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men’s country songs: beer, america and fishing
women’s country songs: i’m gonna make my ex’s life hell

DOES ANYONE ELSE WONDER WHY PEOPLE WHO HAVE A FACELESS PROFILE (not Judging ! )
TAKE THE TROUBLE TO FILL IN THEIR BUILD AND HEIGHT ON THEIR SPECIFICS ?

HOPE EVERYONE IS IN GOOD FORM AND ENJOYING THE WEEKEND (SO FAR)

Im in Thailand and had a tatto...I love it...Im a Leo..so a,Lion was appropriate

in the real world is drawing to a close.
It feels so good to be coming home. Sure there are the memories
and bric a brac reminders of the journey but they all fade to pale when the sight of the old stead comes into view, Keep the lamp burning CS..

Blank Screen Syndrome (now 'officially' known as BSS - I am determined to leave a legacy of some kind) is a terrible affliction and can affect anybody at any time in their writing career.

You sit, staring at the monitor, finding excuses to do anything other than the task at hand - writing. The monitor stares back at you. Devouring you slowly in a subtle, unnoticed fashion. At first, it gently mocks you. "See me?" it says. "I'm going to remain blank for the whole afternoon, and there is nothing you can do."

You may disagree. You may decide to prove it wrong by typing 'asdasdasd' on the top line. But it knows that, after a few minutes, you'll be slowly backspacing that literary placebo into non-existence. Asdasdasd is simply the homeopathy of the writing world.

Your BSS grows as the monitor whispers in your ear. taking control of, and augmenting the writing demons you already carried inside you.

"Look to your right. Do you see how fine the weather is?"
"Your phone hasn't pinged, but check it again."
"Why don't you get up and lean on the back of the chair for a few seconds. Stare at me from a distance. That will bring you inspiration, we promise!"

You listen to the lies and allow the screen to eat you up further. Without you realising, it is dehydrating you, sucking out the water from your body through your already heavy retinas. If you listen carefully, you can faintly hear the sound of slurping above the tiny whine of your laptop's cooling fan.

Once it is had its fill, the screen will start to eat the things around you. It is particularly fond of time. Moment by moment it will gorge on your time, slurping up seconds, munching on minutes, consuming the precious hours that you had set aside for your 2,000 daily words and leaving you tired, drawn and irritable, without a single key, stroked.

There are solutions to combating BSS. Methods that will enable you to fight this curse. The simplest one? Just write something. ANYTHING!

"Kat knew she was tired. The bags under her eyes felt heavier than the four, overstuffed plastic sacks
that she hauled slowly to the bus station."

It may not be good. It may sound like a rejected line from a questionable 1950s detective novel, and you will certainly amend, or even delete it later, but now you have a seed.

What did Kat buy? Has she just come from work or is it the weekend? Morning or evening? Does she love shopping or is it a necessary chore? Did she buy for a family? Her cats? Or does she live alone and has stocked up on chocolate, cheap ice cream and ready meals? Why is she using public transport and not her own car? Are they even bags of food?

Aha! Look at paths that you can now take in order to turn that searing blank screen into a four-percent coverage of black pixels. You have direction, some back-story, a location for the main protagonist. In short, you have won - banished those writing demons

For now...

Some of you may have been aware that the great American Poet Mary Oliver died today, aged 83.

I loved this poem when I was 15 and I love it still:

Wild Geese

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting --
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.


RIP.

Tag.} A most impressive List ..{ A list.
...in a town stuffed & amended with gossip Columnist$ & trade publications, eYe have found a secret... first, check this list...( Which is by no means- a completed inventory..) John Ford...John Wayne
..Walt Disney....Henry & Peter Fonda,
Jack Nicholson
Dennis Hopper...| James Dean ?*
Col. Paul Tate .[ Father of Sharon
Robert Henlein.{ .stranger in a strange Land.**
L Ron Hubbard ..[ founder of $cientology
Ron Wilson Reagan. } .) . )...here is the best kept secret of Century 20....each of these people having spent quality time @ Lookout Mtn. Lab *+
Spanning over 6 Decades..and None of them chose to mention what they did there in interviews, biography's, or film retrospective$.
* Dean is speculated to have "been there".
**We know the writer was there from Location-- once upon a 1960's..living @ 8775 Lookout Mtn. Ave.
*+...the most prolific ( and the LARGEST !
FILM $TUDIO. in the World.
...part 2....and $eeing as it was a Film $tudio [ s.
In it's hey-day, the mystery compounds thus..
No one today can produce a film or negative print- nor name a "project" featuring that A list... while employed at said $tudio.
Thus the question 1$... What in the starry blue Fandango was going on there ?
A hint towards an acceptable answer is knowing what the property is used for Today...
Namely, a refuge space for Actors who need the latest new age Therapy for beating their various addictions & Legal problems.
...parting shot & wrap..
..it would appear the place had operational security the KGB would Envy. ..eYe think the reason NO private thought or opinion escaped from the Mountain..) .. superior Mind Control.
The cover story, btw, was Lookout Mtn studio was used to develop Air Force & Atomic Energy films.
This would not explain why you have stages, & the most sophisticated special effects & animation works the world NEVER saw...

I'm one of Gary Larson's biggest fans. In fact, it's his syndicated comic strip that made me want to draw. I'm pretty Bad at it, hence the BadlyDrawn s.n. but it doesn't stop me from trying to get better.

Years ago and before I really tried to put pencil to paper, I used the computer to create some comics. Some are on my profile. Terrible, I know, but the ideas were more important than the actual drawings, at least to me.

Larson has retired but the inspiration never died and his influence is still fresh to this day. It probably spills into many of my drawings, but this one especially. It's a bit of a tribute I suppose. Anyway, enough talk.






I've gotten a bit better since then. Just a bit.

For better or worse, Larson helped to shape this semi-conscious sack of protoplasm to where it can hold a sharpened pencil...and put it to paper.