Last year I took a course in blogging and self-publishing. Learned that one ought to make an entry every other day, keep it short and include a photo or picture to grab the attention of browsers. I'm perfect on the picture bit, far from perfect on frequency and not even close on length. I can only hope that reader interest substitutes for brevity.
I'm into the ninety-something in pages typed into the computer from the yellowed, hard copy of the The Man In The Mirror manuscript. Manning continues unabated and slow, and, tonight (throat irritant warning) I nearly gassed myself to death, making dinner. Made a skillet dish of seitan and cabbage to spoon over rice or potato. After browning the seitan in teaspoon of olive oil, I added two teaspoons of dried thyme, some garlic and red pepper flakes, but as soon as I dropped the thyme into the hot skillet, smoke ascended from the pan, and I began to cough. Am still coughing, hours later.
As I write Manning, more than ever, I see it in movie scenes. Nothing like my previous mss. Being a movie buff, I suppose the transformation was inevitable. I could easily do what is called a "treatment" in the movie business.
Speaking of movies, tonight, wife and I viewed Corpo Celeste. A brilliant Italian film with several references to the work of my favorite director, Federico Fellini. Like all my favorite movies from the 60s and 70s, the film ended in delightful ambiguity. Magnifico! Even more delightful, I have found myself discussing the evil/good false fantasy world of modern movies with several brilliant youths fully involved with the computer life. They give me hope, and I won't be around to feel it.
As you will note, I've changed the title for this blog since I began, but I am a Silent Boomer, well seasoned by years in the vat...so to speak. Then I quit drinking!
Originally I had wanted a title that would suggest that age has something do with its contents. Like wine or whiskey, age adds a bouquet to the flavor of a writer's words... a certain elderberry flavor. One of the
first things I noted when I took up the original title and did a Google
search was that "seasoning" and "seasoned writing" put me among writers
whose blogs are devoted to cooking. Cooks are an interesting bunch of
radishes to begin with. Julia Child proved that a cook can be a lovable
character, n'est-ce pas, while cooking and writing too.
Of course, I wanted the word "writing" or "writer" in the title so that a search for the topic of writing or writers might send people my way, but the words Boomer and Silent have a certain attraction too for Googlers.
My first and my final selection for a title are not bad selections, then, if one hopes for a little success. Are they?
