Tempting Article

Have you even been perusing the news, and come across an article with a title like, “21 great pizzas in 21 San Francisco neighborhoods,” and think, “Oh, my god, I could eat a pizza RIGHT NOW,” and then your stomach rumbles in agreement?

Yeah, me, neither.

His Legacy

He always kept a clean house and well-maintained yard. He cleaned his car inside and out in all the seasons, creating a shiny beacon to others. This would be his legacy, he realized, as death’s shadow shaded his light: a clean house, a clean car, and a well-maintained yard.

That’s how he’d be remembered.

Decorating A Pumpkin

Is anyone thinking about trying to use an electric ink pen to create a jack o’ lantern this year?

Yeah, me, neither.

I’m also not imaging the things you could try to do with electric ink pens for Christmas.

Sunday’s Theme Music

Sometimes it just sledgehammers into me: I don’t care anymore.

The hammer swings into me out of weariness, bitterness, and lethargy. I think it’s always swinging into me, but most days, or some part of the day, I can raise my shields and ward off the blows. But then I reach that point where the drums begin from Phil Collins’ song, and I’m singing with it, “I don’t care anymore.” Singing that song releases my negative energy and girds me to begin again.

 

The Marathon of Novel-Writing

No shortcuts can be taken. Even when I try to take them, and the writer within allows it, the reader and editor within reject them. No lazy writing authorized, nor is stopping. Begin the marathon, finish it, and start the next one.

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