How to sell a Blue Guitar (or not)

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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)”

Shortcuts cut us short

Warren and Willow 5-10-2020

When I started writing, in my journal, the thoughts that emerged for this blog post, I wrote “6:14 a.m.” When I changed subjects a little while later, I wrote “6:24 a.m.” And thus I realized I could finish a page of my journal in 10 minutes, thanks to these time markers, not unlike mile markers on the highway.

The markers help us understand that we can travel a mile in one minute, 60 miles in an hour – or a greater distance if we press the accelerator a bit more firmly – and the miles pass in a series of numbers on the side of the road.

Now I’ve passed the 67 year marker – 68 in 10 months or so – a fairly long journey, longer than many travelers have been, although not as long as many others.

And what have I seen along this road? Continue reading “Shortcuts cut us short”

So what is How to Play a Blue Guitar anyway

How to Play A Blue GuitarUPDATE: 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”

Beware The Deep Silly

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The Deep Silly is a conspiracy of bored bureaucrats who have banded together and challenge each other to see what ridiculous things they can get people to do.

This is why such conflicting information flies about. This is how many laws and regulations are crafted.

Does something seem so ridiculous it can’t possibly be real?

That’s the Deep Silly at work.

Elected politicians think they’re in charge, but they’re mere pawns of the Deep Silly. Behind every major political movement of the 21st century, the Deep Silly is calling the shots, manipulating all human endeavor and thought until it is completely ridiculous.

Why does it do this? The Deep Silly hates our freedom – with a passion. It won’t stop until we all make fools of ourselves by allowing its power to grow.

It has but one weakness: The Deep Silly has no sense of humor. If we laugh at its edicts, the Deep Silly will wobble, although it won’t fall down. The Deep Silly grows offended when someone mentions how silly it is, but laughing at Deep Silly is a healthy thing.

In fact, the best way to deny the Deep Silly is to laugh at it. No, Seriously.

Wolves in the Wind

 

Across the land, two wolves are fighting.

One wolf has a legitimate fear of a potentially deadly virus and wants people to take reasonable precautions not only to protect themselves against infection but to protect others who may become infected if they, themselves, are unknowing carriers of the disease.

The other wolf is mining that legitimate fear to advance and extend government actions that, under normal circumstances, would be considered unacceptable by a vast majority.

Which wolf wins?

The one you feed, of course.

The Ones Who Think We’re Theirs: A dystopian fantasy

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I still remember the moment. I was – I honestly don’t remember much about the day before it happened. But of that day, I remember noticing that the sun was shining, leaves were off the trees but the evergreens gave a feeling of warmth, and we rode our bicycles on and off the sidewalks in front of cozy, well-kept houses. This was in the days when smaller towns had sidewalks.

And when it happened, the world changed. Maybe it’s more accurate to say that “after” it happened, the world changed. Or maybe this was the moment when we realized the world had been changing all along, and we hadn’t noticed. Continue reading “The Ones Who Think We’re Theirs: A dystopian fantasy”

Imagining a world without rulers

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1. Love your neighbor as yourself.

2. Come and go in peace.

3. Give more than you receive.

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Eight years ago (at this writing) I wrote a book purporting to be the memoirs of a man who led a non-violent revolution a century or three from now on the fourth planet from the sun Sirius, establishing a “common wealth” of people who live without a set of rulers trying to run their lives.

The Imaginary Revolution is – to be charitable to myself – uneven as a novel, and if I were to write it today it would be different, just as I am different from the guy who wrote it. I may yet tell the same story from a different perspective – I left the characters of The Imaginary Bomb hanging a very long time ago, and very alert readers may have noticed two of them perish in the background of The Imaginary Revolution. I’ve always wanted to bridge the gaps between those two stories.

My revolutionary fellow, Ray Kaliber, boiled his philosophy down to the above three “Tenets of Common Wealth.” (Actually, his second tenet is “Interact with love – not force or violence,” but in the ensuing years I’ve found a better way to say it.)

This reflection is adapted from a section of The Imaginary Revolution that Kaliber called “What I Believe,” removing the middle man (Mr. Kaliber). Continue reading “Imagining a world without rulers”

Mencken Meets Prufrock

Mencken Prufrock (Willow)

Sound the alarm! The hobgoblins are coming! Be alarmed! Cower!

The rulers are here to cage you, that is to say, to protect you from harm and make you whole.

You have been so very helpless and afraid, but fear not: The rulers are here and assuming control.

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Shall I eat a peach today?

It is not for me to say.