Sunday, January 28, 2018
In the James Bond film, Spectre, the "Nine Eyes" committee chairman, "C", advocates for more surveillance.
Recently, and not for the first time, I have, again, discovered that one of the people in my past, is yet again stalking me. This time, they are operating under their own name, with ambiguous credentials for their employment. Truly, one of those moments in life where I can now look back and say that I missed a bullet, this is a person who made their choice to depart from my life.
So what is it that keeps bringing these persons back into my life? It's hard to believe that this person, or the previous, have any interest in what I do - they have not contacted me. (Contacted others around me, but not me.) Lingering in the background they just seem to be watching what I do.
Perhaps lamenting the wrongs that they portrayed to me, waiting to see if such atrocities will make it into print.
Here's hoping that I never make it the list occupied by Gwyneth Paltrow, Lennon and Jodi Foster.
Saturday, January 20, 2018
Three weeks into the new year and what have I learned form the Writers Lament?
I've learned that I have not protected my writing time enough.
Until such time that i can rest on my laurels (and royalties) I have to continue to write. Sometimes it's not for the money, today is was for the message for my children.
A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away...
I was a father to two.
I still am, but my daughters don't know it. I continue to write about what has gone on, and what their father has lived through in their absence. One day, when I am gone, they will read about really happened.
Until then I continue to write.
Science fiction. Memories. Relationships.
Three subjects I am apparently, not very good at.
Thursday, January 18, 2018
18 years on.
"Bravo 910, would you proceed to the Wool Store please. Alarm sounding."
It was another long night at another fire.
Still photograph at 1 minute 39 seconds, Police Command Post.