Sunday, October 12, 2008


Good Morning!

You may be reading this at any time of the day, but I want to temporarily beam you to an eastern shoreline as the sun breaks over the wide Atlantic.

I have added a new composition to my Magix music files so look for the link to my Magix Music page at the upper right. Look in the files for Daybreak. You''ll find two different files. One with the sound of wind and surf (my wife's preference) and one without- just in case you want to enjoy a sunrise without getting sand in your imagination.

I'm posting about it here because my Humble Fiction Cafe friend Linda, challenged me to compose this piece. I mentioned to her that I was working on a sunset piece, but she said that I should consider a sunrise; everybody does sunset stuff. And I have to admit- this was more challenging than I would have thought.

I hope you all enjoy the music, and the sentiments of a blessed beginning to your day- anytime you should desire to start it.



Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Wretched Excess

Click on the title of this post to be transported to the personal library of owner, and all around rich-guy, Jay Walker.

Yes- I said it's his PERSONAL library. I'm serious. Click on the link and see what I'm talking about. Otherwise this post is just a bunch of blather and remarkably indistinct from my other post containing blather.

It makes me wonder what the personal library of other "famous for being famous" celebrities would look like? Can you imagine Paris Hilton's personal library? Nah, she would likely see it as a waste of closet space.

How about your own personal library?

My writing table sits next to a four-shelf bookcase with about 90 or more books crammed into it like subway riders. So what if Mr. Walker's library is "eclectic?" My library is eclectic...also. It features authors from a wide and diverse range of talents. All the way from Douglas Adams (The Complete Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy) to Christopher Vogler (The Writer's Journey). There are a few Michael Connelly paperbacks, my coveted copy of Tom Wolfe's The Right Stuff (Signed! -by the guy who gave it to me. Thanks David!) and a near messianic volume which no one is allowed to touch; a hardbound copy of To Kill A Mockingbird. Also signed! my Governor's School Drama coach.

My friend Kevin Sean Raper's first book, Elise Eingebildet is actually signed by the author, and so is my copy of SPLIT. Well, naturally. I wrote that one.
Oh, Okay. Fine. I was a contributing author.

There are also several Bibles and books on writing which, I admit, get more page turning time than my NIV. Some self-help books are taking up valuable space, and when I get time, I'll take a look at the one on procrastination. Stevenson's The Study of Human Nature sits right next to my college Psychology textbook, which I think cancels them both out nicely. And somehow, the last book in the Harry Potter series (The Deathly Hallows) has taken residence between my 1938 edition of Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, and my 1929 edition of English Poetry and Prose of the Romantic Movement. Both tomes are beautifully aged and look like they could easily have come from the Hogwarts Library.
How appropriate.

Anyway- the point of this post was to point out that Mr. Walker has a damned fine library. Personal Library -that is.

I only hope that his beautiful treasures do not end up sitting in the long-forgotten darkness after Mr. Walker takes a sudden interest in model railroading.

Like any treasures stored on earth- they can't last forever.