Tuesday Evening Ramblings

I’ll be in Louisville this weekend for FandomFest.  It will be my last public appearance for 2011, unless Seventh Star Press does some kind of a book launch for Book Three.  This will also be my last convention under the banner of Third Axe Media, so it’s a little bittersweet.  I’m hoping to go out with a bang and sell a bunch of books and posters.  The show is shaping up to be awesome with the headliners being John Carpenter and Henry Winkler.

I will head up on Thursday so I don’t have to rush on Friday.  I’m looking forward to seeing some old friends and meeting all the folks involved with Seventh Star.  I doubt I’ll get to rest much because of my panel schedule and table, but it’ll be nice to have a weekend away even if I will be working most of the time.

I’ll try to write another blog tomorrow or Thursday will my full panel schedule, so any of my friends and readers in Kentucky will know where to find me.  If you live close to Louisville, come out to the Fern Valley Hotel and Convention Center and check out the show.  It should be a blast.

Thursday Morning Ramblings

Three and a half years ago, I was a broken man.  The turmoils of the economy spiraling out of control had sapped me as I worked two full-time jobs just to tread water.  The unrealistic expectations of Tusculum College working me like a dog and treating me like a second-class citizen had exhausted my body.  The struggles to launch my writing career had dampened my spirit.  And the neediness of a lazy, selfish, lying, cheating wife had crushed my soul as I felt used and discarded like a bag of garbage.  Three and a half years ago, I had nothing left to fight with.

For two and a half years, I languished in hell, missing my children, feeling like a failure, believing myself at fault for everything, but still, I struggled to get to my feet.  Many nights, I cried myself to sleep.  Many mornings, I forced myself out of bed and put one foot in front of the other.  I wrote on book three, traveled to conventions, started this blog, taught my classes at Walters State and slowly, ever so slowly, lifted myself from the depths.

Today, I am not broken.  Today, my will has been reforged in the fires of hell and is stronger than ever before.  Today, my body is hale and virile.  My spirit is refreshed.  My soul is renewed.  Today, I am decent man, working as an instructor of English, writing my fourth book, and building an organic farm.  If you knew me three and a half years ago and believe I am weak and shattered, you will be surprised, for while I admit that back then all my fight was gone, today, I’m a new man.  Today, I’ve got the green light; I’ve got a little fight.  I’m gonna turn this thing around.  Can you read my mind?

Wednesday Morning Ramblings

I had a great time with my sons.  We had so much fun and got to have a wonderful time for the Fourth.  There were plenty of funny little moments that I would like to share, but I’m a little pressed for time, so I’ll have to write those another day.  They are growing up so fast.  My oldest wanted to stay longer, but we couldn’t work it out this trip.  I am going to make every effort to get them again at the end of the month for one more week.

I gave Collin an old cell phone so we can talk more often.  He figured out on his own how to text using the T9 predictive system, which just amazes me.  He can read and write pretty well for a seven year old, and he also can take pictures and send them.  He’s so happy with the phone, carrying it around like his most prized possession.  It’s a Casio Boulder, too, so he can be as hard on it as he likes and not destroy it.

Yesterday, I went to the farm and worked some more on the building.  I’ll go back today after lunch.  There’s a lot to do and very little time to get it done, so I’m going to have to kick it into overdrive for the next few weeks.  I may not get to write too many blogs for the rest of the summer, but I’ll try to provide a few updates to how things are going with the farm.  That’s all for now.