Hello, good Thursday, and welcome to yet another weekly edition of my blog, that electronic periodical which so many people find so necessary for their ongoing well-being.
I must confess, this morning I almost didn’t write this blog. I boarded the train, took out my computer, and just started work on my new short story. From this, you can conclude—if you’re as clever as my readers tend to be—that I am writing a new short story, and that I’m enthusiastic about it. That conclusion would be correct. It’s going to be a reasonably short short story, at least for me; after five and half “days” of writing, it’s nearly done, at just a little over twelve-thousand words. It’s not a deep story; there’s no message to be conveyed, as far as I know…except perhaps to be careful, even if you have the best of intentions, because there are people—and <<things>>—in the world that will take advantage of your beneficence, to your cost. But most of us learn that lesson early in life.
In any case, I only started this week’s blog entry after I realized—well into the day’s writing—that I was working on the “wrong” project. Thus, I’ll keep this brief. If that disappoints you, I apologize. If you’re gleeful about it, well, why in the world do you read my blog in the first place?
I must say, it feels peculiar not to be working on Unanimity any more for the time being. At some level, it’s a welcome break; as the old Chicago song says, even lovers need a holiday. Yet, contrariwise, even the most harried of parents often start to miss their children when they’ve been away to summer camp for a few weeks.
Boy, this bag of mixed metaphors tastes delicious, doesn’t it?
The bottom line is that I’m going to need to exert some effort of will to keep from working on editing Unanimity during the month of February. I beg you to help me if I falter!
Of course, as you’ve probably seen, Penal Colony is available for purchase for Kindle, and I finally added an entry here for it as well…though I haven’t yet put it in the “My Books” page, since I’m lazy when it comes to little things like that. I do, of course, invite you to read the story. If there’s anyone out there who doesn’t want to spend the ninety-nine cents, I offer two alternatives. First, Penal Colony—like, I think, all my works—is available on Kindle Unlimited, which means you can read it for free if you use that service. If that isn’t a tenable solution for you, then I offer you this: if you’re really uncertain that you want to spend the money for my stories, long or short, I offer—at least to the first several people who ask—to buy the story for them (or one of my other stories, if you prefer). I would need an email address to do this, since a Kindle story purchased for someone else requires an email to which to send a link. Then, even if it’s your first ever Kindle purchase, you can download the app for free, and see whether or not you like my works. This has the benefit for me of being both superficially generous and deeply narcissistic at the same time; it’s a win-win scenario.
With that, I think I’ll cut things short for this week, adding only that I may soon start hitting a wall of increasing difficulty with respect to Shakespearean quotes for my weekly blog titles. It may seem hard to imagine this being an absolute difficulty—Shakespeare wrote an awful lot, after all. Still, not every line is truly worth quoting, even with Shakespeare (gasp!). Also, I have to find quotes into which I can work some version of the word “blog”, and that can be somewhat difficult. But, well…life is hard. Just know that, if you see me give a post a title such as “Blog Post for February 7th, 2019”, you’ll know that I came up dry that week.