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PULL the Tail

Summer approaches and the heat has increased here. Today has gotten so hot that the schools decided on a half day for the kids. I think it only reached 92 as of now. Not that hot but hot enough.

Different from when I was a kid. I don’t remember schools closing because of the heat. We never had air conditioning and sometimes the teacher had a fan going in the classroom. We were allowed to make those paper fans and they kept the shades down.

Children’s rights have changed some.

No work. Had to prove rights to A Girl Closer to Death so the proof can be mailed. This is getting tedious. Still waiting for them to release it even though it was cleared yesterday. Slow.

People picking out the cover for Sandwich Can’t Stop A Bullet is going well. Looks like a contender and it’s not the one I favor. Interesting.

Watched James Whale’s Old Dark House Friday night. So fucking crazy. I loved. An eclectic group of young, contemporary, party people are stranded in this old, dark house in the middle of this absurd storm. Of course the people in the house are old, odd, and borderline psycho. Boris Karloff plays a mute butler who you don’t want to get drunk. It reminded me of a Tobe Hooper film, the tone of escalating insanity by use of characters; ala Texas Chainsaw Massacre 1 and 2.

Also saw Babysitter Wanted. A nice gory film about a Christian college girl who takes a job babysitting for this couple who live out in the boonies. The night she sits for the shy little boy, a man comes to kill him. Nothing is what it seems and there is a nice religious theme running through it. We’ve rewatched it many times. The only things that bothers me is the use of Scream jump scare music the first 45 minutes of the movie when there is nothing scary going on. Speaking of Chainsaw 2, Bill Mosely is in it as the town sheriff; a good guy!

Now I have to work on saving one of our cats. M is back to pulling her tail again and is getting way too aggressive. Even pushing at her to hear her meow. Going to try some visuals since distraction and hand-over-hand isn’t working much, or at least not fast enough. I printed out some pictures to make a don’t pull the cat’s tail sign. Hope it works.

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Medical Torture For Something There Is No Cure For

Finished the edits on the collection, which is now called A Sandwich Can’t Stop a Bullet. It’s pulled from one of the shorts inside. Hopefully the title is catchy and noir enough. I still have time to change it.

Also wrote the publishing history page for the previously pubbed shorts. Just have to do some more formatting on the front matter and do the cover.

Also fixed that category matter at Nook.

Kindle flagged another titled for copyright verification. Sent them my standard letter of ownership and I guess I’ll hear back from them in a few days. Shit’s getting crazy but I guess this is how the world runs these days. I did experience the plagiarism once before.

Went to M’s moving on ceremony today. It was sweet. She was so excited to have Neen and I there. Over heard the teachers gushing over M’s reactions to us. They really love her and will miss her next year when she moves on to kindergarten.

Neurotribes continues to be an interesting. Read a chapter where a couple dealt with their son’s autism during the anti-vaccination craze. She followed the cult of D.A.N. and used strict diets and pills for her son. Some of the diets did help but most made him miserable.

They became obsessed with ridding the metals from their child’s body in order to cure him of autism. She didn’t do anything extreme but she researched many methods like chelation therapy, hugging therapy, and skull marrow massaging-something.

The parents finally came to their senses, finally saw their son’s misery and decided to put him first, when the doctor pushed for chelation, the process of filtering the mercury out of the blood even though it was at a low level.

They then turned to ABA therapy and their son learned, over time, to take care of himself and to live with his autism. They learned to accept him.

Glad that this craze is not so strong now. At least I don’t see it too much myself. I do see it from time to time online. I just can’t imagine parents doing these horrible, abusive things to their children. Medical torture for the sake of curing them of something that there is no cure for. Freaks me out.

Now I’m up to Asperger and his school for kids.

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Eating Quite the Monster

No work done.

Went to writing group in the late afternoon.

Family stuff.

Last night we finished Season of the Witch and watched the conversation between Romero and Guillermo Del Toro. I miss George. So glad I met him when I did.

Next few weeks should be busy with the kids ending school and M’s graduation.

If all goes well, I can complete some work stuff and clear the way for some short stories and novellas this summer.

Started reading Neurotribes. Really digging it. It traced the history of autism and starts off with a scientists named Cavendish back in the 1750s. Should eat this one up fast even though it’s quite the monster.

Do Your Job, Homicidal

Little work on The Collection. This rate I can be done editing by next week.

Completed some house projects I’ve been putting off because of the novel.

Summer is looming and the kids will be out soon. Finally vacation and can leave the city.

Finished Homicidal. Liked it a lot. Ripped off Psycho at the end but I did not see it coming. If I see it on DVD I’ll pick it up for my collection.

Thought about some short stories I wanted to write, in and out of the Tenebrous Chronicles. Maybe I can get to them this summer. That had always been my plan.

Although my brain is busy thinking about the world, if I type it out I would only be repeating myself. Not that many people read this blog anyway. I’ll try to think of something new tomorrow.

But I will leave you with this observation:

Conservatives say to the football player: Do your job and stand for the national anthem.

Liberals say to the baker: Do your job and bake the wedding cake.

Is it no wonder we live in a two party tyranny?

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Pooped

Some how I was able to squeeze in a little work on The Collection today while M was home. A nice chunk. At this point half of the stories have been previously published or edited to death, so I’m just checking for typos or last minute grammar tweaks.

I still don’t know what to call it or when I’ll release it. It will be during the summer and it will be a crime collection.

The rest of the day I hung out with M and tried to keep her from pulling one of the cat’s tail…again. The damn cat doesn’t run away. I think she likes it.

M hasn’t gotten into the phase in a good long time. Maybe it’s been 8 months. Or a year. She’s so full of energy that she’s obviously ready to go back to school. But we’ll see how she is tomorrow.

Other than that my day has been uneventful unless cooking, cleaning, wiping butts, and picking people up with the car sounds exiting.

I’m pooped.

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Little Seen and Hugely Disliked

No work today.

Ordered a proof of Bawling Sugar Soul which finally came through.

Last year someone was publishing the samples of the novels under my name on Kindle. I put a stop to it but Amazon red flagged my novels so that when I later revised the works they asked for proof of ownership. It must have carried over to the paperbacks since Amazon owns the company.

Funny thing was that I sent the email stating my proof of ownership and three says later I called to find out why it hasn’t changed. On kindle it took 24 hours. They said it takes 3-5 business days. The guy on the phone said he will expedite my letter and it should clear by the end of the day. Nope. Took two more days. So yeah, it took 5 days total.

Then it was supposed to take 24 hours for the proof to get approved.

Nope. 48 hours.

Anyway.

Last night I rewatched Joe Dante’s The Hole. It’s one of his little seen films later in his career. I like it. A PG-13 horror with kids who find a hole in the basement of the house that releases the darkness inside themselves. Not too many people like it. I don’t know why.

Yeah, it’s not designed like contemporary films today. It doesn’t look like the Bloomhouse or Michael Bay produced horror films. Maybe that’s why I like it. It has practical FX and subtle jump scares. Humor with the kids that only Dante can pull off. Also like the last reel. The design of the other world, use of Expressionism.

M was burning up today. Took her to the doctor to find out she has strep. I’ll have her home with me tomorrow so I’ll expect not to have anything done.

Went to writing group late in the day. Received some good feed back for some tweeking on the pages I submitting from Cities That Eat Islands. Hopefully I gave some workable advice back. They said I did but the proof is when they sit at the keyboard.

Started reading Gilliam on Gilliam. Always good to read up on your heroes and what makes them tick.

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Passing Out All Over The Place

Lots of computer work today. Think I finalized the store files. If anyone wants to snag cheaper versions of my work they can do so in the THE STORE.

Just have to work on the copy a bit. Then I’ll finish uploading the files to major retail outlets where people can pay a higher price.

Watched Hellbound: Hellraiser 2 last night and fell asleep after an hour. Not out of boredom. Just tired. Still a good movie. It keeps the pacing and style of part one that Clive set up but brings it up just the right notch. After part three the series goes downhill.

Wife took me out for lunch and drinks today for my birthday, which is not until Tuesday. But since we can’t go out on a weekday with the kids and schedule. We pigged out on nachos, exotic burgers, and sangrias.

Hopefully I shouldn’t pass out in the middle of another movie tonight.

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