My First Year

Well, the missus is down south taking care of her mom. Ruth is doing much better; the antibiotics seem to be working. But of course as soon as Karen left, I collapsed like a marionette with the strings cut. It is my way. I've done sweet fuck all in the last three days and I'm feeling pretty crappy about it. Cie la fucking vie, you know?

But today's a bit of a special occasion. I started blogging a year ago. Happy birthday, blog. We've had some good times. First art show, placing a story in a book alongside Joe R. Lansdale, getting into Viable Paradise, finishing a solid draft of the first volume of the novel, all those fucking shootings... It's been an interesting year.

Let's take a quick stroll down memory lane. Here are some good Oaf stories:

My Brief Career as a Vigilante
The Missus Gets the Best of the Oaf
True Amphibian Crime
My Life is a Freak Show Part One
I Am Not Kidding: Part Two
This is Just How It Is: Part Three
The Oaf's Childhood Partially Explained

Perhaps someday I'll do something with these... Here are a few of my thoughts on writing.

Plot 1
Plot 2
Plot 3
Plot 4
Plot 5

Prose

Genre 1
Genre 2
Genre 3

And from my other site,

Dialog

And of course, I'd be nothing if it weren't for Hate.