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Where there is a Will

 Like many of us older people, I'm self encouraged to make arrangements for "that day." I'm saving enough money to prepay for my cremation. I have a list of small items I'd like to pass on to specific people, mostly grandchildren, and great-grandchildren. And I'm arranging for my other stuff to be taking out of wherever I live and disposed of. What I want to pass on is my creative work. Some of my photography is from what I call the wet film age. What's left is in some amazingly heavy albums. My digital photography work and collection of family photography taken by other family members and me is on the cloud. A lot of my writing is parked out in the ether, such as my stories, plays, and blogs also, but there are some things in my logbooks and notebooks that I've kept. I have no idea how many pieces I will have published, but the files will be on the cloud. Then there are my sketches and my vain attempt to watercolor paint. That is all going to New Mexi...

To Do Or No To Do.

 To do or not to do is the question. I have some strange options on my desk. My daily tasks are easily scheduled. I peruse my email, look through Instagram and Facebook, and read Urban Milwaukee, the Guardian, and BBC. I work on whatever sketch is on the top of the pad. This is not the greatest scan of one of my most recent pieces. It does not pick up the detailed shading.  I call this  Girl with a Hijab. Most of my models are screenshots from Instagram or movies I watch. Then I work on my latest creative writing effort,  a screenplay entitled  Two Many Wives.  I've submitted a one-hour pilot to Taleflix for evaluation and possible production. I' have completed the first season of the one-hour pilot and ten half-hour episodes, and I'm working on the second season.  My friend Gail and other more professional writers would ask, why keep writing until you get the green light? As the title indicates, this is about a much more Modern Family.  So think ...

Judging A Book By Its Cover

 I'm volunteering at one of my neighborhood churches for their annual used book sale. The proceeds from this effort a directed to feed the hungry. My job is to sort books into some rather broad categories.  We separate fiction from nonfiction in two piles, hardcover and softcover.  There is a special designation for Religious/Philosophy/Self Hel p, Children's , Blank, and the junk drawer of book sorting, Poetry, Plays, and Music . (This category includes mostly picture books of almost any subject, travel books that describe destinations of interest, not hotels and restaurant guides, and humor books There is a category that is custom sorted by a specialist called Reference. This pile contains dictionaries, thesaurus, grammar, and quotations. We sorters have the discretion to discard books into a recycle box. Books are deemed unsaleable because they are damaged, old, out of date, or foreign language. Frequently discarded books in good condition are computer or compute...

Lunch With A Friend

 Having lunch with a friend these days will bring up the question, "How did you get through COVID?" We traded tales from not giving up meeting people until outside dining inevitably became impossible in Wisconsin to the cold dark days of late November to the surprisingly warm days of late winter. My latest companion has a young family that undoubtedly became closer during the isolation periods. Working from home was a new experience for many. To some it was liberation. To others it was desperation. As a society, it seems we have divided opinions on this. When I was walking home from our meeting, I was examining my path. I write a lot of fiction. My process is to imagine my characters in certain situations and see how they will react. I do not start out with what facet of the human condition this tale demonstrates. I find that thematic gem when my characters find it and most certainly they will. or the manuscript goes on the cyber junkpile My characters become my friends and a...

If we only had more rain

 Everybody that was looking for more rain got their wish this week. I'm sure those folks whose water bills were climbing higher than the length of women's skirts in the '60s were glad. Anyone that watered their lawn was just foolish, in my opinion. This last week, I heard a discussion on racism in the Criminal Justice system. Many of us have no doubt that this attitude exists, and the statistics back this up. First, it's a fact that more blacks and other people of color are involved in the system. Several problems make the situation worse for these folks than it does for white people. Bail money is often more difficult to raise for poor people of color; therefore, they sit in jail awaiting court proceedings. Many lose their jobs because of this, and then if they are allowed to go free after their hearing, they have no job, and it will be difficult for them to find one.  If they are a single parent, it is problematic for them to find someone responsible for taking care o...

I Installed the Window Fan

  Beating the heat Here in the City by the Inland Sea, we got some unseasonal warm and humid weather. While installing a window air-conditioner and the electricity is included in my rent, I don't own one, and I found out I didn't need one. I moved into my studio apartment on August 15, 2019. I have a three-speed overhead fan and windows that face both north and west that help with cross ventilation. The neighboring buildings cut down on winds from those directions. When I moved in, I was short on cash, so instead of an air conditioner, I purchased a twin-blade box window fan. Viola! I also invested in one of those tabletop air conditioners, which I believe Hi-tech version of a swamp cooler . Tis all I needed. Returning to our weather, I got the fan out from under the bed and put it in the window. Let me refine that process a little. Putting the fan in the window is not a big deal. Moving the Printer/Fax/Copier/Scanner, the desk, and all of the electrical cords for said Printer...

At last, 26 Women Is Available

 I am proud to announce that my novel 26 Women is available in hardcopy and digital form. Follow the life of Richard Harrison from his horny teens, living as a single father to becoming a grandparent. Meet the 26 women who affected him on his way. Maturing early and appearing older in his youth afforded him experiences his peers couldn't have. The book is available from any source you wish to use. Just tell the librarian, bookstore clerk, or online order form you want to buy 26 Women by Jeffrey Jordan. The ISBN # for the digital form (Kindle, Nook, or Apple.) is 9780578826868 for the paperback version 9780578826851. When I moved back to Milwaukee in August of 2019, I began writing this novel. I had the first draft by mid-November. I can't remember the exact visit by the muse that got me to tackle this concept, but I remember I had the title and a list of twenty-six female names before I wrote a word of it. Since I can't write from an outline. I sat down at my workspace, s...