This is an interesting time in my writing/publishing career. I’m making old stuff new again while reviewing my goals and passions to see what still really trips my trigger and where I should focus.
Through the last month, since I unleashed How to Play a Blue Guitar on an unsuspecting world, I’ve struggled to explain what this book actually is.
It’s a standalone book. I deliberately put no self-marketing material inside, not a list of other books I’ve written or edited, not a link to find my blog or join a mailing list, only a reference to WarrenBluhm.com which currently gets you an “Under Construction” image. (You tried anyway, didn’t ya?) Continue reading “How to sell a Blue Guitar (or not)”
UPDATE: If you were waiting for the hardcover, wait no more. Click this link.
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So far I will not be able to retire on the sales revenues from my newly published book, How to Play a Blue Guitar. I confess that I have not been especially helpful explaining what this book is.
Is it a manifesto about how to live a life of peace in a turbulent world? a cry for sanity in an insane world? a chuckle among friends? an oddball collection of diverse thoughts and fables around more or less a common theme? a serious attempt to step up and say something even if no one cares to listen? a frivolous jumble published on a sudden whim? a ponderous, jubilant shout from a man trapped in a world he never made?
Why, yes. Yes, it is. Continue reading “So what is How to Play a Blue Guitar anyway”
This is an odd book.
Stories and poems and reflections. Fragments of thought and bursts of creativity, carefully curated to fit together. Oh yes, it fits together. There’s another clue for you all.
Sometimes I craft an essay with great care and toss it fretfully out there, and no one reacts. Sometimes I dash something off and am praised for my brilliance. Mostly I galumph along, so this little road trip may feel a little galumphy from time to time.
Thanks for coming along.
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“Living in a bookshop is like living in a warehouse of explosives. Those shelves are ranked with the most furious combustibles in the world — the brains of men. I can spend a rainy afternoon reading, and my mind works itself up to such a passion and anxiety over mortal problems as almost unmans me. It is terribly nerve-racking. Surround a man with Carlyle, Emerson, Thoreau, Chesterton, Shaw, Nietzsche, and George Ade — would you wonder at his getting excited? What would happen to a cat if she had to live in a room tapestried with catnip? She would go crazy!”
— Roger Mifflin, proprietor of The Haunted Bookshop, a novel by Christopher Morley
He was a cat trapped in a room tapestried with catnip. All of his needs were there — Bradbury, Dickens, Montgomery — Lennon, McCartney, Monroe, Cash — Sebastian and Mraz, McEuen and Crowell — they called to his madness, they called to his heart, they assimilated his mind, and he sang with delight.
“He’s a crazy old coot,” said his neighbor. “Sits in his room all day with a weird smile on his face.”
“How do you know he’s smiling if he’s in there all alone?”
“Never seen him not smiling.”
Since love and fear can hardly exist together, if we must choose between them, it is far safer to be feared than loved. — Niccolò Machiavelli, The Prince, 1513
Fear is such a powerful force that it is used to sell everything from cellphones to wars. Continue reading “Flashback: The power of fear”
Everybody’s pretty anxious right now because of COVID-19, which is newly christened as a pandemic.
The TV lady was talking this morning about how normal life is coming to an end – the virus is coming, the virus is coming, flee for your lives, flee for your lives – in fact, she added, the sky is falling, the sky is falling, I have a piece of it right here in my hands. Continue reading “Refuse to be Afraid”
I was interested in a quote I encountered that the text said came from an article Ray Bradbury had written for the May 2, 1953, edition of The Nation. I wanted to read this article and see the quote in its original context.
Google The Great And Powerful brought me directly to that article, where the magazine’s electronic gatekeeper informed me it was still under copyright protection and not available to the public, go away, kid, you bother us. (Aside: Under the copyright laws that existed when I was younger, the article would have been in the public record and free to read and share for these past 11 years. Who exactly is protected and from what?) Down the list of search results, I found excerpts and references, but, of course, not the entire article. Continue reading “Why I keep books, and why you should”
Longtime readers of this blog and my other writings (all three of you) know how frustrating my journey has been for all of us. I’m the classic big-idea guy who never quite gets around to following through.
My personal frustration led me to yet another re-prioritization and a first-time resolution to complete the National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) challenge – write the first draft of a 50,000-word novel during the month of November.
After three days, I’m pleased to say I’m on track. I averaged about 1,700 words each on Friday, Saturday and Sunday, just enough to reach the 1,667-per-day average output for 50,000 words in 30 days. With Chapter 1 already done before I started, I had a 3,762-word head start (although I’m therefore aiming to complete a 53,762-word novel by Nov. 30), and I start today at 9,141 and looking forward to cracking five digits. Continue reading “NaNoWriMo: Update 1”