I hate Mowing

Well, on the one hand I’m glad it isn’t raining, on the other hand I have to mow. I hate mowing, it is the soul suckingly worse thing for me.

Number one, it’s loud. I hate loud noises, and I avoid them at all cost. But when you mow, you are forced to be outside for an extended period of time while the motor roars. I hate that.

The next, I’d rather be doing almost anything else. I don’t want to be outside chained to a roaring monster. I’d rather be out riding my bike, or even going for a run. But at least I’ve learned to mow quickly. I’m usually done within an hour, usually around 1/2 an hour, so I’ve got that going for me, which is nice, I guess.

So I suppose I better go do this… I’ve got to buy some gas now. It’s been a year, so I guess it’s good I don’t have to do that often either.

I’ve really nothing else to say today. Apparently it’s a boring day.

What I’ve published

Poetry

poems_front2

The Outsider Series

Deatship - Book 1 of the Outsider SeriesStarship - Book 2 of the Outsider SeriesPageflex Persona [document: PRS0000039_00072]

Link to my author page on Amazon – hhttp://www.amazon.com/Steven-Oaks/e/B00MEGSEZ6

Link to the Deathship book in the CreateSpace store – https://www.createspace.com/5023771

Or you can help me out on Patreon. Again, thank you. https://www.patreon.com/StevenOaks

Update: No writing today, I’ve a showing for the house tomorrow, and I want to make sure the place looks great. Not that I have to do too much. I’ve been keeping it up pretty well for awhile now.

“There comes a time when the world gets quiet and the only thing left is your own heart. So you’d better learn the sound of it. Otherwise you’ll never understand what it’s saying.”

― Sarah Dessen

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Ignore hate, or engage it?

I am aware of a few people who dislike the new political atmosphere. The one where it isn’t based on a religious text. The idea that others don’t follow their religions, or those that don’t follow it the way they do seems to upset them.

However, I’ve also notice they are being mostly silent about it. Is this like some atheists not mentioning the fact that they are atheists, or is it because they are afraid of the repercussions? Such as being paired with those that were against interracial marriage.

I’ve seen several people making the statement that if they notice anyone hating “LOVE” they will unfriend them. I can understand the sentiment, as I’ve seen a few things that have made my blood boil. And I can’t seem make a rationalized idea as to why I would want anyone to live a life that wasn’t their own choosing. It’s theirs after all, and I don’t get a say in what another does. But is it best to ignore ignorance, or is it better to engage it?

I’ve lived my life with the notion that life is too short to deal with idiots and jerks. But was that right? Should I not try to understand why another person feels differently than I do? Usually it’s an emotional reason, as I tend to ignore my own emotions when it comes to most matters. But if I let myself feel, I can usually understand why a person would have a different opinion.

In the end, I think it is better to be open to those who are not. If they don’t want to talk with you, fine, that’s their choice. But I think to be the better person is to listen to a side you don’t agree with. Maybe you’ll learn something, even if it is how to argue your side better.

What I’ve published

Poetry

poems_front2

The Outsider Series

Deatship - Book 1 of the Outsider SeriesStarship - Book 2 of the Outsider SeriesPageflex Persona [document: PRS0000039_00072]

Link to my author page on Amazon – hhttp://www.amazon.com/Steven-Oaks/e/B00MEGSEZ6

Link to the Deathship book in the CreateSpace store – https://www.createspace.com/5023771

Or you can help me out on Patreon. Again, thank you. https://www.patreon.com/StevenOaks

Update: 10 pages edited of the new book. I’ve reached the end of where I left off. Looks like I’ll be writing again tomorrow.

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.”
― Martin Luther King Jr.

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YAY MARRIAGE

I’m very happy. America has finally decided that people who love the same gender can get married legally. That in itself seems like a rather wonderful thing. It’s a step in the right direction, because to me it means it gives the individual more rights over their own life.

However I worry things like this, and the confederate flag debacle lead us to distraction. Are we no longer worried about what is in the TPP? Do we no longer care that there are discussions about limiting access to the internet? My worry is that people in power use such things to distract us from matters they deem more important.

Matters again like the TPP. Where there is very little in the way written about trade, and much more written about how to control the populace. We don’t have access to the entirety of what is planned, however we do have some idea thanks to the leaks from brave individuals.

Be happy. Allowing gender not to be important in deciding who can marry who is wonderful. But do not allow it to distract you from the chains that they try to lay upon you. Vigilance is key at this point, but if it goes on much longer even vigilance won’t protect you. They will bind you tightly, and take away anything they deem necessary.

What I’ve published

Poetry

poems_front2

The Outsider Series

Deatship - Book 1 of the Outsider SeriesStarship - Book 2 of the Outsider SeriesPageflex Persona [document: PRS0000039_00072]

Link to my author page on Amazon – hhttp://www.amazon.com/Steven-Oaks/e/B00MEGSEZ6

Link to the Deathship book in the CreateSpace store – https://www.createspace.com/5023771

Or you can help me out on Patreon. Again, thank you. https://www.patreon.com/StevenOaks

Update: About to make pancakes. Haven’t eaten yet, but I probably should.

“If I get married, I want to be very married.”
― Audrey Hepburn

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Working on the house

Today’s mission will be to work on my closet. Nothing is wrong with it, but I think it could use a fresh coat of pain. I happen to have some, so why not?

One of the few things I enjoy about owning a house is that I get to work on it. I’ve painted several rooms, and while the labor involved is sometimes not enjoyable, the results are my reward.

By far my favorite paint job is my livingroom. A deep shade of green really sets off the dark wood stain of the trim. It’s a relaxing room to sit and talk in, and even watching a movie feels more epic.

Now I’m aware that there are some that do not like the idea, but my bedroom is a deep red. I find it relaxing, and have since the first time I had a bedroom to paint. That previous room was more Japanese in nature, and even had a woodblock print design on a partial border that was put up. The red was more orange than what I have now, but I always felt comfortable in such a room. I’ll miss it.

One of the more interesting paint colors was the laundry room. Someone had purchased a can of paint they didn’t like, or want to use, and I happened to get ahold of it. It’s like a mixture of periwinkle and grey. The dull white of the previous color is no match for the more modern feel of the new paint job. It freshened the room right up, more than white would have.

But today I’ll be using white. It’s leftover from when I was repainting some of the doors in the house. They had previously been stripped, and only the natural wood color was left. It looked like the previous homeowner wanted to stain them, but never got the chance. So I finished the job, but just painted them back to white again. Not that I’m against the natural color of wood, but it made the house seem less complete.

I’ll also be putting up a wood border with some knobs to hang things from. There’s a table saw in the garage right now, and as luck would have it, several pieces of usable wood to use. So for fun, and to make things look nicer, I’ll be putting some effort into making the house better. Like I’ve been doing the whole time.

In the end, owning a home can be hard work, but it can also bring you joy of accomplishing these little things. I’ll miss having the opportunity to paint rooms strange colors, but when I’m away from this house I’ll know that my little updates will still be there. That is until the next owner decides to change it.

What I’ve published

Poetry

poems_front2

The Outsider Series

Deatship - Book 1 of the Outsider SeriesStarship - Book 2 of the Outsider SeriesPageflex Persona [document: PRS0000039_00072]

Link to my author page on Amazon – hhttp://www.amazon.com/Steven-Oaks/e/B00MEGSEZ6

Link to the Deathship book in the CreateSpace store – https://www.createspace.com/5023771

Or you can help me out on Patreon. Again, thank you. https://www.patreon.com/StevenOaks

Update: Edited 10 pages of the newest novel.

“In life, a person will come and go from many homes. We may leave a house, a town, a room, but that does not mean those places leave us. Once entered, we never entirely depart the homes we make for ourselves in the world. They follow us, like shadows, until we come upon them again, waiting for us in the mist.”
― Ari Berk

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Letting go of the hoard

I have so much stuff I need to unburden myself with. I’m spending hours sorting, and getting things ready to take to Goodwill. I’ve several things I need to sell, and I’m growing tired.

It takes lots of effort to do this. Writing can be hard, sometimes harder than lugging heavy objects up from a basement, but it’s not filled with memories of the past. Each item has a history with me, and every time I pick an object up, I’m thrown into the past. Perhaps this is why hoarders hoard. They can’t bear to part with the history of an object.

I’m that way too, and it’s been hard over the years to release my hold upon certain things. The things my ex-wife brought to this house, they’ve filled the house for years, and I couldn’t muster the effort to get rid of them. Thankfully I always had room, though the garage always has been over filled with things.

One good thing about trying to sell my house is that it forces me to downsize. I don’t need all of these things. I don’t even really want them. But the thought of them being wasted, or thrown away, it causes me mental anguish. They were purchased for a reason. Even if the reason was simply that they were pretty knickknacks. But over the last few weeks many things have been pushed out, and I hope that some other person gets some pleasure from them.

Today I’m unsure where to start my mission of cleaning though. The main house seems well enough sorted. The garage is where my trouble lies. I’ve no large vehicle to cart the larger items away, nor do I have a dumpster to throw away such items that need it. And there are things I think have enough value to sell. Several bookshelves, a few desks, an old bike, and the like. I can’t justify tossing them away. Mayhap I need to set up a garage sale, but I’d want the garage cleaned of garbage first, but I can’t set some of these items out on the curb, they’re too large, or unwieldy enough that they won’t fit in a trash bag.

I just hope things work out. This has been difficult.

What I’ve published

Poetry

poems_front2

The Outsider Series

Deatship - Book 1 of the Outsider SeriesStarship - Book 2 of the Outsider SeriesPageflex Persona [document: PRS0000039_00072]

Link to my author page on Amazon – hhttp://www.amazon.com/Steven-Oaks/e/B00MEGSEZ6

Link to the Deathship book in the CreateSpace store – https://www.createspace.com/5023771

Or you can help me out on Patreon. Again, thank you. https://www.patreon.com/StevenOaks

Update: Edited 10 pages of the newest novel.

“Originally, the cellar served primarily as a coal store. Today it holds the boiler, idle suitcases, out-of-season sporting equipment, and many sealed cardboard boxes that are almost never opened but are always carefully transferred from house to house with every move in the belief that one day someone might want some baby clothes that have been kept in a box for twenty-five years.”
― Bill Bryson

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The Modern Disease

I left my phone in the other room all day yesterday. I’m not used to that, I usually keep it nearby simply because I have the modern disease. I need to know what is happening at all times, and if anyone has messaged me.

However, since I have a Pebble Watch now I don’t need to have the phone nearby to get alerted to a text or email. Heck, I even had a phone call, and my arm just vibrated until I ran into the bedroom to answer it.

I’m just trying to decide if being always connected is a good thing or not. I have the internet, and a way to communicate with others wherever I go. But this could also lead to being distracted from what is happening in the immediate. If I were to go out for a walk, run, or even a bike ride, would I be living in the moment if a new message arrived? I’d probably look at my watch now, then likely whip out my phone to respond. I might miss a beautiful bird, or an interesting plant.

Then again whenever I go out to exercise I’m listening to a podcast. I’ve already cut myself off from the world, and hear only what I want, instead of nature. Maybe I would find more peace in hearing birdsong, than the droning of someone I find interesting. Then again I listen to such things for updates on the world, or even just idea’s for my stories.

Sadly the trail I usually take for my bike outings is still closed, and I’ve missed out on that type of inspiration for several months. Running doesn’t seem to put me into the same mindset, and riding a bike around a park isn’t the same either. I need to be surrounded by the natural world, even if it’s a tiny strip of land, surrounded by a thin line of trees to either side.

In the end I can’t decide if using all this technology is a detriment, or an enhancement. I think it can be either, simply because it’s a tool. It just depends on how we use it. I hope I’m using it correctly, I just wish there were more places I could easily reach by bike so that I could be out away from the majority of civilization for a time.

What I’ve published

Poetry

poems_front2

The Outsider Series

Deatship - Book 1 of the Outsider SeriesStarship - Book 2 of the Outsider SeriesPageflex Persona [document: PRS0000039_00072]

Link to my author page on Amazon – hhttp://www.amazon.com/Steven-Oaks/e/B00MEGSEZ6

Link to the Deathship book in the CreateSpace store – https://www.createspace.com/5023771

Or you can help me out on Patreon. Again, thank you. https://www.patreon.com/StevenOaks

Update: Edited 10 pages of the newest novel.

“Before you become too entranced with gorgeous gadgets and mesmerizing video displays, let me remind you that information is not knowledge, knowledge is not wisdom, and wisdom is not foresight. Each grows out of the other, and we need them all.”
― Arthur C. Clarke

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Sick, but better, and new toys!

Well, let me tell you scrubbing away hunched over in a basement that isn’t tall enough for my own height isn’t fun. On the plus side it looks better than when I bought it.

There were layers of dust kicking up in the air as I swept, and I must have inhaled a few pounds of it. I got very sick, but my tried and true method of getting better worked once more. Shivering with cold, though the house must have been warm, I burrowed beneath several layers of sheets and blankets until I sweat it out. It only took a few hours, and I was mostly all better.

Then this weekend more rooms were scoured, though they all were decently clean to begin with, and things piled up to take to Goodwill. I’ll probably make another trip today to unburden myself of more material possessions. I’m feeling grand.

Also, I went and visited some close friends this weekend. I love them, they are so kind. I gathered up several children’s books that I possess and gifted them to their daughter who just turned one. It’ll be awhile until she reads them herself, but I think a child is never complete without a few good books to begin life with.

In return, I now have a couple of new possessions. They no longer were using an old phone, and while it has some issues, it is a great little device. I’m thankful for the phone I was given before this, of course, and it has come in handy, but this one is a Nexus 5. Also my friend had just purchased a LG Urbane smart watch, and no longer was using his Pebble. So I’m an owner of a smart watch myself now. It’s awesome. I can leave my phone charging, which it has issues with like my old one does, but I can walk about the house and still receive notifications of texts, emails, and calls. I can even reply to texts with simple messages.

Things are going well, and I think who ever is lucky enough to check out my house next time will love it even more.

What I’ve published

Poetry

poems_front2

The Outsider Series

Deatship - Book 1 of the Outsider SeriesStarship - Book 2 of the Outsider SeriesPageflex Persona [document: PRS0000039_00072]

Link to my author page on Amazon – hhttp://www.amazon.com/Steven-Oaks/e/B00MEGSEZ6

Link to the Deathship book in the CreateSpace store – https://www.createspace.com/5023771

Or you can help me out on Patreon. Again, thank you. https://www.patreon.com/StevenOaks

Update: Edited 10 pages of the newest novel.

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― David Chiles

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Waiting in a park one day

Today I spent a little over an hour in the park. Why? Well because I had my first person come view the house. One of the rules of the trade is to not be home when someone shows up who is interested in your home.

So I spent an hour in a car, running the a/c now and again, with a cat. What else did I do? I edited the newest novel. I got another 10 pages done, and even added a bit more detail to the story. I’m happy with the way it is heading.

Also, later tonight I have to be out of the house again, because another interested party is coming to examine the property. I’m excited, but nervous. I’ve been cleaning this place for several weeks, but those who previously stayed here, well, let’s just say they had a lot of stuff they didn’t take when they left.

I still have much more that I need to get rid of, or hopefully sell. Several bookshelves will be available to be purchased shortly, as I’m limiting the number of books I will take with me in the next move. I don’t think thousands of books need to be lugged everywhere I go, but I had been used to such things. However, I think I enjoy the simplicity of owning fewer things.

HAH! As I write this they showed up. It seems they were running behind, and wanted to view it now. I wish they would have called so I wouldn’t have been here, but oh well. They seem like a nice young couple, so I hope they enjoy the property.

Now I’m waiting in the car until they leave. SIGH, at least there is interest.

What I’ve published

Poetry

poems_front2

The Outsider Series

Deatship - Book 1 of the Outsider SeriesStarship - Book 2 of the Outsider SeriesPageflex Persona [document: PRS0000039_00072]

Link to my author page on Amazon – hhttp://www.amazon.com/Steven-Oaks/e/B00MEGSEZ6

Link to the Deathship book in the CreateSpace store – https://www.createspace.com/5023771

Or you can help me out on Patreon. Again, thank you. https://www.patreon.com/StevenOaks

Update: Edited 10 pages of the newest novel.

“In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on.”
― Robert Frost

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Encounter

The sun crested over the green capped hills of the clearing. The tree’s blocked out what was beyond, but Jonas sat contemplating life ignoring it all.

He had come out here the week before to search for some sort of meaning to his existence. He’d hoped the clear air of this nature preserve would allow some insight. But as the days dragged on, all he could think about was her.

She had come into his life unwanted, and he had opened his heart up once more. He wouldn’t have thought it possible after his wife had left him to find someone again, but there she was. Her gentle nature had led to this, and now he was stuck feeling sorry for himself again.

One moment they had been happy together, the next she was stolen away, her life taken by some careless drunk. He had been driving, and when a car slammed into them, on her side, she had been crushed and left bloody. Thankfully he had been unconscious when they pulled the two of them out of the wreck.

Waking up in the hospital some time later, they told him days, his right arm had been amputated. When he asked about her, they refused to answer, other than to say that he’d be alright.

Cursed to live a life without the use of his right arm, he didn’t know what he could do any more. He wasn’t sure the warehouse would take him back. He couldn’t lift anything like he used to, but the doctors assured him with the new prosthetics he’d be able to live a full life.

When he found out about her death, he had been ready to leave the hospital. They hadn’t wanted to tell him as it might hinder his healing, and with dread filling his thoughts about a life without her, he simply walked away.

Now alone in the woods, sitting on the earth outside the tent that he had somehow been able to erect with the aid of his prosthetic, he waited for a sign. Some hint that he should go on.

His food was running low, even though he usually forgot to eat, or simply hadn’t cared to. He would have to go back soon if he wanted to live, but he wasn’t sure if he wanted to.

Suddenly he heard a noise. It was quiet, but persistent. Like the buzzing of some insect in his ear, and he turned about scanning the area for the source. Finding nothing near him, he glanced upward, and a dark shape glinted behind the clouds high in the sky.

“What is that?” he cried out.

Rapidly the object appeared to grow larger and larger, and was obviously descending towards him. As it grew closer he still could make no sense of what he was seeing. It was black and circular, and the hum was growing louder as it approached.

Jumping to his feet, he did the only thing he could think of, and ran into the woods. Hoping the trees would hide him from whatever the object was, he ran wildly between them.

— To Be Continued?

What I’ve published

Poetry

poems_front2

The Outsider Series

Deatship - Book 1 of the Outsider SeriesStarship - Book 2 of the Outsider SeriesPageflex Persona [document: PRS0000039_00072]

Link to my author page on Amazon – hhttp://www.amazon.com/Steven-Oaks/e/B00MEGSEZ6

Link to the Deathship book in the CreateSpace store – https://www.createspace.com/5023771

Or you can help me out on Patreon. Again, thank you. https://www.patreon.com/StevenOaks

Update: Edited 10 pages of the newest novel.

“The worst bullies you will ever encounter in your life are your own thoughts.”
― Bryant McGill

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Still writing

Thank you. You have all helped me grow as an author, and as a person. I’m very thankful for the time you’ve given me. Continue to do so and I assure you that there will be more to come.

I’m still writing in the new novel, but I think I’ve hit a spot that I’ll need to take some time to work through. Therefore after I wrote a few hundred words today I’ve gone back and am re-reading everything. This means I can edit, and I can correct any mistake in continuity that might need fixing. I don’t think there’ll be much, as I’ve been doing it as I go, but you never know unless you look.

Things are tough right now, but that doesn’t mean I’m not having fun. I usually watch a movie or two a couple of times a week, which means I’m finally catching up to the rest of you. There were several years when I would actively avoid watching any TV or movie. The only ones I could talk about were shows that I caught on TV as a child. Right now I think I’ve watch just about every movie from the 80’s that is worth while, and several from the 90’s as well. I suppose it might be time I get into the 00’s.

I watched Virtuosity, and The Thirteenth Floor yesterday. Both movies were decent, but The Thirteenth Floor was far superior. I’m not going to say much about it, save that you should watch it. It might make you think about reality. As for Virtuosity, it is of its era. Action movie, with Cyber motifs thrown in. Poorly done, I might say, but still fun. I found the acting strange, and the ideas silly, but it was amusing.

I think I may have watched parts of these movies in the past, but never in one sitting. Now that I have, it is time to move on to something new.

In the end everything I watch helps me fashion new ideas for books, and I’ve outlined several just in the last few months. I had a few before, but now I have a little document that has several stories ready to begin. But I think I should finish what I have right now, I don’t want to get characters confused, and randomly give them the wrong personalities. We’ll see how long this will take. This book is more difficult for me than the last three.

What I’ve published

Poetry

poems_front2

The Outsider Series

Deatship - Book 1 of the Outsider SeriesStarship - Book 2 of the Outsider SeriesPageflex Persona [document: PRS0000039_00072]

Link to my author page on Amazon – hhttp://www.amazon.com/Steven-Oaks/e/B00MEGSEZ6

Link to the Deathship book in the CreateSpace store – https://www.createspace.com/5023771

Or you can help me out on Patreon. Again, thank you. https://www.patreon.com/StevenOaks

Update: Probably 500 or so words written in the newest novel. But I’m going back to polish before I write the last several thousand words.

“Humans are pattern-seeking story-telling animals, and we are quite adept at telling stories about patterns, whether they exist or not.”

― Michael Shermer

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