Monthly Archives: October 2022

What’s a Normal Day Like for You?

What’s a normal day like for you? If you’re like the majority of the country, and I imagine you are, it goes pretty much as follows.

You wake up in the morning to the sound of an alarm clock. You start your pot of coffee, put something in the microwave, possibly turn on the blender and then, scarf down your morning meal in front of the television, absorbing the first-edition of the daily news amidst here a ding, there a ding everywhere a ding, ding.

After your shower, shave, and shampoo you move through a plethora of beeps, rings, boinks, and any other sounds you can imagine emanating from numerous devices.

You slide into the front seat of your automobile. During this period, there is no telling the many different devices that will utter some type of noise in order to start, stop, or maybe even self-destruct.

As you drive to work, another wave of noise pelts your eardrums, as you chime in singing to familiar songs on the radio.

You arrive at work, begin the shutdown process of your vehicle, and leave the garage with the final beep, as you set your ride’s alarm so no one can steal your point-from-A-to-B baby.

You trudge through eight hours of work, bombarded with every start, stop, paper-jam, beep, click, bonk and pludge sound available at this point in time.

Let’s face it. We have become so inundated with every sound available in the hearing spectrum pelting our brains day-in and day-out.

One day silence is going to hit us and we are not going to know what hit us (what you have just seen is redundancy in action). They used to call it noise pollution, now I guess it’s what we would term the norm . . .  just saying!

Well, if I don’t know anything I do know this. God loves you and is with you no matter what. Have a great day and give a shout out to the one who created you. He’d love to hear from you!

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Everywhere we Look, We Find a Faux Pas

Everywhere we look, even places that we choose not to look and places that for whatever reason cross our path, we find a faux pas.

We find big faux pas, small faux pas, medium sized faux pas, and big honking mother-lode sized faux pas.

Now, you know the many faux pas that have occurred in your life, and it goes without saying (even though I’m saying it) that you would rather keep these on the down-low. Who knows, maybe you’re an international spy, and the KGB is just waiting for you to resurface, so you can be placed on ice.

Of course, there are less important faux pas we run into every day. Some, we even view without knowing what we haven’t seen.

Take for instance, things that transpire on the silver screen. In the 1960’s, on the comedy series, Andy Griffith, why did the jail cells have no bathrooms? In the lack luster conclusion of the Jaws movies, why did Michael Caine end up in the water and then, immediately climb back on to the ship wearing a dry shirt?

In my case, and the only one that really matters to me as an author, and something I check to see if it’s present, is continuity throughout the book. For example: I can’t have a character named George who is murdered on page 126 and then, turns up on page 286 buying tickets for a matinée.

How ever you try to spin it, mistakes are a part of life. If you never make one, then you’re not doing anything.

God Bless and have a Great Day!

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I Have a Menagerie of Creatures in the Books I Pen

I have a menagerie of creatures in the books I pen. They range anywhere from reptiles and amphibians, to avians and those with mammalian characteristics. Reptiles may be covered in fur and sea creatures don feathers along with scales allowing them to soar below and above the water.

Alternate beings emulate insects, arachnids, or bug like organisms with attributes from both.

These beasts abide undercover, underground, underwater, in forest-lands, wastelands, ice, fire, space, and hover in the air for a lifetime.

They lie dormant, they lie in pieces, they’re invisible, and some are made from the strongest substance in the universe.

Some are a quarter of a mile tall, while others top out at a quarter inch. Most are carbon based; some are based on silicone and extract oxygen from rocks.

These creatures run the gambit, from high intelligence with articulate speech to dumb as a ten-pound box of stupid.

Occasionally, a biped will cross the line of time and secure its place in an alternate dimension.

What it boils down to is I have control over those who dare cross into my domain as an author. Might sound pretty cool and in a way I guess it is. Even though my domain is a mighty small place and growing smaller every day, I’ll let you in on a secret. It’s smaller than you think, more like minuscule and contains enough power to rival a dehydrated drop of water.

Have a great Monday and while you’re at it have a better Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. . . if it doesn’t slip your mind slide Saturday and Sunday in to the mix.

Take time to reach out to the true creator of all things. He loves you more than you know.

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