Kurt R.A. Giambastiani's Blog, page 26
July 2, 2019
Honestly
the blank page sleeps before me pale bare eternally patient unaffected by my anguish the unwritten story assails my brain cajoling shaming begging for release unmoved by my anxiety between them my pen my hand my fear my wall
Published on July 02, 2019 14:51
June 27, 2019
Having to Work for It
Books. You never really know what you're getting until you crack the boards and step inside. Cover art, blurbs, reviews, recommendations, they paint a picture, but as with all art, though the rest of world might love it, for you can be a big fat nothing-burger. Or worse.
Published on June 27, 2019 08:13
June 20, 2019
Everybody Errs
We all make mistakes. Sometimes, it's our fault. We move too fast, we don't think something through, we misspeak, we fat-finger as we type. Other times, though, it's not our fault because, though we do our best, we were simply ignorant of the rules.
Published on June 20, 2019 07:42
June 18, 2019
In Plain Sight
Some days—not often, but on the rare occasion—I get to feel really stupid. Stupid. Dense. Unobservant. Positively dim. Yesterday was such a day.
Published on June 18, 2019 15:11
June 13, 2019
It’s Official
It came in the mail today, and it might as well have come with an honorary AARP membership because now, without doubt, I am officially an old white guy.
Published on June 13, 2019 12:03
June 7, 2019
The Purge, Completed
Last year, I initiated a purge. As part of making the (involuntary) transition from office-jockey to a full-time work-from-home employee, I pulled my office apart, replacing the major furniture and culling the—there's no other word for it—junk that had accreted over the years. Books, letters, electronics, avocational equipment, mementos, I put absolutely everything on the block, and a lot of it went out the door. Out the office door, that is. It didn't quite make it out the front door.
Published on June 07, 2019 10:31
May 30, 2019
Salep, to Warm Your Soul
When I lived in Jerusalem, on cool mornings I would go down to the shuk in the Old City where I'd buy two things: a semit and some salep.
Published on May 30, 2019 13:08
May 28, 2019
Firefly’s The Magnificent Nine – Review
As regular readers know, I'm a Browncoat for life. However, I am not the sort of über-fan who will buy anything they slap a "Firefly" logo on. A series of novels, though? Sign me up.
Published on May 28, 2019 14:39
May 23, 2019
Pass it On
A number of years ago, my neighbor expressed an interest in my books. Being the new-author-hungry-for-any-attention sort of guy, I gave her a copy of the first three books in my Fallen Cloud Saga. (No, I wasn't being stingy; it's all that had been published at the time.)
Published on May 23, 2019 12:58
May 11, 2019
Road Trip 2019: Northbound 4
We were on the last few legs of our road trip, but this one was where we would say farewell to California and to Highway 1. However, before we could say goodbye to that old road, CA-1 had one last trick up its sleeve.
Published on May 11, 2019 10:35