My name is rob…and I have a problem…
Hey Y’all,
I know I have been strangely silent online lately and yes you all have earned the right for an explanation. I started writing sometime in 2008, I don’t know what month so for ease of calculations let’s use January 1st. Since then I have written an entire novel or about 250,000 words and re-written it two more times for a total of 750,000 words. I have written 193 separate posts on the blog with each post averaging about 1,000 words for another total of 193,000 words. I have done twelve veteran interviews, each of them about 5,000 words and another 50,000 words for other things. That is a conservative estimate of over a million words written in ninety months averaging just over 11,000 words a month.
I guess I fell off the writing wagon and took a month off, sue me! Ha ha. I am not quitting, I just took a month off without pay. I promise you this; if anyone wants to throw some money my way and support my writing then you have my attention. Until then, you are stuck with my perceptions of what I discovered in the last month as a new visitor to the world.
The NBA playoff games haven’t been that great this year. I am hopeful that Golden State verses Cleveland will be worth watching.
Is every American Pickers show a re-run? How can it be that I have seen every episode when I haven’t been a regular viewer? It is perplexing to me.
I should have drafted my son for my fantasy baseball team. If I had then I would somewhere north of last place again.
Never, ever volunteer to be the President of your Home Owners Association. It doesn’t pay very well and all you do is make someone unhappy.
My daughter is growing up very fast.
So here I am back at the work of crafting words. Good luck to us all.
I have run across a couple of new blogs that I must recommend to you.
Wilson Agaba was born in Uganda but now lives in the United States. He is a wonderful example of a man who promotes love, faith, hope and integrity in everything he does. If you want to find a place that is welcoming, encouraging and promises inclusion for all, then you could do much worse than Wilson’s site.
https://storinghope.wordpress.com/
It is Memorial Day and it is day to honor those who made the ultimate sacrifice. I found the site of a lady who writes anonymously about her journey as the wife of a Marine. She is as open and honest as anyone I have ever read online. She exposes all the details of her life, warts and all. I admire her courage as a Mom and wife and her willingness to tell the world who she is. One particular post documents her husband’s job as a CACO (Casualty Assistance Calls Officer) and his experience of notifying the next of kin following the death of a Marine. There is nothing fun or lighthearted about this particular post but it illustrates what a Marine will do to protect and defend the family of a fallen Marine.
https://howfaristhemoon.wordpress.com/2015/05/21/having-to-do-the-unimaginable/
I will do what I can over the summer as far as keeping up with regular posts but I make no promises. Yes, I know I owe you some story time too. Get in line or send me a check, your choice. Ha ha.
Until next time, keep on rockin.
Thank you for your kind words Rob, I have enjoyed looking over your blog. That is a huge accomplishment, writing so much! This is the first time I’ve gotten blogging to stick with me, we’ll see how I do after I get this next PCS out of the way. Wishing you the best on your journey, keep writing!
Thank you for the kind words.
Be careful what you wish for because sometimes people like me are like herpes. Once you get it, it never goes away.
Check your pockets. If you find a ten, it’s my contribution to your writing career. If you find lint, it’s a writing prompt, also from me. (You’re welcome.)
I think you’re onto something, but backwards. We need to create a rehab for writers who need a break…sitting in a silent, padded room with just a laptop sounds like ahhhhhhhhh. I bet we could make bank.
The last time I tried to get money stuffed into my pockets, I took a job as a stripper. The first night on the job, it cost me a couple hundred dollars to get the women to hang around until the next stripper came out. Therefore, I am very leery of the prospect of looking in my pockets. But I did look, I got lint so the next post will be about lint. Thanks a lot. Ha ha.
When you create the padded room, let me know. I am ready to bang my head against the wall.
Sooooo…I think someone didn’t ‘splain to you. You’re supposed to MAKE money. Geez.
Well, in two days I’ll be sitting in the hospital for 24 hours with the girl for an EEG, so I’m thinking maybe I can see if they have a room. I’ll let you know.
I look forward to reading the lint post. I expect depth. No fluff.
Well I never said I was “good” at exotic dancing.
You don’t owe anyone an apology or explanation for taking a hiatus for yourself. Always glad to read your posts. Good you’re back in action. 🙂
You don’t know my people, they are wearing me out with the why aren’t you writing comments. All is well and it is nice to know that I was missed even though I didn’t go anywhere.
Count your blessings. It’s good to have people that care enough to bug you incessantly.
Very true and I tell people that I live the dream. But sometimes that dream turned into a nightmare. I love your positive thoughts.
Rob, thank you so much for sharing my blog with other people. I really appreciate you the way you introduced me, it is really wonderful. And I appreciate your friendship, I really feel your support.
It is my pleasure. You are the one who is wonderful. I am still trying to learn.
You must be a good student! We are all keep learning everyday.