Notes

• 01/11 - Lord knows what may happen if I hear my father say one. more. time: I really need to write my book...
• But since I like to point out the family's kettles are black, here I am starting novel/short story #34 (rough estimate). Knowing my pathetic track record at finishing projects (see Marriage, First; Career, Teaching; or Push-ups, Any of three sons' ability to do) this is probably more of an exercise in how many times I can change the blog layout and check facebook per hour of "writing"...
• Why put this on a blog for all the internet to see? Besides the obvious advantage of being able to use the words "publish" and "my novel" in the same sentence, it gives me a much needed sense of accomplishment, the joy of saying "There!" as I emphatically click on the update icon. It doesn't bother me that the only readers will be me, myself, my siblings' brother, and my parents' best looking son, me.
• Faron and Jack. Not sure I like either of them. The names, I mean. 
• 01/12 - Dad, I'm not a... golfball up my I'm a pebble -- huh??? I think I throw away more meaningless notes than ones I actually use.
• Yes, I do know the B-52 is not a fighter plane. I'll look that up later.
• 01/16 - I really need to get into this every. single. day. Maybe getting back to work will help -- vacation is over!
• and "Julie"??? My name choices really suck.