Cracking Eggheads

Since the natural inclination of any rational person is to engage in a tad bit of escapism when confronted by a truly terrible situation (And lest I fail to be perfectly clear, I checked with my therapist, a minor fugue state is an appropriate response to the Trump administration.) - I've invented a new drink. I call it the White Ex-Pat. Ingredients: 3 oz. fresh white organic 2% milk from a local dairy . 1 oz. authentic Canadian maple syrup. ( from Costco  if you are just dreaming of being an ex-pat). UP TO 3 oz. of AMERICAN (dammit!) craft vodka.  I suggest Titos . Shake vigorusly over ice and serve up in a crystal martini glass to reinforce your liberal elitism. Guaranteed to make you dream of living in a rational country with an attractive popular leader and fulfills my arbitrary rules about not combining caffeine and alcohol.   Dedicated to Larry Gifford .

No one likes a know-it-all.  I know, because I’ve been one all my life.  I’ve been ostracized, bullied, harassed, taunted, excluded and even beaten up by people in the course my life.  I learned early on to hide myself because even average people will seek to destroy things they can’t understand.  Lack of understanding leading to fear.  Correctly predicting the future scares people.   When Michael Moore predicted a loss for Hillary Clinton in this year’s election - many vilified him.  I agreed with him and said little.  He’s written and spoken about his observations at length, but the nutshell version is that the people in rural America are stuck.  There are diminishing economic opportunities in those regions, and they have no idea why.  My experience is that they will accept any explanation that doesn’t involve their own culpability.  My insulated liberal friends did not want to hear what I was saying.  I crave social acc...

Doing a final edit on the short story Worklife.   Soon to be featured on NetherWords .

I've updated jefferyevansbooks.com to include progress meters on my writing projects.  So - if you are interested in how things are coming you can check updates there.

So,  I traded in an iPad today.  It was an original vintage 64GB version that I took on my honeymoon.   It was a great piece of hardware that had reached the end of its useful life to me.  I mean, sure - I could have saved it for my 5 month old son to "enjoy" in a year-and-a-half when he is allowed to have "screen time".  (Incidentally, that is a bitch, because I love screen time.  I live for screen time.  Now I just let him drool on me instead.) So - Target has this great deal where I can trade in the old hardware for a $200 credit.  Fantastic idea. I would have bought something else from them right then and there had they had anything I was interested in purchasing.  (Seriously.  They were down to 2 iPad 2's and dust bunnies.)  SO, I took the gift card and walked out happy.   Then I learned that there's a way to turn that $200 exchange card into a $200 Amex.  I thought.  "OK.  I'll do it.  Then I'll...

As my readers have noticed, my writing output can be highly variable.  Some days I'm +3000 words, some days, there's nothing in there.  There's a complex equation that involves mindfulness divided by lack of sleep, times angst, and stress, plus or minus my commitment level and self-esteem status.  I haven't outgrown my princess stage.  I would love to sit down and be productive each and every time, but that is not my reality.  As such, I need to be realistic about my timing for Starweaver's Dawn.  I was homing to complete the manuscript by the end of August, but that is not going to be realistic.  I'm  adjusting the deadline to something I hope will be achievable with my current life and work commitments.  I am going to commit to writing every day though.  So, there is hope.  September.

I've given myself until the end of August to complete the manuscript for Starweaver's Dawn.  I knocked out 1700+ words this morning and I'm going to try and match that this evening.  So, don't give up hope!