“A-HA!!!” Oh, it’s you, Self-Editing Inner Critic. Mind if I call you SEIC? “Call me anything you like, loser.” Oh, there ya go again. Why am I a loser NOW?
Category Archives: Writing
Moose, Gnome and Cow meet Squirrel
One day the Moose, the Gnome and the Cow went for a walk. Little white flurries flew, and the waves roared in the bay at the bottom of the hill. “It’s not a fit night out for man nor beast,” said the Gnome. “It’s not nighttime, but I agree,” said the Moose. “Moo,” said theContinue reading “Moose, Gnome and Cow meet Squirrel”
Turns out the key really is to just do it
This is the 101st day of my 92-day challenge. Back at the end of July, to celebrate my finally getting an independent host for WarrenBluhm.com, I committed to writing a blog post every day in August, September, and October, or 92 consecutive days. I don’t believe I’ve ever managed that. Turns out it’s as easyContinue reading “Turns out the key really is to just do it”
In the days after Sunset Electronica
(A conversation in a world after the devices stopped working.) The Printer grinned an ironic grin. “See, now, there’s the whole point. The printed forum was a place where the community gathered, and people wrote their piece, and views were exchanged with a common respect,” he said, recalling the times before the times before theirs.Continue reading “In the days after Sunset Electronica”
Words and music and words about music
I restrung the 12-string guitar on Sunday. First I took the nine old strings off and wiped the dust from my old friend, who had been hanging on the wall for a long time. Something had made me wait. I looked up at her more than once in all this time, and I would takeContinue reading “Words and music and words about music”
The zen of early rising
Sometimes, pulling myself out from under the covers at 5 a.m., I resist the urge to climb back in, and instead I go to my writing/reading chair and start to write, and something pretty good comes out. It’s like some force in the universe wants to keep me from seeing what I would see ifContinue reading “The zen of early rising”
A meal for the ages
“I’m alive, confound it,” he cried, feeling mortality chill his bones. “I loved myself enough women to have a horde of offspring to keep my memory alive, but it never took, and here I am childless, no one to carry a trace of my DNA to the next generation. I failed in the prime directiveContinue reading “A meal for the ages”
Day of the Yellow Clown Elephant
”Let me tell you. I have to tell you. You’re just not going to believe it.” The little one literally bounced with excitement. “Let me guess first. There’s a yellow elephant the color of a banana peel walking up Main Street wearing pink trousers and a teal bowler hat.” This was spoken by a tallerContinue reading “Day of the Yellow Clown Elephant”
The roads not traveled
One of our fall projects was to clean out the garden shed/storage unit in the back yard. Under one table we found boxes of old documents I meant to sort through before we moved here in 2012, but it was easier to toss them in a box to deal with “later.”
