“So, you’re sure about this?”
“Jimmy, seriously, this guy doesn’t faze me in the least.” Lois Lane slid her finger across her Q-Pad, reading her notes as the duo waited on the President.
“Oh, no, I get that. I mean are you going to be able keep your cool.”
“When have I ever lost my cool?”
“Ha.” Lois glared at the young man’s braying laughter.
“Sorry?” Jimmy held his hands up in submission, camera dangling around his neck. Jimmy knew if Lois possessed his pal, Superman’s heat vision, he’d be a goner.
“Anyway, I’ve interviewed Lex a million times; how much different could this be?”
“Well first, Lex Luthor’s a genius, this guy, not so much.” Jimmy ran his hand through hair. “I have a bad feeling he’s going to regret requesting this interview and we’re all gonna hear about.”
“Can’t live in fear, Jimmy.” Lois tapped the young photographer’s cheek. “Especially of guys like this.” Continue reading
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“So, you’re sure about this?”
Attention Women of the United States of America: Do you like being barefoot and pregnant? Do you think the kitchen is the place for you? Do you feel if you must have a job your work’s not worth the same as the man next to you doing the exact same job? Do you like nasty old men grabbing your genitals and then having those same nasty old men making decisions on your reproductive health? Are you tired of all this election crap and are happy this might be the last year you get to vote? Continue reading
I call this an impromptu essay because I had no intention of even writing an essay this morning but this one could not be ignored.
I just read an article about a Christian Creationist group who is Anti-Halloween. They would have us give trick-or-treaters fake money with messages explaining all the sins they’re committing and how they’re going to burn in hell. (BTW you can buy your Anti-Halloween kits and fake money from this group directly. So, yeah, there’s nothing in it for them.) Continue reading
This Monday was my first time watching a presidential debate. Politics has, over the years, been a topic that literally turned my stomach and made me anxious. It still does but I believe this year’s election is a tipping point for our country. We’ve come a long way and despite what some would have you believe the country has made several strides forward. Continue reading
Over on Facebook, author Christopher Rice is celebrating the release of his new 1001 Dark Nights novella, Kiss the Flame. He asked his followers for their thoughts on Romance. I didn’t want to clutter up his comment section with this so I wrote it here for the few people that take a look at this blog thingy of mine.
Hello everyone. Like the post title says, it’s that time of year again. It’s a strange time for me. I love autumn; by far my favorite season. Halloween is and always has been my favorite holiday. Unfortunately I suffer from terrible bouts of seasonal depression. I know there are many out there who get the same way. Whether it be the changing temperatures or the way stores try cramming Christmas down our throats, it gets rough. I try to stay busy with Halloween themed projects which is the point of this blog today. I’m going to try to get some spooky, silly fun stuff on here as much as I can. I don’t know exactly what but I do have a creepy poem I’ll be posting later. So hopefully that will be fun for readers and help keep my mind off the inevitable low moods I can never seem to completely escape.
Quick update on my work in progress. I am deep into the second draft and right now all seems to being moving smoothly forward. My opinion of that can change rather quickly but for now it’s full-steam ahead. I have four very solid chapters finished and am really enjoying the flow of the story. Here’s hoping I remain on this path. Even though it scares me to think about, I believe readers will enjoy this once it’s complete. At this point I’m extremely happy with the progress I’m making, which is a small but satisfying victory in my imaginary book of wins and losses.
For those giving their time to read my rambling, I thank you. Let’s all try to stay strong in the face of the Holiday machine already beginning to gain momentum. It will tear through us like it always does in the guise of pretty songs and rosy cheeks, Hell-bent on destroying us before March can lion or lamb its way in. And we’ll hold on, knowing no matter how rough it gets that jolly juggernaut will not last forever. It will run out of gas, we just have to do what we can to keep our tanks full, or at least a little above that red line that makes the “you need gas” light come on.(Which my dad used to say was just precautionary and you could go quiet awhile before you actually needed gas. And I’d be thinking, no, dad, we need gas or we’re walking. He was a far braver man than I.)