Never attribute to malice that which can be explained by stupidity. – Robert J. Hanlon
“Don’t take life too seriously. You’ll never get out of it alive.”-Elbert Hubbard
“A book is a version of the world. If you do not like it, ignore it; or offer your own version in return.” Salman Rushdie
Those Winter Sundays
by Robert Hayden (1913 – 1980)
Sundays too my father got up early
and put his clothes on in the blueblack cold,
then with cracked hands that ached
from labor in the weekday weather made
banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him.
I’d wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking.
When the rooms were warm, he’d call,
and slowly I would rise and dress,
fearing the chronic angers of that house,
Speaking indifferently to him,
who had driven out the cold
and polished my good shoes as well.
What did I know, what did I know
of love’s austere and lonely offices?
The first draft of my current work-in-progress, “The Valley,” was completed today. It is a story of a rogue group of 12 soldiers and one army chaplain who begin fighting proxy wars against the establishment who create wars: politicians, bankers, and corporate owners profiting from war.
Hopefully, it will be ready for publication by the end of 2018. Below is a video of the madness that was my life for the past 11 months.