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It's Mueller Time

 If somebody tells you that the Mueller Report reads like a novel, they are an attorney or I, Ernest Hemingway. Not that it's not worth reading.

(Full Disclosure: I've read the Introductions and summaries to both volume 1 & 2. I sampled bits and pieces in the body of the report.)

One thing I learned is I watch entirely too much cable news. Why do I know that from reading the Mueller Report? Did you ever start reading a  book and then realize you had read it before?  The names were all familiar. I knew who were the good guys and the bad guys. The narrative was familiar. The plot was transparent. I knew when the story was going to take a twist. And the scenes... Yes, I may have forgotten some of them, but it all came back to me with time.

I don't know how you come down on which side in this debate, but It doesn't look good for Trump in the long run.

Caution! Schedule Change

This weekly missive is going to be out early this week because of my scheduled surgery on Monday. I'm usually a little bat shit crazy for a day or so after surgery from the pain killers and the anesthesia. So I'm going to publish on Sunday.

As long as I'm writing as much as I am these days, I thought I'd drag up one or two of my longer pieces of fiction and go over them. After a long period of rest, I find them better than I thought and not good enough for prime time.

For a time I thought that I might be writing the same story with different characters. But reviewing them now I sense the difference. The struggles might be similar but the stories are unique.

I thought for a while I might start a series of novels based n a recurring character. I'd fallen in love with my suburban bi-sexual female cop. But I found out it was more difficult to do than I thought. I moved her into the city. That might have been the biggest mistake because I had to give up many if not all of the peripheral characters. Believe it or not those people are more necessary for a series of stories then you might think.

In addition, she was operating in a different environment. The "Murder She Wrote" story is different than "The Killing". Murder is murder but in the city, there are so many more potential suspects.

I think what I have to do is recast my protagonist. Get her away from her Chevrolet Malibu, her pantsuits and Starbucks coffee and get her into jeans, rock n roll t-shirts, beer and a beat up Camry. She probably should be black, an unfairly discredited police officer and straight. Her Guru is her former police captain who knows she was railroaded. Her sidekick is a girl named Becky who answers her calls and sets up appointments for her from the front seat of an Uber. I've got it! Her name is Jade. How are we liking this so far?


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