Oh my god, people, all I will say is this: when you can see the writing on the wall just read it.
What a week it’s been. I’m trying to just focus on breathing and all the things in my life that I love. And get ready to just move on.
So that is that.
When I can post about it, I will.
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There is a lot going on out there right now, as far as the “news”. I get the feeling August will be a big month for a lot of noticeable changes. It is already beginning to happen. If you follow the Truther channels, you will see examples of this posted every day.
If you follow the regular news, well, good luck with that.
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Right now, I am focusing on busy work. Which means getting a basic submissions package put together for Tell My Bones, so that I can submit it to contests.
And getting copyright stuff together for “Lita måste gå!” (“Lita’s Got To Go!”) (And if you need to go to the US Copyright website soon to register a new work — good luck with that, too. There is now a system in place that is really really not browser friendly and it will make you insane.)
(If you’d like to be insane, then head straight to the US Copyright website and try to register a new work. It helps if you already have a login ID that you’ve used for years that now it won’t recognize…)
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The little boy-cats that I’ve been fostering since May are due to go back home in a few days. I will miss them SO MUCH. I cannot tell you how sweet they are. But then it will be time to get this house back in shape. it is such a disaster — mostly upstairs.
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That’s it, gang. I am trying not to do anything rash or sudden, or have any kneejerk reactions that could be regrettable down the road. I’m just trying to breathe and stay logged-in to that “peaceful center”. (Not in any way to be confused with the US Copyright center…)
Enjoy your Friday, wherever you are in the world.
Thanks for visiting.
I love you guys. See ya.
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My feeding-the-cats, morning music! I’m on a Glen Miller kick right now. Enjoy, gang.
I encountered a wee bit of a rough patch, regarding career stuff, that I’m not going to go into on the blog yet. But it really made it a challenging week.
However, the great news is that I am now an Associate Member of the Dramatists Guild! I’m super happy about that.
The membership is based on my play, Tell My Bones, which I am currently prepping to send off to various playwrighting contests.
I have not had a real chance to take a good look at Tell My Bones for the last 3 years, so there were plenty of details that I had forgotten about. It is sufficient to say, though, that I love this play.
I’m not going to talk about any of the stuff going on in the “news” regarding indictments, etc. You probably know what I think about all of that. (Meaning that everything on the surface is only a way of hiding what’s really going on behind the scenes.)
I still think, though, that it’s a good idea to invest in silver and/or gold if you can afford to, and do it before August 22nd and the public BRICS announcement.
I would also recommend that you make time to watch the final episode in the free docu-series, REMEDY. It has some very important information, as well as plenty of tips on natural remedies to help you heal from vaccine damage.
It’s an article reprinted on The Jersey Sound website, from 1978:
“Bruce Springsteen: Greetings. Again. From Asbury Park.”
The interview took place on Springsteen’s 29th birthday. I was a huge fan of his by this point, and saw him in concert more times than I can count. I remember the summer of 1978 vividly. I remember Darkness on the Edge of Town vividly. But I had no clue he was only 29 years old at that point. Wow.
Anyway, there are also some great photos in the article, too. You can read it in full HERE.
And that’s really it for now, gang. I am trying to sort of recover from some of the shit that came to light this week.
Meanwhile, enjoy your Thursday, wherever you are in the world.
Thanks for visiting.
I love you guys. See ya!
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Two of my favorites from Darkness on the Edge of Town, 1978. Enjoy!
I’ve been awake for over 3 hours already and my brain is almost getting ready to start doing something…
Crimony.
This is apparently one of those “I want to just sit and stare” kind of days. And I can’t afford that luxury.
I have a a ton — oops! I meant a TON — of work to do with Sandra on the play today. Well, between today and September 18th, we have a TON of work to do on the play. Meaning: All of Act Two.
Luckily, Act Two isn’t as complicated as Act One has been. But still…
Anyway!
Great news!! Saturday night, up in Montreal, Peitor Angell — my long-time dear friend as well as production partner in Abstract Absurdity Productions –got some great feedback from one of the producers he met in Cannes back in May.
This is regarding our micro-short script for “Lita måste gå!” (“Lita’s Got To Go!”).
I can’t go into any details yet, gang. But it felt so great to finally get that script back in front of people again.
Long-time readers of this lofty blog no doubt recall, that back in 2020 — before the scamdemic locked the world down — our script for “Lita måste gå!” was getting incredible feedback from everyone. We had a cinematographer on board, and a studio in Alabama on board for interior shots; we had the script breakdown done (and you may recall that I fell out of my chair when I saw the 6-figure numbers on that 10-minute film); we had upcoming meetings with Netflix and Apple TV, etc., etc.
And then our entire company came to a screeching halt. Like almost everything else in the world.
You might also recall that, back in May, when Peitor texted me at 6am from Nice and said he needed the most current version of the script to send to a couple of producers he had met in Cannes, and I had to search through 3 different laptops to find it after three years…
But, I have to say, that when I read over the script, before giving it to Peitor, I fell in love with our film (and our production company) all over again. So to get a very engaging interest from a new producer was an incredibly good feeling, gang.
I will keep you posted!
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So,, if you watched Phil’s Q&A the other night, you’ll no doubt already know that BRICS is expecting to make their world-announcement on August 22nd, about being on a currency system that is backed by precious metals (or by whatever is deemed precious to a particular region, i.e., oil). And that it would behoove all of us to invest as much as we can into silver and gold before August 22nd.
We shall see, gang.
I have since added as much additional money as I can into my own little silver vault. However, how come the world doesn’t already know about BRICS? I’m not understanding that. Or do I live so deep in the alternative news system, that I lose track of what the above-ground normies do not yet know???
Could be.
Also — I have no clue if this is accurate, because I am not a member of Phil’s “Locals” subscription-group — but allegedly, during that Q&A, he gave a sign — by touching his nose– that indicated the Emergency Alert System would go off THIS WEEK.
Obviously, I just don’t know, but be prepared, gang. Mostly with 1-2 weeks of food and water for you & your pets. Cash on hand. Gas in the tank. (How often have I posted that over the years???)
“The surrender of Ukraine may be disguised as a peace deal.
Kissinger’s last move.”
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If you haven’t been watching the new 8-part docu-series REMEDY, there is still a chance to catch Episode 5 and then watch it for the next 3 nights (for free). You will learn the (horrific) truth about ALL vaccines, but also the natural remedies for detoxing them from your system (including vax-induced autism in your kids):
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“The Untried and the Dead: David Axelrod
[…] The military had opened an investigation on Axelrod in February 2022, after receiving tips suggesting that his role as Obama’s political strategist was a pretextual and convenient cover for the depraved duty he performed: selecting underage boys for Obama to sexually molest.
According to our source, the military’s evidence included a video of Axelrod offering underage boys the opportunity to personally meet and dine with Barack Hussein Obama at the White House. Obama’s prey, he said, were among the forgotten–teenage runaways, street addicts, children pulled from orphanages and foster homes.
[…] Sometimes Michelle Obama, also known as Michael Robinson, stood in the shadow of the doorway and whispered in Obama’s ear as he made his selection.
The boys that made the cut went behind closed doors with the Obamas; the others left with Axelrod. In either case, they were never seen or heard from again. […]
Nick Cave sent out another great Red Hand File over the weekend. This time, he gave advice to a young artist who is learning how to relate to her own art. He advised, in part:
“Be wary of anyone who denies art its true complex and eternal nature, repurposing it for their own political contrivances. Art should not lecture or talk down to us or reprimand us. There is little left of the sacred in the modern world, but great art still offers us an opportunity to experience the hallowed, the mysterious and the reverential.…”
I’m guessing I might not be able to get to this blog everyday — especially on days when I have to go in to the train station.
(How it looked in yesteryear! It’s a national historic landmark. It still looks a lot like this, but the train tracks are gone and there is now a hiking trail/bike path along there, instead.)
The current novel-in-progress, Novitiate, keeps expanding in scope. And I just don’t have enough time, most days, to work on the novel and also do the blog and also leave for work on time.
Right now, I am also researching the Vietnam War in 1966, specifically, because it effects the male characters in my novel, specifically.
Of course, I remember the war in 1966, but only in the sense that it was happening. I wasn’t really conscious of the war until 1967.
It’s a lot of research and then the research has to be personalized. It has to shape a character in some way. So suddenly, I do indeed have a novel and no longer a novella. There is a lot going on.
“In January 2022, a Rasmussen poll revealed that about 40% of Democrats supported imprisoning the unvaccinated, implementing quarantine camps, and separating children from them. How do you explain this cognitive dissonance?”
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And, unfortunately, they are already up to Episode 3 in this new 8-part docu-series, from Ty & Charlene Bollinger. They are the ones who brought us the incredible Truth About Cancer books and video series.
This series is called REMEDY. And even though I already know a whole lot of what they explain about the vaccines, the whole history of vaccines, in general, is even more staggering, more harmful, more subversive than I really knew — and the worst part is that most of the victims are absolutely helpless babies and children. The truth about “polio” and DDT absolutely blew my mind. It is just sickening, what was done primarily to children.
Anyway, it is FREE. And the videos also give you information on natural remedies to reverse the damage done by the current vaccines.
Here is the link to Episode 3 — it gives a brief overview of Episode 2 (polio and DDT, among other topics), but you can only watch it until this evening, when Episode 4 comes out (you might have to sign up to watch it, but it is free):
[…] When the investigator refused, the physician called him an “anti-vaccine conspiracist” and said the clinic treated only “cooperative” patients who didn’t subscribe to “conspiracy theories.” Moreover, he admitted he was obligated to report the unvaccinated to the King County Department of Health and to a regional medical society, the latter a plunderbund of 12,000 physicians that blacklists unvaccinated persons.
“Are you saying you’ll tell other doctors to refuse service because I don’t want to get vaccinated?” the investigator asked.
“That’s correct. I am ethically bound to protect the vaccinated against the unvaccinated,” the doctor reportedly replied. […]
[…] That evening, investigators apprehended the physician as he closed shop, charging him under Part 253 of the Insurrection Act of 1807, which states, “…allows the president to use the military in a state to suppress any insurrection, domestic violence, unlawful combination, or conspiracy that so hinders the execution of the laws that any portion of the state’s inhabitants are deprived of a constitutional right and state authorities are unable or unwilling to protect that right.” […]
[…] “There’s a silver lining to all this; we also saw 35 doctors who adamantly discouraged the plants from getting vaxxed and encouraged them to use ivermectin and hydroxychloroquine if they ever test positive. Shows there are still some good doctors out there,” our source said in closing. […]
The Epoch Times— “mRNA COVID Vaccines May Be Triggering ‘Turbo Cancers’ in Young People:
Experts are seeing a puzzling rise in cancer in people under 50 that appears biologically different from late-onset cancers. While some claim cancer rates have been rising for decades and attribute the increase to sugary drinks, lifestyle, and sleep disruptions, others say mRNA COVID-19 vaccines have caused an emergence of “turbo cancers”—and U.S. regulatory agencies have not addressed the ever-growing problem. […]”
I had a lunch date today with my very old friend, Steve — we’ve known each other since we were 11 years old. And today was the anniversary of the death of a very dear mutual friend of ours, Kent, so Steve and I spent a couple of hours, catching up.
Kent had lived in Texas for many years and worked for NASA, so we only got to see him maybe once a year.
Our friend, Kent, the last time we saw him– 2019. We are all at the Granville Inn together.
Today is Mick Jagger’s 80th birthday — in the event you live under a rock!!
And, sadly, Sinéad O’Connor died today. They don’t say yet from what, but she did struggle with depression and with being bi-polar. Just so sad. She was 56.
“Assassination of Joe Biden to be blamed on Patriots.
Everything is on the table.”
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If you missed Phil’s livestream last night, here is the replay. And if you are new to the Movement, it will be of special interest to you, as he explains once again about the chess game, the time lines, and Project Looking Glass.
It’s all over, gang. The White Hats won. Check the news (MSM, no less!). Plenty of shit is going down today.
Replay of Phil’s livestream, “Emergency Broadcast” (1 hr 42 mins) (it won’t let me embed the video, but here is the direct link)
And by that, I mean that I get the whole day to myself to sit at my desk and write.
Sandra has to be in NYC for some meetings, so we aren’t working on the play today.
However — speaking of the play: Man, are we behind the 8-ball now, gang. The days are flying by and we still have a lot left to tackle on the play by September 18th. Primarily, cutting it back to fit the time constraints while hoping it still makes sense.
(But another “however” — once we take the play to NYC, we can take some of this stuff we’re cutting out and put it back in. We won’t have the same time constraints Off-Broadway.)
Anyway! Today is my own! And I hope that sitting at my desk all day will yield some brand new sentences and won’t just be about re-writing sentences that are already there!
And ALSO don’t forget that the July Sale over at Smashwords is almost over!! You have from today until July 31st to download 4 of my (old) eBooks for FREE! (And I have to say, gang, that usually these month-long summer sales are hot for the first week or so and then quiet down. But this time, the people just keep coming and coming and coming — no tacky pun intended!!).
Because nothing says “Hi! Let’s have sex!” like giving the gift of pencils!! (I’d be mindful of handing out that first one, though, unless you like really messy sex that involves the police arriving and some sort of prison sentence!)
Nick Cave’s Sex pencils! For people who have weird sex!
And that’s it!!
I’m off to write great things!!
I hope you have a terrific Tuesday, wherever you are in the world.
Thanks for visiting.
I love you guys. See ya!
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I leave you with one of the above-mentioned Sex Pencils! On the surface, the song seems harmless enough — but dig deeper and it, well, gets weird!!
Honestly, gang, I love this whole effing album!! From Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds’ Dig!!! Lazarus Dig!!! 2008: “Lie Down Here (& Be My Girl)”. Enjoy!!
“Lie Down Here (& Be My Girl)”
Well, you lost a foe And found yourself a friend
(Lie down here & be my girl) I’m back now, baby, that man
He won’t be coming round here again
(Lie down here & be my girl)
I’m trying to tread careful, baby You’re as brittle as the wishbone of a bird
(Lie down here & be my girl)
We’ve been scribbled in the margins of a story That’s patently absurd
(Lie down here & be my girl)
And let it all come down tonight We can shine, shine Let it all come down
(Be my girl, be my girl)
It’s a matter of some urgency, oh darling, can’t you see I can’t hold back the tide
(Lie down here & be my girl)
And stop your frantic little fingers trying to collect the years That pour from the hole in my side
(Lie down here & be my girl)
Oh, don’t worry, baby, this old snake banging on your door Has got a few skins left to shed
(Lie down here & be my girl)
Oh, you look so good, you look so good The rest is better left unsaid
(Lie down here & be my girl)
And let it all come down tonight And shine, oh, we can shine Let it all come down Tonight
(Be my girl, yeah, be my girl)
You look so good, you look so good
One day I’ll buy a factory And assemble you on a production line
(Lie down here & be my girl)
I’d buy a million of you, baby And every single one of them will be mine
(Lie down here & be my girl)
I will fill the house with you, stack you up in every room We’ll have a real good time
(Lie down here & be my girl)
But right now, I’m sitting here on my own Going out of my mind
(Lie down here & be my girl)
And let it all come down tonight And shine, oh, we can shine Let it all come down Tonight
Even though I had to work, I had such a wonderful birthday.
My co-workers at the train station are just fantastic. What a truly loving bunch of people they are. I got flowers, cards, a cake, a free dinner — and a lot of cheerful hugs and “happy birthdays” the minute I walked in the door to start my shift.
I had made a point of not telling anyone it was my birthday. I hate all that fake, sort of “mechanical” birthday stuff that you usually get at a job, where everyone feels sort of obligated to wish you a happy birthday.
The fact that they found out it was my birthday on their own, and then did all that stuff. Wow. It felt incredible. The card that was stuck in the flowers read: “Happy Birthday with love from your Station family!”
Honestly, I’ve never gotten that kind of thing from a “job” before.
I had a wonderful day, and night, all the way around.
I was really happy to get down to see my dad yesterday for his 93rd birthday. The drive was just incredible — the weather was so perfect. I almost couldn’t believe it. (And I have a new playlist that is just perfect for listening to while driving in sunny weather.)
However, my dad’s health is really deteriorating, so I was only able to spend one hour with him. But it was a beautiful hour, it really was. But, wow, it was unsettling. I am only able to get down there every few weeks and so the deterioration that happens between my visits is very noticeable to me, but this time, it was sort of staggering and heartbreaking to see. But we did have a really nice hour together.
Okay.
I have to make this a short post because I have a ton of work to do with Sandra today. So I have to get ready for her call.
I loved this post from Kanekoa the Great— proving that RFK Jr is the BEST psyop out there, gang!! If he doesn’t get the old Dems awake and back on track, no one will.
I find it very amusing, actually, that RFK Jr and Trump are on the same team. So “a vote” for RFK Jr is a vote for Trump…
So far, it’s been a great birthday, gang!! In every way.
The most incredible weather, just so beautiful — I had to go to the post office to pick up a registered birthday delivery from my ex-husband in Seattle.
And so I walked there — it’s only about a 5 minute-walk to the post office (or to anywhere in Crazeysburg). And this strange little 200-year-old village is just so beautiful to me. Today, especially. Such perfect weather.
And getting the birthday gift from Foun Kee really just made my heart smile.
It was early enough that none of the neighbors were really out and about yet. Usually, on the weekends, everyone’s out in their yards. So this morning, it was so peaceful. I just felt so blessed.
And I got a few really nice little “Happy Birthdays” from people who follow me on Instagram.
Plus, my new friend in Istanbul texted me first thing this morning, and just kind of blew me away… We’ll see, gang. We’ll just see.
In the meantime, he also sent me this, which I find just incredibly lovely, on so many different levels, after so many decades of living:
“Hollow Years”
He’s just the kind of man You hear about Who leaves his family for An easy out They never saw the signs He never said a word He couldn’t take another day
Carry me to the shoreline Bury me in the sand Walk me across the water And maybe you’ll understand
Once the stone You’re crawling under Is lifted off your shoulders Once the cloud that’s raining Over your head disappears The noise that you’ll hear Is the crashing down of hollow years
She’s not the kind of girl You hear about She’ll never want another She’ll never be without She’ll give you all the signs She’ll tell you everything Then turn around and walk away
Carry me to the shoreline Bury me in the sand Walk me across the water And maybe you’ll understand
Once the stone You’re crawling under Is lifted off your shoulders Once the cloud that’s raining Over your head disappears The noise that you’ll hear Is the crashing down of hollow years
Carry me to the shoreline Bury me in the sand (into the waves) Walk me across the water And maybe you’ll understand
Once the stone You’re crawling under Is lifted off your shoulders Once the cloud that’s raining Over your head disappears The noise that you’ll hear Is the crashing down of hollow years
Once the stone You’re crawling under Once the stone You’re crawling under Once the stone You’re crawling under Once the stone You’re crawling under Once the stone You’re crawling under Once the stone You’re crawling under (The sound that you’ll hear) (Is the crashing down of hollow years)
c- 1997 John Petrucci
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And that’s it for now. I do have to go to the train station this afternoon. I decided that whoever comes by this evening for cocktails and charcuterie, will be stopping in because it’s my birthday. I mean this on a spiritual level. They obviously won’t know it’s my birthday. but I will. And it will be so interesting to me to see who shows up!!
Okay. Tomorrow I will not be posting here because it’s my dad’s birthday and I’ll be making another trip down to see him.
Enjoy my birthday today! Wherever you are in the world!!
Thanks for visitng.
I love you guys. See ya!
Marilyn Jaye Lewis at Paul Martin’s beach house, Wilmington, NC 1989
I didn’t want to go 2 days in a row without at least stopping in, but I am exhausted! Yay!
I have no clue why. I had a great day yesterday. I slept great last night. I worked about 7 hours at the train station last evening, then drove home (25 miles) in a torrential downpour — thunder, lightning, high winds, the works. And for most of that drive, there are no streetlights at all — just pitch darkness. Except when lightning suddenly cracks open the whole sky.
But anyway. It wasn’t that big of a deal, really. So I’m not really sure why I’m so tired today. But on we go!
Stuff is going on in my private life that I can’t blog about. But it is sufficient to say, that it is very interesting, indeed, gang. If/when it becomes something I can blog about, I will.
Other than that, I’m still working on my many works-in-progress. And my Zazzle store is almost ready! And also, please feel free to visit MarilynsRoomsBooks.com. Even though it’s still in-progress, too; it is up and running.
Oh– tomorrow’s my big day! I turn 63. If you are into numerology, it is my “9” year — that incredible year of completion. Not only does 6+3=9 (63), but my birthday this year equals the 9-year completion cycle (7+22+2023). Plus, my overall number is 9 (7+22+1960).
So this is a really big year for me. I’m super excited about it.
Meanwhile, Sandra and I still have ALL of Act Two to get into shape before rehearsals begin on September 18th. So I’m a wee bit stressed about that, but we’ll do it. I wish I could feel more joy about it right now, but at this particular juncture, it’s just stress & deadlines.
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Here’s some stuff!
The Ten Commandments series continues–
Ross K. Nichols and Jono – The Ten Words: False Witness (Episode 12) (51 mins):
This is making a huge stir:
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And other than that, I will add this. From a friend last night:
And this, from the same friend:
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The Hollywood Vampires cancelled yet another show at the last minute yesterday — this time, Slovakia. However, this time they released a statement saying that:
“Upon arrival today to the venue in Slovakia to begin to set-up for tonight’s performance, it quickly became clear that the construction of the facility was incomplete, and therefore unsafe for both the band and the general public.”
They also said everyone in the band was fine. And they will be moving on to the show in Poland tomorrow. Still no public explanation about why they cancelled the show in Budapest, though.
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Okay. I’m gonna scoot.
Have a great Friday, wherever you are in the world, gang.
Thanks for visiting.
I love you guys. See ya!
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I leave you with my having-coffee-in-bed-listening-music from this morning!!
“Waiting for the End of the World”. From one of my favorite albums, ever: My Aim Is True, by Elvis Costello, 1977.
For some reason, for the past several days, I have found myself singing this song, every morning when I wake up. Meaning, before my eyes are even open, the song is in my head. And I haven’t listened to this particular song in years.
So today, I decided to listen to the song again, and wound up listening to the whole album, while having my coffee in bed. And I still LOVE IT. And so I share it! Enjoy!
“Waiting For The End Of The World”
The man from the television crawled into the train. I wonder who he’s gonna stick it in this time. Everyone was looking for a little entertainment, so they’ll probably pull his hands off when they find out his name. And then they shut down the power all along the line, and we got stuck in the tunnel where no lights shine. They got to touching all the girls were to scared to call out. Nobody was saying anything at all. We were waiting for the end of the world, waiting for the end of the world, waiting for the end of the world. Dear Lord I sincerely hope you’re coming ’cause you really started something.
Things got back to normal as the train began to roll again. We got to the station about twenty minutes later. The legendary hitchhiker says that he knows where it’s at. Now he’d like to go to Spain or somewhere like that, with his two-tone Bible and his funny cigarettes, his suntan lotion and his castanets.
He was waiting for the end of the world, waiting for the end of the world, waiting for the end of the world. Dear Lord I sincerely hope you’re coming ’cause you really started something.
And then the bride, the groom, the congregation and the priest all got onto the train when we were three stations east, yeah. Hiding from a scandal in the national press, they had been trying to get married since they stole the wedding dress. You may see them drowning as you stroll along the beach, but don’t throw out the lifeline till they’re clean out of reach.
And everything about this day was already really frustrating.
Here in the humble Hinterlands, Instagram has been down since 9PM last night. (I’m guessing it’s part of the White Hats blackout, so I’m trying to be patient…)
However.
Not only could I see that I had gotten a really nice DM from a friend in NYC, who wanted to tell me something about my novel Freak Parade (he was one of the very first people on Earth to read a final draft of it, way back in 2005); but, also, a friend in Switzerland had sent me a DM wanting to know how to wire me money to pay me for a book I had shipped to him.
These are things I definitely want to reply to but I cannot! Because I cannot get onto my Instagram account, and I don’t have either of their regular email addresses or phone numbers.
Plus, there is definitely a “man of interest” in Istanbul and I want to see if he sent me anything during the night. And, of course, the love of my life, a man in London… I want to see if he posted anything, for chrissakes. I’m addicted to all this!
But the worst news that lingered through to this morning, is that for some unknown reason, the Hollywood Vampires cancelled their show in Budapest last evening, at the very last minute. Meaning, the people were already queued up to get into the arena and suddenly the show was cancelled.
Even those celebrity-sleuths that we all count on to have the most up-to-the-minute details on everything imaginable related to famous people– the UK Daily Mail— had nothing!
“Johnny Depp’s band Hollywood Vampires cancel Budapest gig at the last minute ‘due to unforeseen circumstances’ leaving queuing fans concerned“
But nobody knew why they cancelled.
It is actually really disturbing. I hope that everyone is all right.
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Well, my Zazzle store is still not up and running, but it’s getting closer. In the meantime, Valerie and I added this cool new merch opportunity!
1954 Powder Blue Pickup playing cards!!
I sent a link over to Wayne yesterday afternoon, and he was thrilled! And he said he would hand them out at the next poker game!
The reason I find this so funny is that (in case you haven’t read it yet) 1954 Powder Blue Pickup is an anal sex extravaganza from start to finish. I think the only thing I’ve ever written that is more relentlessly pornographic would be Half-Moon Bride.
To be sure, they are both love stories, too. But they are seriously not for the easily offended reader.
Anyway.
The merch store is still not open yet. But MarilynsRoomBooks.com is open, but more pages will be added.
Again, MarilynsRoomBooks.com is not a retail store. It is merely a convenient place to find links to all my books and eBooks that are for sale anywhere in the world. Since Amazon and I had that enormously HUGE falling out (worldwide) a couple of years ago, it is harder for readers, now, to find my books.
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In other news–
From Real Raw News:
“JAG Sentences Eric Holder to Hang
[…] clearly wanted from Holder an admission of guilt in the matter of firearms that went missing and were used in homicides and a mass shooting event, under his watch as attorney general of the United States.
But Holder had chosen to remain silent as he sat at the defense table with a smug expression indelibly etched on his weathered face. He had heard the admiral call him “a traitor,” a “cowardly assassin by proxy,” and a “servant” of the most diabolical creature to walk the earth—Barack Hussein Obama. […]”
[…] ‘A verdict has been reached unanimously,’ the admiral said, glancing at a stone-faced Holder. ‘The convicted is now sentenced to hang by the neck until dead…It seems we have an open slot Friday, July 21, at 10:00 a.m.’ “
The Summer Sale is on over at Nick Cave’s Cave Things!! Up to 50% off across the store, from now until August 4th. Shop now!!
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Okay, That’s it, gang.
Have a wonder-filled Wednesday, wherever you are in the world!
Thanks for visiting.
I love you guys. See ya!
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My co-worker sent me this yesterday, so I share it with you. Mazzy Star, “Look On Down from the Bridge.” Enjoy, gang.
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