Oh, Monday

Oh, Monday, I feel none of your promise /

and all of the life left to me lies bundled up /

in bed dreaming and believing /

in a Monday yet to be.

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Monday morning writing jokes: “Zombies, part 2″

Q.: What is the capital of the United States of Zombies?

A.: Brainerd, Minnesota.

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Q: What’s the nickname of the United States of Zombies?

A: The Brain Drain.

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Q.: What do you call a Zombie sink?

A.: A Brain Drain.

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Charleston Daily Mail | Old friends reunite over “Star Trek” fan films

[Editor's note: You could call this finding old friends through fictional characters. It's interesting what storytelling can achieve.]

Charleston Daily Mail | Old friends reunite over “Star Trek” fan films.

Dale Morton was 43 years old when his childhood fantasy came true.

He walked through the red turbolift doors and found himself standing on the bridge of the USS Enterprise.

The screens were all lit up, the lights were all blinking and it was all Morton could do to keep his welling emotions under control.

There, in the middle, room was the command chair where Captain Kirk recorded so many of his famous captain’s logs.

“I’m standing in the place where Kirk usually stands. I’m standing in his point of view,” Morton said.

To his right was the station where Commander Spock dutifully monitored the spaceship’s shields.

A few steps over was the panel, where engineer Montgomery Scott would crank the ship’s engines until he was “giving her all she’s got, Captain.”

Morton wasn’t really aboard the Enterprise, obviously, but it was the closest possible thing.

- See more at: http://www.charlestondailymail.com/article/20140717/DM06/140719379/1420

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Star Trek Data & Trek Helped Fan Feel More Comfortable in Her Own Skin

Star Trek Data & Trek Helped Fan Feel More Comfortable in Her Own Skin.

[Editor's note: This article is an example of how a fictional character can help someone in real life.]

by Samantha Bell

All my life, I’ve had trouble relating to people. Social skills never came easily to me (and still don’t). As one could probably guess, this was frustrating, and left me many times in a state of helplessness – or worse yet, hopelessness. By my doctors, teachers, coaches and especially my peers, my differences were always perceived as something negative, something to be ashamed of, an ailment I needed to overcome before I could start my “real” life. For a while, they had me convinced. I was mad at myself and the world, and in my moments of despair, I was left wondering what I should, or even could, do.

Turns out, it was not a matter of what to do, but who could help. Despite all my efforts to fit in, I found myself drawn to Star Trek, which set me apart even more. I never imagined it would end up giving me the encouragement I needed to change my life. Star Trek is inspirational for many reasons: a utopian future, the advancement of science. But in my case, it was a single character who really moved me – everyone’s favorite android, Data.

At first, I saw him as just another alien life-form that I would watch,

Read the rest at: http://www.startrek.com/article/data-trek-helped-fan-feel-more-comfortable-in-her-own-skin

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Paul Rogers – On the Road: Illustrated Scroll 7

Here is a novel turned into a graphic novel.

Paul Rogers – On the Road: Illustrated Scroll 6.

Paul Rogers – On the Road: Illustrated Scroll 7.

An example of the getting more mileage (pardon the pun) out of the same material. This was discussed in a blog post on July 7th: http://talltalestogo.wordpress.com/2014/07/02/7-things-every-twenty-first-century-writer-needs-to-do-phoenix-magazine/

Go to: http://drawger.com/paulrogers/index.php?article_id=14690 and http://drawger.com/paulrogers/index.php?article_id=14848

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Rough Stuff: In Which I Discuss Being Accused of Having a Sordid Mind

Rough Stuff: In Which I Discuss Being Accused of Having a Sordid Mind.

This is probably one of those blogs I shouldn’t write, but impulsivity and I are old, old friends. (Remember that time I decided to wear only clothes from Wal-Mart for a year? Yeah.)

I get a lot of very generous feedback about my writing. Some of it in the form of reviews, some of it direct to my inbox. It’s the kind of feedback that keeps me going, writing the next book or story. It helps me put out the flames of self-doubt when they come shooting out of my brain, obliterating the words before they can take shape on the page. I won’t say that I can’t live without it, but it surely makes my work easier to put out there. You know. Welcoming arms and all.

I’ve never addressed a reviewer directly, and I won’t do it now. But there’s a thread that runs through some of the uglier criticism of my novels and stories that I think is worth mentioning and examining.

Vulgar is a word that’s commonly used. Lurid as well (though it was used in conjunction with entertainingly, which I rather liked). My favorite and most recent hint that all is not hunky dory in my world is the observation that I must have a sordid mind.

It does make me think. It makes me wonder if,

To read the rest of the essay: http://www.laurabenedict.com/rough-stuff-in-which-i-discuss-being-accused-of-having-a-sordid-mind/

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Photo finish Friday: “Women with weapons”

Anderson house at beginning.

Anderson house at beginning.

Women with weapons.
O’ those tarts with tools.
Doin’ the Restoration Rumble
Beatin’ back the blighted blues.

A lonely hovel up on a hill –
A seven-year pain, a bitter pill
A rundown house but not a home
With little left except the loam.

But with hammer and with heart
They start saving by taking apart.
Battered boards go away
And neglect can no longer stay.

They build up by building back
Foundation first and clapboard cracks.
Sanding, shaping, mantel making
New kitchen for cookies baking.

Tiles being cut for fireplace.

Tiles being cut for fireplace.

Women with weapons.
O’ those tarts with tools.
Doin’ the Restoration Rumble
Beatin’ back the blighted blues.

New stairway up, new flooring down
New windows in against air and sound.
New doors in place, uplifted face:
Cabinets, tiles, and counter space.

TV crew comes round to tape
To share and show its change of state.
Hollow house brought back to life
Ending ugliness and all its strife.

Women with weapons.
O’ those tarts with tools.
Doin’ the Restoration Rumble
Beatin’ back the blighted blues.

Exterior and interior work.

Exterior and interior work.

[Editor's note: so see more photos of work done on this house, go to https://www.facebook.com/The.Anderson.Project.ONK It's amazing what women (and some men) with the right "weapons" can do to bring things back to life rather than take life away.]

Woman with caulking gun working on new window.

Woman with caulking gun working on new window.


–Poem by David E. Booker; photos taken from Facebook page.

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