So I was working the night shift over the weekend and glad for it because I really didn't want to deal with any people and their crud because I'm tired -- tired mentally, emotionally and physically. I lost a good friend suddenly and that's been the worst part of this whole year. I keep thinking... Continue Reading →
The Decline of U.S. Civilization in Comments
When some Canadian historian a few hundred years from now turns his or her hand to writing a definitive work on why so much of the continent below the 49th Parallel has become a smoldering wasteland, surely that historian will point to the comments sections of newspapers as the gateway to the eventual demise of... Continue Reading →
Coming soon: Black Eyes and Tequila
I've had some trouble writing a good blog this week, partly because I'm really invested in my current manuscript and partly because, like just about everyone else in the world, I'm pretty tired and beat down right now. I won't bore you with my complaints, at least not today. I'm not quite so desperate for... Continue Reading →
The River Changes but an Ocean Endures
You cannot step twice into the same river.Heraclitus 535 - 475 B.C. That is how I always remember this quote, probably because I read the Plato version of it. I also understood it to mean that because the river is ever flowing, the river is ever changing, so even if you step into the river... Continue Reading →
Hustled on the Side
In my previous writing life I was a reporter and one of my areas of focus was the economy and the job market. Now there are a lot of ways you can approach that subject, but since I was writing for the Connecticut Post and a couple other papers, I liked to remember that I... Continue Reading →
It’s a mystery…
Ok back in 1998, I saw the movie Saving Private Ryan and I thought, wow, that's one of the best movies I've ever seen. Then they announced during the Academy Awards that a movie called Shakespeare in Love won and I couldn't believe it. Don't get me wrong, I love Shakespeare. When I'm particularly down... Continue Reading →
Treasure Hunting and Fishing for Books
Photo by Mark Cruzat on Pexels.com On trips to the bookstore or the library, my mother would release us, my brother and I, like a Pirate Captain telling her crew to find lost treasure on an island. We would move into the stacks or towards the shelves of fiction in something just short of a... Continue Reading →
If the Stones Were Wrong It’s My Own Dang Fault
So Mick used to sing it, "Ti-i-i-i-ime, is on your side..." Well it isn't, at least it doesn't feel that way as I look at 50 with a running clock. So, here's the deal, I've got projects, lots and lots of projects and I'd say each one is like a child, but I have a... Continue Reading →
Robert Varnon -- R.D. Varnon 