It looks like it’s started to rain outside, and the puppies want to come back in. Who will open the sliding glass door for them?
Why, the cat, of course. I guess he’s a role model. The pups could do worse.
Year: 2024
I’ve Got to Get This Book Re-Started!
Behold! isn’t the end of the Bell Mountain series; but COVID screwed things up, and there are another two books waiting to be published–and half a book waiting to be finished.
Oceans of Time–Kirk DouPonce is busy with the cover art, editors are busy with the text, and I hope and pray it comes out this year in time for Christmas.
Ozias, Prince in Peril–Now we’re going back 2,000 years in Obann’s history to tell the story of King Ozias, King Ryons’ ancestor, who wrote many of the Sacred Songs and was Obann’s last anointed king until Ryons came along. The book has been written, but I have no idea when it’ll be published.
The weather around here, this spring, has been cranky–and there sits Ozias, Prince Enthroned, only half-written, waiting to be finished. So what I have is a bunch of notebook pages outlining the rest of the story. Weather permitting, I would very much like to start writing it tomorrow!
What’s with all this stuff about the weather? Well, I write my books outdoors. It helps me visualize what I’m writing about. And the physical therapy sessions chew up a lot of my writing time. Obstacles! I had to write a Newswithviews column today, and go to the supermarket–so no Ozias today, and only four blog posts. As my mother used to say, that’s the way the cookie crumbles.
I hope I can find the bakery tomorrow.
Got a Spare Room?
(“Anybody seen our 11-year-old daughter lately?”)
Got an extra room?
Well, hey! The city of Denver (80% registered Democrats… so it serves them right) is asking residents who have an extra room to take illegal aliens [libs call them “migrants”–“iconic migrants”] into their homes (https://www.thegatewaypundit.com/2024/05/denver-sets-up-hotline-encourage-citizens-host-illegals/). You know–like, Junior’s off to college so we can lend his bedroom to this guy who’s in the Latin Kings… is that a band or something?
Denver has cut $8 million from the police budget, to help pay for services to illegal aliens. (Iconic services?) Does this strike you as a happy intersection of public policies?
Oh, just bring ’em into your homes! What could possibly happen that could be all that bad?
But! You vote Democrat… so you asked for it.
‘My Books Have a Mission’ (2012)
Gee, there’s a lot of them…
I admit this post sounds a little pompous, twelve years after it was written. But that’s something that can happen to you when you’re serious about your work.
I have half a book to write–Ozias, Prince Enthroned–and another lined up after that. And it’s nerve-racking to watch what happens to our culture while I feel like I’m only treading water.
Onward, anyway. Work and pray, and leave the outcome up to God.
By Request, ‘Days of Elijah’
This was filmed before the rest of the world just laughed at us.
Have Democrats succeeded in wiping out this spirit among our soldiers and marines? God knows they’ve tried hard enough.
How many chances will we get to put things back to rights?
A Speedy Little Pig
You can have zoomies outdoors; in fact, you can have a dust-bath at the same time–can’t do that indoors!
Watch this little pig go. Dare I say “he’s hamming it up” for the camera?
By Request, ‘In the Garden’
So I’m scanning the nooze sites, trying to make up for lost time–and holy moly, there is evil garbage flying around out there! Ukraine war sucking in other countries, more on our corrupt 2020 elections, idiots “protesting” they know not what, public school “teachers” sexually preying on children… How do I decide which of these to write about?
Not to desert my post or anything–but where does “well-informed” end and poisoning one’s soul begin? It’s not like I can cover all these stories!
Then I got a hymn suggestion from Erlene–In the Garden, sung by Anne Murray.
That’s what I’ve decided to post. It will do us good. And to quote from another favorite hymn:
“This is my Father’s world! O let me ne’er forget/ That tho’ the wrong seems oft so strong, He is the ruler yet.”
A New Western Movie Classic!
We struck gold on YouTube yesterday–Badland, starring Kevin Makey as a post-Civil War detective tracking down war criminals who have been tried, found guilty, and sentenced to death. You can imagine their lack of cooperation with the law.
This movie is a classic! Move over, Clint Eastwood; move over, Toshiro Mifune; Mr. Makey belongs in your company. Think Yojimbo. Think A Fistful of Dollars. Badland has it all. It even has Wes Studi. I can hardly believe it was released in 2019 and we only saw it now.
I cover nooze, and I get tired, so dog-tired, of watching the Bad Guys just walk away from consequences. So when Good for a change wipes up the floor with Evil, we, the audience, want to stand up and cheer.
Bruce Dern is superb as a former war criminal now dying of pneumonia and being cared for by his daughter. Not much point in hanging a man who’s already dying. But what Pinkerton agent Matthias Breecher (Makey) does is righteous and, well, inspiring. There is room here for redemption. And don’t we all need that!
Then there’s the photography, the music score, and the overall acting–top of the line, every bit of it. It’s already one of my all-time favorite films. I’ll be seeing it again, you can be sure of that. There are moments in it that just blew me away.
Physical Therapy, Day 4
Don’t worry, I’m not going to subject you to a history of my physical therapy, I know it might easily wind up boring my readers. But I never expected anything like this to become a part of my life; and I daresay that probably applies to most of us.
The therapist who worked on me today recommended I get a cane. He was a little bit scared he might offend me, but I wasn’t offended. Gotta do something about the mess my hip is in. Anyway, there must be a lot of things a student of the sword can do with a cane, besides just hobbling around with it.
A friend of mine from basketball had a hip replacement and came back from it to play again; and he made a good run of it until the other hip blew out. No more basketball for him. I will try very hard to avoid that.
The next session will be on Thursday–my 75th birthday. Confound it, I still have books to write! And a wife and a cat to love. Bring on the crabcakes! And bring on the prayers.
‘Liberal Logic’ (2017)
Put as simply as possible, at the heart of Leftism (Wokeism, liberalism, whatever you want to call it), we find this bizarre faith statement:
“All statements are untrue.”
Hot dog! Where does that get us? And how to libs live with that as their creed?
Oh, that’s easy. They just stop thinking. They give it up. The Party does it for them. They can go out and protest and demonstrate with a clear conscience… or with no conscience at all.