pat
19 May 2011
the sun is just a pilot light without us.
--patrick cheskit, candidate for the luna project
new life, new timeline
17 May 2011
a quiet sojourn and other individual events bring this day to a wonderful close. two weeks, lots of hawaiian punch and delay, and luna will be a go.
its bittersweet, a thing to declare as well, a good friend isn't here to see it, but his influence imparted upon me brings with it a pure sense of purpose for tomorrow. so i reworked a section in deference to his spirit.
most people won't know who pat was in this frame of the universe, but they'll remember his name, and maybe some actor as well portraying him, hopefully not a prick.
either way, he'd like it.
proof of life
21 February 2011
when folks are kidnapped by militants or people who want money, the folks who are trying to get that kidnapped person back use a term called "proof of life".
it shows the individual in a physical context, like a photo with the day's newspaper upon it, showing that "at this specific moment, the poor fellow was in this condition sometime after the paper was delivered."
interesting how writing itself is similar, the chapters held hostage, but never to be seen, unless demanded by others. but honestly, developed books are never in a physical tome. even in the old days, chapters were the purest form of organization, nevermind the moleskine
proof of life is likely a manuscript or other photograph of the very same thing, really. except a writer would produce about 50 different items, files, objects, and even flash drives somewhere that held a txtfile that becomes chapter 18.
when the website upgrades for the book release, i hope to show proof of life myself.
a'muse j'taime
10 February 2011
there's smitten, and then there's pomplasmitten.
it produces edits, chapters, and even inspired cues for further exposition.
if you're reading a portion, and wonder if music was playing while i wrote, you'd be right.
a'muse, j'taime.
closer
06 February 2011
while final proofs are percolating, the question is now developing and finishing up the launch sites. it's a great feeling to see something closer to fruition, but finally slaying the beast of editing is far more satisfying.
moreso, it forces action from a year of preparation.
time for cake!
let them eat cake
14 January 2011
it's been a while since I've really sat down and read what I have put on disk.
strange, too, the concept of actually having a book but also not having it at the same time.
and to those who truly understand the nature of this beast within, and to those who probably have lost the urge to wonder about the moon, a simple response to whet the appetite.
let them eat cake.
marie antoinette wasn't fat either.
and in addtion, for foodies, consider this:
a napoleon is a tri-layer flaked pastry with cream and strawberries, unlike a cake, but with all the natural characteristics of cake.
le nom, le nom.