Month: December 2017

blowoff

New Year’s Eve

Tonight begins another year.  Hopefully, this will be the year we see the end of Donald Trump as president and return to a sane world, but these things have a tendency to have to reach a breaking point before they turn.  Unfortunately, if humanity’s past is any indication, we can go pretty far before we …

depression

They Told Me I Didn’t Understand

Some things happen divorced of time and space. I have a memory, of which I cannot place the date or location, or even my age, beyond it being likely in my early twenties.  There was alcohol involved, but I was not yet drunk (or maybe I was, I don’t know). Two friends of mine at …

writing

James Bond

I have no particular affection for old movies.  Most are slow, with cheesy effects and plotlines that these days would make us laugh, but for some reason, I still enjoy James Bond, particularly the Connery era. There are things that bother me, of course.  The rampant sexism and near-rapey feel of some his Bond girl …

writing

Book Feel

So much of a book’s success is contributed by its “feel”.  I don’t really know how to demonstrate that, save in calling back to period pieces, where the author is able to pull you into a time and place so completely that you feel as those the atmosphere permeates your very insides. Think Tom Sawyer …

connection

Christmas Eve

I don’t actually believe in Jesus as anything other than a nice man from a long time ago whose philosophy has been badly perverted by greed-and-power structures around the world, but I like Christmas. I’m lucky in that I have a family that is very close and gets along well, without too much in the …

awareness

Early Mornings

I like early mornings, sort of. I like the silence they bring, the quiet hour (or two, if I’m lucky) before the house starts to move and time for work happens. Sometimes, though, the early morning can go fuck itself. Like today. When I woke up at 3:30 to a dream of the police literally …