The difference a night of sleep makes. I wanted last night to thump my head against the wall. Either that or break out the red pen and bleed it on a document. I was given a document to review, a training guide to a new program at work. The sales tracking chart the guide explainsContinue reading “On Thumping the Head against the Wall”
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On Getting Away for the Weekend
Yesterday, I took my first weekend off since October and decided to drive up to Lynchburg and visit my brother and sister. Two pretty days for a drive. The weather was been fantastic, and the backcountry of North Carolina and Virginia were eye-opening. I saw mountains again, mountains. One bad thing, no cell phone signalContinue reading “On Getting Away for the Weekend”
On Sherlockian Ponderings
Yesterday going through e-mail I came across a call for submissions to a Sherlock Holmes collection of scholarly ponderings, satire, and pasticherie. I’m not much for satire, I’ve written a few pastiches in my time, and decided, on a lark, to e-mail back the editor with a slightly silly idea for a scholarly pondering, aContinue reading “On Sherlockian Ponderings”
Sunday Morning
The forecasted winter storm came and brought nothing but rain. Good news for the grocery stores–even the rumor of snow clears out their stocks–but bad news for other sectors of the retail community. Last night, at eight-thirty, the mall down the street was a ghost town and I might have been one of a dozenContinue reading “Sunday Morning”
Motivation
Weigh matters carefully, and think hardest about those that matter most. Fools are lost by not thinking. They never conceive even the half of things, and because they do not perceive either their advantages or their harm they do not apply any diligence. Some ponder things backward, paying much attention to what matters little, andContinue reading “Motivation”
Three Unconnected Happenings
The cat–Woodrow–bled in my office chair while I was at work yesterday. The blood is dry, but it soaked into the nylon webbing, and I’m not sure at all how to clean it. Thank you, Woody. I keep a notebook on my dresser, in case I have a brainwave in the middle of the nightContinue reading “Three Unconnected Happenings”
The Words That Won't Write
An e-mail just won’t write itself. For an hour I’ve wrestled with the words. Sometimes they sound pretentious. Sometimes they sound condescending. And it’s not even an important e-mail. It’s just a response on a mailing list. I want to offer my perspective on the subject at hand. Even though I know the point IContinue reading “The Words That Won't Write”
Writing Day
I scheduled myself for the day off and planned on spending the day writing the proposal for an SCE story for Pocket, pulling together the notes and notecards and making some sense of them. It didn’t happen. A work situation loomed. The regional was in the area, and could I come by the store 2-ish?Continue reading “Writing Day”
Going to a Concert
Tonight the Barenaked Ladies and Alanis Morissette are playing at Alltel Pavillion here in Raleigh. I have a ticket for lawn seating. The weather forecast looks promising–clear, high temperature in the mid-70s. Should be fun. Joe Keeton, my old college roommate (currently a debate coach for Bronx Science) hailed from New Jersey, by way ofContinue reading “Going to a Concert”
Vacation and Shore Leave
Over the weekend I attended the Shore Leave convention in Baltimore, Maryland. I started going in 2000 and it has become something of an annual tradition. This year, however, was the first where I attended as a guest, due to the publication of Ring Around the Sky and a story in the No Limits anthology,Continue reading “Vacation and Shore Leave”