Just when I thought I was getting myself caught up, crap literally fell from the sky and landed on my head. Last Wednesday a charming middle-aged woman knocked on my trailer’s door and asked if I was Jerry Schellhammer, and I said yes. She then handed me court filing from my separated wife suing for divorce.
Category Archives: My Experiences
Going with an Agent
The book in question is Nate Turner: Negro Cowboy. If you remember I was given a writing prompt to write a 1,000-word piece about a genre outside my comfort zone. I chose western and used a run-away slave as the protagonist, named Nate Turner.
My Writing Progression
Hello, my loyal readers. I’m hoping you enjoyed your summer and now Autumn is here and one has to wonder where has all the time gone? I was busy at work and got to see my sisters when they came up to visit. I experimented with A/I helping me be a better writer. Don’t worry it didn’t draft my books, blogs, or short stories.
25 Years After
I know what 9/11 is about. I read the history that brought this to being. I saw the news breaks on that morning. It’s branded on my brain just as Vietnam was, just as man walking on the moon was.
Data Centers? Who Needs Them!
For the longest time, I supported data centers because I believed they would help drive future growth with AI. They sounded like a big win for our economy and for maintaining a global lead against China and other countries.
Don’t Feel any Older
But here I am on my sixty-eighth birthday looking at myself in the mirror and wonder who this old man is staring back at me. I feel the same as I did when I turned nineteen, and every year since, but this body has changed and not so much for the better.
Dolly
I’m sure you all have read, heard, or saw on TV that Dolly Parton passed away yesterday. I for one will miss her as a great, talented musician, song writer, and actress, but also for her philanthropy giving away to whatever cause would help those in need the most.
Plum Crazy
Plum crazy was a color that Chrysler unveiled for the Plymouth Barracuda, though Rachael Brodzinski had no idea what year that was. She just bought a purple ’69 Cuda at a used car lot outside Chicago’s South side. It had white vinyl interior, a screaming 340 cubic inch V-8 and lots of attitude that went well with hers.
Wildfire
I think the first thing I’ve missed since this all started was blue skies. Before the fires that hit Spokane August first, I woke up to twilight and as soon as I left for work after six the blue skies and red ball of our sun welcomed me to a new day. Not anymore.
Historic
Saturday around noon, one of the security guards at the casino where I work told me there was a fire burning near an apartment complex. Earlier that day, a local meteorologist had declared a red flag warning, with sustained winds expected at twenty to thirty miles per hour and gusts exceeding forty-five miles per hour.
