The Music of Life

When I attended college, I studied music, and they required that I take several years of fundamentals or Western Classical Music Theory. The essential thing was this. Music is a result of organized sound, and…

I Love Writing!

I’ve been watching all the posts on Facebook and Twitter with pictures describing the frustrating life of a writer. I have to say, I can identify with most of the frustrations. Stereotypes have a way…

Life at our house

Well, breakfast is over, and boy it was about as fun as a kick in the scrotal sack. Between getting the cereal, eggs, milk, applesauce, mopping spills, and the hunt for silverware, it was exhausting….

Get Up Off Your Ass!

We have had a vast job facing us for two or three weeks now. We’re working at training our kids to keep the house clean. A clean home is almost impossible. This is a continuous…

Confusing Things

It’s school time and time to work on a different schedule. Everything revolves around the kids’ school schedule. They all wake up early, but not quite as early as me. It’s my job to make…

The Villain of Infamy

Have you considered how important the antagonist is to a story? A good story needs a bad guy, or girl, as developed as the protagonist. It takes continual conflict between the two throughout the story….

Youngsters — Go Figure

Today has been frustrating, the kind of day that raises blood pressure and makes me have trouble seeing. Not the kind of trouble like in a spell of inebriation. This is more like my eyes…

What?

This last week had one of my favorite holidays. I love the fourth of July. I can feel the electricity of the day as it builds to the end for the climax of expended fireworks…

God Help Me

The last couple of days have been pretty raw for me. Everybody has those hard to get through days, and I suppose the last couple of mine could be described as such, but damn. Yesterday…

It’s a No-Brainer

How many out there like to read? I think it is one of the best things a person can do. When a person scans the printed word magical things happen, and I’m not necessarily meaning…