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Signs Are Everywhere

I'm in the cafe writing, thinking about what I could possibly write for the blog. 
I have a pretty decent session with a story I'm tinkering with and then realize the time. 
I get up to go and just after pushing through the revolving doors, I see this.  I've talked about this before. There's a movie called The Secret. It's very interesting how things can come to you if you just think about them. 
As that story went, I had just finished the movie on my phone on the train into work when I looked up and saw a billboard that said STOP WAITING. 
The movie had just been talking about noticing the signs. 

The really strange thing about this sign, a wooden billboard with the words maybe painted on, was that I never saw it again after that day. 

Very strange. 
It was such a funny occurrence. I couldn't believe it. There was the sign I'd been looking for.
Sometimes we have to see these things to have it sink in. 
So here I am, the holidays are getting close, and I have nothing…

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All Dolled Up With Nothing to Write

What do you write about when you have nothing to write about?

I remember as a kid having my favorite toy. 
When guests would come over, I'd grab that favorite toy and present it proudly. This is my toy, look, it represents what I feel about myself as a kid, and I'm proud of it. 
Of course (well, maybe) the adult never understood all the underlying connotations the toy represented.
That toy would never get used the way I wanted to use it, but I liked it. Loved it. Something about it, as if I could see into the future and all was okay, it was an alright place. 

It embodied something about myself, gave me a brief window into my adult years of thought. 

Yeah yeah, it was just a toy, I know. 
I would look at it and want to play with it, but never have the chance. And when I did it didn't live up to what I thought it would. Of course eventually the yearning fizzled out and new toys were had. 
But that toy was remembered, for the most part. 
I guess just having it was the great thing, kno…

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I Love Hot Sauce

The local convenience store has some great items. Gag items, old school toys--some from even before my days. 

The store was decked with all the holiday goods, even a Santa Claus beckoning in customers. 

He danced and lured and my daughter took a picture with him. He tightrope-walked the curb and we went into the store. 

Enough of that, I needed Christmas lights! Some of my current ones blew out. 

Chocolates and decorations and crazed consumers greeted me.

Ugh, I just want one thing! 

I go to where I know the lights are, where they've always been, of course not until I point out the cooler of the decorations and gag items to my wife like a little kid. 

Everything pulled my attention.

From the cool decorations, to the wild hot sauce concoctions they offered. 

And of course one of the lights I need wasn't there. 

I didn't want to go to the other place further away, plus that place was always packed and crazy. 

We ended up going across the street, to nothing better (and more expensive)…

Holiday Decorations at the Cafe

The cafe where I write sometimes before work has their holiday decorations up. 

Stay positive and keep creating! 



I remember as a kid making snowballs.
It didn't happen too often because I'd lived in an apartment and the snow would have to fall either on a weekend or a school break. But when it did, it was so much fun. I'd roll them and at first it was difficult. Nothing would form, or the ball would crumble before gaining any mass.
Eventually it formed, and I rolled that snowball and rolled it and eventually it grew into the base of a wonderful snowman.

So here's something I was pondering.
Will I find the time to write?
I can't do it as much as I want now because life gets in the way, you're thinking too much about your job, where's the money going to come from for the car repair, food?!
You sit down to write in between all this and you can push out a tiny bit in between YouTube bouts of research (yes, research, that's what I call it!) And you wonder how the heck am I going to ever get things done when I finally do this hopefully for a living?
I think, even if I have the…


Holidays mean many things to many different people.
It's a time to make memories with family and friends, and it's a time for various religious reflection.
It can even be a depressing time of year. To that I say come read my posts, listen or watch the YouTube channel. Gary Buller and I are trying to get a fun show off the ground. You are not alone. There are many other places to turn to. I think of you this Movember.
But what I am thinking about this time around is how the holidays make room for time to write.
It gets slow in the city, and they ask me to come in earlier to work. I go to the cafe before and get down to business with a flat white. 
So good. 

In fact, I'm finishing this post off on site at the cafe. And look what I'm doing when I should be working on my novel? 
Well, time to get to work. 
Talk soon. 

Special Moments

You ever read a novel and notice there are many memorable moments that remind you of things you've went through in your life? Me too!  You can call them anything you want. I was thinking "special moments" this time around. 
A story has many things running beneath it. A theme, sometimes a hidden message whether that being religious, political, or anything else the writer may want to get across without coming out and just saying it, or coming out and saying it, as well.
But there are other moments inside the story. I usually judge books I read based on these moments. 
I love a great ending, wrapping everything up in a way you can not expect. 
But there are those moments in a book where special scenes happen.
These moments happen in music, too. The memorable moments that keep you listening to that song over and over.
I read that you have to have three memorable parts in a song to have a listener have it subliminally in their mind.
Sounds similar to a novel. Except it's the feel…

Lost Intimacy in Movie Adaptations

I was thinking about the differences between novel and movie adaptation. (And I know this isn't always the case, before I start.)

Let me say before I lay out the details that I am talking in a for-the-most-part manner, and there can be a separate category for a story that starts out as a movie and not as a novel.

Lets talk adaptations, though. I'm not thinking about how accurate the adaptation is. 

Rather, I'm thinking about how a novel can get more into the mind of the character/s and paint a realistic picture that rings true to those reading/watching.

While a movie paints a somewhere-in-the-ballpark picture based off of the novel. It's never truly realistic.

Now, there are those movies created initially for the big screen. Those usually ring more true than adaptations. But it seems like movies aren't as equipped to really get into the mind of the characters for the viewer.

This could be because cinema relies on visual over internal dialogue. This is why if I was ever wr…


You come into this world alone, and you will leave the same way. No matter how you want to think differently, the truth is we are alone inside our heads. 

If you think otherwise, you're only fooling yourself. 
And there are things no one else will ever know that lurk inside the folds of your grey matter. 

Things that horror reminds us of. 
Now, for writers, we get to tap into that stuff. The stuff that would otherwise label you as perhaps crazy, or an outcast, to those who don't want to admit to those bizarre things we think about at night as we stare a the ceiling and everything is set free to run wild inside. 

Everyone has these thoughts, whether they want to believe it or not. 
Stephen King touched on it in Lizzy's Story, where her husband went into a place in his head to write stories. She, of course, goes to that place in the book. But that's for you to read about. 
We all have these places inside our minds. Sometimes special, sometimes downright freaky. 
Some can properl…

Bad Endings are Great Beginnings

So I had a blog post ready to go.

I had a blog post ready to go, added to it. I was excited because this was the first Friday Musings I had done in quite a while.

I got to the café early with an extra half hour and an idea of what I wanted to say.

It was something along the line of why Twitter is a distraction to creativity.

So I went to save it, and it seemed as though it saved. But then I must not have published the post. I sent the link and a couple people responded, then my browser failed.

I reset it and when it came back up I noticed something strange, my blog post was half of what I had written.

I had a suspicion and checked the link I’d posted on Twitter and yup it didn’t publish, the link came up dead.

I was furious.

Later I also come to find a Word document I’d been worked on didn’t save the way I thought it would, either. Strange.

Now I’m at work trying to grab a moment here and there and literally none are to be had.

Well, there are a few, I am writing this in fits and spurts. 

But on …

It's Been Awhile

I I know it's been a while. It's been pretty rough at work. 
Trying to fit in writing here and there has been the task at hand.
Speech to text seems to be an ally at the moment.
I'm trying it because there is a practice of reading your work out loud as a method of editing and catching things that don't sound right. With the speech-to-text, done correctly, may cut down on that step.
It makes sense on paper, let's see if it works in the real world. Think about it though. You are speaking, sure like a robot, but still speaking and to some degree will sound like you are speaking out loud.
I am working on a Friday Musing.
I did enjoy the picture and question I used to do.
I have been looking at other blogs and see what's what and a thing I see often is comparing a life experience to something you want to make a point with. Or something in that manner. 
Let's see.
I have been staying away from Twitter, looking at my feed maybe three times a day. It has been great on my mi…

Interpret As You Will

Interpret these words as you will. Some will say to each his own, and there are many ways to tell a story. I agree. But there are many unspoken rules. 


Because they cannot be successfully put into words that will resonate with all. 
I'm rushed for time and want to work on some writing whilst at this cafe before work, but I will say this... 

Writing is like space. There are things out there you can't begin to believe. And sometimes you get it, but it can knock you down other times. 

Some call that being in the zone, but there are basic things that can help put you in place. 

Writers have been regurgitating "rules" for as long as I can remember. Like every word must work and write what you know. 

And while these are sound, if not widely spanning, bits of advise, they leave some scratching their head as to the exact meaning. 

Well, as you go on you do figure some of them out, if not all. 

But all in all there are some basic tactics to keep you in line. 

Everything must…

What? You Want News? Well...

Well, the only news you'll get here is about horror and thoughts, writing, maybe a little tech. 

While current events may slip in here and there, it will never seem as though the thoughts are coming from one side. 

If you are reading this, I feel sorry for you. lol. 

Just kidding. 

If you are here you either have seen me on Twitter, or have seen one of my billboard posts I put out with certain posts, or maybe you've caught a short story or two of mind out there in the internet. 

Maybe you just want to have a different point of view, or want to know there are people out there who think the same things as you. 

Some want to just connect. 

But I hope that when you come here it is to escape. 

As with my writing. I want to create an escape from the world. 

While I don't have a lot of writing out there yet--it's coming, I promise--I can say that when you come here you will have an escape from thoughts and hopefully will be entertained. 

Remember, these are my thoughts and sometimes th…

Damn the System!

Ugh. The wonderful day job. 

It's like an update to a game system that knocks out homebrew games from being played on it. Or Apple not letting you side load apps. 

People find a way. Sure. But still. 

But back to the day job. 

You see, they always find a way of screwing me over with my writing. Alow me to explain. 

I work hard. Probably more than a lot at my place of employment. But I work fast and when you work fast your employers will usually try to milk more work from you--of course with the same pay. 

On top of this, I've seen others perusing websites and surfing retail outlets very often. 

You see where I'm going with this? 

Good for them, but I'm only jotting down some notes, or reading here and there, and feel guilty? Well, that's so.... You know what I mean.

I get my work done and done well. 

But there is lways a new way to stop or block me from doing my thing, or so it seems. 

On of the many is Word documents were blocked without putting external. OK. Fine. Then they…

Always the Right Time

Sitting here for a quick moment getting something done. Then I have to run home and work on a few things. 

While I'd rather be living life than working the day job, I still need to find time to get some writing in here and there. 

OK, off to the next place. The next task. The next writing session! 


Horror Is Not A Joke, Right?

It's time to step up the game. Horror is not a joke, to me at least. 
From from time to time a situation comes up where I am asked what I do. The reaction is what I'm afraid of. 

There's the day job, yeah, but I don't consider that my career--my dream, I put that lower on the list. 

I drudge through the day job to give me time to write, to create, but writing is what I do. Creating. 

Of course when this is brought up, the inevitable question rears it's head. 

"So what do you write?" 

"Uh, horror." 

"Say that again-" 

"Horror, like scary stories--sort of like Stephen King, you know?" 

Who doesn't know him... 

So it can go in two directions at this point. Either they like "scary stories," or fake a smile and nod and try to find something nice to say. 

"Oh, yeah! I love Stephen King." 

Of course they do. 

Not impressed huh, thought I was an academic writer, literary perhaps?

Well, let me tell you, horror can be all tha…