I’m not a religious person. Actually more so I’m not a believer.
Never really have been.
I went through bouts in high school where I tried out different religions – the Catholicism I was raised in, the Judaism of my friends, the Buddhism that I thought would make me a better person but none of it stuck.
In the end, I came to terms with the notion that there is nothing after death.
Not to say that sometimes the idea doesn’t scare the crap out of me but ultimately, I’m okay with it.
I think it lets me live more concretely in the here and now. I’m not waiting for some great return or reward. I don’t think that when people I love die that I’ll see them again at some big party in the sky. I understand it’s the end. And I believe it helps me love them even more in the here and now. It helps me appreciate how complicated and difficult and beautiful and heartbreaking and fantastic this experience really is. The fact that we exist at all, on this rock out in all that empty space, is in itself mind-blowing.
And that’s what I worship – the mere glimmer of a chance.
Many thanks to Blue Hour for taking this poem Worship.
Happy Easter kids. Go eat peeps.
I’m over at Middle Grade Ninja facing the 7 Questions.
Buh buh BAAAAAA
(or other suspenseful sounding noise)
and in one of those questions I trace the origin of Jack Tripper. True story.
Always is, Jack. Always is.
So many many thanks to Rob at Middle Grade Ninja who also reviewed Lizzy Speare and the Cursed Tomb earlier this week.
And how do we say thanks? With candy!
I know I already wrote a post today and I’m sure that is MORE-than- enough-from-me-thank-you-very-much, but then Pen and Muse published this essay that I wrote.
And I have to say that more than any other blog post that I wrote this one really means something to me.
Mainly cause it’s about getting rejected by every major publishing house in America, which you know, isn’t the easiest thing to talk about. And it certainly isn’t something to brag about. Hey, look at me everybody, NO ONE wants to publish my book!
So, why did I write it?
Because when I was in that year, getting rejected, I really could have used to read something like this. I could have used to hear that IT DOESN’T MATTER.
So this post is for all those writers who are getting knocked around. I hope it helps.
Then this happened.
See. That’s why it was written. There’s NO SHAME. Not anymore. What matters most of all is sharing the Art. What matters most is Creation.
I get up really really really early to write. Because of this, I’m usually exhausted all day and asleep by 10 pm. But I don’t mind. It works for me.
I’m over at Ali’s Bookshelf talking about this and my cat June
Tomorrow she’ll have a review of Lizzy Speare and the Cursed Tomb. Cross your fingers that it’s a good one.
So to Ali, thanks for having me!
and as always, the Starburst of Thanks to say…..well, Thanks!
And because she gets top billing…..This is June.
I CAN SEE YOUR SOUL!!!!
Many thanks to the lovely folks at Mad Swirl for taking this poem Meditation on Hope.
It’s dedicated to my fellow subway riders – especially those on the R train.
I’m over at My Paranormal Book Reviews talking about Lizzy and Shakespeare and research and we wound up touching upon an issue that quite a few people have asked me about. What if Shakespeare wasn’t Shakespeare?
I love the concept of Lizzy and Dmitri being descendants of William Shakespeare and Christopher Marlowe. Did this concept require a lot of research on your part?
It did actually. When I first decided that I wanted to write about the descendant of Shakespeare I went out and picked up a couple bios on him. I mean, I had read Shakespeare before – he’s one of my favorites – but I knew I was going to need a lot more information. Will in the World: How Shakespeare Became Shakespeare by Stephen Greenblatt was the most useful. It was a fantastic look at a man for whom there is not a ton of biographical information on. When I decided that my bad guy would be descended from Marlowe I read the World of Christopher Marlowe by David Riggs which was also a fantastic bio. I wanted to avoid the “conspiracy theorists” who like to say that they were the same person – which in my opinion is pure nonsense.
Okay so seriously, these people really exist. There are Oxfordians who believe that Shakespeare was the Earl of Oxford. Seen the movie Anonymous anyone? I hear that is the bunk it’s pedaling. I’m far too much of a Stratfordian to watch it.
And then even worse are the Marlovians. They are the people who believe that Kit Marlowe faked his own death and then re-imagined himself as Shakespeare.
They claim his pseudonym comes from the following lines in Tamburlaine: “Thy words are swords. Shaking their swords, their spear.”
Get it? Shake? Speare?
Yeah…..and just for the record the Earl of Oxford died in 1604. The Tempest, Shakespeare’s last play included a famous shipwreck which took place in 1609 and in 1610 pamphlets were written outlining what happened which he probably used for source material. So I guess the Earl was writing from beyond the grave.
Cause you know that makes way more sense than Shakespeare having just EXISTED.
All the same, thanks to the lovely Shar at My Paranormal Book Reviews for taking the time to talk with me. She gets some Starburst.
So I just wanted to let everyone know there are a couple giveaways going on right now in case you wanted to throw your hat in the ring and try to score a FREE copy of Lizzy Speare and the Cursed Tomb. I’m giving away both ebook and print copies.
A Thousand Wrongs: Giveaway – Print copy
Middle Grade Madness at Word Spelunking – 2 ebook and 1 print
The last link has an interview with Lizzy herself.
So go ahead – toss your hat into the ring and see what happens.
Many thanks to both Aeicha at Word Spelunking and Laurisa at A Thousand Wrongs for hosting the giveaways. As always, our Starburst of Thanks!
In other stuff, I’m currently working on both the second Lizzy book and a YA sci-fi book and I have to tell you, I’m in a REALLY good writing place. I’m writing this so that later, when I’m not in a really good writing place (which is bound to happen) I’ll see this and remember that I can get through it and get back to this good place.
Oh! And also Pen and Muse is going to run the post I wrote about getting rejected sometime next week so I’m feeling pretty good about that too cause it’s exactly the sort of piece I would have LOVED to read when I was getting rejected.
Man, I’m just airing all sorts of stuff here today. Isn’t this why I keep a journal? For all this blathering?