Anyone close to me knows how much running means to me. What it’s done for me and to me over my forty something years. Lately, the barometer or something else has sent my left leg into a troubled period. I’ve been a lot of pain, and consequently, depression.

This video, apparently student made for Addidas and rejected, moved me. It’s One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest for the aged. I think that the glory day’s angle on the story told herein is nice, but less fitting.


Sisyphus and Social Media

By all accounts building a kingdom is no small task. If this is what you intend, you’ve got to start with a vision, some resources, some talent (not entirely yours unless you happen to be a demigod), and top all of this off with an unwavering obsession. Mind you these are just the prerequisites.

Sisyphus, the founder of ancient Ephyra, discovered along the way he’d also need endless patience, both with himself and with the world as a whole, because his kingdom and the Gods would punish him for his successes.

So it goes for me and my contemporaries in literature trying to carve out a piece of the pie for ourselves. I’m sitting across the table at the coffee shop from another writer. Nice guy, mostly works on television screenwriting, who I’m speculating is digesting a rejection letter. His brows are drawn tight together, toward one another, and his lips are as thin. He’s apparently dealing with some issue or let down, and like the consummate screenwriter he is, he’s also pounding away at the keys.

This is a part of the trade, isn’t it? I’ve been feeling the weight of my social media platform lately. Everything from Patreon to Facebook feels like a great stone that I’m forever pushing up a hill. Hill? Check that, shield volcano the breaks through the atmosphere of desolate Mars.

I find new readers one at a time, and in the meantime, I’ve got to continue to push all these different platforms forward and up the incline.


“If you look into the eyes of a person that you discriminate against or that you think is so different than you that they deserve less rights than you then it becomes almost impossible to deny their humanity. The complicated part of that is — and I’m not trying to say that we are all the same — what I’m trying to say is we are all completely different, and that’s the beauty of it.”

-iO Tillett Wright

This interview was an incredible insight in my opinion. I found it almost right after watching a pair of “Trumpettes” extolling the god-like virtues of their favorite demagog so that you can imagine I was a little upset. Then I got to this part:

“The most dignified gift you can give them as a human, as part of their family, as part of their family-of-friends is the right to change.”

The scope of this statement is so broad, so much impact and truth. iO hit this one out of the park.


“Yes! ‘Never play to the gallery,’ I think. But you never learn that until much later on, I think. But never work for other people in what you do. Always … always remember that the reason you initially started working was that there was something inside yourself that you felt, that if you could manifest it in some way, you would understand more about yourself and how you coexist with the rest of society.”