Friday is My Second Favorite F Word
you're going to want to read this one
It’s Friday, and the second day of May. My car is up on blocks and I’m waiting for parts, and hustling money to order more. My body feels like it needs to be put up on blocks for a bit, too, and I’ve only got three more months to wait until my scheduled stomach procedure. My mental health is checked up on by four medical professionals, and every other week right now. Medication changed. Many of you know how joyful that is, and I still find myself wandering and wearing two pairs of sunglasses at least once every day. You know I have near blinding photophobia?
And all of that sounds like a sad ass story, and it is, but also, I’ve been working hard on learning how to write better short stories, and I got two micro short stories published at The Literary Underground. Those are out today. And I hope you will go read them. They’re short. And I’m pretty proud of them. Find them here.
And there’s more. Last week I found out that a new poem that I’m really proud of, titled “What Would They Have Without Us?” was accepted over at Keeping the Flame Alive’s one year anniversary anthology. Every publication is a day worth a cake celebration for an independent writer. And Keeping the Flame Alive are good people doing good things.
And there’s more. I know. I told you that my times are tough right now, but look at all this writing success. Friends, I woke up to an email from a publisher, and that email had the PDF proof for my first ever poetry collection, and after all these years of writing and working, to finally see my first book of poetry in its infant stages, oh fuck, I teared up and maybe cried a little. It’s called “Fight Songs For the Underdogs,” and it’s the proudest book I’ve written so far. And that’s all I’m going to tell you about it. Except that it’s got a lot of pages, so please hold $25 back, so you can buy one when it releases.
And there’s more. I know. It’s too much to tell you at once, but if not now, when? I’ve been looking for a way to start a small, micro used bookstore for a long time. And after a lot of planning, talking with others, and working through a ton of ideas, I think I’ve found one that will work. I’m excited to show you this new type of micro bookstore. It’s kind of like a scholastic book fair, but for book lover grownups. Please, go window shop at Hippie Books and BS
The world truly is a circus. Life is a rusty carnival ride. I don’t know how I’m going to make it while waiting for the american healthcare system and the american safety nets to kick in, but one thing is certain, I’ll keep writing and collecting too many books, and on Fridays, we’ll eat ice cream.
Happy Friday my dear homies. Find time, and a reason to dance today. It’s only May. It’s only today.
Love,
Dan
Ps. I have two writer and artist colleagues and friends that are celebrating sober anniversaries today. One has 16 years. One has six. Miracles still happen everyday. Congratulations guys. I’m proud of you.
I really like "rusty carnival ride".
Your short stories fucking rule