I have been working on a novel since April, and I can finally see the light at the end of this particular tunnel. “If Not For the Entail” is my best composition yet, if you believe those who have read it through to the end. The plot revolves around Elizabeth Bennet’s efforts to save the family estate from a fraudulent ownership claim. I sent the manuscript to the editor today, and I plan on publishing somewhere around the third week…
I’ve been thinking a lot about life and mortality of late. If you read Colin’s tribute post you will know that our mother passed away at the beginning of the month. In the latter years of her life, she began to struggle with immobility and problems with her legs that left her walking with a walker, and then later essentially confined to a wheelchair when she wanted to get around. Even worse, she was diagnosed with dementia, which became so…
Artificial intelligence seems to be all the rage now. It is not a new concept; Science fiction authors have written sentient robots into their stories since the beginning of the twentieth century, if not before. In my humble opinion, Isaac Asimov’s “Foundation” is one of the best series ever written, and his protagonist is a self-aware robot, governed by his Three Rules of Robotics, although the revelation of who he is comes late in the series. In the Star Trek…
For my post today I thought I would return to the tried and true that everyone seems to enjoy–and excerpt! It’s been a while since I’ve posted an excerpt, so here goes. Only Exceedingly Shy, as the astute among you might have already realized, is a reference to Georgiana Darcy. Jane, having realized that Elizabeth’s observations of the Bingley sisters are correct, convinces Elizabeth to go to London with the Gardiners instead of going herself. While there, Mr. Darcy chances…
Summer is over at the end of this week and I am not looking forward to the season’s change. I love spring, because it signals five months of good weather. Autumn, on the other hand, reminds me that winter is just around the corner, and I cannot find anything good to say about the coming weeks of cold weather. I’m not saying there is no beauty in the year’s third season, but rather, that it is fleeting. The leaves going…
I am a child of the 60’s. When Beatlemania hit in 1963, I was seven years old, but even at that age I loved their music and, honestly, about ninety-five percent of the music from that decade. Were those ten years the pinnacle of musical achievement? In my humble opinion, while some fantastic compositions were penned in that period, they don’t hold a candle to Mozart, Beethoven, Liszt, and a host of other composers from the previous three or four…
Just a simple post to tickle your funny bone. Get ready to laugh. (Or groan, depending on what sort of humor you like!) What did the writer say when he glued himself to his book? That’s my story and I’m sticking to it. What’s the best college degree to become a successful fiction writer? Journalism! What do communism and an essay writer who plays no sport have in common? They work on paper, but not in practice….
As tempting as it is to compose a maudlin, sorrowful essay, I am instead celebrating my mother’s life. She passed away on Sunday morning, one month to the day before her 97th birthday. I loved my mother deeply. She was a kind, thoughtful woman who I think deserves to be lauded for putting up with me, her oldest and always rebellious son. She and my father did their best to raise me to be a righteous, Christian man. Unfortunately, until…