Month: September 2018

Tuesday’s Theme Music

“For the Love of Money” by the O’Jays was released in 1974, the year I escaped high school by way of a bar of soap carved to look like a diploma. Like a zillion other people, I immediately took to the song’s funky sounds, hip lyrics, and the message that money corrupts. I started singing it then, and I still sing it now.

For the love of money, people will steal from their mother
For the love of money, people will rob their own brother
For the love of money, people can’t even walk the street
Because they never know who in the world they’re gonna meet
For that mean, oh mean, mean green
Almighty dollar, cash money

h/t to genius.com

It seems like this song is more relevant today than it was over a quarter of a century ago. If you don’t have money, you have to get it, and if you have it, you hold onto it. If you have a lot of it, it becomes a disease to hold onto what you have and get more. Money inspires corruption, power, selfishness, and greed. It’s a simplistic take in a complicated world.

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Floofen

Floofen (floofinition) – a housepet who commit crimes, often involving food, toys, or escaping.

In use: “The floofens worked together as a team. The dog distracted the people while the cat pulled food off the table. Both shared the spoils. Pizza was their favorite. Pizza was never safe from the floofens.”

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Tommy Said

Be open and self-aware, find your process, and persist. My writing process involves walking.

BTW, that’s not Tommy Orange running in the photograph.

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Monday’s Theme Music

It’s strange of me to be streaming Paula Abdul. It’s not the musical style that I normally stream.

I enjoy the poppy and catchy song, “Straight Up”, but the song also inspires me. The way I remember hearing it — and this may have been from Casey Kasem on American Top Forty — Paula was working as a choreographer and trying to make it as a music star by recording at night, after work. She heard a demo of this song. While others didn’t think much of it, she heard something, liked it, and made it work. Others didn’t believe in her, but she believed in herself. It became her first hit.

That’s what all of us need: to believe in yourself.

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Metafloofics

Metafloofics (floofinition) – discipline of floofosophy concerned with household pets’ fundamental grasp of reality, or what reality they might be living in.

In use: “The question before the hypothetical household court was one of metafloofics. They’d debated before whether the dogs and cats adhered to the same principles or reality and existence. Mark had a strong feeling that the cats did not, and he was starting to believe they were influencing the dogs.

“That, frankly, disturbed him.”

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Sunday’s Theme Music

This is a hopeful song streaming today. “Love Will Find A Way” by Pablo Cruise (1978) is about experiencing the betrayal and heartache of lost love, and the wonder whether you’ll ever find love and happiness. Some don’t try, once they’ve been burnt. Others think that love doesn’t exist or matter, and more settle for a safe zone of living with another that you sometimes love, but sometimes hate. A few, though, never find love, and an’t sure about what they seek.

 

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Sunday’s Bumper Sticker

This bumper sticker pulled me in because I just finished watching “The Almighty Johnsons” series on Netflix, and Ullr (Mikkel/Michael) was attempting to rule.

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Philip Said

I used a foggy background for this quote because I think the quote illuminates the fog of writing. It’s applying your experiences, and things others describe to you, to imagine another’s experience to tell a story.

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Saturday’s Theme Music

Someone shared this vocals & guitars only video of Queen on FB. I enjoyed it and thought, let’s share it as today’s theme music.

Hope you enjoy this recording of Freddie Mercury and Queen performing “Killer Queen” as much as I do.

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A Good Day

Today was a wonderful editing and revising day, mostly because there was little of either required. It’s a good day, I thought.

Having a good day feels like a reward. The bad days must be endured, and they often end up being productive. I mean, by a bad day, a day where I feel tired, depressed, and flirt with thoughts about not writing ever, ever again.

I know, though, that the writing on good, bad, indifferent, and mediocre days isn’t likely to be any different. Bad days mostly refer to my attitude before I start writing, editing, or revising. Once I start and my focus is on my writing, my attitude doesn’t matter.

For all that I know, what I read, edited,and revised today could have been written on a bad day. There’s a good chance of that being true, because I covered almost seventy pages today. I generally write one to two thousand words a day, which typically amount to less than ten pages, depending on dialogue and density. I probably covered a week to two weeks of writing, so there were probably some bad days in there.

Now I’m done writing like crazy editing like crazy. Time to go do other things, like eat.

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