I Wrote A Book!

Some time ago a man said to me, “under-promise and over-deliver.” Those were the ¬†words that I constantly heard in my head as I finally began writing my own book.

To summarize as quickly as possible, I have wanted to write a book since I was 9 years old. I still vividly recall the first, less than a page long, short story that I wrote in the third grade. I recall it so vividly because I was certain it would propel me to stardom, never mind that I hadn’t bothered to publish it, write a second draft, edit for grammar etc… My point is, being a shade under 30 years old and having made no more attempts to write a novel since my third grade failure, I decided to knuckle down and write.

Starting January 1st,  2016, I made it my daily mission to put real effort into completing a novel of my own. I did not set out to write the great American novel, nor did I set out to write something famous, I set out to write a book. As of April 28th, 2016 I am happy to say that not only have I written a book, but I have now completed my second draft and will shortly be sending the book off to an editor for review.

I can say confidently that I had no idea how much work would go into writing the first and second draft’s of my novel, but I know damn well that my real work is just beginning. AS I am planning to self-publish the novel in various online platforms, I still have to create and finalize a cover image, secure a copyright, lay the groundwork for a small marketing campaign and so on…

The reason I wrote, and have always wanted to write, a book can be summarized in one word; inspiration. The movies, books, songs, and plays that have populated my imagination since childhood have woven a spell of inspiration in my mind that transcends enjoyment and calls for me to create. It may have taken me 30 years to discover how to respond to the calling, but, as they say, “better late than never.”

Check in through the coming weeks as I unveil my progress in finalizing the book.


Media Maelstrom, Or Short Reviews Of Many Things

There are times in which I like to create media, and there are times in which I like to consume media. A particularly cold winter provided me the perfect backdrop for consumption, and i’d like to share my thoughts on those things. AS opposed to my usual breathy and in-depth expose on the things I have been up to, I’ve decided to distill my opinions to mere sentences in an effort to say a lot in a little amount of time. Click the video below to hear my thoughts about the books and films that have populated my mind this winter.

Passionately Perplexed, Persuaded

“Have you read anything recently?” she asked in a tone that piqued the zealot in me. I responded with bravado and a confident smirk while confessing to having finished a book the night prior. Her face became a picture of pure disappointment and I became as confused as a toddler that stumbles into their parents’ bedroom during “alone time”. Was not this question generally intended to invite a literary conversation? Surely the woman had meant to tout a new love of a tale freshly plucked from the orchard of histories accumulations. Yet, there she stood, looking as though I had insulted her in some way. From the bag she carried with her she produced two novels and the veil of her discouragement began to lift.

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The books were bordered similarly, though not in a way I had ever seen. Closer examination revealed the cover art of each particular novel to be miniaturized within a distinct border that declared these books were printed for the purpose of someone reading them. Most assuredly you are thinking something along the lines of, “of course, dumbass”, but there was a deeper meaning intended. By whatever trick of fate, until that moment I had been criminally unaware of an organization/campaign known as World Book Night. This campaign is dedicated to spreading the love of the written word to those among us who are non, or light, readers by handing out over 500,000 free novels each year on the 23rd of April, William Shakespears day of birth.

In truth, the woman who held these books was upset that I was already a literary aficionado. Her affiliation with the organization afforded her and her husband each 20 copies of their chosen novels to dispense among the public, especially to those who have so abstained from the company of a novel. Though not her deeply desired recipient, I was able to help her find solace in the fact that the copy of Kitchen Confidential she sought to enlighten with would fit perfectly into my self-promised exploration of non-fiction tales. Her confidence in her mission restored, it was my turn to take on an incongruous expression of malaise. How the hell, in 27 years, had I never heard of such public efforts on behalf of books!

This post is not about being recommended a book, but rather my shame and embarrassment in the light of an entire section of the populace that was and is currently heralding something I claim to herald tirelessly for. In the two days since I have learned of the organization, their efforts, and seen their stalwart volunteers in warm flesh I have made it a goal of mine to make known this organization and its purpose. Books hold a unique power to shake the foundation of our very understanding, color our world with lights we never knew existed, help us peek into the annals of history, and educate us in order to harden our resolve against any large or small task that may befall us. There exists a network of individuals who dedicate their time to making sure more people understand that today than did yesterday. For my part, I’ll make sure more people know it April 24th 2015.

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