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I’m Thankful for Dean Martin
Note: My father passed from this earth in July of 2005. I distinctly remember my first thanksgiving without him. The following was written shortly after that, with as much contemplative gratitude as I had within me. Perhaps it touches a … Continue reading
This Song Brought To You By The Letters O, M & G
One of the pillars in my childhood was the pre-Elmo pre-woke Sesame Street on the local public broadcasting channel. And when I reference this, I’m talking about icons of the show that are long gone, or . . . at … Continue reading
Vegas: The Ride In
To be honest, I haven’t flown a whole lot in the last ten years, so I figured the post 9/11 measures that still exist would also be an extra pain in the rear with Pandemic-related stuff. I was pleasantly surprised … Continue reading
An Appointment in Deadwood
I have solidified my newest show at the Arts Theater in Cottonwood, Ca. June 25, 26 & 27. Tickets can be purchased here: https://www.eventbrite.com/d/ca–redding/ron-giesecke/?fbclid=IwAR2jfmVk5yTLFayhOFAljg-qHyAFD3JOV3mDXDAEwCuRhQh41qOm-1c12OU
The Pirates Of Pollard Flat
Originally posted on A Tenkara Journey:
Quite frankly, I’ve had fits and turns with the idea that the “fly doesn’t matter” in, not so much western fly-fishing, but Tenkara fishing specifically. I’m not exactly an adherent to this, but again,…
Okay, Maybe I Have to Re-Write (and how my habit of trolling may get me published)
Today is the day that I stare into the narcolepsy-inducing abyss of needing to re-write my book. The main reason is simply because the next phase will me more laborious than the actual creative process– and this has to do … Continue reading
I’ll shank a fool before I self-publish
This writing process thing–and by that I mean the fiction/novel crucible, is a bit daunting. When I started out thinking I was going to use this “down time” to write a book, I first went into Barnes & Noble, and started … Continue reading
. . . and my book is finished.
37 days from the start of this ridiculous, Iditarod-level lunacy. 47, 000 words, with at least another five waiting in elaborative revisionary addenda to concepts and scenes I refused to bog down in the initial process. Rewrite is next. Probably … Continue reading
Ken Tamplin told me I’m going to jail if I don’t listen to Dino Jelusic
Far be it from me to demur from an incendiary headline, in which I accuse people of saying things they didn’t say. Although, I’m not a journalist, so: It doesn’t come natural to me I feel the odd twinge of … Continue reading
Master Of None 