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Hey everyone. I know I haven’t been on here in a minute. But I’m going to try anyway.

I’ve started messing around with golf…I’m sure it’s going to be a costly addiction.

And I’ve updated this site. I’ve just changed some cosmetics.

I hope it’s easier for you to find some good things to read.

Sincerely,

-Ethan.

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Writer’s Log #20

There is something about records…

No streaming.

No alerts

No ads

No bings

No whistles

It’s slower.

Like coffee percolating…

You have to turn it over.

It’s enough to make you slow down and dance in the kitchen with your wife.

No ads no alerts

Just you

Granted, marriage isn’t perfect you know.

You have the nights where you have to get up and sleep on the couch. Because the love of your life keeps kicking you. Or they’re a sauna that just keeps burning.

The dog comes and checks on you, just to make sure you’re ok. But then he goes back to his three blankets and a pillow top.

You’re out here on a stiff couch and a pre war blanket that barely covers your ankles.

But you love them. You chose them after all. And records have a way of reminding you of those choices. If

you let them.

Everyone talks about life being so hard. About writing being so hard. About work being so hard.

Just get up and do something.

It’s good to work.

And it feels great to have made something.

Marriage, it’s live rounds and fox holes. It’s hot summer nights. But what did you expect? You expected one person to be absolutely every anchor and every little thing… to seduce you and keep you and entertain you…

It’s good to have a friend

It’s good to dance in the kitchen

It’s good to slow down

It’s good to wake up next to the one person who knows your middle personality

And loves you anyway.

No bings

No whistles

No alerts

No ads

Just you

And it’s good to be there for someone else.

It’s good to be selfish

And unplug from Netflix

And everything else

It’s good to just be alone in a world

Unconnected…

Where things percolate

And take their time

I think maybe some people find it difficult to be that quiet and together. They are afraid of what they might say or see.

But there it is…

like the side B of a relationship

waiting to be turned over….

Writer’s Log #19

I’ve realized 

I work better when I have a schedule and I’m working on my time management.

So I kind of wrote out a schedule…

I usually make a list every night  anyway…

4am gym.

6am work.

11am lunch with Simon, walk Simon. Make coffee for Lindz. 

5pm home.

Make lunch for Lindz. 

Read,write,tv, clean.

It’s not that big of a deal. 

But looking at it makes a difference. Hearing the alarm go off 

Makes a bigger difference. 

Writer’s Log #18

I have a scar across my stomach.

It turns 10 this month. 

When I was 18 I had to have an emergency resection. 

I was diagnosed with Crohn’s disease…

Long story short for a few years I was in and out of the hospital. 

I really believed that that was going to be my life. 

Then I met Lindz. Again. 

People ask me how I got  so lucky. 

I don’t know…

I’m glad we reconnected 

And I’m glad she’s my wife.

I’m the luckiest man on the face of the earth. 

With her awesome  support and two doctors. Some lifestyle changes. 

And walking every day with Simon plus the gym…

I haven’t been admitted because of any flare ups. For almost three years. 

I don’t know what you’re going through. 

But don’t let it ruin you. 

Don’t let it push you back. 

Ruin it. 

Push it to its limits.

Make it question why it messed with you. 

I know I’m very fortunate. 

Not everyone can stay out of the hospital. 

I do have to see my doctors annually and have preventive scopes.

But it’s worth it.

Progress isn’t made in a leap.

It’s every day. Consistently. Making a step forward and three back sometimes. But it’s never giving up. You’ll have good years and you’ll have years that make you question everything…

But the important thing is your ability to believe in YOURSELF. You can change your world by getting up every day and making that step. 

-Ethan 

 

Writer’s Log #17

Finished Go set a Watchman while we were on vacation. It was like walking slowly, chapter by chapter, into the ocean.  In a good way, and even as old as it is, almost half a century, forgotten and unpublished until 2013. I wish it had been published earlier so my younger self could have read it and learned something. However, I’m glad we have it today. 

I also have some other books I need to read. 

It’s raining and I’m able to work on my reading list to prepare  for my annual short stories for Haunted October granted some are simply bought because I want to read them. You can’t have too many books right? 



Writer’s Log #16

Walked Simon today. He was really excited because it had just rained. 

We walked past a gas station the city is trying to close, due to it not being safe and way behind on maintenance….

A girl was filling up her car when the pole mount windshield cleaner and squeegee – randomly fell off the pole! 

It splashed all over her. 

She just stood there staring at it in disbelief. 

It was priceless. 


Took Simon to 3rd Saturday. 

Almost as good as Boom Days 

There were a lot of concerts and Alabama was doing something in town also. 

Simon ate a hot dog. 

And thought, once again, that it was all for him. 

Writer’s Log #15

So I took my wife to see David Sedaris for her birthday. 

She had mentioned him years ago and asked me to get his autograph since she had to work. 

I couldn’t get it back then. 

But he was at Alabama Booksmith in Birmingham. 

They’re a little bookstore with nothing but  signed first editions. 

Awesome place. 


And I thought, hey why not surprise her with this book signing…

I was originally going to just ask her to dress up and then drive her the 87 miles or so…and surprise!

But then my air went out in my car…

After I had done 600 dollars worth of work to it. 

So I thought again…

I better tell her WHY we’re driving so far. 

Or just take her car. 

But then there are all the people that will be there. 

When you work with people everyday- people other than your own people- are the last people you want to be peopling with. 

So I kind of mentioned we were going to see him. 

But she didn’t realise we were getting copies of his new book- along with Ariel Levy’s book.

And he did a reading. For about an hour I guess…it was great. 

And hilarious. 

But no pictures. 

Which is fine. Selfie nation get over it. We got to meet the man. 

I’ll never forget it. 

I always celebrate through the entire month of June.

That way she gets a lot of presents all month, broken up over weeks. 

Today, 

I got her a cake. 

A Mad Hatter cake. 


I drew it and Simon made it. 

He even wore a little apron…

Not really. 

I thought of it and asked a bakery type person to craft it out of the fires of Mordor for me. 

Now we have cake. 

But I’m afraid to cut it….

Maybe I can get Simon to cut it.