Blu-post and Haiku

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Paul Klee’s art

An author whose work I like recently had a blog post about how writers don’t need to blog. I agree. It’s really not going to do anything for your work, but I guess I think it can be somewhat incidental — kind of like the extras on a blu-ray (Spellchecker would have capitalize the ‘b’ in ‘blu-ray,’ but raspberries to that).

I also figure themes one revisits frequently in their work are worth ruminating on in blog-form. As well as stuff that’s like a slightly more expansive haiku — a genre of which this entry is already ‘War and Peace’-sized in comparison with.  And now, why not a bit of actual haiku?

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Reality and Not an Ounce of Stillness

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Robert Spencer art

I don’t watch enough reality TV to think too much about it (even outside of a novel I wrote that explored it), but I recently found myself watching a bit and thinking about what I’ve never seen in the format. Continue reading “Reality and Not an Ounce of Stillness”

Contemplating World Goth Day and Book Reviews

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© Lena Finch cover art of “Late Night Partners”

World Goth Day passed last week in its usual way. Most media depictions of goths are, after all, very pale, so the goth figures who were most appreciated were along those lines. But if that’s the most significant thing about a goth’s physicality, then … Continue reading “Contemplating World Goth Day and Book Reviews”

Gray

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I haven’t watched “Dragon Ball Super,” but I’ve read about the main character, Goku, getting an ultra form that surpassed his super blond-haired form — and that’s just kind of neat. Instead of a dark-haired character’s best version having features that are supposed to be valuable to some people because they’re not as common as dark-hair, this version of Goku’s turn to gray — like he’s getting older or has just gone through something incredibly stressful. And yet can still find a way to keep fighting at the level of his universe’s would-be gods. If only.

 

The Bells of Doors that Don’t Swing Wide

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This line from an Aimee Mann song can apply to a lot of things, but it works quite well with writing, too: “It must be hard, ringing the bells of doors that don’t swing wide / Anymore.” It’s probably a bit off some ideal brand for writers to be a bit dismayed by a culture in which reading is not quite as ubiquitous a form of diversion/learning as it once was. It is of course still distinct in the way that it requires a person to utilize his or her own mind to bring a work to life (like some far grander “Frankenstein”), but though being on some bigger platform in which one writes to entertain and make people think was hardly ever something that could be easily done by just anybody, the door of longer-form reading in general has gotten smaller. There’s just so many passive forms of diversion.

And yeah, that makes long-form writing (even if only in something shorter with a meaning that’s sort of longer form) a bit hard — not that you just give up because of that. But as it is with life itself, it’s strange to pretend otherwise — that it’s not at least a bit hard.

Shortest Month of the Year

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Art by Emile Bernard

This month isn’t just momentous for offering romantics everywhere the supreme gift of another “Fifty Shades” movie; it’s also a month of celebrating things that should sort of be omnipresent all year round — Black History Month and, in a much more pop culture sense, Women in Horror Month. Continue reading “Shortest Month of the Year”

Nice Art and a ‘Gravestone-worthy Line’

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Pauly Math art

“Steuert’s descriptions made the locations so real I could almost taste the dew in the air, and while there’s a look of really sublime lines, the idea that ‘in this particular universe, managing to be OK was kind of grand’ was my favourite, because come on, who DOESN’T feel like that at the moment.

“Put that on my gravestone.”

From this review of “Late Night Partners” by Kirsty of the multifaceted paperbackpunkrock.com.

The above art doesn’t have anything to do with “Late Night Partners,” though the woman’s style is fairly Doris-ish and I feel like even a stylishly shrouded vampire could survive a dab of sun among a cloudy evening sky.