head. I was humming it all day yesterday. If only I knew how to write music, I’d write it down and go all the way to the Grammys.
Update — sorry for not posting a trigger warning for any unfortunate souls whose girlfriends were, tragically, eaten by gators. My bad.
Photo credit: The Howard Gospel Choir performs at Kulturama in Stockholm. US Embassy Sweden, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons
Biscotti!!
Early birthday present from a fellow creative. Writers make the greatest friends. They know exactly what fuel you need.
And these happened along at exactly the right time, as I am making good on a vow to start writing stories again. They are currently helping me to conjure killer robots.
Spillwords Press publishes “An Altogether Different Slumber”
I am so happy today to see Spillwords Press feature my poem, “An Altogether Different Slumber.” You can read it right here.
Thanks, as always, to Dagmara K. and the rest of the editorial staff at Spillwords Press. It’s great fun being part of this vibrant creative community! 🙂
This pun was a Holmes run.
Chatting with a pal on the phone tonight, and there’s this audibly vicious dog with a terrifying, thunderous bark going nuts next door to her. It sounds like it’s the size of a Buick.
Her: “That dog does this every night. It is such an asshole.”
Me: “It’s the Hound of the Asskervilles.”
A look at “Love, Loss and Cardiac Issues”
I am quite enjoying Love, Loss and Cardiac Issues, a 357-page tome of prose and poetry published by Impspired Magazine in the United Kingdom. This is truly a special anthology that was undertaken by the publisher to benefit cardiac research — it features the work of writers whose lives have been affected in one way or another by loss connected with heart disease.
There are more than 70 contributors here (of whom I am one). The authors I have enjoyed so far are too many to mention. I can easily think of several early standouts, however — Rhona Stephens’ heartrending poem “Greeting” is one. So, too, were Peter Magliocco’s “Gazing at the Vandalized Space” and Mark Blickley and Francesca Schwartz’ short story, “Pumped Up For Next Gig.” I really am honored to see my work included alongside that of such talented creators.
This is a great book. I highly recommend it.
HOUSE PARTY.
I tried to tune into “House of the Dragon” tonight, and I was really confused, because it was just this show about a house in New Orleans that was the ruin of many a poor boy.
Turns out I was watching “House of the Rising Sun” by accident.
Tonight’s reading.
Eric Robert Nolan, Author 