Thursday, August 26, 2010

I Don't Care For Cooking...

...but I love food for thought.

"Mediocrity knows nothing higher than itself,
but talent instantly recognizes genius."

"When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains,
however improbable, must be the truth."

"There is nothing more deceptive than an obvious fact."

"For strange effects and extraordinary combinations we must go
to life itself, which is always far more daring than any effort of the imagination."

"A man should keep his little brain attic stocked with all the furniture
that he is likely to use, and the rest he can put away in the
lumber-room of his library, where he can get it if he wants it."


- Sir Arthur Conan Doyle -

Monday, August 16, 2010

Company Car by Switchfoot

Sad But Funny: The Haircut

One day a florist went to a barber for a haircut. After the cut, he asked about his bill, and the barber replied, 'I cannot accept money from you, I'm doing community service this week.' The florist was pleased and left the shop. When the barber went to open his shop the next morning, there was a 'thank you' card and a dozen roses waiting for him at his door.

Later, a cop comes in for a haircut, and when he tries to pay his bill, the barber again replied, 'I cannot accept money from you , I'm doing community service this week.' The cop was happy and left the shop. The next morning when the barber went to open up, there was a 'thank you' card and a dozen donuts waiting for him at his door.

Then a Congressman came in for a haircut, and when he went to pay his bill, the barber again replied, 'I can not accept money from you. I'm doing community service this week.' The Congressman was very happy and left the shop. The next morning, when the barber went to open up, there were a dozen Congressmen lined up waiting for a free haircut.

not written by me.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Friday, August 6, 2010

Thursday, August 5, 2010

If you could accomplish one goal in your life with no limits (budget, time, physical abilities, etc.), what would it be?

There are a lot of goals I have, but only one, I think, that I would put as the answer to the question. I want to branch my humble little nickname into a publishing company called Blackbird Books. It would be tailored mostly for new, young (good) authors who are intimidated by the unfriendly industry, and would have the reputation for printing good books, not just what's currently popular.

Though there would obviously be a lot of rejections, if there were, truly, no limits, I'd personally write a review of each one sent back, so the writer would be able to improve on it if they agreed. I think it would be much better than a simple "No, thanks."

The company would become the name in the fiction world standing for higher standards, and the reference for parents and anyone else who wants to take a closer look at any book.

I'll be answering this question on video in a couple weeks. If you're interested, see my blog for more details.

Ask me anything

Dark Diversions: Welcome to the Black Parade

This is one of the first songs I ever got hyped up over.
It was one of the handful of things that sort of triggered
the development of my current style.
I still love it.
And I think I always will.


Sunday, August 1, 2010

Night

a poem for the darker hours

rainy nights and bright go lights
gilded ghosts and stringless kites
silver stars hung from the trees
and all my dreams in front of me

living water molds the road
while specters dance and silence goads
a mortal hand to take the pen
and to defy earth's wisest men

a staircase stained with vivid ink
the way is long, there's time to think
with foresight I'll escape the hours
locked within the poet's tower