Yes, driving to town today to get groceries!! (How I wish these guys were real and actually drove me to town & back whenever I needed them to…) (Or needed them for “other stuff,” come to think of it!)

Anyway, I’m feeling better, brain-wise. Even though, yesterday, yet another Government-affiliated organization that is supposed to help low-income seniors get affordable home loans for roof repairs has turned me down.

Because of the bankruptcy. Caused by COVID lockdowns. Caused by “the Government”.

Well, hmmm……

Naturally, since we have had a lot of wind and rain over the past couple of days, my roof has sprung two more leaks… but I guess we will continue to turn it over to God and see what eventually comes from all this.

And most important of all — DO NOT LOOK UP AT THE CEILING. It only spoils my day.

Okay.

So, yes, the video below is war stuff, but it is incredible. Especially if you are a creative in the entertainment industry in any way and have been wondering how on Earth you will ever deal with the whole movie-making process again, now that all the satanic child sex trafficking stuff in Hollywood has come fully to light…

This was great and very informative. (It is primarily about the movie, “Sound of Freedom,” and Operation Underground Railroad, saving sex-trafficked kids.)

MEL K & NATE LEWIS | OPERATION UNDERGROUND RAILROAD: THE HEROES BEHIND SOUND OF FREEDOM (43 mins):

I didn’t sleep particularly well last night (my bedroom was hot & humid because of the rain), yet I still woke up in this really great mood, feeling like the career-related cloud of “overwhelment” has passed! Yay.

(Yes, I am brave enough to use a word like “overwhelment” in a sentence, and publicly, even though the spellcheck is alerting me that I am about to make a grave error…)

So we shall see where this new frame of mind will lead today. Even if it doesn’t lead to any new writing, sometimes just having a happy day because you’re having a happy day, is absolutely the best thing.

Okay, so I gotta scoot and get into town. So this is a short one.

Enjoy your Friday, wherever you are in the world, gang.

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

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Okay, so THIS song was singing away in my brain upon awakening this morning!! What could it mean? I sure don’t know but what a happy song it is!

From 1965, Herman’s Hermits’ “I’m Into Something Good”!! Enjoy, gang!!

“I’m Into Something Good”

Woke up this morning feelin’ fine
There’s something special on my mind
Last night I met a new girl in the neighborhood, whoa yeah
Something tells me I’m into something good
(Something tells me I’m into something)

She’s the kind of girl who’s not too shy
And I can tell I’m her kind of guy
She danced close to me like I hoped she would
(She danced with me like I hoped she would)
Something tells me I’m into something good
(Something tells me I’m into something)

We only danced for a minute or two
But then she stuck close to me the whole night through
Can I be fallin’ in love?
(She’s everything I’ve been dreamin’ of)
She’s everything I’ve been dreamin’ of

I walked her home and she held my hand
I knew it couldn’t be just a one-night stand
So I asked to see her next week and she told me I could
(I asked to see her and she told me I could)
Something tells me I’m into something good
(Something tells me I’m into something)
(Something tells me I’m into something, ahhh)

I walked her home and she held my hand
I knew it couldn’t be just a one-night stand
So I asked to see her next week and she told me I could
(I asked to see her and she told me I could)
Something tells me I’m into something good
(Something tells me I’m into something)
Something tells me I’m into something good
(Something tells me I’m into something)
To something good, oh yeah, something good
(Something tells me I’m into something)
To something good, something good, something good

c- 1964, Gerry Goffin, Carole King

All right, gang.

These last few days of working with Valerie on the book cover-coffee mugs has just been stupefying. (See the blog post “At It Again“)

It’s not like I don’t remember my writing career prior to Q, but it’s this notion of how many years I’ve been working at it, you know? I lost track. And now it’s back on my plate. My primary focus. And suddenly, I just can’t process any of it.

Nowadays, when I think of my writing career, I think that I’ve written about 5 novels and a few novellas, a bunch of short stories and some scripts… And then when I was faced with choosing the book covers for the coffee mugs, I see I have to choose from 25 books. Of my own. Not the dozens that include my work but are edited by someone else.

What the heck?

Almost all of my books are out of print now, so I kind of forget. But I have bookshelves in my storage closet filled with books I either wrote or edited or contributed to over the decades, so it’s all in there. But I really don’t see it anymore. If it isn’t on LULU or Smashwords or Amazon, I simply forget.

Here’s one small portion of the writing madness in my storage closet. Some of my published books over the years, and all of my journals.

The closet is filled with books, journals, original manuscripts, correspondence — all of it “overseen” by Valerie in Brooklyn, since she is one of the heirs to my humble Estate…

And the idea of having a blog for 25 years just blows my mind. I cannot get my mind around that, still. Where did the time go?

Marilyn’s Room was an offshoot of my first erotic fiction site, Other-Rooms.com. That idea was born in the fall of 1997, when I was riding the subway in NYC, thinking about the terrific erotica writers who were emerging in the US and the UK and I wanted the world to know about them. So I decided to start Other-Rooms. It was named after one of my favorite writers, Truman Capote, and his classic provocative book Other Voices, Other Rooms.

On Other-Rooms, other erotica writers had their own “rooms” where they could publish their erotic short stories or erotic poetry. This was back when the Internet was brand new. There was not the ton of content there is today. Other-Rooms was an incredible success, internationally. Almost immediately, it was getting 5000 visitors a day. And every writer who had a room on Other-Rooms got a publishing deal of some kind (sold a story or poem, or got a book deal). It was incredible. We even made it into Playboy‘s Online Hall of Fame. And I did it all by myself, from my room.

Marilyn’s Room was actually incorporated, in 1998. I had business partners, investors. I had my own server and programmer up in Boston, and a 24-track recording studio in Midtown Manhattan (upstairs from the old Studio 54) was also a partner — it was the multi-media arm of Other-Rooms. We featured filmmakers, spoken word recitals, recorded interviews, erotic photography. Multi-media was very expensive back then and was bulky and very hard to upload. But we did it. And on the Marilyn’s Room site, I had an online journal — which eventually came to be called “blogs.”

But anyway. I remember it all. I just don’t understand how time suddenly just flew.

So I sit at my desk and look at all the works I have in -progress since 2020 and I don’t even know how to begin. Where to jump in. How to get it all done. Plus I still have the play rewrites in full swing all summer.

So it is safe to say that I am overwhelmed.

But before I forget– Valerie created this on Tuesday night and I just love it!!! It was probably my most controversial book ever (the first time I ever actually got hate emails), from 2005 — Zowie! It’s Yaoi! Western Girls Write Hot Stories of “Boys’ Love” — published by Thunder’s Mouth Press in NY, and now you can own it as a lunchbox!! With the Marilyn’s Room blog logo on the back. (My blog logo is also the logo for my self-publishing company: Marilyn’s Room Books.)

So. I’m tired, gang. And confused about this fleeing of time. And of course, I spend a lot of time thinking about my dad, my childhood, since I will be making the trek back down there to see him this weekend for Father’s Day.

For some reason, when I was a little girl, I always bought my dad this for Father’s Day. I really loved the smell of this stuff, and the packaging, plus I could afford it on my teeny allowance! I don’t think my dad ever wore after shave, let alone English Leather…but I, personally, really loved the stuff.

In other news…

This was awesome, gang. Just great historical stuff here.

Gnostic Informant & Ross K. Nichols — Oldest Mention of DAVID & ISRAEL ever Discovered (1 hr 44 mins):

And in other other news–

I’ll just say that I think it’s interesting that Phil is off on his honeymoon for the month of June, not totally silent but basically not posting any intel. And at the same time, SGAnon is “recovering from surgery” and also got a “promotion at work” so he has no time to really post anything right now, either….

Even Charlie Ward is “still recovering”.

And Real Raw News has slowed way, way down…

Lots of silence out there, folks.

So we’ll see.

Meanwhile, I have to get to work on a bio for Sandra for the play. So I guess I need more coffee to get the brain back on track.

Enjoy your Thursday, wherever you are in the world!

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

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Linda Ronstadt & the Stone Poneys, her first hit, which I find myself singing all the time — “Different Drum”, from 1967 (and written by Michael Nesmith, of The Monkees). Enjoy!

Here are a couple more samples that I think look great on a coffee mug — or an apron, as it turns out!! (Valerie’s idea)

And all of these have the “Marilyn’s Room” blog logo on the other side (see last night’s post).

And it occurred to me yesterday, while Val and I were working on these, that I’ve had the Marilyn’s Room blog continuously for 25 years now. That is a hell of a lot of posting to the blog, isn’t it? I’ve used different servers, different platforms over the decades — and I’ve been here on WordPress the longest: 9 years already. I have no clue where the time went.

And also, yesterday, while we were getting the cover art together and choosing which of my books I wanted to include — narrowing it down to 20 (twenty!!??!!) — when the hell did that happen?? 20 books??

To be fair, I’m including the cover art for Girl in The Night: Erotic Love Letters to the Muse, which isn’t finished yet. But there were 5 other titles that I left off because the covers were either absolutely boring or just did not look great. (And this doesn’t include any of the many books I contributed work to — that number would just get ridiculous.)

Anyway. I do not remember all of this life happening, gang. I mean, I kind of do, but I kind of don’t — I don’t understand how all this time unfolded and happened.

Okay, well, here’s Valerie’s great apron idea!! I find this strangely perfect but really funny (I cannot imagine anyone in their right mind buying this, but we’re selling it!):

It would look like this if you wore it– just in time for Father’s Day!!

Anyway, so that’s been fun…

Okay.

Yes, I realize we have an indictment thingie going on over here, and that Truthers are ready for this to be the thing that triggers everything else. I sure hope so, gang. We’ll have to see. (I still think it’s extremely odd that Phil’s on his honeymoon right now and looking really happy. I always try to factor that into everything I’m seeing.) (And just fyi, everything out there contradicts everything else out there, so I’m just sitting tight and watching it all.)

Meanwhile, no notes yet from Sandra about her meeting with the director of the play, so I have another wide open day in front of me. Now that the exciting coffee mugs are, basically, finished — just awaiting some finishing touches from Valerie — maybe I can really get down to some actual writing today.

That’s really it for now. In the event something significant actually happens regarding the indictment, I’ll jump back on here.

Meanwhile, thanks for visiting,

I love you guys. See ya!

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James Tabor — Did the Essenes Write the Dead Sea Scrolls–What Can We Say After 75 Years? (1 hr 11 mins):

Another one for that one I love, just for the thrill of it all! Enjoy, gang!!

Bob Dylan, “Tight Connection to My Heart (Has Anyone Seen My Love)” 1985.

Well, the Simon Parkes update from yesterday did not cause me to make any additional enormous changes to my life. Yay.

He did say that he was tired of everyone just not telling the truth (meaning other truthers, but also White Hats and all the optics….)

And I have to say, heartily, that I concur!! I am so ready for the lies, the optics and the subterfuge to be over.

But in the meantime…

I can’t help but notice the dozens and dozens of happy honeymoon photos from Phil & Keri in Italy, so I’m thinking there is not much to worry about right now. And so on we go!

Quickly to the topic of my new TV!

I could not believe how easy it was to set up. In under 5 minutes, it had even recognized my firestick and set all that up, too. I was sort of flabbergasted by how quick it was. It sort of did it in spite of me, sitting there.

However, setting up Cue Streaming on the TV is not going so well. It works like a charm on the laptop — enough for me to see that there is simply way more stuff than I would ever want to watch in a lifetime, let alone in a day or a week or a month. So I don’t know if I will keep the service or not. I really do not like TV, but I’ll wait and see what I think once I actually get the streaming to work down there in the kitchen.

I’m totally 100% happy with just having Amazon Prime, so we’ll see. I’ll keep you posted.

I’m still on a little hiatus from rewrites on “The Guide to Being Fabulous” because Sandra just finished a quick film shoot up in Toronto and wants a break. And once again, I concur!

But even though I would like to take this little break-time to work on some writing of my own, I also have a ton of stuff to keep on top of regarding the James Tabor research group.

I’m halfway through re-reading The Jesus Discovery (which is just fascinating, gang. Wow. Even the second time around.) But I still have some papers to read before the next zoom meeting, too —

One is “The Geochemistry of Intrusive Sediment Sampled from the 1^st Century CE Inscribed Ossuaries of James and the Talpiot Tomb, Jerusalem” — 22 pages.

Another is “The Talpiot ‘Jesus’ Tomb: A Historical Analysis” — 28 pages.

The third is 15 pages of notes on “Corpus Inscriptionum Iudaeae/Palestinae, Volume I: Jerusalem. Part 1:1-704 (Berlin: De Gruyter, 2010)”.

And between now and the next zoom meeting is, of course, Father’s Day, which means I’ll be doing a lot of driving again and spending some time being exhausted on several levels.

Plus, I have that pesky part-time job to squeeze in there, too. But for now, it’s only 3 evenings a week.

So we’ll see, gang. It just gets stressful, finding enough time and brain-space for all this stuff (and people) I love!

All right. That’s kind of it. I want to get started here before I look at the clock and see that I suddenly have to dash off to work… (that happens a lot).

Enjoy your weekend! I likely won’t be posting tomorrow. We’ll see.

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

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Yes, I’m on a serious Ultra Lounge kick these days! I have so many of their CDs from the 90s (back when I also had many cocktails and smoked many wonderful Chesterfield unfiltered cigarettes!). Here’s one of my all-time favorites —

From Ultra Lounge: Bottoms Up!, a double-header: “Big Noise from Winnetka/Midnight Swim” by Al Caiola. Play it loud and just go on and try to have a bad day!! Or night! Okay. See ya!