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Showing posts with label Neil Gaiman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Neil Gaiman. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 5, 2016

I can't wait for "American Gods" next year











Friday, September 16, 2016

Writers and Holographic or Simple Wills

I have a lot of writing on the internet, and the custom usually is that after your dead you have the opportunity to become famous, perhaps even a staple in underground culture, mainstream culture, schools, colleges, universities, or all of the above.

It turns out as much as I have been writing I have not been thinking about what would happen to my intellectual property (which includes all of the writing I have done from the profiles of social media sites) after I am gone until I decided on a whim to check out Neil Gaiman's blog ten minutes ago.

http://journal.neilgaiman.com/2006/10/important-and-pass-it-on.html


My goal this weekend is to sit and think of whom I want to be the executor of my Holographic Will (they are valid in New Jersey) as well as the three trustees of my Creative Property Trust, and get some acid-free paper so that I can write out the copies.

If you are a writer, it is very wise to look into this: it will make things easier for your loved ones.


Saturday, July 9, 2016

Something I've been working on

I've been working on a story that is inspired by Anne Boleyn and the book Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman.  This is some of the beginning of what I have so far.   It's just a rough draft so it won't be very perfect.  I've had a rather a block about it lately because I don't know what direction I want it to go.  I'm going to spend time this summer working on a different direction and see how it goes.  I'll keep you updated.

I had a lot of typos I had to fix just today.  I'm rusty with the process of editing.


 There are events that happen in every woman's life that are entirely due to the people Providence Forces them to meet.  The first and most prominent verb any woman ever learns is "Force".  It is learned before the new life even has the ability to speak.  Their mother Forces them out of their womb, their first breath of air is caught, and their world is forever changed.  Their world, my world, my gaze, encompasses Force, both as steady and as dependable as the orbit of the Earth I watch day in and day out from my own little perch in Heaven.  Orbiting, the lunar cycle, the push and pull of the tide, the magnetism that saturates inside and outside our brief Earthly forms live for this one word called "Force".