Playing Hookie

Today I’m playing hookie from the blog and keeping online presence light otherwise.  It’s a beautiful sunny day in fall; if older son makes it into medschool next year we won’t have him around next fall, and so we’re going off for a family thing.  And when I come back I’ll edit some stories to put up on Amazon.

I don’t know if I told you my plan to put a short story free a week (well five days) on Amazon from here to the end of the year.  These will not be old stories or collections, but new ones I’m putting up and taking free to launch them.  I have no idea if it will work — as I hope — to broaden my readership, but I’ll try it and let you know.

I also want to see if I can work on setting up the zazzle shop this weekend and associating it with this blog.
But for now, I’m playing hookie.  Gone fishing.  (Only not really, because I’m not fond of fishing, though son #2 is.)

Oh yeah the coldish-fluish thing is way better, though it got very bad at the con hotel.  Glad in retrospect I wasn’t staying for the whole con.  Someone was smoking and/or wearing something that gave me headache from h*ll.

So, now to kick the boys awake and go off…

21 thoughts on “Playing Hookie

  1. In the unlikely event that anyone else lives near the Texas Panhandle and has nothing to do next Saturday, the Amarillo Public Library system is having the 2nd Annual Open Book Festival, starting with a breakfast and then readings and other stuff all day at the Amarillo Civic Center. Last I heard, over 30 local, regional and national authors have signed up for the breakfast. Amarillolibrary dot org has more details.

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  2. I assume you were up in Denver for Mile-Hi con. My daughter and her husband were up there, as well. She never misses. I hope you had a great time, and that today is even greater. It’s certainly a good day for it.

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    1. I was thinking about asking where our free ice cream was, but didn’t want that to be replaced by flying fish.

      Hope you’ve had a good day, Sarah.

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  3. Sorry I missed you at the con. It’s a great place to catch the crud, certainly, but a great place to meet people you only meet once a year or so.

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      1. Only from me. But I never let my characters pipe up on politics. Well… Kit is sensible. Luce isn’t bad, though mostly he wants to be left alone. But the others are crazy. (Runs.)

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        1. But the others are crazy. (Runs.)
          No need to run. All writers, artists of any kind, and most performers have SOME kind of mental problems, or they wouldn’t have this urge to create. Michaelangelo said several times he was DRIVEN to sculpt or paint. I had the basic idea for my third novel thirty years ago, but I didn’t have the full plot until shortly before I wrote it. Sometimes, you just HAVE to let what’s inside you, out. The other people in your head demand it. “Normal” is a relative term. “Normal” for creative people is different from “Normal” of those in business. So what? Most of us haven’t cut off an ear, or beaten a critic to death in AGES.

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          1. Better out than in?

            My older kid yesterday, discussing his current novel in progress “Sukey is the most annoying romantic lead.” “Stop it, missy, I don’t care what you think. Oh, sure, you’re not a romantic lead. Whatever.” Dan: “Robert?” Robert: “I’m sorry, Sukey was screaming. As I was saying, she’s such a peeve.”

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          2. Oh yeah. Normal does not describe what just happened at my desk. At 11:30 I started to sketch a fragment to use at some later date. Ten minutes ago I finished the bones of a ghost story, 1600 words at the moment, set at least fifteen years later than I’d planned, with different characters and that follows a story I’d not intended on writing yet. Where the plot came from I have absolutely no idea, all I did was type. But once it started I could not stop. I had to see where the tale was going, because only the ghost (if that’s what it was) seemed to know.

            By the by, when is critic season? And is there a bag limit?

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            1. Critics are never in season. They are slow and stupid and therefore never sporting game. They are indigestible and thus not for the pot (they tend to sour whatever dish they are put in.) Rather like cockroaches they are impossible to completely eliminate and the only option is to limit their access to places where decent folk congregate.

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