Let me begin by apologizing to those of you who, not unreasonably, expect this newsletter to appear at a regular time and to be all spiffed up and presentable.
You have a right to feel that way. More of a right certainly if I was another writer, one with more logical priorities and bankable accomplishments.
But it was the holidays. Gosh, it was like the holidays on steroids. Didn’t it feel like 16 days of Sunday after Sunday after Sunday …
If you were aware of the feeling now you have some idea what it feels like to be a freelance author, what with the way the time goes by. Now, instead of “Sunday after Sunday after …” substitute “decade after decade after …” and you’ll get a real sense of how I grasp the passage of time.
So let’s just slide back into the present with some thoughts on time.
Thanks to all who read and especially thanks to all who subsidize. Happy New Year!
Today’s theme … Time
• I covet the grandfather clock at the place we're staying. So much I've thought of stealing it. But it's big, it's heavy and moving it would be a lot of work. I think I'll just steal a watch. I'm but a small time thief.
• Because fickle publishing industry insists it is looking for timeless books, my next novel is going to be about a broken clock.
• I wonder how many times designers of the first drawing board went d'oh when they failed said "Oh, well, it's back to the old drawing board.”
• Must be tough being a tour guide at Big Ben. They work 'round the clock.
•Daughter, 10, expressed frustration our canine can't yet be considered a watch dog. Told her to give it time.
• I’m such a reflexive pacifist the only thing I instinctively kill is time.
• Any boss who, frankly, doesn’t give a damn why today you’re late for work is a Clock Gable.
• A horologist (sounds just like it looks) is expert at making watches and clocks and is consumed with all the elements of time. A whoreologist's study is built around mostly hourly increments.
Randoms …
• Still seems like a dream. But it really happened. At one time, George Harrison, Tom Petty, Bob Dylan, Roy Orbison and Jeff Lynne sat down in the same room and said, "Let's start a band!” #TravelingWilburys
• You’ve lived in same small town too long when you realize you're personal friends with all the guys on the highway billboards.
• Electrical trade magazines are all about current events.
• I wonder if in ancient times there was a kid named Isosceles and he got bummed every time the orchestra teacher made him play the triangle.
• I just once would like to see a cliffhanger show end with a villain named Cliff ascending the steps to the gallows.