Her reputation preceded her—in my case, anyway. I was vaguely aware of "Rehab" and thought it was catchy, but it seemed like a gimmicky novelty song playing on people's nostalgia of the old girl groups of the sixties. I liked the rebelliousness of the lyrics, though as time went on it became clear that rebelliousContinue reading "In Defense of Amy Winehouse"
“It’s about 250 pages.”
As I look ahead to having an actual completed novel—which isn't a case of counting my chickens before they're hatched, I don't think, but rather anticipating what's to come—there are a few things I have to do that are deceptively difficult. For the most part, they all revolve around one basic question: "What's your bookContinue reading "“It’s about 250 pages.”"
Yep.
Ever been talking with someone and the conversation seems to just sort of grind to a halt? Not necessarily an uncomfortable one, but it just seems like there's nothing more to say for the time being? I think this is the blog equivalent of that. I'm going through something of an identity crisis, I suppose. NothingContinue reading "Yep."
Ramblings about live performance
During my teens/twenties, I went to a lot of live events. Mostly concerts—I had (and may still have somewhere) a collection of ticket stubs that would impress even the most avid concertgoer—but other random performances, too. Stand-up comedy, magicians, even an old-fashioned circus freak show. And it wasn't just big arena shows or "professional" levelContinue reading "Ramblings about live performance"
The State of the Jobe Address
Way back in the day, when I was a young, spry booksofjobe.com and my wife and I first started sending out Christmas cards, I used to try and write little personal messages in them. Nothing major, just a couple of paragraphs on how my wife and I were, and some questions about the recipients—how theyContinue reading "The State of the Jobe Address"
Sleep, who needs it?
Subway is a nefarious band of lowly olive hoarders. This really doesn't have anything to do with anything, but I have to get it off my chest. With all the meats and cheeses they have that you would think cost them so much more, how has the simple black olive come to be the mostContinue reading "Sleep, who needs it?"
Don’t call it a comeback! No, seriously—don’t.
Ah, December. The temperature plummets, people stop complaining about Christmas decorations being out too early and start complaining about Christmas music being played too often. It's a special time, and it feels like the time is right to return to my friends here in the blogosphere (Blogtopia? Blogopolis?). Yeah baby, I'm back! So, what canContinue reading "Don’t call it a comeback! No, seriously—don’t."
And Now, For a Brief Intermission
It's hard for me to believe it's been 20 months (almost to the day, coincidentally) since I started the blog. I've taken it seriously and I think it's done wonders both for my writing itself and my mental state while trying to find my footing as a struggling author. The friends I've made and supportContinue reading "And Now, For a Brief Intermission"
I’m finally finished (by which I mean I’m really not even close to being finished at all)
A little over a year ago (okay, it was 06/17/13, I got curious and looked it up) I wrote a post proclaiming I'd finished the rough draft of my first novel. I won't/can't go back and read it because it will make me cringe too hard, but I remember not feeling the sense of prideContinue reading "I’m finally finished (by which I mean I’m really not even close to being finished at all)"
American Psycho by Brett Easton Ellis (1991) — If anyone needs me, I’ll just be in the shower until Halloween
I've mentioned before my disdain for books that are slow going out of the gate. My patience is short if something doesn't happen right away. If American Psycho's reputation hadn't preceded it, I may have given up on it as I read 40, 50, even 60 pages in and nothing of note had happened yet.Continue reading "American Psycho by Brett Easton Ellis (1991) — If anyone needs me, I’ll just be in the shower until Halloween"
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