So, I have a tall stack of traditional publishing rejection letters. Okay, that’s not exactly true. What I have are the memories of them. Not just physical letters, but emails. I’ve submitted to all the traditional publishers out there numerous times, and I’ve been rejected every time. I usually just delete them if email, or toss … More Pay to self-publish?
As the new year begins, it’s time to start over. Like a new day with all the possibilities fresh, the new year is a promise to change things for the better. To make the right decisions, to not make wrong ones. For the next eleven months we have time to debate, for example, who you think … More 2018: The Year of Love
I’m grateful. Grateful to my friends and family who have loved me. Who have helped me through tough times. I’m grateful to my mother for giving me life. I’m grateful for the good choices I’ve made, and ashamed of the bad ones. I’m grateful that I’ve been able to work through the bad ones and … More Giving Thanks
I’m happy with my life as it is now, but I have some regrets. We all have regrets. I hope you all have found some happiness at some point. I’ve been doing some reflections on my life lately, and have discovered that the regret is probably a universal thing. I’ve made some really dumb life … More Reflections: Happiness, Regret, and Life Choices
So, I write books. Perhaps you’ve noticed. Well, guess what? I also read books. Not nearly as many as I’d like, but I do read. Reading was where I got the original passion to write. Periodically I’ll browse the best new books, looking for one that’ll catch my eye. Just today I found a book that … More The Payment Method
I’m a man with many Moms. For those of you who wonder what I mean, let me explain. I have an extended family. My father C.E. Washburn has been married three times. His first wife was my biological mother, Dena. She passed away in 2014, and so did his third wife Diane. These two women … More My Moms
Gripe 1: Sport bikers. Specifically the one who split lanes this morning on hwy70. Seriously? Trucks and semis, cars of every different kind, other bikers, and everyone doing roughly 65mph. All obeying road rules. This guy zipped though splitting the lane going who knows how fast. He was a blur. (I say “he” in a generic … More 2 Gripes