Yes, after much introspection, soul-searching, and a brief argument with a Magic 8-ball, I have come to a painfully obvious conclusion: I suck as an author. Oh, not as a writer. As a writer, I consider myself to be fairly decent, if a bit slow. I’m no Hemingway or Tolkien, of course, but my Jaben’s … Continue reading I Suck as an Author
I turned 50 in the summer of 2013. It’s a milestone about which I have mixed emotions. On the one hand, I’m very happy—and mildly surprised—to have made it to 50, considering some of the “it seemed like a good idea at the time” actions of my youth. I don’t have any serious medical problems, … Continue reading My Half-Cent(ury)’s Worth
A.K.A. The Best Summer of My Life In the summer of 1982, one of my best friends and I toured with the Sky Ryders Drum & Bugle Corps out of Hutchinson, Kansas. Over the course of seven weeks, we traveled over 10,000 miles and did 33 performances, from Boston to San Diego, and Atlanta to … Continue reading Sleeping in Luggage Racks
Back in the late 80s, I played keyboards and sang in a rock band in Las Vegas. We called ourselves “First Affair.” At our highest point, we were being billed as “The Hottest New Rock Band in Vegas!” Well, the fact that I am now a programmer working on a writing career should tell you … Continue reading Oh Words, Where Art Thou?
Once upon a time while surfing the web, I came across this as a suggested writing prompt: What author’s career are you most jealous of? Why? As I read that, my first reaction was: Why should I be jealous of another author’s success? jeal·ous adj. 1) Fearful or wary of being supplanted; apprehensive of losing … Continue reading It’s Not a Competition. Is It?