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Oh For Godssakes, Let’s Just Have a Pleasant Valley Sunday!

December 13, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

Not much news today, gang. So I’ve been having a really leisurely Sunday morning here.

Yay.

I was out of bed at my usual 4am. Listened to more Sam Cooke (“Bring It On Home To Me”) during breakfast in my Merry Christmas-y kitchen. The cats got 9Lives Super Supper for breakfast, which is their most favorite thing on planet Earth now, so that was fun to watch.

Everything was really peaceful here. and so I went back to bed and stayed there for about 3 and half more hours… Listening to music. Posting to Instagram. And, yes, napping!! Because it’s exhausting to get up and eat breakfast!!

My pot of soup turned out really good yesterday (vegetarian green split-pea). So I was happy with that. And I did watch about half of Wings of Desire, and will probably watch the rest of it today. It is such a beautiful movie.It actually feels sacred. One of those rare films.

Several months ago, I re-watched it for the first time in about 25 years, and now I think about that movie all the time. (And not just because Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds are in it, in a band lineup that is no more but that I used to adore, and/or because Roland S. Howard and Crime & the City Solution are also in it.)

Everything about that era from when Wings of Desire came out, is really just gone, isn’t it?

Anyway. Thank goodness for film. (And I have it on VHS, which still has that non-HD film quality.) (Yes, I still own a VCR!!!)

I’m doing laundry as I type, and I’m planning on doing some non-political writing today. Just for myself. And my career, of course.

Assuming something horribly unexpected doesn’t break out in the world. (I was so sickened by that hanging/execution of Ruhollah Zam yesterday in Ir *n.)

(But heartened to see that there is still more peace in the Middle East: Bhutan and Israel now establish diplomatic relations, too.)

(But disgusted to see more blatant garbage going on in Airstrip One. People dying in the aisles from a p*n d* m*c at the SNL taping, anyone?? I don’t fucking think so.) (When are those poor demoralized people in Airstrip One going to rise up? There is no p*n d* m*c. There’s only a virus. THAT’S IT.) (And the NY ~~dictator~~ only wants to try to force the nationwide unemployment rates to go back up and get NY deeper in debt to ruin the economy. The nationwide numbers for unemployment were actually doing really good. Hundreds of thousands of people, nationwide, going back to work. )

(Crimes Against Humanity, gang. I hope they go after ~~the dictators~~ first.)

Violence of course broke out in DC last night, between Ant* f* and the tens of thousands of people prot* sting the r*gged el*ct*on. 3 people were stabbed by Ant. Ant was shot at by Patr* ots. 23 arrests were made, overall.

The courts nationwide still manage to show corruption beyond belief, making it look as if Civil War will be a foreseeable step, if the military doesn’t step in before that and finally halt the c*up.

Most people do in fact see a military action of some kind coming. In combination with the deadline for September 12, 2018. (I believe the deadline was 45 days after the el* ct*on, but I could be wrong about that.)

Anyway. So that’s that. I hope you are having a reasonably good Sunday, wherever you are in the world. Thanks for visiting, gang. I leave you with my newest favorite Nick Cave photo from yesteryear. Along with one of my favorite songs off his new album with Nicholas Lens (Litanies) — the song is “Litany of the Sleeping Dream.” So effing beautiful… So hypnotic. The whole album is hypnotic. And then it is followed by my breakfast-listening music!! And then a few key videos for today.

I love you guys. See ya.

Rich Valdes’ great podcast. This time he interviewed Lou Dobbs about the many G*P cowards in Washington who will not take a stand against the massive v*t*r fr*ud. (But WHY are they cowards? Are they also in bed with F* ng F* ng? Or — more than likely — users of the truly widespread r*gged v*ting machines themselves??)

Likely legal events that will play out before Inauguration Day:

And in case you didn’t hear this yesterday. There is NO p*n d* m*c. There is v*t* r fr*ud running amuck in both Parties. Drain the sw*mp, anyone???

Just How Much $$$ Are We Supposed To Follow Here??

December 4, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

Well, all righty!

I forgot to post here that Black Lotus Publishing, one of my new publishers, is still working on the cover art for most of their new titles and the site will launch ASAP!!

So we all appreciate your patience, but any day now, my new taboo erotic novella, 1954 Powder Blue Pickup and the new (really long) short story, “Half-Moon Bride” will be for sale!!

These are for adults only, gang. I cannot stress that enough! (But once you read them, you will not want to ever read any other writer’s adult titles ever again!!!)

Well, we shall see!!

And in other good news —

The new album by Nick Cave and Nicholas Lens, Litanies, was released during the night. I listened to it at 2:45am. It is really, really lovely, gang. You can now purchase it wherever you download your beautiful music!

And I urge you to consider buying me this for Christmas: just announced from Cave Things — it is only a mere £1,000,000 plus shipping!! (There are less expensive denominations, but hey…)

In all honesty, gang, I am a lowly writer-editor, living alone in the middle of nowhere Ohio now, and the worldwide l*ckd*wns have all but ruined me financially. I rely on family to help me get through every single month now, but I still go to bed hungry every night. I’m 60 years old now. A thing like not being able to afford enough food has not happened to me since I was 19 years old and first left home.

But you know what? I don’t fucking care. I go to my room and listen to D*n B*ng*no and the X*2 R*p*rt every night and I am determined to hang in there and help people see that America is on the precipice of something truly horrible if we don’t get to the bottom of this eL*c t*on fr*ud and this fake virus panic.

For instance, if you visit the front page of the Ep*ch Times every day, you will see rows and rows of links that will give updated real-time information on all the hearings, the legal issues, the progress we are making on exposing the fr*ud.

And in all that, there are a mere 2 links from B* den: that he plans to make the whole country wear m* sks for 100 days (free speech anyone?), and a statement about how he broke his foot while chasing his dog…

I know that a lot of my readers live outside of the United States. What you might not know, is that I post the political videos and news articles to help keep people in the US informed, because if they only rely on mainstream news they get NONE of this information. In fact, often they are told the exact opposite. (i.e., Orwell’s 1984.)

But I also believe that some of this stuff is headed for other countries, if it isn’t already there. (i.e., d*m*n* on v* ting machines, throwing elections; l*ckd* wns meant to ruin the local economy and not meant to save lives, etc.)

In fact, even though posting videos like the one below bring the very curious Ch* n*se straight to my web site, watch this video if you have the stomach for it.

And, in fact, you may or may not have noticed that I finally removed my memoir-in-progress, In the Shadow of Narcissa, from the Internet. I’ve been threatening to do it for months now, and I finally did. I get really fed up with getting all of my published books and erotic short stories pirated. It’s even more maddening when they get pirated while in-progress…(which was indeed happening by you know who).

And if you still think its fun to be on T*k-T*k and that you’re not being tracked, watch that video above and think again…

I have tried really hard for the last 6 years to not let this current blog get too political. My last blog was off-the-charts anti-Ob* ma. I wanted to have just a quiet little blog from now on. But I simply cannot let this stuff go. I know I’ve lost a lot of regular readers, but gained a bunch of new ones. I appreciate your patience if you are not really that interested in American politics.

On that note…

Once again, the NY Times (online) headlines this morning do not disappoint!!

As you might have seen by my post last night, there was a peaceful protest on Staten Island last evening, in support of a small bar owner who was defying the lockdown and getting fined for trying to stay open and earn a living.

Thousands of non-An t* fa, non-B L M protestors had taken to the streets, finally fed up with the random draconian lockdowns that are killing small business owners but not affecting the mega stores. There was no looting, no violence, no one was attacked or beaten up.

What you couldn’t hear (but which you can hear in the footage included in the longer version of the X*2 R*p*rt below), is that those thousands were loudly chanting “Cu*mo Sucks! Cu*mo Sucks!”.

Was any of that in the NY Times (online) headline this morning??? Of course not, they were only talking about riding the (now dangerous) subway…

And in a related story, this small business owner below had a lot to say yesterday. He speaks for so many — both here and in other countries, I’m guessing.

This video from one of the el*ct *on fr*ud hearings yesterday in Georgia was all over the place. It shows poll workers taking suitcases full of illegal ballots out from under tables after everyone else was made to leave for the night. Then they entered the illegal ballots into the voting machines.

You know, as horrible as this whole thing is — nationwide, coordinated v*t*r fr*ud — they hired true stooges to pull it off. Everyone of these people who ends up on video is looking at jail time.

And probably in an effort to avoid prison time himself, the Georgia G* Vern*r is finally telling the Secretary of State to fucking do something…

And here’s a quick clip from the State Senator who got his account banned from tw* tt *r — that bastion of decency and democracy:

And from the B*ng*no Report, here are the totals of exactly just how many dead people, underage people, felons, and people who moved away, voted in Georgia last month (HINT: The Corpse Vote is alive & well in Georgia!):

On a very serious note, D*n B*n g*n* interviewed Lt. General M*k* Fl*nn yesterday and you must listen to it.

I sat and listened to it at my kitchen table yesterday afternoon and cried through most of it. It’s no secret that I couldn’t stand Ob*m*, but it’s turning out that he was really worse than I had even imagined. What this country has come to is truly heartbreaking for me. How Tr**p has managed to continue running this country and improving our lives here all across the board, while O*b*m* and his cronies did everything they could to undermine him and all of America for 4 solid years — it is really hard to believe.

But in case you are still watching mainstream news, wherever you live in the world — Tr**p won by a landslide. This means that most Americans knew what was really going on and are totally fed up, disgusted, outraged, etc. , with all of it.

So please watch B*n g*n*’s interview. you will learn a lot about the American D**p State and about one man’s true character.

Followed by B*ng*n*’s regular show from yesterday:

The always on-the-edge-of-you-seat X*2 R*p*rt:

And his shorter version that focuses on world financial collapse and how to avoid it:

The Praying M*d*c had a “live” chat that will teach you everything you need to know about how the el*ct*on process works here in the US when el*c t*on fr*ud occurs. It is highly educational if you are too young to have learned this stuff in the current American public school system.

A Sleepy Rainy Day in Crazeysburg!

November 21, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

I feel fine today, gang, but — man — did I sleep a lot. And I had amazing dreams (and when I say amazing, I mean s-e-x.) (What could be better than having a sex dream and waking up and actually remembering it??) (Oh wait — I know! Nothing.)

And last evening, after I did yoga, I laid in bed by candlelight, listening to podcasts from hither & yon (posted below, of course), and drifted in and out of sleep. Until, at 1am, I woke up and discovered, literally, TONS of texts on my phone. Mostly from Instagram, having to do with publicity for the online reading of my play, Tell My Bones, which is tomorrow night!!! Yay!

Anyway, in among all the many texts, was a lone Instagram text from an on again/off again love of my life in Rhinebeck NY, wanting me to call him.

Oh my god. How cool, right? (And even though I have a pretty succinct idea about what’s on his mind and why he wants me to call him, I then laid in bed from 1am to about 2:45am, wondering if there would be any way to persuade him to come to Crazeysburg and help me do those repairs to my roof…)

(Yes, that’s how sex-obsessed I am — I’m more interested in my roof!) (Just kidding.) (Not about wanting him to fix my roof, but about the sex-obsessed part. I’m 197.3% sex-obsessed. And about 0.03% roof-obsessed.)

All righty!!

In case you didn’t catch that up above, the online staged reading of my play is tomorrow night — 7pm Eastern time. RSVP here to get the link for the stream. It is FREE!!!

I really, really need you to stream this play, gang. Not just because I hope you’ll enjoy my play, but because I need those “views” to keep producers wanting to produce the play once the fake p*nd*m*c is over in NYC.

In fact, one person in my family who is very close to me, told me that they aren’t interested in theater, but will stream my play on the laptop in the background, just so I can get that page view!

(And I’m totally not making that up. Leave it to someone in your own family to tell you that. But you know, I prefer honesty. If you don’t like theater, but like me and are willing to keep the laptop running while you watch something on your TV… well, you know. Nowadays, honesty is always refreshing.)

So, not only did Nick Cave release the album from his solo concert Idiot Prayer: Nick Cave Alone at Alexandra Palace yesterday — and it is really beautiful, gang. But also, during the night, they dropped another song from LITANIES — the upcoming album by Nick Cave and Nicholas Lens. This newest piece is titled “Litany of Gathering Up.” And it is stunning. That makes 3 litanies dropped so far and all 3 of them are really just breathtaking.

Well, so, today is all about writing that new erotic short story for Volonte in Sweden. (Today and tomorrow both, probably.) I’m glad that whatever was weighing on me yesterday has passed now and I will be able to focus on writing today.

(Oh, and btw, the alert of royalty statements from Amazon also came through during the night, so thank you, gang, for continuing to buy my books, all over the world. I can’t tell you how much I appreciate that.)

Now, I guess, onward to the somewhat promising developments re: the fate of freedom vs. tyranny here in these united States.

I just LOVE this one, and I hope it goes through and becomes a wake-up call to those key tyrannical G*vern*rs all over the country:

Three prominent members of the M*ch*gan State Legislature have introduced articles of impeachment against Gr* tchen Wh*tm*r, the standing g*vern*r of the state.

The articles seek the impeachment of Wh *tm *r on grounds that she has “exceeded her constitutional authority”, regarding her draconian restrictions during the present p*nd*m*c. They also accuse her of “corrupt conduct in office”. An excerpt from the articles follows below:

“Whereas, in responding to the C* VID p*nd*m*c, Gr* tch*n *. Wh *t m*r has acted in conflict with her constitutional duties as G*ver n*r. She has exceeded her constitutional authority, violated the constitutional rights of the people of M* ch*g*n, issued orders that are not in the best interests of the people of this state, and used the P*nd*m*c as an opportunity to reward political allies…

[Full article is here.]

You know, people around here are talking about the days of the guillotine during the French Revolution, or hangings during the whole Nazi and Mussolini era, or firing squads during a bunch of other eras. And even though, as an ordained Christian Minister, I don’t believe in the death penalty, I am finally starting to understand the depth of the outrage people feel when the corruption of power devastates their livelihoods, their personal freedoms, and the quality of their lives.

So I’m really hoping that at the very least the possibility of impeachments at the State levels will get some of these abhorrent G*v*rn*rs to wake the fuck up and stop pretending that m* sks work or that their is some terrifying p*nd*m*c going on out there.

They are trashing the economies in their States while living high on the hog themselves. They are bankrupting people. And then unleashing ANT *F* and the dreaded bl*ck l* v*s m*tt*r on anyone who tries to publicly resist.

[From last night]

A group inflicted “wide spread destruction” to businesses in Portland, police in Oregon’s largest city said Saturday.

Two separate groups gathered in Portland on Friday night. One of several dozen, wearing all black, donning helmets, and carrying umbrellas—all hallmarks of the far-left Ant*f* network—walked to the Mexican consulate in the downtown area and vandalized the building, spray painting graffiti on the outside.

The group then went to the new Multnomah County Courthouse nearby and vandalized that…

[The destruction continued all over the city and the details get worse. Full article here.]

(This is the same State where two counties are voting to secede from the State and become part of the State of Idaho because they have a G*v*rn*r who is sitting back and urging all this destruction on — see yesterday’s post.)

The Gestapo's Hell on Earth — It’s not that far away. Eternal vigilance equals freedom.

Only people at risk because of age or other physical complications need to be protected from ALL serious health risks, including C* VID. The rest of the world needs to be un m*sked and free to assemble and go about their daily lives.

- 2 vaccines that are 95% effective coming in a handful of days.
- therapeutics that will cure the average person if they catch it
- 99.997% recovery rate for the average person

Okay, well, on that note, I’m gonna get started here!!

Have a wonderful Saturday, wherever you are in the world. And don’t forget to RESIST stupidity. Does what you’re hearing make sense? If not… well, hmmm. Resist the urge to believe it. In your hearts, in your minds. Every bit of positive energy going out into the world right now in the name of your own fre* d*m is vitally important.

Okay.

I leave you with a version of Nick Cave’s “The Ship Song” from off of the new Idiot Prayer: Nick Cave Alone at Alexandra Palace. Enjoy. And thanks for visiting, gang. I love you guys. See ya!

Yay! I Won!!

November 7, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis 2 Comments

I was super happy to wake-up at 4am this morning, check my email and discover that my new erotic short story, “Score,” was one of the winners of the Volonte short story contest!

So I am going to be one of the new writers writing for their monthly eNewsletter. (And I believe there will also be audio stories, too.) I will keep you posted, gang. They are out of Sweden, but all of this will be in English. I’m super excited.

Also, in my email this morning, was a new song from the upcoming album Litanies, by Nick Cave and Nicholas Lens. This new piece is titled “Litany of Godly Love” and it is really beautiful. I just love it.

The album seems to be a sort of opera-type thing, or something like that. So I don’t really know yet what these litanies mean or how they are connected, but so far they have dropped two, and both are beautiful but this new one today kind of took my breath away.

And I saw that Nick Cave sent out a new Red Hand File today, too, but I haven’t had a chance to read it yet. However, you can read it here if you so choose!!

Well, the big election news yesterday was from intelligence expert, Steve Pieczenik, and the “ballot watermarks.” But it wasn’t so much what he had to say, but how quickly his interviews were getting blocked by Google and YouTube.

Again — If you don’t use duckduckgo, or a similar private search tool to search for your news, you are missing a lot of what is actually going on in America.

Okay, well I have been learning a lot about human nature the last several days, and also about me and who I really am and how I want to live my life and who I still want to be in the world. I can’t go into details because it involves people who prefer not to be discussed on my blog. But my life is changing. And I’m okay with it.

Sort of a new era for me, finally. More and more, it’s as if the person I’ve been for the last 50 years is dissolving to the background, and the person I was in my childhood — that sort of pure essence of my consciousness — is in tight focus and is who I relate to now as “myself.” Sort of my true Self, before all the garbage set in.

It’s not that I’m going to forget all that I accomplished as an adult, but I find I am connecting emotionally and spiritually now with who I was when I was born and was coming into my own thoughts, my own perspective of life and the outside world.

I feel like I am in a really, really good place now. It only took 60 years.

Okay!

As hard as it is to believe, we have yet another stunning day ahead of us today! Three days running now, of sun and warm weather in November. However, the one downside is that it’s Saturday so all those road-construction workers have the day off and will not be hanging out outside my house today…

With that, I am gonna scoot and get the day underway here! I hope you have a good Saturday, wherever you are in the world, with or without the lockdown. I leave you with my celebratory breakfast-listening music from this morning: “It’s Only Rock & Roll” (1974) by the Rolling Stones, from their mega-hit album of the same name. Listen, enjoy, celebrate!! And thanks for visiting. I love you guys. See ya.

Wow! What A Difference Not Eating Broccoli Makes!!

October 11, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis 1 Comment

First of all, I’m in a much better mood today, gang — like, 1000%.

Part of it was that I wasn’t actually feeling so great yesterday. (In addition to the emotional weirdness brought on by the chairs — see yesterday’s post, if you so desire. Otherwise — onward; don’t look back!!)

I take a lot of digestive enzyme supplements and probiotics in order to be able to digest broccoli. I don’t actually like broccoli, but I have noticed an amazing difference in how my brain focuses after eating broccoli, so for YEARS, I have tried to eat broccoli (blanched) at least once a day. But I can’t digest it.

Well, then I noticed that none of the digestive enzyme-type things were actually helping — and in fact, some new ones I was taking seemed to be making matters worse. I was in abdominal pain for about 24 hours. And then, finally, yesterday, it occurred to me to just stop eating broccoli. So I didn’t eat it. And without eating broccoli, I no longer needed all the extra enzyme stuff to try to digest it.

And today, I feel 100% fine.

Can you believe it took me that long to figure out that I should just stop eating broccoli??? It is so weird, the things we force ourselves to believe sometimes — i.e., broccoli is good for me so I need to eat it.

Anyway. Even though I felt truly horrible all day yesterday, I did get some great work done on the new erotic short story, “Novitiate,” so I’m hoping that today will be the same.

It’s turning out to be a very interesting story — it’s taking on a shape and tone that I hadn’t really expected at first. So my decision to get out of the story’s way, and stop being an emotional roadblock to it, turned out to be a really good idea.

I tell you, gang — stories really do know how to tell themselves if we can get out of their ways and just write.

I’m also finding that The Monkees’ records make a terrific soundtrack for writing “Novitiate” by — the story takes place in the summer of 1966, on the cusp of Free Love and those kinds of ideas. And for me, those old Monkees’ records have the perfect sound for that era, since I listened to those records a lot from 1966-1968. I’m finding that the second album, specifically — More of the Monkees — just lets the whole story open up in my head. (More of the Monkees is actually a really, really great album. It was recorded in 1966 and then released in January 1967. It’s the album that has their fantastic version of Neil Diamond’s “I’m A Believer” on it.)

So I am once again in a really good place.

I did get a chance to listen to the first piece off the upcoming Nick Cave – Nicholas Lens collaboration, L.I.T.A.N.I.E.S (due in December). The piece is titled “Litany of The Forsaken.” It’s quite hypnotic, although I’m not 100% sure, yet, what it’s about.

I also rented the new documentary film on Ronnie Wood, the Mike Figgis-directed Somebody Up There Like’s Me.

I watched about 20 wonderful minutes of it last evening, when suddenly the buffering would not cease. I’m guessing thousands of people all over the place were streaming it at once. (Saturday night, 8pm.) So I’m going to try to watch the rest of it at a less popular movie-streaming time. I was really enjoying it, so, that on top of not feeling well sort of sucked.

But ever onward we go, right?

Okay. So, I’m gonna get started here. I hope your Sunday is shaping up to be a really great one, wherever you are in the world!! I’m leaving you with my breakfast-listening music from this morning, “Mary Mary” from More of the Monkees. It was actually written by Mike Nesmith in 1966 — he was one of the Monkees. It’s a great song, guys. So turn it up! Listen and try not to dance!!!! (Full disclosure: I was dancing all over the kitchen this morning at 5am, in my PJs, while listening to this and feeding the cats!!) All righty. Thanks for visiting. I love you guys. See ya.

In Honor of World Mental Health Day, I Guess

October 10, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

My mood is totally tanking around here.

I awoke in a reasonably good mental space. Not 100% sure why it’s tanking — and tanking so rapidly. But I think it has something to do with the 2 chairs I acquired yesterday.

This is not one of the chairs but they look exactly like this:

I love ladder back chairs, and the 2 that I got yesterday are really old and really well made.

They came from that little house across Basin Street from me. The son was getting rid of what little was left in the house, and I was, like, “You’re kidding! Two extremely well-made chairs that I love, just for free? Just like that?”

And of course, I was also thinking: What a relief. You can never have enough chairs for the dining room, once you put the leaf in the table. You always need extra chairs.

And I was really just so happy to have these chairs. And I put them in the dining room, against the wall, and I was just really happy. They are so well-made.

And then this morning, it was that thing that happens to me all the time — where I realize that the world in my head has absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with the life I actually live nowadays. I don’t need more chairs. No one ever comes to visit me. I never have dinner parties anymore. And it has nothing to do with COVID, either. On those rare times when my birth mom comes here, or my sister comes over, we always sit at the kitchen table. Other than that, no one ever comes over and the other rooms in my house are occupied only by cats. (The cats have not said, yet, whether or not they like the new chairs.)

Anyway, I guess that sort of started me on a little downward spiral. Not so much the idea that I don’t entertain anymore (or even cook), but the idea that the world in my head is so different from the world I’m actually living in, in the physical. Even though I know this has been happening to me — I’d even say “increasingly” — since moving into this house, sometimes it really just jolts me. The old life is gone. Even though the life I have now is the one I actually love, the old life is gone and probably isn’t coming back.

It’s just a weird feeling.

I must add here that the latest virus stats were released for this area yesterday, and the county where I do all my marketing had a slight resurgence — 177 active cases (this is still really good compared to where it was at all summer). But here in Muskingum County, we have only 99 active cases, and here in the zip code area where I live (a zip code is an area serviced by one specific post office), we have zero active cases. Yay!! And Muskingum County has still only had 3 deaths from the virus since the outbreak. (This compares to 166,000 currently active cases of the virus in the entire State of Ohio, and a total of 5000 deaths, overall.)

So, you know, this weird world I live in in my head, where everything is just really beautiful all the time, is compounded by the fact that Muskingum County exists in some sort of make-believe place, too.

The whole thing is just really weird.

I don’t suppose there is any real harm, at this point, in living 2 parallel lives that will never meet: the one in my head, and the physical one that I “live.” And I don’t suppose there’s any real harm in the fact that I seem to be regressing way past 12, to about 7 or 8 years old now — judging strictly by my current daily/nightly interests in life (see a post from a few days ago). (BTW, I am finally remembering to do yoga at night now, but I only do it while I’m streaming reruns of The Monkees.)

The main thing that really sticks out in all this is, of course, my really grown-up car.

In the past few days, I have gotten several very nice compliments about my car. (The molten lava -colored Honda Civic that still looks brand-new but is in fact a year old now. Like me, the car is curiously not aging.) Even though I accept the compliments about my car graciously, it was foisted upon me by the Honda dealership. Plus, I think that St. Christopher (to whom I actively pray whenever I get into any moving vehicle), had some sort of hand in getting me that car because he probably thought it was dangerous enough to have a 12-to-7 year-old girl out driving, she should at least have a safe car (that is sparkly red and goes really fast).

Anyway, it all adds up to me just feeling really crazy; as if “reality” and “me” do not seem to ever intertwine anymore. And, actually, maybe we never did.

It gets a little depressing. I’m making sort of a joke about it here on the blog, but I am starting to find it a little alarming in my non-blog life. That said, though, life does indeed go on.

I’m planning to spend the entire day at my desk working on the new erotic short story, “Novitiate.” Try to move that forward because, so far, I’m not making the progress on it that I would like to make. I still find that I’m battling myself a little bit in how to put this story onto the page. Not so much censoring myself, as trying to determine if where the story keeps wanting to go makes any real sense. And rather than trusting in the process of the story’s innate knowing of itself, I have decided to become some sort of roadblock to that unfolding.

And I really wish I would stop doing that. I am hoping today will be the Big Day where I can get out of the story’s way.

(I guess that being a roadblock to anything can also be a source of depression.)

So I’m hoping that today will be a day for moving on. If we were to judge it solely by how I’m feeling right now, well — it’s not looking too promising but the day is young!

Okay. Yesterday, Nick Cave sent out a Red Hand File that was really moving. You can read it here. And the Nick Cave Instagram site released an announcement that a collaborative album he made with the Belgian composer, Nicholas Lens — titled L.I.T.A.N.I.E.S — will be released in early December, and one piece from it has already dropped: “Litany of the Forsaken.”

(And do yourself an enormous favor, if you go searching for the album on Amazon, remove all those periods between each letter, otherwise you will make yourself fucking insane and never find it.)

Okay!!! On that happy note…

I’m outta here. I hope you have a better Saturday underway, wherever you are in the world. Thanks for visiting, gang!! Today, I leave you with my anthem — okay, maybe not my actual anthem. I don’t think I really have one. But it will probably be played at my funeral, or at the very least, my wake. I’m sort of a “medium” U2 fan. I have several of their albums. But I’m not, like, a huge fan. But I do love this song — it’s probably my favorite of theirs: “I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For” (1987, off The Joshua Tree). So I leave you with that. Enjoy. Lyrics are in the video. I love you guys. See ya.