Friday, December 28, 2018
Resolutions… What fool started that?
Automobile’s of Art:
My first diesel work truck, a ford I don't remember the year..
The here and now:
Happy New Year
The heading is satire, serious resolutions are great. Even trying counts some, doesn’t it? I am sure I resolved to quit smoking 100 times on New Year’s. ;-0 (Before it worked) LOL
Not necessarily at a new year, but very often I vow to cut my blog down to 200-300 words. Unless a writer is very good, not many people will stick around for 2000 words.
Years ago on AOL Journals I wrote LLLLONG posts. I have a niece who doesn’t mince words but cut me to the core LOL. In one comment to someone else I read, “I like Uncle Jack’s writing but he is too wordy.” I started counting words and I was doing 1600 to 2000 words. That is a chapter in my books. I checked blogs I enjoyed reading and they were 200-600 words.
The longest blog I read is ‘Sean of the South’ he is 500-800 words. But the dude can keep your interest. Rick life 101, is short except reprints of columns they are always good. Both are professional writers. So I finally got my entry down to 400 words plus or minus a few. I still want to shoot for 300 and still be sensible.
At present I have two books in limbo. One family history, and will sell 10 books, to me. ;-) The other, is a dog book tentatively titled “Ace ‘n Me”. This past spring/summer- now winter, they have taken a back seat to my sister’s death and Motorhome blues.
H. Jack Darnell(writer), Me, and Jack's brother Charles
I get satisfaction from writing. I met H. Jack Darnell (Not to be confused with me) I liked him. He had stacks of hand written journals. I commented on them, he replied, “I’d write if no one read it.” We are alike in that respect.
I won’t lie though, I get a kick when my books sell in Australia, the UK and Greece.
I also get a kick out of you guys who take time to read the Shipslog.
Heck, life is great!
PS: While visiting on the country porch in the picture above I laughed , speaking to Charles, "Man, I cannot believe the wrinkles you have and Jack has none."
Without missing a beat he quipped, "Jack never got married!" We all cracked up. I love mountain folk.
Jack still types his books on a manual typewriter.