I’ll admit that I’m thrown off on what day of the week it is. My son had a 3 day school week while I had a 4 day work week. He had Tuesday off, but I had to go in for a conference day. Then, we both had Friday off, which is when I’m writing this since I’m exhausted. Everything was spinning with all of the end of quarter chaos and the drama caused by certain individuals. The usual stuff that I can’t go into details with here for yada yada reasons.
I’m not even going to pretend that I expected more out of this week. The signs were everywhere that it was going to be crazy. My son had tests, projects, doctor appointments, and chaotic schedule. He’s attending his first Bar Mitzvah today, which is why I couldn’t even think about doing this post in the morning. Even removing his responsibilities, I had my hands full. Work had a lot of juggling on top of training for and during that conference, which I had to race from to get my son to an appointment. Don’t ask me what happened on what day. It’s all a blur until I hit Friday.
Friday was a day of laundry . . . Wait . . . No, I actually got to do stuff. My son and I went to a movie. Not the one that’s taken up half of the theaters. We were interested in a really special treat. That would be ‘One Piece: Red’, which is a movie based around the manga/anime series. It’s rare that an anime movie will hit theaters, so we were excited to go. The challenge was that I could only get tickets to the subtitled showing and my son is a slow reader. He toughed it out and got enough to figure out the plot. Helped that he already knew all, but one of the characters. The important thing was getting to see the Strawhat Pirates on the big screen. Who knows if or when we’ll ever get another opportunity like this?
Writing didn’t get as far as I would have liked. A big part of that is what went wrong last weekend. I tried to get as many paperback versions done as I could on Saturday then I was going to leave Sunday for outlining. I was making okay time getting the formatting right when I got to Legends of Windemere: Family of the Tri-Rune. It got rejected twice due to cover issues that I couldn’t do anything about. Obscured lettering and blending into the background, which wasn’t a thing. Ended up emailing Amazon and submitting once more out of frustration. Was too miffed to do anything else, so I stopped with 5 paperbacks done.
The galling part is that 48 hours later, I noticed that the book had gone through and Amazon emailed me to say they didn’t see a problem. They said that what I did must have fixed the issue. I was honest with them that I didn’t change anything and submitted out of frustration. They couldn’t quite explain why it was a different result, so we’ll see if this happens with any other books. I still have 22 to go and I hope to finish them before the end of the year. I want to use the holiday break at the end of December to start writing Darwin & the Demon Game. Was that the name I picked out? Sounds about right.
I mentioned last week that I was going to watch ‘Blockbuster’ on Netflix. I did that on Sunday instead of writing. It was okay, but it felt like the bulk of the story could have happened at any setting. There wasn’t as much about keeping the last store going and mostly about the relationships going on. Primarily the romantic one while the more interesting things to me were the supporting cast’s antics. It was a shame because it could have hit a lot of nostalgia. The only highlight for me was Hollywood Video getting namedropped in episode 9. That was where I worked back in the day.
I’m currently watching another Netflix show called ‘Lupin’. It’s French and about a guy who models his life after the gentleman thief character Arsene Lupin. His father is framed for a crime and commits suicide when he was a child, so he grows up to be a thief who is out for revenge. It’s pretty good, but I think having no idea about the inspiration is giving me trouble. Just one episode to go though.
This coming week is going to be more of the same as last week. Only I get absolutely no days off. Parent teacher conferences are coming too. So, I will have to do the same amount of juggling I did before. This means I’m not going to imagine getting any real writing done. My plan is to tackle the January posts and then go back to the paperback creations. That will be next weekend and I’m sure I can get a lot of them done now that I have the rhythm going. Not very exciting, but the weather sucks and life is keeping me going at a crazy pace. Only reason I’m still awake while I write this Friday night is because laundry is finishing up.
So, goals of the week?
- Help son with schoolwork.
- My own work.
- Finish the January posts.
- Maybe start the February posts if I finish January quickly. NEED TOPICS!
- Finish ‘Lupin’ and maybe start ‘Warrior Nun’.
- Get as many paperbacks set up as possible.
- Try to use the exercise bike at least once this week.
- Sleep better.












Poetry Day: Cry for Some Attention
Midoriya from My Hero Academia
(This poem deals with how the Internet works. I wrote it when I noticed posting anything positive or a simple update got very little attention. Once I ranted, I got a flood of comments by people either trying to cheer me up, agreeing, or trying to poke me into a greater fervor. Hence, crying for attention.)
*****
Again I sit
Staring at the screen
Wondering
What the secret is
And why I’ve yet to find it
I post my poems
My imagination’s blood
Hoping for a comment
Or a statement
To make me feel connected
Instead they sit
Untouched
And unread
Pushed down the page
Buried under fodder
I read what others post
Dinners just eaten
Movies being watched
Pictures changed at whims
Is this what people want?
I see no insight
No bearing of the soul
That attracts a horde of comments
I simply do not see
Why these posts explode
I try my hand
With daily rumbles
Refusing to fall
Into mindless blather
And pointless prattle
Frustration comes ahead
A day of darkness
Pushing me to post
The most heinous thing
The Rant
I rail and scream
For all the world to see
Foaming like a beast
That has been kicked
Letting my rage expend
The comments soar
Without my try
They fall into two camps
Concern from some
Others take offense
The silent friends
Ignorers before this day
Descend like rabid ants
Kicking me
When I am at my worst
I snap back
Growling at their assault
Stopping to wonder
If this perversion of contact
Is really what I want
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