Metaphies and Analogors

I led readers astray last week with drifty descriptors. I am sorry.

It is with mild humility and great excitement that I announce I have joined Analogists Anonymous. No more sloppy, far reaching, unclear analogies for me. I'm gonna be like, like a really clear speaking person. Yeah, that’s it, like a person who speaks his thoughts straight and really clear. This is gonna be a piece of pie.

To sum: though I have a book trailer (again, a massive thanks to Jodi and Lisa at www.surreels.com for choosing Syntropy as their first portfolio piece, see right-->), I do not have a book deal, nor even an agent. I am my own editor. I do have a goal of enlisting the help of a professional, and I am currently in the process of beating some freelance editor’s bushes (wait, that metaphor just went terribly wrong and began acting like a dirty little analogy). Which reminds me, I channeled George Carlin last week while trying to explain to my ten-year old how it is okay to use the word “prick” when describing the stab of a needle, but that... we humans bastardize word usage at an alarming rate, to the degree that we may soon run out of "safe" words, queer isn’t it?

And now for something completely different: It has been said, by those who know me well, that watching “Rango” the chameleon, is not unlike watching yours truly in a bad action flick. “No, Munk, really… it’s uncanny…”

I couldn’t be more proud.

Munk's opening line,

As I came spinning from the gun barrel, I knew the world would be forever changed.

Munk's "Opening Line" is yours to keep, use it. Munk

This week’s music

Ferlin Husky—I’ll Be Here For A Lifetime. Best known for “Gone” and “Wings of a Dove”, Ferlin Husky was tremendously influential in the 1950’s Nashville sound. Ferlin died this week at 85.

White Malice

Palaces of ginger, palaces of white,

Malice be my mentor, guiding me at night,

We skirt the darkened shadows, drawn by glare of light,

For what would be our charge, if hidden from your sight?

I found a new writing cave today, it’s vacant,  it’s fenestrated, it’s awesome.

Where do you write?

Munk's opening line(s),

Pills. I eat pills morning, day and night. I don't like the taste, I eat them because I am hungry.   

Munk's "Opening Line" is yours to keep, use it. Munk

Today's music: Fleet Foxes, White Winter Hymnal. Headphones... eyes closed... there you go.

Trashy Souls and Talking Roses

When I was 6 or 93,

I met a rose that said to me,

Don’t turn around lest you shall see,

A monster that will never be.

I took that flower’s dreadful dare,

And spun to lock the beast in stare,

But the rose’s honor had been fair,

When I swung to look, found nothing there.

Munk's opening line:

For the third time in a week, careless Freddie found the shiny part of her soul in the trash bin. 

Munk's "Opening Line" is yours to keep, use it. Munk