As you can see, I haven’t lost my flair for titles.
Self-deprecating humor aside, I find myself in a state of confusion where this site is concerned. I no longer write about hotel adventures – since bellmen no longer exist at the moment – and ironically, I found it too emotionally draining to write about things to live for. I kept returning to days overflowing with pain and self-doubt.
And those days are a drag.
I’ll always miss Ronnie with an ache in my frozen Canadian heart, but there was a time I’d tear up every single day with regrets and grief; mostly when I was walking to work in the early mornings as the world was still and I was shrouded in darkness.
But those days are gone.
Now my grief has become creative energy directed at achieving one goal: conquering the literary world with the first book in my Infinite Crossover Crisis series, Into The Dark. To that end I’ve managed to convince a few respectable journalistic establishments to write pieces on yours truly, as if I was an actual author or something.
(To be clear, I fall squarely in the “or something” category.)
First off, we have John Law of the Niagara Falls Review. John turned the tables on The Hook and put me in the 5×5 spotlight.
Next, I dipped a few toes in the book trailer pond and here’s the newest result.
And finally, friends, my latest media invasion involves the always-amazing Liz Braun of the Toronto Sun. Here is Liz’s take on my newest life path, courtesy of Covid-19.
I have miles to go and no compass to guide me; building a new universe is a challenge it’s true, but selling it to the masses? That’ll make you weary through to your bones, brother. I admire every one of my self-published author allies who have reached levels of success I can only dream of.
But enough of the future. Today is all that matters, and today is yours. So go out and enjoy it, my friends.
See you in the lobby, friends…
(Incidentally, this logo was created by Jorge O’Neill of Twitter (@JorgeONeill8), a ridiculously-cool dad and supreme Flash fan.