Since the episode in the Kroger parking lot on 4-Times Fuel Point Friday this past week, I’ve purposely stepped out of the role of that guy pushing the cart and frozen in place by an unknown voice that speaks in his head. That piece on Friday is leading me to a story that has captured […]
Category: Rants, Random Thoughts, & Ramblings
A bold decision prioritized an early shopping mission at Kroger’s on 4-times fuel point Friday over sitting in the recliner and catching the news after breakfast. But I met the challenge and encountered a busy parking lot…already…on a Friday. It must be a post-apocalyptic ripple from the total eclipse last Monday. The lot felt a […]
After 13 years of maintaining a professional blog that tracked with the latter third of a 35+ year corporate learning and development career, I struggled with walking away. How do you abandon thousands of hours of training content, articles, and knowledge-sharing posts on a blog that define a documented trail of who you were, what […]
Untethered – Prologue…sort of What this little brain fart is, or at least was, about when I started writing this morning is kind of off the leash, and that started when it dawned on me that I’m slowly building a readership…by finding two new reviews this morning about Dreamscape that sadly track with a dose […]
The gloves came off…but it was a challenge from the jump. I managed to bob and weave against the ropes and never took a direct shot from the sauce or the burrito.
Not sure how this is going to go. I have concerns that there is more to my feeling that AIMEE and my Muse are closer than I might want to think.
That was yesterday, yet here we are again, and She’s flirting with another idea for Book Five about sourcing an organic-like humanoid vehicle for AIMEE. Her eyes say She’s flirting with an idea, but I’d call it more like stalking an idea.
She seems so much taller, and I so much weaker…when she’s ten feet tall…like Alice.
Shit…I AM down another rabbit hole. She’s not real. She’s in my head. Another left turn to procrastinate, not getting to the story I am supposed to be writing, and this shit pops into my head… recalculating…
Stupid shows up in many of these stories and represents numerous missed opportunities for the Grim Reaper to have taken me out years ago. He is either incompetent, or I’m just damn lucky to still be here, still writing stories, still lying, and still embellishing the truth to add color and interesting commentary.
I only ask that you do not judge me, as I’ve already earned an express ticket straight to hell on my own for one enhanced truth you’ll read about shortly in “Possom Wars.”
For my LinkedIn family and blog followers, I would love to have you with me on this journey to offer feedback on short pieces of what I write. This short piece today is the first draft of a Foreword. In return, I will provide a copy of the book at no charge when I cross the finish line. Drop me a comment with your email addy, and I will build a list of 50 travel companions.