NaNoWriMo: Preparation

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I didn’t even know about National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) until just before it began last year. At the time, I didn’t have enough of a solid idea for a book. So I decided to do it this year.

Now the problem is it that I have several ideas but I’m not sure which one to follow through with.

Some of my ideas include:
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  • A spy thriller in a fantasy setting
  • A story about a man marrying a succubus
  • The first installment of an epic fantasy series
  • The histories and/or holy text of a fictional universe
  • A story about demon hunters
  • An action thriller about uncovering conspiracy theories
  • A book of poetry and/or haikus
  • Real life advice from father to son

There were more, but I’ve narrowed it down to the ones listed above.

I could potential combine some of the concepts of the fiction ideas into one solid book.

My dear readers, what I write is for you to read. What direction do you think I should go in? I would love to hear from you. Please leave a comment with your thoughts. Thank you!

My Guest Appearance on the Chris Brake Show Podcast

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Thursday night I had the pleasure of making a guest appearance on the Chris Brake Show Podcast.

I had some interesting conversations with Chris Brake, John Rapp (my doppelgänger), and Spitfire Sarah.

I talked with them about the safety of electronic cigarettes. I also talked briefly about writing and was labeled a Word-slinger by Sarah, who prefers to write prose (and that’s okay).

You can listen to the podcast or download it here.

Hopefully next time I’m on the show I can talk more about writing and perhaps settle some grammar disputes. Perhaps even tell a funny story or two.

Also, if you would like Spitfire Sarah to shave her head, there is a petition that you can sign. When the petition receives 5,000 unique signatures, then she will do it.

Sign the petition here.


 

In other news, I finally have a LinkedIn account. Please feel free to add me to your network if you would like. Check it out here. (If that link doesn’t work, then try this.)

ALS Ice Bucket Challenge

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My friend, Travis, nominated me to do the ALS Ice Bucket Challenge.

ALS stands for Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis. It is also known as Lou Gehrig’s Disease.

Please visit http://www.alsa.org for more information or to donate.

Enjoy the video!

A Neutral Guide to Net Neutrality

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A while ago, I had posted an article asking people to Sign the Petition to Protect Net Neutrality.

Whether you are a blogger or just enjoy reading blogs, I’m guessing that you spend a decent amount of time on the Internet, since you are reading this. In that case, Net Neutrality affects you, just as it affects everyone who uses the Internet. It is imperative that Net Neutrality is protected.

If you would like to learn more about what Net Neutrality is and how you will be affected if it is abolished, then check out this Neutral Guide to Net Neutrality.

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Read My Articles on Bubbleblabber and Shiftgig

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One of the reasons why I haven’t been posting as much on Missing the Muse is because I’ve gotten some paid blogging gigs. As a writer and blogger, it is truly awesome to get paid for my words. If you enjoy my posts, then please check out my articles on Bubbleblabber and Shiftgig.

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Bubbleblabber is a fun blog that reviews cartoons, anime, and animated shorts.

Here are my articles so far:Bubbleblabber

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Shiftgig is a website that dedicated to helping food service industry workers find jobs and food service industry employers find help. Think of LinkedIn for restaurants and bars. They also have a blog.

Here are my articles so far:Shiftgig

Thank for you reading my blog and for checking out articles that I have written on other blogs.

A Great Honor As A Blogger

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Hello? Is anyone still here?

In case anyone was worried, I’m still alive.

I’m going through a lot of personal stuff and junk right now.

In the midst of Life bitch slapping me like a used up hooker who comes up short on cash, I seem to have neglected my blog. Worse than that, I have neglected my loyal readers.

Once again, I seem to be missing the Muse.

It wasn’t until today that I realized how appreciated my blog posts are.

I received an email from one of my readers, a fellow blogger whose posts I have always enjoyed as well.

I really hope that she doesn’t mind me posting what she wrote, but her email meant a lot to me. I am quite honored to be told that my posts are appreciated and that I have been missed.

Here is what she wrote:

Hi Dan,

I started following Missing the Muse in June because your words really resonated with me. Pieces of your story and some of your feelings seemed to resemble mine in a few key ways, so it was cool to read someone else’s take on such personal experiences. Also, you are simply a beautiful writer with what seems like a great sense of humor and an ability for deep, meaningful introspection. Since those are all things that I admire, I was looking forward to reading more from you. But, there hasn’t been a new post since Father’s Day.

If life has just gotten in the way and you’re not writing, then I totally understand how that can happen and it’s not my intention to put any pressure on you at all. But, I just wanted to check in to say that I’ve missed your posts. If you’re writing somewhere else, I would love to follow you there, if that would be okay.

Hope you are alright and that everything is going well for you.

Take care,
CC

CC, thank you so much for the kind words. I am sorry for posting your email without asking you first, but it really touched me. Just ask, and I’ll take it down if you’d like.

Indeed, life had gotten in the way. I have been working on some writing projects. Besides that, the writing that I’ve been doing has been personal, introspective, and self-reflective. In a way, I’ve been journaling privately as part of therapy. It has allowed me to get out a lot of the emotions that have been building up inside of me. Kind of like how writing poetry has done for me. Except this form of writing isn’t creative. It is an uncensored collection of everything that is currently going on in my life.

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Being told that my writing has touched someone else is one of the greatest honors that I could ever receive.

To all of my readers, I am sorry for any inspiration or entertainment that you may have missed out on due to my absence.

Honestly, I’m still trying to figure out what the point of this blog is supposed to be.

Please let me know what you enjoy the most about this blog, and what you would be most interested in reading. Is it my poetry, stories, rants, random stuff, or something else? What would you to see more of on my blog?

CC, thank you for giving me a kick in the ass when I needed one.

CC is an excellent poet, and I highly recommend checking out her blog, consciouscacophony.

Father’s Day 2014

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Happy Father’s Day to all the great dads out there!

This is the third year that I am celebrating Father’s Day as a father. To continue the tradition that was started on last year’s Father’s Day, I took my soon to meet up with my dad at Buffalo Wild Wings.

After that, my son’s mother treated me to boba tea and we played at the park. It was a good day. I love my little buddy and I am proud of him.

I hope that the rest of you fathers out there had a great Father’s Day as well.

If you are interested in father’s rights, then you need to watch this inspirational video:
Tommy Sotomayor Speaks At The Capitol In Washington DC About The Rights & Importance Of Fathers

I Dream Of Jeannie

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A wormhole opened through time and space,

Allowing me to glimpse your face.

A star died in my galaxy,

Now I float adrift at sea.

Being drawn into this big black hole,

Searching for remnants of my broken soul.

Another dimension is where you stay,

Trapped in a cage day after day.

Oh how matrimony can change someone.

It can drive a man mad when it becomes undone.

For others it can feel like a living hell,

Being stuck inside a prison cell.

We met too soon or perhaps too late,

We’re worlds apart and that is our fate.

We connect well and our spirits could be climbing,

But dammit all, we have horrible timing.

Maybe one day when our demons are dead,

This thing we have could be more than in my head.

Until that time comes I’ll settle for this curse,

Of sending you digital love across the universe.

I’ll sit and wait and drink my martini,

And I’ll always have sweet dreams of Jeannie.

5 Things Every Server Wishes They Could Say to Their Customers

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I have worked as a restaurant server for over four years. I finally escaped the service industry about a year ago. Let’s just say that it wasn’t for me. I am far too introverted to stand talking to people I don’t know for any length of time. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t all bad. I met a lot of really cool people. But I also met some less than cool people.

My experience as a server isn’t all for nothing, though. I recently began writing for a website called Shiftgig. It’s kind of like Linked In, except specifically for people who work in the service industry. They were looking for freelance content creators and I managed to become one.

So far I’ve written one short article for Shiftgig. The exciting news is that it’s been published on their site!

Without further ado, I present my first article for Shiftgig:

5 Things Every Server Wishes They Could Say to Their Customers

I will soon write more articles for Shiftgig. I would really like to impress them, so it would be awesome if that article received a lot of hits.

Please do me a favor and Share that article with anyone you know who has worked as a server. I’m sure they will be able to relate. Thank you.

Stars And Scars

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I drift alone through time and space,

Floating past moons and shooting stars.

Remembering when I last saw your face,

Brings tears that drip down to my scars.

In space, no one can hear me scream,

If they could, would they even care?

Time slips by like a blurry dream,

As I come face to face with my biggest fear.

So far from you, I feel lonely,

I wonder if I’ll ever get home.

You were always my one and only,

But you shot me into space where I now roam.

I continue my mission in search of life,

Perhaps an alien will take me in.

Maybe she will become my wife,

And greet me with a great big grin.

Or maybe I will be lost forever,

And get drawn into a black hole.

If only I were a bit more clever,

I could finally reach my goal.

Exploring planets is a waste of time,

When there is no one to explore them with.

I waste away while in my prime,

In search of nothing but a myth.

If there is life out here, I need to know,

I want to put my mind at rest.

Until then, more galaxies will I go,

I can only give it my best.