Friday, March 25, 2016

The Weather Forecast for Election Day Ain't Pretty....

I'm not planning to only do posts about the election until November, but let's face it, this one's a three-ring circus. Or maybe it could better be described as a freak show. I guess it depends on who you support. Anyway, Collin created this earlier this week. I posted it on my Facebook page, but for those of you who don't do Facebook....


I just hope nobody from the Syfy Channel sees this. They certainly raised the bar on cheesiness with their Sharknado movies, but this could break the cheesy barrier.

The forecast for all primaries, caucuses and yes, the big day in November, is the same: severe shitstorms followed by Trumpnado!

Friday, March 18, 2016

Not That It Did Any Good, But....

It's been a crazy week. Collin had to go back to the orthopedist yesterday--a morning appointment--but he was determined to vote, so we did--before his appointment. This is the first time I've gone to a polling place at 6:30 in the morning. These days, I don't even get out of bed that early!

Good news at the doctor's office--Collin's stress fracture is at least 90% healed. He can't go back to work yet--not until after he sees the doctor again in two weeks and gets the all clear--but he can go out and walk around. We're no longer housebound!

Well, except for Wednesday. We had a package coming and had to wait for it because if we don't, it might not be here by the time we get home. Saturday, we have the monthly writers group meeting. So today's post will be another image blog to poke a bit of fun at the Missouri primary and its dismal outcome....









Sunday, March 13, 2016

BREAKING NEWS! BREAKING NEWS!

I know, I usually only post on Fridays, but I have big news from the 2016 Presidential race! A new candidate has declared his intentions, and he's a big name. In fact, he's big everywhere....

His supporters are selling T-shirts and hoodies:





Donald Trump, of course, has voiced loud objections to Godzilla's candidacy, as he is not an American citizen. Godzilla's campaign manager was quick to point out that Godzilla can be a citizen "anywhere he wants."

Trump, predictably, put up a fight. He resorted to the usual barrage of name-calling. Godzilla responded by having Trump for a snack. Indigestion soon followed. Unfortunately, there are no barf bags big enough for Godzilla. Ever seen a vomit tsunami? It's disgusting.

Over at the DNC, Hillary Clinton also objected. "I'm going to get the lion's share of the superdelegates anyway! The party promised me I'd be the next President! Why should I have to put up with this Johnny-Come-Lately beast?"

Godzilla responded by roasting her with his nuclear breath. He wasn't about to make the same mistake he made when he ate Trump. There isn't enough Pepto-Bismol on the planet to take care of that bellyache!

Later this week, Godzilla will introduce his running mate, another familiar face....

   
Be sure to vote. They know where you live!

Friday, March 11, 2016

To Prequel or Not to Prequel...That is the Question....

Before I start. just a bit of political humor Collin and I cooked up...sorry, I just couldn't resist!



Years ago, when I was just starting to write Chasing the Wind, I got some interesting responses from people in publishing, some of whom I'd known for years. One agent to whom I showed the synopsis told me it was a movie, not a novel. I considered writing it as a screenplay, but as I've said before, selling your book to Hollywood is a lot like putting a baby up for adoption. If you ever do see it again, you probably won't recognize it. Unless you're J.K. Rowling, Stephen King, Suzanne Collins or a few other top authors, you sign away all control of your work when you sell it to Hollywood. And if you're a screenwriter, if you want to maintain control of your work, you'd better also be the director.

But I'm getting off track here. It was also suggested that Chasing the Wind should be the second book in the trilogy. One agent told me she thought I should start much earlier in the storyline--go back to the beginning, to the birth of Andrew Stewart, to his troubled young mother, who made a deal with the devil to provide for her child, to the wealthy Brit she married, who had also made a devil's bargain to save his failing business, to the egomaniacal scientist who carried out illegal experiments in human cloning, whose interest in young Andrew began long before the boy became his protege. And then there was Andrew himself, who, after his mother's death, was deeply troubled and shut down his emotions in a bid to avoid ever being hurt again. Andrew's mother dies early on, and Andrew himself is a bit of a jerk as he grows up. So how was I going to make any of these people sympathetic? How could I get readers to care enough to read the story to the end and actually like it?

I'd had this problem with Final Hours. I understood Jamie, the protagonist in that novel, and so did some of the readers, according to the reviews--but they either loved him or hated him.

So the untitled Chasing the Wind prequel has remained on the back burner for years. I've revisited it several times, trying to figure out how to make it work--most recently this week, when I discovered there was now a TV version of the Damien Thorn character from The Omen movies. Damien, as anyone who's seen the movies knows, is most definitely not a sympathetic character.

Again, I asked myself if my prequel could work. I mentioned it to my partner in crime, William Kendall, who suggested a prequel to The Unicorn's Daughter might be a better idea. I gave it some thought. He's right. There is a story there to tell, and though James Lynde came off as having ice water for blood in the early chapters of that novel, his backstory would make him a sympathetic character. And World War II Europe would definitely make for an interesting backdrop (Judith Krantz's Mistral's Daughter, one of my all-time favorite novels, was partially set in that time period in France),

Will I write either prequel? I still have five unfinished projects waiting to be written, so who knows?

 

Friday, March 4, 2016

We're Going to Miss Them in December....

The 2016 presidential campaigns--the gift that just keep giving!


NBC's Chuck Todd commented on the last Republican debate (last night's debate has been called a lot of things, mainly "disgusting"), in which Donald Trump, Ted Cruz and Marco Rubio traded juvenile insults: "Everything but a Yo Momma joke." He said he couldn't picture any of these men taking the oath of office for the Presidency.

Neither can I.

Just days before, Donald Trump received an endorsement from former rival Chris Christie. Was anybody surprised by this? Come on...they had a private meeting just before Christie suspended his own bid for the Oval Office. I'm guessing a deal was made in the course of that meeting.


Yep...if Trump loses, the pair are heading for Hollywood to do a reboot of Dumb and Dumber!

Then there was this work of art that appeared on Facebook, originally posted by Steve Bannos...


Some things just can't be unseen....


One Facebook poster asked this question. I shared it and got some interesting responses...


And then there are the candidates' action figures. Here's Bernie Sanders, complete with wagging finger. Very popular with young voters.


And the Hillary Clinton action figure. I'm pretty sure there's a dominatrix getup under that boring blue pantsuit.



Doesn't she look like she just tied someone to the railroad tracks? If she had a mustache, she'd twirl it! She reminds me of another politician from a galaxy far, far away....

  
Below is the Donald Trump action figure. It comes with an inflatable ego. Be careful not to overinflate it, or his head will explode!


Here's Ted Cruz and Marco Rubio. They can go on like this forever.


I really thought this was the Ben Carson action figure. Honest mistake. Isn't he usually in a fog?



Friends, we have eight more months of this ahead. Then we get to live with the mistakes we make at the polls. What's that saying? We get the government we deserve....

Where is Deez Nuts when  we need him?