A more perfect union: Some thoughts on perfectionism

I have been thinking a lot about perfection lately, because it seems like I am never satisfied with my work. When I am writing, it feels like I can just keep it to myself and keep trying to make it better, forever. At some point you have to just let it go. This is a hard thing for me to learn. It makes me wonder about all the things I have written over the years that were “perfectly fine” but since I was not satisfied, were never read by anyone.I was supposed to send out my raw chapter to my subscribers today but of course I am not satisfied with it yet.. and it’s only a raw chapter.

Fear is a common denominator in politics. i thelps the politicians control us through fear.


Until the Presidency of George Bush, and with the exception a a few suspensions, the United States had Habeas Corpus. I don’t even know if they teach this is school any more. I have no idea. President Obama has taken it further out of reach by signing NDAA and by using indefinite detention, even though when he signed the Act he said he would never use it. Bradley Manning is in jail for telling the truth about what our Government is doing overseas, and our President’s lawyers are in court fighting to keep him there. 

There I am trying to get this chapter perfected and I get sucked in like an idiot to the election coverage, and I listen to the concession and victory speeches. During his acceptance speech, after the election tonight, our President made a statement. 

Tonight, more than 200 years after a former colony won the right to determine its own destiny, the task of perfecting our union moves forward. It moves forward because of you. It moves forward because you reaffirmed the spirit that has triumphed over war and depression, the spirit that has lifted this country from the depths of despair to the great heights of hope, the belief that while each of us will pursue our own individual dreams, we are an American family and we rise or fall together as one nation and as one people.

Wow. He talked about “perfecting our union”. During the election there was that whole thing about how Republicans want to take the country back 50 years with their views about women. That was really gross, it is really gross, and they are really gross. I am not sure which was more significant though, the ideas they were spreading, or the idea that any of those things they said they wanted to happen would ever happen. Why isn’t Habeas Corpus being rescinded causing as much of a scare as the weird sexless ghouls in the Republican Party? Currently, Habeas Corpus is under suspension, and this has happened before, but it has never been followed up by an Act like NDAA, which essentially makes it permanent, and is very arbitrary in the way it might be enforced, using the term “belligerent” to describe discontented Americans who question policy, and allows us to be tried by military tribunals if some Federal Prosecutor deems it necessary. This is the use of fear, like crazy. Scaring the hell out of Women with 50’s talk that would NEVER come to fruition, and making Americans fear speaking out and being critical of policy for fear of being accused of terrorism.

Essentially, people were freaking out that the clock would get turned back 50 years with regard to Women, which would never happen. What it seems people are not aware of is that the clock has been turned back to before 1776 in some very serious ways and it seems few are paying attention, while the President who is doing it is talking about “perfecting the union” at the same time. Remember, Habeas is something that under our Constitution can be suspended, it is written that way. But these guys are taking it further with NDAA and essentially creating the conditions that disallows the application for the writ. And the conditions are arbitrary, because any Federal Prosecutor can employ it. All this is doing is making me want to be more of a cynical jerk. It’s totally not helping. When the President was campaigning the first time he said he would strive to restore Habeas and scale back the Patriot Act. Instead, he not only expanded the Patriot Act, but he signed NDAA. I am afraid it might be a while before we get back to that whole “a more perfect union” thing. if you don’t trust me or believe me, go look into it. I hope you will, because no matter how you water it down so you can protect the President from criticism, it’s not cool, and you will see that for yourself whether you want to be honest about it or not.

I am doing a blog post per day all month… hopefully.  Inspired by NaBloPoMo. This will be a good motivation for me to format more ebooks, cause oh yeah.. I got ‘em baby. This is post #7

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Make it happen: Do what you love

notes and organization, using pens and paper. remember pens and paper?

The picture is a link to a note about notes

Make it happen. When you don’t give up you can draw good things to yourself. I did not give up, but mostly, what happened is I kept writing. And I used my allotted research time (mini-day) to research writing opportunities and locate groups of creative people in online groups and organizations.  In the process of seeking out illustrators for a graphic novel I am working on, outside of Stellar Gas, and potentially one of my short stories called “The Story of Seaweed” I found a situation where I can make money editing graphic novels and comic books. I am not going to call it a job, because it is my essence.  It is play for me to do things like this.. and it just could become the case that I have found the illustrators I am looking for right in this group.

For my email subscribers, expect your copy of a free chapter by the end of the day today,  Tuesday. See, just because the scary Circus is in town does not mean everything has to be bad. 

Just Combine Halloween and Election Day and get it over with (link)

I am doing a blog post per day all month… hopefully.  Inspired by NaBloPoMo. This will be a good motivation for me to format more ebooks, cause oh yeah.. I got ‘em baby. This is post #6. Can i do it?

Yes Virginia, Hotels are Haunted

black moving gif image for placeholder kindleThere is a Hotel near me in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan that is haunted, for sure. I lived there for two Winters and I had visitors like crazy. The room I stayed in the 2nd Winter  had a friendly ghost. He used to mess with me. At first I think he was trying to get to me because I always felt weird fear when he was around. Then I grabbed a chair, sat down in front of the corner I could feel him in and just told him “Look, I’m only here for the Winter, I do not have an issue with you being here and I do not mean any harm at all. As long as you are cool with me I will be cool with you.” Then I said  ”if there is anything I can do to help you I will do it, if you can figure out a way to tell me.” I told him, “You have a lot more options than I do right now, If I could walk through a wall, or travel like you I would be way gone, so just be cool OK?”

He was not there all the time, but I always knew when he was there, because he would bump through the walls and knock stuff around. I would come home from where I worked and I would immediately know if I was going to be alone that evening.

One time I asked him how he died, or what happened, why he is here.. etc. Later when I was cooking dinner in the downstairs part of the is killer huge Hotel room, I heard a thud upstairs in the sleeping loft, which is like a pretty good sized bedroom. I had just been up there drying off and getting dressed after my shower, which was my daily routine. I always light a candle after a shower, I’m kind of a big girly man that way. It is comforting. Then I put the candle out before I go down to cook dinner. When I went up there after the “thud”, my giant three-wick candle (you have seen those, right?) was on the ground in front of the mirrored dresser where it had been sitting. He did that, but he waited for the wax to cool off before he did it, I never had to clean up the wax. He is a very considerate ghost, at least to me. I place a candle close to the mirror so it  throws light, and so it is not close to the edge where it could fall and make a mess or start a fire,  it was not close to the edge. It was moved. 

Clara, a really far out old hippy lady who used to be a housekeeper years ago told me there had been a fire just a couple years after it was built in the 70’s. A man died in the fire. 

The wing where the fire happened was where I was the year before. I had experiences down there too, but they were more frantic and not friendly, like the ghost felt threatened or something. Those were really scary stories, at least to me, that I will not go into, because there is no point in fear. The lights at that part of the building are always burning out and there are electrical issues.. and the door to one of the rooms, for some reason, always finds a way to get stuck closed. Either furniture falls in front of it, or a lock malfunctions, or a key gets broken in it. Always the same room. That was the room I was in the first year. 

The next year, upstairs, once I talked to the guy he was OK with me. I think he knocked the candle over because he was trying to tell me what happened and who he was. I think he was a good guy in life, I hope he is ok and finds his way. There are a lot of lonely people walking around who have no one and no where to go. I do not know if that changes when we die. 

Another thing is there are pictures on the walls in the banquet room. People are having very happy days in those pictures. For some of these people it could have been the happiest day of their life. Maybe it was a wedding or some other really lovely day for them. Maybe that is just where they want to hang out because it was a good memory for them and it beats whatever other options they have. 

Everyone who is familiar with that giant archetypical haunted looking Hotel knows something is going on there. They hear the music turn on and the chairs and tables moving around in the defunct bar, they know about the dude who died in the fire, they all just know. When we see each other around we just give each other those knowing looks and weird smiles. No one really wants to talk about it I think. As I look back on it, you know, how hindsight is 20/20? I think everyone, or many people who knew I was a new person there, were just waiting for me to figure it out. It is a bizarre joint. But I really like it and i will never forget it. It is a special place. I hope they can all be a big, happy family, regardless of the dimension they reside in. 

Being vibrologically sensitive can be a weird thing. We are conditioned all our lives to ignore it and suppress it, and there are just so many efforts, whether conscious and willful, or  subconscious and implied to keep those senses dulled. All I can say at this point is two things. 1, everything I wrote above is 100% honest, and not just a Halloween story. And 2, love is far stronger than fear. 

Another true Halloween Story

Election Day and Halloween are suspiciously proximal

the monsters of november 4th