Sunday, January 21, 2018


I watched The Last Jedi. I didn’t like it. There wasn’t much compelling the story forward. I wish Luke had been given a more glorious exit. I was all for Finn doing that heroic suicide run, and don’t see the point of it being prevented. And Kylo Ren just isn’t a formidable opponent like Darth Vader or Darth Maul. Someone give me a green light saber and I’ll kill Kylo Ren. I think what he needs most is a good therapist to work out his identity issues. Rey has such a pretty smile. I liked Laura Dern crashing her ship.

Saturday, January 20, 2018


I discovered my three year crush blocked me on Facebook. I don’t believe anything happened to have triggered that event, but what do I know? She’s so beautiful, I still like looking at her, and at times I do, but the blockage is probably for the best. I spoke to Candy at length today. How sweet she is. I’ve loved her for over a decade now. Upon the advice of one of the writers in my writing group, I will not be rewriting The Scribbled Victims as a screenplay. The chances of anything good coming from it are too slim.

Friday, January 19, 2018


Yesterday, Giggles asked me how I cope with being in love with someone I can't have. I replied, "I lie to myself. I make believe they love me deeply and secretly." And that's the truth. I'm probably the most loved, unloved person in California. Pushkin claimed to be in love 312 times. If I ever had a dog, I'd name it Pushkin. Right now I wish I could sleep for a year. I'm considering rewriting The Scribbled Victims as a screenplay and entering it into the Nicholl's. If it did well, the story could get a lot of attention quickly.

Thursday, January 18, 2018


I realized that if I take short vacations or long vacations, I shouldn’t devote them to writing. I should devote them to resting instead. I was surprised to learn that Daoine Morte read The Scribbled Victims. So has Triz Taess. Two of my internet crushes. Now if only Haley would. My sleep schedule is all kinds of fucked up after being ill so long. I’m waking up on time but finding it hard to get out of bed. I suppose I’m not a hundred percent recovered though so maybe that’s no big thing. I need to start writing again soon.