THIS Rhett Butler Will Never Die

in a matter of hours (i’ve stopped counting – well, not really, i keep peeking at the countdown clock at NANOWRIMO’s home page about 3 times a day) the madness will begin. and i do mean madness. i feel pretty motivated for the project this year, you know, write a 50,000 word “novel” in just 30 days. have a story nestled in the recesses of my mind just waiting to be released by my fingers onto the electronic screen. and i think it will be a pretty good story too. it will be a little similar to my last successful nanowrimo attempt, Cemetery Man; Requiem for a Loner because a lot of the story will tap into real life experiences but i’m going to try to take it a little bit closer to the edge of real fiction and create a story for you that has NOT happened in my real life. my story-telling language will not be much different than my last book. hopefully that will be to the liking of my established readers, and hopefully it may attract some new readers. i’ve been thinking for awhile why ...

Today decided to find the grave site of Elizabeth Short. It was easier to find than I had previously been led to believe it would be. I brought her flowers and lit a candle which I hid from site so that the gardeners wouldn't take it away. Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3

This is the stairway that leads to Elizabeth Short's grave site. Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3

I hope this movie will make me cry tonight. I learned just yesterday that someone I have strong feelings for, that her mother died recently. It's a bit of a twisted story of friendship and miscommunication in the modern age that might make this am interesting story to hear, so I may take more time to tell it at length later. Right now though I need to experience some emotions for this friend, for her loss, and for her. I miss her and sort of tossed her away when things didn't go the way I wanted them to. Some may think I'm a fool, and they'd be right. I feel like I have something to make up to her. Again, I may totally be chasing a windmill but it makes me feel good to think that I might possibly mean something to her. We'll see. Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.3

hey, thanks everyone who responded to my book sale offer. all 10 copies were snatched up within a day of my announcement, which i think is really pretty cool! if there is anyone else that wants a copy, you can always just order the book directly from the blurb website. or if there are 10 more of you out there right now that want a signed copy, let me know and i'll just order another batch. so i took email announcements of my blog updates down for a few weeks. i went underground, if you will, for awhile. remember when i quit facebook? that's when i stopped email announcements here. sometimes you just feel the need to not be seen, or not be heard. you still exist, you still need to speak your mind but it's not like you always have to know that there is someone scrutinizing your every movement. and that was really what the exodus from facebook felt like. a need to have some privacy. and some peace and quiet. and it worked! i had a very nice vacation! i got some simplicity ...

if you have not already obtained a copy of my book, now is the time to grab one! i have 10 copies for sale for $10 apiece which i will sign and pay to deliver to you. in honor of November and NaNoWriMo , whose inspiration since 2003 enabled me to write this novel. it's first come, first served. i know that most of my biggest supporters and friends already have copies, but spread the word. copies will never be this cheap again. you can either leave a comment here on the blog or email me directly if you want a copy. Cemetery Man by Daryl "Darko" Barnett | Make Your Own Book

could have fooled me. it’s hot out. not totally unheard of for mid-late October in California. it’s just that it’s when you hope for it to start to show more sings of change. we had rain last month! and now we are getting this last bake in. and no, it is not foggy outside. not even foggy at the coast side. the fog is in my head, and i don’t like it. it’s not a fog of confusion about what i want to be doing. i know WHAT things i should be busy doing, it is just a matter of making actual decisions throughout each day to do them. ideas come and flitter away before i can even make serious notation about them. the important ideas keep coming back, which is good, but to still be plagued by these feelings of inability to focus my concentration and enact a plan to fulfill what are basically stepping stones of projects is starting to depress me. i don’t blame it on the heat because it’s not THAT hot out. its just toasty and there is even a slight breeze today. no, there is something else that’...