Well, the storm has kicked in, I can’t go out and write, I’m lucky if the computer works for ten minute sat a stretch… and I don’t feel like writing up any nooze.
So let’s have some fun instead!
What’s your favorite scene or incident in the Bell Mountain books? With twelve of them in print, you’ve got a lot to choose from. And now that I’ve brought up the question, I’m very curious about what the answer will be.
Well, yeah, you have to have read the books to play this game. If you haven’t, well, they’re easy enough to get. Hopefully a lot of you have read some or all of the books in the series. [Offstage: tuneless whistling]
Yes, I’m looking for a clamorous reader response! I really want to know what your favorite scenes are. It’s a wise writer who listens to his readers.
For me, my favorite scene will always be the climax of Book No. 1, Bell Mountain, when the bell finally rings and what happens when it does. I hope that’s not a spoiler.
Anyway, there, I’ve started the ball rolling and I can’t wait to see what all of you have to say.
Our friend “Unknowable” sent us this: Harvard business professor Clay Christensen on the role of religious freedom in American democracy. It’s not a democracy, but for the time being we can give him a pass on that.
Why is America free? Simple. Because most people voluntarily choose to obey the law. Why do they choose to obey the law? Because that’s what they’ve been taught is good and right, as Christians and Jews. Take away their religion and they won’t believe that anymore, they won’t obey the law unless you make them.
I had to run off to the eye doctor this morning to try to get a sample bottle of my eye drops, which would otherwise cost me several hundred dollars at Walmart. I mean, they give them out when they have them, so it’s not so unusual for patients to enjoy this benefit. Happily, they had some to spare today.
So I’m off to a late start blogging, and as has been the rule for all July so far, the views and comments are down [note to Byron: Weren’t you going to fix this?], and the nooze is just so awful, I shrink from covering it. I’m already wondering if I’ve written too much about the nooze and chased people away because enough already.
It looks like rain, but until that’s a fait accompli (or a fait worse than death), I want to sit outside and work on my new book. I’m still using Behold! as a working title, although I’m not wild about it. If there are any really deep Bell Mountain fans out there and you want to suggest a title–well, I’m writing the book, but I know only a little more about it than you do. Titles was always my weak suit as a horror novelist, all those many years ago. I’ve done much better with my Bell Mountain series, but this time I think I need more inspiration. Or at least some helpful hints from the fans in the stands.
And look at that–another 15 minutes spent.
I have to work just as hard to have a bad day with the blog as a good. Shouldn’t the government, like, help me with that? Shouldn’t they redistribute blog views so everybody gets the same?
G’day, faithful readers! Byron the Quokka here–and Phoebe has convinced me to start another comment contest, and Lee wasn’t sure about it, so I said, “Leave it up to me! It shouldn’t be too hard to get this blog humming again.”
As of just now, we have 61,981 comments. We shall set the next target at 64,000, in memory of the famous $64,000 question. And the prize will be–
Sixty-four thousand dollars! [Blood-curdling scream offstage.] Poor chap, he just can’t take a joke. He won’t even offer a bicycle for a prize. So of course it’ll be an autographed copy of his new book, His Mercy Endureth Forever.
Now, how long will it take us to rack up some 2,000 more comments? Search me! But as long as we have fun doing it, who cares?
We have half a year left to achieve the blog’s first-ever 12,000-view month, which we’ve only just missed twice already.
I wonder if we could offer a scholarship to Quokka University. That’ll pack ’em in. But I’ll have to wait till he calms down a bit before I mention that.
O Lord our God, we are in a bad way and we won’t get through this evil time without your help. The wicked run wild, convinced their time has come and that they can win by crime and violence, lies and subterfuge, what they could never gain by lawful means.
Is this how America is to be governed from now on–with rioting, rage, and tyranny?
We have sinned, both wickedly and foolishly, and who could blame you if you turned your back on us? We have followed not only false prophets, but insane and foolish prophets, too, and gained nothing by it but trouble. Nevertheless we call upon your name, we plead for your protection.
Exert your strength on us, O Lord, and pull us back from the brink of self-destruction. Open our minds, open our hearts, and bring us to our senses. Lead us through the door of national repentance and turn us, O God: turn us back to you, and cause your face to shine; and then we shall be saved.
G’day! Byron the Quokka here–as “troubleshooter,” if you can believe it.
This blog is barely limping along, lately, and I’m supposed to do something about it. Like I haven’t got enough to do, founding Quokka University! I mean, we just found out the NCAA doesn’t have anything for pick-up sticks–how dumb is that?
Right! We’re playing to an almost empty house, Byron to the rescue, all hands on deck, etc., etc. And we just had a comment contest (he hasn’t yet mailed out the prizes–I hope there’s nothing wrong with him), so we can’t immediately have another one.
How about a contest to think up a really interesting contest that’ll get readers excited all over the world?
This rose is for Ina, who has posted Comment No. 60,000 and thereby won the comment contest. Congratulations!
As soon as we get our copies of His Mercy Endureth Forever, we’ll mail an autographed copy of it to Ina, all the way out there in Scotland. We have heard that there are no quokkas in Scotland. I saw Rob Roy on TV once, and there were no quokkas in it. I could hardly believe my eyes.
On behalf of Lee and Patty, I, Byron the Quokka, hereby award Ina her award.
And that takes care of comment contests for a while. Next stop, 65,000.
Well, here I am with another one of those nice bicycles that people leave standing around, obviously they don’t want them–but just try getting Lee to offer a bike as the prize in one of his comment contests.
G’day! I’m Byron the Quokka, we are shooting for 60,000 comments, and all we need is… drum roll, please!…just nine more! We should get there today, unless the viewership for today turns into a total disaster.
Who will post the dramatic 60,000th comment? It could be you! And then you’d win an autographed book.
I trust I’ll be back before long with the announcement of a winner!
G’day! Byron the Quokka here, with just 73 comments to go toward that 60,000-comment milestone–and a winner in our current comment contest.
I thought it might be nice to make a boat the prize, but Lee is still thinking in terms of an autographed copy of Bell Mountain No. 12, His Mercy Endureth Forever.
It’s taking a long time to get this book printed, I guess because everything’s been slowed down by The Great Quarantine Etc. We still owe a copy to “Watchman,” who won the last comment contest. If Mercy still hasn’t been printed by the time we reach 60,000, you can ask for an earlier book in the series. We’re out of Bell Mountain though, so don’t ask for the first book. To see them all, go to the home page and click “Books.” I don’t know how anybody can resist that giant hyena, though. We don’t have those on Rottnest Island–which is probably a good thing.
Well, one more blog post this afternoon, and then we’ll do some editing of No.13, The Wind from Heaven.