You can buy the Kindle version of I Am Marcus Fox today and tomorrow for 99 cents. That’s like, less than a cup of coffee for Sally Struthers. How much does a cup of coffee cost? Like $76, right?
All in Nonfictionism
Even though I had a front row seat to the smoke, I was probably affected no more or no less than every other American, ally, and free-loving citizen. My eyes well up just as yours do. We are all in this ghastly, heart wrenching memory together.
What’s the point in reading if you aren’t enjoying it? And how can you enjoy a story if you aren’t understanding it? This isn’t a trick question. Fictions — well-written fictions, anyway — are created with the intention of pleasing the reader with an interesting tale. If you are struggling to grasp what is being conveyed on the page, then maybe you’re just not into the work. It’s OK, you can move on.
Well, I’ve done it. I’ve been bouncing back and forth and around the horn and through again between and upside out with these templates.
I’m not blogging this week. Why? Because I’m on a bloggy break. This one doesn’t count. There’s nothing to see here. Just a placeholder for the week of July eh, what’s today’s date? 24th? I don’t think it’s the 24th yet.
Until today, I never once wondered what the E stood for in Alfred E. Neuman. Upon learning the news that, after 67 years, Mad Magazine is cutting its production to “year-end specials” for an undetermined time, I cranked up the creaky Google machine to learn (quite to my satisfaction) that the eponymous E, believe it or not, stands for “enigma.”
If my calculations are correct, it’s just about 7:30 p.m. EST on this current year’s 4th of America. That means it’s still light outside because, you know, farmers require their ever-lovin’ sunshine to sow their night crops of barley, hay, and thyme. Or something. I forget how most things, including Daylight Savings Time and a well-balanced mentality, work.
This is what a thousand words looks like. This is how it feels to be inside a thousand words. Welcome.
Whether you’ve been blogging for 10 years and 10 minutes or 10 minutes and 10 seconds, eventually you’re going to come to a point in your illustrious bloggy career when you hit the proverbial wall.
Routine. Routine. Routine. It goes on and on. Everyday you make the doughnuts or do whatever it is that you do. For me, I wake up next to the boy. Usually he’s crawling all over me by 6:00 and I submit to morning.
“If you don't have time to read, you don't have the time (or the tools) to write. Simple as that.”
— Stephen King
When it comes to writing, I know I have seen this quote more frequently than any other. It pops up everywhere. Case in point, check out the opening line of this bloggy.
The word got out fast last week. Popular romance author Christine Serruya was accused of plagiarizing not one, not two, not three, four, or five, but countless other writers’ works.