I've considered myself a Democrat ever since I first began to understand that politics was a largely dimorphic enterprise in this country.

( WE used to hold these Truths to be self-evident )

I've wanted to write about politics since the ill-fated conquest of Iraq kicked off in March of 2003.

( I couldn't be President )

It seems that it is no longer acceptable to know your history in this country.

( I pledge allegiance to my Flag )

Due to the intervention of certain family medical emergencies, I didn't produce much over the last four days. I managed 121 words on the 23rd, 113 words on the 24th, and 119 words on the 25th. Then I finally gave in to my impulse to rewrite ( Read more... )

Finally sat down and forced my way through whatever it was that was stalling my writing. Even managed to (just barely) break the thousand-word threshold and finished out the current section with a total of 2,039 words. This laster "chapter" of the Backstory may, therefore, wind up running a bit longer than the 4K I projected ( Read more... )

I have struck upon what I think will be the title of the Winsome Donne novel I intend to start after the Danger of Being Me is finished. I'm going to use the incipit of John Donne's tenth Holy Sonnet:

Death Be Not ProudThe material of the poem could provide some interesting psychological aspects for the character. Having survived an encounter ( Read more... )

Like pulling teeth ( Read more... )

Title: Angels Flight
Author: Michael Connelly
Publication date: Jan 1999
Edition: ISBN 978-0-316-15219-8
Publisher: Harper Perennial
No. of pages: 393

Summary: "Bosch is awakened in the middle of the night and, out of rotation, he is assigned to the murder investigation of the high-profile African American attorney Howard Elias. When Bosch ( Read more... )

I finally got back to the business of doing. Last night, I started writing the antepenultimate scene of the Backstory. I managed only 495 words, but because 495 > 0, the night qualifies as a resounding success ( Read more... )

This is supposed to be a writing journal.

My intention in keeping this record was to chronicle the last great push to finish my literary work-in-progress, the Danger of Being Me. I once I estimated that two-thirds of my story was told in the 62,000-word manuscript, leaving me just 30,000 words more to write, or a roughly midlength novella. I ( Read more... )