Monday, January 14, 2019

Look Ma, I Finished My Term Paper

After much hard work, I finally got my rough/first draft done and submitted with a few weeks leeway.    This was indeed one of the hardest things I've done in a while.  Hard not for just coming up with a sustainable idea, but being able to write enough to make it a short story.  Hard too because I had a 5000 word limit.  That many words seems like a lot until one sees the barrier coming closer.

Richard Polt was kind enough to send the participants a template to test the page on.  I liked this because I can enter my digital copy and then type it out to format for the upcoming book.  That is just what I did with the above typed copy.  Since I tend to not pay attention to the bell, this prevents me from overtyping my lines.  I also lets me know when to shove another sheet of par in the typewriter,

Thanks Richard, et al!

Friday, December 28, 2018

And the beat goes on.

Sometimes all it takes is reading a few blog posts to get an idea for a new post of my own. I was reading Joe VC's recent post regarding the Cold Hard Type project. I started entering my comments when I suddenly realized I had too much to say. Now my comments have become this post.

Hope you're reading Joe and Kent.

Monday, December 24, 2018

...and then, the light came back on.

Not quite cabin fever, but one does get a might squirrelly after a few days in the dark.   In a way, it was nice to disconnect and just live.  Of course, I did make morning trips to a local coffee shop to check e-mail, catch up on the typosphere and get my coffee fix.

Got some work done on Cold Hard Type.  Brainstorming works best with no distractions, including electricity.



Sitting in the dark, I spied this skull sitting up on a shelf.  Then I recalled a painting by Pieter Claesz.

Friday, December 21, 2018

Power? We don't need no stinking' power.

Welcome to winter in the Pacific Northwest.  It rains all the time and the wind howls.  Unyielding trees are defeated by gale's force and tumble onto power lines.  Out here in the woods recovery is slow since we are at the end of the line for service.  It's times like this when I'm thankful for my not connected word processor that requires no power source to continue with its mission of writing, writing, writing.  Of course, I am spoiled, so after two days of darkness, I am sitting in a Wi-Fi equipped coffee shop so I can post this.  Too bad the cafe doesn't have a hot shower.

Feliz Navidad!

Sunday, December 9, 2018

Bittersweet Samba

Bitter Sweet Samba

PS - I was surprised to see the word HOME superscripted in my text. I used the caps-lock to type this.  Might have to see about some adjusting.  It's times like this that I wish I had some knowledge of such things.  Suggestions are welcome.

PPS - still looking for mail correspondents.  See my post - Fixing a Hole  Give an e-mail address, or if you're brave your postal address, and I'll send my postal address to you.            Still waiting on yours John Cooper :)

Friday, November 30, 2018

Safari Solution

As a safari user, 

I have run into a problem a few months ago where I was no longer able to post comments on other Blogger user's contributions.  All works well if I use Chrome, but that seems a PITA to shift from one browser to another.  Though both browsers have there merits, I prefer Safari when I am on my Mac.

There has been some chatter here, but no solutions other than to change browsers.  Since I tend to obsess on things and am tenacious enough to keep going until I die, essentially, I think I may have come upon a solution.

While in Safari hit the command and , keys together to open preferences.  Choose the Privacy tab and then uncheck the Prevent cross-site tracking box.    You will be able to post in Blogger comments.

Not only am I obsessive, but I am a bit of a paranoid too, so when I finish my business in Blogger, I reverse the process and recheck the box.

...and now for something completely different...

Because I am a mature adult, I like to read the comics in the morning.  One that I enjoy is 9 Chickweed Lane.  This entry shows a recurrent them through out the strip.  Note how the advice columnist replies to his correspondents.  Seem familiar?