I’ve been listening to a lot of Steve Earle again. Steve Earle usually gets me thinking of my Thunder Road series as there’s a lot of Earle songs on my writing playlist. Maybe it’s because I’ve been writing a couple of new Thunder Road short stories, or because Kevin Madison has done a couple new pieces of Thunder Road art, but Ted’s been knocking at my creative door again lately. If I ever write another Thunder Road novel starring Ted Callan, dollars to doughnuts, this is my Chapter One title.
I’m the ramblin’ kind
No matter where I roll everybody stands aside
Lets me rumble down the road aint got a lot of friends
But I’m acquainted with the wind and we’re travelin’ along
Edmonton writer S.G. Wong was in town for a reading and workshop with ChiSeries and I had a blast taking her on a haunted tour of Winnipeg’s downtown. She knows I’m not just making up Winnipeg’s haunted nature either, because a street person came up to us before I started my spiel about the old Masonic Temple and spontaneously declared, “That place is haunted.”
Hopefully none of those spectres follow you home.
The throat is deep and the mouth is wide
Saw some things on the other side
Made me promise to never tell
But you know me, I can’t help myself
Had a great but full weekend. Between chatting with writing friends I’ve made across the country online, I played Dungeons & Dragons with my old high school gaming group (we’re still friends, going on thirty years now), and then had some drinks at a whiskey lounge with folks from my university days (still friends going on twenty-five). Three very distinct eras in my life all converging over three days, and all the while getting to share that time with my love.
Regardless of minor setbacks and frustrations, it’s times like this that remind me I’m a lucky dude.
I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee
The stage it smells, tells, hell’s bells, miss-spells
Knocks me on my knees
It didn’t hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt
Hang me on a tree
After I count down, three rounds, in hell I’ll be in good company
Sleep has definitely been eluding me in the last week, and even when it seems like I’ve managed to sneak in a good night’s worth I’m so tired when I sit down in the morning to write.
So I’ve definitely fallen a bit behind on my work in this week after Daylight Saving Time.
I feel tired, you six-fingered bastard. I feel tired.
Ah well. I’ll get that hour back eventually, and given my forecast for October, I’ll need it. In the meantime, I’ll keep drinking tea by the truckload, and scratching out what words I can.
Forget the glamour and
Mumble a jackhammer
– – – under your breath – – –
Happy Monday, folks!
Recently my friend Dan helped start planning a new fan convention in Winnipeg and they reached their Kickstarter goal. I’m really excited to have helped FanQuest get off the ground, and can’t wait set up my book table there.
Dan also introduced me to The Cybertronic Spree along the way, so this seems like a fine song to celebrate their success. Congrats on making your goal, FanQuest. See you in May!
You got the touch, you got the power!
When all hell’s breakin’ loose, you’ll be right in the eye of the storm!
You got the heart, you got the motion!
You know that when things get too tough, you got the Touch!
I don’t listen to the radio much, usually I prefer mixes of my own creation, but in the depths of a recent cold snap my CD player was being a bit of a jerk, and so I came across two songs by Monster Truck. I’ve been listening to them almost non-stop ever since.
I love when serendipity collides between my writing and music in the background. I’m pretty sure the ending of Thunder Road would’ve turned out differently if the randomizer hadn’t brought up AC/DC’s “If You Want Blood (You Got It)” at the precise moment I started writing the finale. A lot of Monster Truck’s music would fit right in on a Thunder Road soundtrack, and one in particular inspired me to start writing a short story featuring one of my Graveyard Mind characters, so it’ll probably be a long while before they’re out of rotation.
I’m down, but I’m not defeated.
So long, I’ve been feeling this way.
I’m down, but I’m not defeated.
A new life, starts today.
It’s barely a week into January and I can already feel this winter starting to get to me. I’ve run out of places to pile snow and there’s no break to the cold in the current forecast. At least the days are getting longer. In the meantime, a little Zevon is always good.
Now I’m hiding in Honduras
I’m a desperate man
Send lawyers, guns and money
The shit has hit the fan