Monday, January 31, 2022

January Sweeps - Day 730

I created 291 different images like this one, not counting the monthly blank ones.  A waste of time?  Maybe, but pretty fun.

Well, here we are . . . the last day.

People talked about how long 2020 was, but damn, these past two years have flown by faster than a date with your best girl who has to come home soon because of her father's curfew.

I KNOW that I will look back on these two years, with fondness and pride, and maybe Big is right, and I'll wish that I never stopped.  But enough is enough.  As I've said multiple times, I NEED to start publishing things, putting things out there, and if I dedicated a quarter of the time I've spent blogging this past two years to self-publishing, I'd have a dozen new books on Audible, and twice that on Amazon.

Sit-ups Today: 100
Sit-ups In January: 3127

Mondays tend to be busy for me, and today was no exception.  Even so, I feel like I got quite a bit accomplished, finishing the edit for the next podcast (although I haven't laid any music under it yet), and having ninety minutes to hit the library after I dropped packages off at the post office.

I forgot my phone today (luckily, I'd just left it in my car) and Gmail wouldn't let me log in on the library's computers (every day for the past two months, they've sent a message to my phone to make me verify my identity--assumedly because these are community PCs and that makes identity theft so easy.  It gave me options to get around the usual way of logging in, such as answering security questions . . . but literally every one of them involved checking in on my phone.*

If I were a librarian here, and someone curb-stomped one of these computers over something like that, I'd have to nod and say, "It's a fair cop."

Push-ups Today: 237
Push-ups In September: 3637

Today was the last day of the month, and I had taken my nephew jogging outside yesterday when I meant to hit the treadmill (I'd set a goal to do it once a week), so today I had to do it.  And it wasn't bad at all.  I suspect I'm taking it way easier with the treadmill than I did running my 1.6 miles the past two years.  But ah well.

And . . . I finished recording "Hatchling" tonight.  And even though it will win no awards (not even in the category of Rish Outfield Books Starting With The Letter H), I go to sleep with a sense of pride . . . that I wrote every day (and blogged every day) for the last two years, without fail, when it was easy and when it was hard.  And I look forward to missing both tomorrow!

Take care.

Words Today: 724
Words In January: 20,510

*When I'd hit Try Another Way, it would give me options like Call My Phone, or Send A Text To My Phone, or Send An Email . . . To My Phone.  Finally, I got up, went downstairs, left the building, went to the underground parking lot, got my phone, and came back in. It would normally be irritating, but not infuriating, but this is my last day of doing this, and I wanted to get a good number of words in.  So far, it's just 146.

Sunday, January 30, 2022

January Sweeps - Day 729

I was taking care of the four year old for a little while today, and I suggested we watch ENCANTO again, since he keeps singing the "Bruno" song, and since I frankly wanted to watch it again.  Unfortunately, my uncle's kids came over to play with him shortly after, and I had to get up and edit podcasts, so I didn't get very far into it.*  

I started working on both the next Podcast That Dares and the second-to-next Outcast episodes.  Both will be out in February.

Sit-ups Today: 111
Sit-ups In January: 3027

I only have two days to finish recording "Hatchling," if I want to achieve my goal for the month.  I recorded the second-to-last chapter tonight, so it's actually doable.

Push-ups Today: 260 (took me three sessions, but the numbers are good)
Push-ups In January: 3400

Words Today: 412
Words In January: 19,786

*But not too early to get real confirmation on my "The villain of the movie is Abuela" theory.

Marshal and I Review THE SKULL (1965)

Marshal Latham and I have our bi-monthly movie review podcast, "Outfield Excursions," and there's another episode available.  This is for the 1965 Amicus production of THE SKULL, starring Peter Cushing and Christopher Lee.   

Now might be a good time to remind you that, like the skull of the Marquis de Sade, our podcast is also cursed.  

Check it out HERE.

Saturday, January 29, 2022

January Sweeps - Day 728


Okay, dumb me at the library again, setting a goal of 500 words before it closes.  Of course, I'll look something up on the net at some point, and that'll be all she wrote, but let's see me try, just for laughs.

Well, I did alright, picking up the story where I left it, and writing a scene in the story almost 100% ripped off from a 1981 Stephen King novella.  Of course, I consider it a homage myself.  Heh.

Sit-ups Today: 100
Sit-ups In January: 2916

I recently joined a couple of Facebook groups of toy collectors, who mostly post pictures of their lucky finds or figures they find with their heads torn off because of f**king idiots on TikTok.  But one of them, who lived about thirty-five minutes away, posted that he would be having a garage sale on Saturday, and I asked my nephew (now 14) if he would go with me, assuming he'd say yes.

He said, "Nahh."

Well, this hurt my feelings for some reason, so I told him, "Hey, it's only from 10-12, so you wouldn't have to spend the whole day or anything."

He said, "I don't think so."

I said, "And after, we could go to Del Taco or something, and have--"

He said, "No thanks."

Well, I didn't get it, and so I tried one more time.  "It would mean a lot to me if you would go," I said, hoping he would change his mind.

So, that was that.  I would end up going alone.  But as a last ditch effort, I sent a text to my cousin, mentioning the yard sale (I had told him a couple of days before, in case he was interested).  I said, "I would really like you to come with me," even though I knew it wouldn't make any difference.

And to my surprise, he texted back and said, "What time do you want me to come up?"

Well, this was kind of like going into a bar and right as you're about to order, a dude shouts, "I just got engaged, this next round's on me!"  Or something, I'm not very good at metaphors.

Anyway, I ended up spending $220 at the garage sale, plus another five or six at Del Taco, so hey, not a bad morning drive.  Thanks, man.

Push-ups Today: 170
Push-ups In January: 3140

Words Today: 935
Words In January: 19,374

Friday, January 28, 2022

January Sweeps - Day 727

Alright, I got to the library and it's time to go back to the Outpost Outbreak story, which I haven't worked on since January 20th.

Sit-ups Today: 100
Sit-ups In January: 2816

Push-ups Today: 170
Push-ups In January: 2970

Well, I fell flat on my face again today, when it came to the Outpost story.  I kept copying and pasting my work-in-progress into an email, and managed, jeez, less than a hundred words.  Then I went online and read up on an author I'd never heard of.  My friend Ian met with me today, wondering if I might want to write a script based on this author's work, and the library here only has a single one of his books (the library the next town over has six of them, though, and I'm 90% sure I can check out those books with little difficulty).  I haven't written a screenplay in almost two years, since the last time Ian got me work, but the prospect is pretty attractive.  I'm not sure anything will come of it, but I'm willing to give it a shot.

Words Today: 668
Words In January: 18,439

Rish Outcast 215: What's Normal?

Rish waxes rhapsodic about not being normal.  As he does.

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Logo by Gino "Para-Normal" Moretto.

Thursday, January 27, 2022

January Sweeps - Day 726

I recorded a number of stories over the summer from a big book of British ghost stories, and today I had to decide which would be the next one to appear on The Podcast That Dares Its Name.

I picked a story by Tony Richards, which I already recorded an episode about (back in November), but discovered that he is still alive, and the story in question seems to have been published in 2010 (which simply isn't possible, since the anthology was from 2001).  So, now I feel weird about it.*

Then I decided on the other M.R. James story I recorded last summer (after having done "Casting the Runes").  This one is relevant because it's the OPPOSITE of the first one, which I recorded in an American accent and absolutely shouldn't have--I did it all in an English accent, but realized by the end that it could have been just in my own voice, and the rest of the characters could have English accents.

There is an Irish character in there, the bane of my voicework existence, so I pity any listener who has a problem with a terrible American leprechaun voice in their audio fiction.  But for those of you who love bad accents, you're in for a treat.

Sit-ups Today: 111
Sit-ups In January: 2716

Alright, I'm back at the library and I'm finishing my short story.  Again.

Push-ups Today: 250
Push-ups In January: 2800

Again, I didn't make it.  I'm two minutes later than when I left yesterday, and it hasn't logged me off.  What the hell, dude? 

Alright, I finally finished "The Dark Gift."  Again.  The thing that's really strange is, when I got to "the end" the second time, it took more than twice the number of words (1569 versus 608) than it did the first time.  I can't really explain or get my head around that.  But ah well, at least the story's done (it came in at just over 9000 words, which is longish, but probably fine).

Words Today: 1079 
Words In January: 17,771

*I found Tony on Facebook and sent him a message, so we'll see if that comes to anything.

Wednesday, January 26, 2022

January Sweeps - Day 725

On my laptop, FireFox crashed tonight, which happens with all browsers from time to time, but when I restarted it, it was unable to restore all of my tabs.  It was the first time that had happened on this laptop (which is two years old now), and it would have probably staggered you to know just how many tabs I had on it (articles I always meant to read, websites I frequent a lot, websites I used to frequent, websites I don't go to at all, eBay searches for stuff I wanted once (like a Doctor Strange costume), and countless images I wanted to use for cover art or just to look at.

But ah well.  What can you do?

Sit-ups Today: 100
Sit-ups In January: 2605

We've gotten to the end of the month, and I really ought to do the math to see if I will achieve my goal of more push-ups in January than I managed in November (3636).  

Well, by my count, I still need 1086 push-ups to beat my November high.  That's, jeez, three hundred a day for the rest of the month?*

Push-ups Today: 111
Push-ups In January: 2550

Alright, I got to "The End" on the story.  It was 8:45 at the library.  I did my word count (608 words), pasted them into the original document, started to save my changes . . . and then was logged off the system, losing everything.

It did this to me once before, a year or so back, and I was furious, and this was the exact same experience (it gave me a five minute warning, and then logged me off about a minute after that).  If I had had thirty or forty more seconds, I'd have had the completed story saved and been out the door of the library before it closed.  As it stood, I was upset, but not overly so (I believe it was a lot more work that got deleted the last time this happened), I got up and walked out, again, two or three minutes before the library closed.  I can't help but think that someone running the system had a switch they flipped that logged everybody out, but I'll try not to dwell on it.

Instead, I guess I will sit down and write the ending again now that I'm home.  It's the only thing I can do that doesn't admit defeat.

But wow, it was not a pleasant writing experience.  Even now, an hour later, I'm only half through what I wrote in the hour I had to surf the internet--er, write at the library.

I didn't quite make it a second time.  Maybe two hundred words short.  But hey, I guess I get to count some of those words twice, don't I?

Words Today: 1098
Words In January: 16,692

*I actually did the math, and it's 217 a day.  Which is doable.

Tuesday, January 25, 2022

January Sweeps - Day 724

Okay, let's finish this sucker.

I'm at the library, and I think I can finish my short story, if I apply myself.  But that's the real trick, in'it, as Han Solo said.

I mentioned Dave Wolverton the other day, and how he had said that putting obstacles in the way of your character achieving their goals is what makes a novel.  I couldn't help but notice those obstacles in "Falling," the book I'm currently reading.  In it, an airline pilot's family is kidnapped, and their lives are threatened unless he kills the passengers and crashes the plane.*  Well, he comes up with a plan, and obstacles just keep popping up, preventing things from going his way.  It was masterfully done, and I hope I can learn a lesson or two from its example.

Sit-ups Today: 100
Sit-ups In January: 2505

Oh, the Cast of Wonders podcast asked me for another narration.  At this point, I just accept the assignment without even reading the story.

And now, it's time to leave the library.  Yet again, I came up short.  This time, though, I was SOOOO close.  If I had decided to stay until closing instead of going to my cousin's, I'd have finished.  Although I haven't decided how it should end, so I'm oversimplifying.  It's over seven thousand words long now.

Push-ups Today: 100
Push-ups In January: 2439

I'd be remiss if I didn't say something about tonight's episode of "The Book of Boba Fett."  After the lacklusterness of all but one of the previous episodes, tonight . . . we got an episode of "The Mandalorian."  And the difference was all too clear.  

It was magical and violent and fun and interesting and filled with recognizable things, and I loved it.  So, I guess it's not the "Book of Boba Fett" show that I don't like, but the Boba Fett show that I don't like.

Words Today: 1510
Words In January: 15,594

*Sorry if that sounds spoilery, it's given away on the book jacket.  And that basically sums up the beginning of the book.

Monday, January 24, 2022

January Sweeps - Day 723

I just got to the library, with an hour to blog--WRITE, AN HOUR TO WRITE!!!!  I think I can finish "The Dark Gift" today, and it would be amusing to fit a "Joanie Loves Chachi" reference in there.  The trick (of my New Year's Resolution) will be to stick one in a story or book (technically, two stories or books, to achieve my goal), but in a semi-organic way, so it doesn't jump out as forced or particularly random.  Honestly, I've never been happier with one of my resolutions than I am with this one. 

Sit-ups Today: 100
Sit-ups In January: 2405

Well, I failed once again.  I basically got no further than I was on Saturday, but filled in the gap between it being afternoon and evening.  I didn't manage any Scott Baio references, but I did put in a line about a Wilson Phillips song.  So that's somewhat of a success in my mind.

I wonder if my niece and nephews would have any idea who Wilson Phillips was.  And why does that make me sad?

Push-ups Today: 150
Push-ups In January: 2339

My four year old nephew sang "We Don't Talk About Bruno-no-no" today.  It pleased me.  I checked to see if any theaters were still playing ENCANTO, so I could see it properly, but I'd have to drive an hour away.  Still, I'm considering it.*

Only a week left in the month, so I really need to increase my number of push-ups each day (I set this goal in December to beat the amount from the month before, and I'm still trying to get that high).

Words Today: 601
Words In January: 14,084

*I was thinking about the movie today, and it occurred to me that there's no villain in the movie (except the killers in the flashback).  That seems pretty remarkable . . . unless you consider Abuela the villain.  And sure, that works for me.

Sunday, January 23, 2022

January Sweeps - Day 722

Last week, I woke up with no internet.  I couldn't get my laptop to connect, no matter what I tried.  My brother-in-law was watching football in the living room, so our cable wasn't out (I assume they have the same source), and I restarted my laptop, in case that would fix it, but it didn't.  So, I went down to the basement and unplugged the router for a few seconds, then plugged it back in.  And my laptop connected.

Well, that's the case right now.  I woke up and my laptop had turned off during the night (no big deal, except that all the audio files I had been editing last night were closed, and they took about ten minutes to reload (and every fifth time or so, one will become corrupted and I'll have to start over on it), and I can't connect to the net.  My morning alarm will go off in five minutes, and I guess I'll get up, get showered, and try to make something of myself . . . at long last.

Sit-ups Today: 150
Sit-ups In January: 2305

I didn't much want to go hiking today.  That ship has sailed.  But I believe I set it as one of my goals for the year, like last year, and the sun was shining today.

I didn't spend much time up there.  I should have been eager to hike around (maybe even record a Tales of eBay Horror video about the guy who said I sent him a broken item, then claimed it hadn't arrived), but I pretty much put on a forty minute YouTube video on my phone, listened to it, and when it was done, I was ready to go. 


At least I got a bit of footage of a frozen waterfall:


But like I said, I'm kind of over hiking for now.

Push-ups Today: 111
Push-ups In January: 2189

As far as "Hatchling" goes, I read half of Chapter 31 tonight (of 33 chapters), and found a place where I could split it into two.  Then I stopped, as I was out of recording space.  But I had been thinking of a bit I wished I had written earlier in the story, so I stayed sitting and briefly typed up the scene.  Then I found a place for it in the narrative, inserted it, and fleshed it out a little so it could be its own (short) chapter.  And that makes what I recorded tonight Chapter 32 (of 34).  I wish I had the ambition of just sitting at the desk, turning on the recorder, and going all the way through to the end of the book.  Then I'd publish it and move on (at least until these Daily Outcasts are finished, then I'd have to finish the audio editing and see if I couldn't publish that version as well).  I recall a year ago saying that 2021 would be the year of me publishing things, and I published almost nothing.  Instead, I wrote and blogged, but when I stop doing that in February, there will be nothing holding me back.  Right?

Words Today: 1138 (like that terrible George Lucas movie!)
Words In January:13,483



Saturday, January 22, 2022

January Sweeps - Day 721


"I have made good judgments in the past. I have made good judgments in the future."
Dan Quayle 

I discovered that wonderful quote today.  It makes my head spin that I never heard it before now (I only remembered the "potatoe" debacle and the "You're no Jack Kennedy" attack on Vice President Quayle, but it's a real keeper).


I'd bet serious money that no Millennial or Zoomer would even recognize Quayle's name, let alone his significance (if any).

Man, I had no time today at the library.  But it was my own fault.  I knew it closed early, and I chose to play a video game, then go to the storage unit (that I sort of had to do before it got dark at five), and then came here.

Now it's time to go, and I'm very close to finishing "The Dark Gift," another mediocre story from the mind of Monsieur Outfield.

I've decided to stop blogging on the thirty-first, so this will be the last time you hear me (read me) say that I hate that the library closes three hours early on Saturdays.  It was pretty much packed with people today, maybe a record, and I could have finished "The Dark Gift" if I'd been more dedicated.*

Sit-ups Today: 111
Sit-ups In January: 2155

Tonight was Saturday, my eleven year old nephew didn't want to go to bed, and I told him he could stay up and watch "Saturday Night Live" with me.  It was something my own uncle did with me from when I was about eight years old (I would struggle soooooooo hard to make it to 11:30, and end up falling asleep five minutes in), but my sister told me my nephew had to go to bed.  "But he and I are going to watch THE BLOOD ON SATAN'S CLAW," I whined.

"Absolutely not!" she said, which was funnier than my joke suggestion.

**

"But what about ENCANTO?" I asked.  "I need to find out why they don't talk about Bruno."

She said okay, so we sat down and started watching that.  And I gotta say, it was fantastic, right up there with the best Disney has produced, and I was crying within ten minutes, those lovely flowing tears that drip constantly onto my shirt and ensure I'll be sleeping alone for the rest of my days.  I had heard pretty good things about the movie, but the only thing people said that was great about it was the songs, and the sound on the television was bad enough I couldn't really understand the lyrics (my brother-in-law put one of those soundbars in to fix that problem, but I never turn it on, since I only watch the TV at night).  

The animation was astounding good, the character designs were unique and hyper-detailed, the color palate was so broad and wild it made me think I'd been licking toads again, and the storyline was solid and compelling from the fudgin' beginning.  Wow.

And then the movie just ended.  I swear I hadn't fallen asleep (I had run on the treadmill and told myself I would do double the push-ups and sit-ups than I usually do--only managed half my goal), but there was all this disaster, all this problem, and then, everything was fine.  I somehow missed how they fixed everything, and how Mirabel used her gift of determination to restore everyone's magical gifts.  I find that puzzling.  

Push-ups Today: 200
Push-ups In January: 2078

Well, I probably listened to "We Don't Talk About Bruno" twenty times on Sunday.  Guess it's true what they say.

Words Today: 669
Words In January: 12,345
(wow, look at that--12345!)

*Yeah, yeah, you could say that about everything.  

**I did end up watching this movie a couple of nights later, but it was very weak and mostly boring.


Friday, January 21, 2022

January Sweeps - Day 720

Sit-ups Today: 100
Sit-ups In January: 2044

A stranger told me that Meat Loaf had died today.  I was in a waiting room, and there was this aging stoner who was telling anybody who cared about Meat Loaf dying of COVID after recovering from back surgery, and I was sad to hear it.  The guy really wanted to tell somebody about his love for Meat Loaf, and I was a receptive audience (at least for the two minutes I was sitting there).  He also told me that comedian Louie Anderson died, but I couldn't call myself a fan (even though he was a fine stand-up).


When Jim Steinman (who wrote the majority of Meat Loaf's hit songs) died last year, I remarked how much I loved his music, though I wasn't aware of him until recently.  Meat Loaf was a pretty similar situation, as I really only knew the hit song he had in 1993* (later), and the follow-up in 1995.**  But it was really a dozen years ago, when my family went out to a karaoke restaurant, and this heavyset dude sang an impassioned "Two Out of Three Ain't Bad," that I thought, "Dang, I ought to listen to some Meat Loaf songs," and grabbed his excellent "Bat Out of Hell" album.


And I became a fan.  There was something so profound and bombastic about his music that it really spoke to me, and I especially enjoyed listening to his songs while running these past two years.  Meat Loaf died from complications of COVD.  He was seventy-four.


Push-ups Today: 100
Push-ups In January: 1878

I asked Fake Sean Connery to record a song for me today, and he kept screwing up one line (so much so that I started over again at one point).  I had picked the song because it's been particularly challenging for me to sing in my own voice, but except for one line, it was easier than in my own voice.  So weird.

Words Today: 569
Words In January: 11,676

*"I Would Do Anything For Love (But I Won't Do That)."

**I'd Lie For You (And That's The Truth)."

Thursday, January 20, 2022

January Sweeps - Day 719



I continue to edit episodes of my "Daily Outcast" podcast, which you can check out on my Patreon page (go ahead, I dare you).  Today, I edited the episode where I had, just that day, gotten an idea for a new carnival story, one I was thinking of calling "The Dark Gift."  I didn't know, on that day in November, if the story would be a good one or not, but I was exuberant about it, and felt like the idea was pretty darn good. 

But that story remains unfinished.  I worked on it for a week or so, then abandoned it, like I do, oh, 75% of my projects.  I have learned nothing in these three (oh jeez, now four) decades of trying to be a writer.

But before I wallow in self-pity, I emailed myself the manuscript, and let's see if I can't finish the sucker, just to prove that little voice in my head wrong.

It's only two thousand words long.  Weird.*

Sit-ups Today: 111
Sit-ups In January: 1944

One of my goals for the month was to run on a treadmill every week, and though I haven't mentioned it here, I have managed to do so every week in January.  I picked today to get it done, and tried to play a game on my phone while I did so, but I just couldn't 

Push-ups Today: 100
Push-ups In January: 1778

I recorded a new episode of the Outcast today, only the second of the year.  It was for that story I recorded the other night, and dang, but it was short (like twenty-two minutes before editing).  

Words Today: 632
Words In January: 11,107

*Turns out there were sections I'd written (in emails to myself), that I hadn't yet spliced in.

Wednesday, January 19, 2022

January Sweeps - Day 718

In my outpost outbreak story (now novel), I had a lil subplot in mind (a year ago) where the main character leaves his city and goes to the neighboring one to rescue a little boy he's been communicating with over the phone.*  It was just supposed to be a three or four thousand word chapter where Atticus walks over there, meets the boy, and they walk back (I changed it to them driving back [the boy can drive a golf cart--cutting-edge technology, I know]).  Unfortunately, when I wrote it, I started describing an empty town, and how different it was from when Att came from, and had them gather provisions, and then drive past the zoo and decide to look at the animals inside, and it just away from me.  I don't regret it, I just would've liked to have been done with the book by now.  So today, my goal is to get them out of town and back to where the story can continue.  We'll see how I do.

Sit-ups Today: 111
Sit-ups In January: 1833

Well, I achieved my goal, getting Atticus and Daniel to the gates of the town, where I imagine they'll encounter a man who has gone insane or something (I have no idea, really--just came up with that as I typed this), then I can get back to my original idea, which means I'm 75 or 80% finished.  I'm going way too slowly on this book, compared to how I was in 2020 and 2021.  But hey, any previous year, I'd have been pretty psyched to be nearly fifty thousand words into a project--any project.

Push-ups Today: 100
Push-ups In January: 1678

I saw these three books on display together at the library, and for some reason they struck me as being all the same.  Same font, same style, same . . . something (they all say "A Novel" on the front cover too).  Enough, at least, for me to believe that they were part of a series or something, which they were not.


The month is already two-thirds over, and I feel I haven't accomplished a thing.  Does everybody feel that?  All the time?

Words Today: 769
Words In January: 10,475

*I am not a Sci-Fi writer, and I simply cannot come up with new technologies or breakthroughs or slang words so that it sounds like it takes place in 150 years.  Sadly, that means people use phones and computers and say words like "man" and "hey" a lot.  A man's gotta know his limitations.  (or woman)

Tuesday, January 18, 2022

January Sweeps - Day 717


Today was pretty busy, but I managed to get some editing and writing in.  We'll all be dead one day, so try to make the most of today.

Sit-ups Today: 111
Sit-ups In January: 1833

Push-ups Today: 111
Push-ups In January: 1689

I was just a bit too sleepy last night to make it to my usual time.  We watched a couple of "Seinfeld" episodes, and it's now on (I believe) the last disc of the series, the second quarter of 1998.  My cousin and I have talked about a number of shows we'll give a try once we finish this one, but decided tonight to watch the first episode of "Peacemaker," the James Gunn spin-off of THE SUICIDE SQUAD.  It was very violent and profane (of course), but I was surprised that somehow, the show made me kind of like John Cena.*  It had a lot of Eighties Hair Metal in it, and you can't really go wrong with that.  We watched the second episode as well, and while waiting for "Book of Boba Fett" to start up, watched a third episode.  That's unusual for us, but what the hey.


Oh, speaking of impressed, my cousin actually turned it up fairly loud, so we could hear the dialogue (and the people upstairs could hear the gunshots and explosions).  That was a nice surprise.

Words Today: 900
Words In January: 10,606

*That's not really fair, since I had seen him do comedy before (I saw BLOCKERS, vaguely remember him in TRAINWRECK, and accidentally saw [and loved] DADDY'S HOME 2), but he wasn't the lead in any of those projects.

Monday, January 17, 2022

January Sweeps - Day 716

Today was a holiday, and I made the best of it, sitting around editing podcasts until nearly noon, and not going outside until two in the afternoon.  I did so little work, 

Sit-ups Today: 100
Sit-ups In January: 1722

Push-ups Today: 100
Push-ups In January: 1578

At night, I just didn't feel like tackling the second-to-last chapter of "Hatchling" (it's over six thousand words long, and I wrote myself a note in 2021 to split it into two "somewhere"), and since I haven't got any of my own stories on the pipeline for the Outcast, I grabbed one I wrote late last year called "Walk of Death."  I didn't really remember much about it, except that I was inspired to write it by listening to Marshal Latham's "Walk of Life" podcasts.

And it wasn't very good.  It was a short story of about three thousand words, and it still took over an hour to record the whole thing (made worse when I started to fall asleep halfway through).  I actually got up in the middle and did my push-ups and sit-ups as a "nice break" from the recording.  But hey, as bad as the story is, it's going to be on my podcast, and soon.  You'll be able to judge for yourself.

Words Today: 229 (this can't be right, can it?)
Words In January: 9706

Sunday, January 16, 2022

January Sweeps - Day 715

I got on Facebook this morning, and saw a post referring to the writer David Farland.  It turned out he passed away on Friday, after falling down some stairs and hitting his head.  He was 64.


My buddy Jeff knew him as a boy (when he was just getting started as a professional writer), and it was David Farland who told me the difference between a short story and a novel ("Your character has a problem.  If he solves it, it's a short story.  If there are obstacles to solving it, it's a novel."), and I used that to complicate my short story about a frontier sheriff with an interesting problem, and it became my first novel.  

I used to see him often (at literally every one of the writers' conferences I'd go to in Februarys), and he was a genial man with an awesome hat.  Yes, I made fun of him a few times too, because he would name-drop writers more famous than him whom he had mentored, but I wish I were more of a self-promoter than I am, because it's a necessary tool for success, and while I can certainly BE a tool, I lack that tool in my life.

Sit-ups Today: 111
Sit-ups In January: 1622

Push-ups Today: 111
Push-ups In January: 1478

Words Today: 339
Words In January: 9477

Saturday, January 15, 2022

January Sweeps - Day 714

My mom made fun of me for "having to rush to the library before it closed" today.  I guess that's amusing to her, but I do try to go every chance I get, like an obsessed teen or an addict.

Even so, I ran over and did the best I could with my time.  Though "the best I could" is relative, isn't it?  

Sit-ups Today: 100
Sit-ups In January: 1511

Push-ups Today: 75 (whoops, I fell asleep on the couch and forgot to finish)
Push-ups In January: 1367

Words Today: 675
Words In January: 9138

Presenting: The Daily Outcast!

(yeah, I should've gotten Gino's help on this one)

So, months ago, I got it into my head to do a month's worth of daily podcasts (some short, some less short,) as a way to drum up interest in my Patreon.  I've got them all recorded (and then some), and it will be a real achievement if I can manage this for the next four weeks.  Check out the first episode here, but for each additional one, you'll have to go to my Patreon page to listen.

Wish me luck.

Friday, January 14, 2022

January Sweeps - Day 713

Sometimes I feel very, very old.  Do you?

For example, I was flipping through radio stations today (I dropped my mom off at her sister's, and was playing 9s and 10s to keep myself occupied), and I heard, for the first time, an Olivia Rodrigo knock-off song on the radio.  Either that's absolutely crazy, or it's been long enough that the copycats have already started to hit.  I just wanted to put that out there.

 Sit-ups Today: 100
Sit-ups In January: 1411

I am at the library again.*  I didn't make it yesterday or the day before, but I gave myself an extra half hour today.  Let's see if I can get a thousand words written.  Or, barring that, let's see if I can actually write on my Outpost story, instead of just surfing the internet and blogging, okay?

Push-ups Today: 100
Push-ups In January: 1292

I mentioned in yesterday's post that we had a hard time figuring out the online forms to get paid for our stand-in work.  I had tried registering with the payment site the night before, but got an error (because I couldn't find my address in the pull-down menu to verify my identity).  On set, at the end of the night, a kindly accountant offered to stay and help all of us with our paperwork, spending the most time with poor Pamela, the older lady I had befriended during the day.  But when I tried to do mine, the addresses I had to choose from (to prove that it was me) were all incorrect.

He told me I'd have to call the Burbank office the next day, and have them figure out how to bypass that.  So I spent a little while on Friday sorting that out, trying it once more on my own before I called, and getting the same error.  Well, when I got someone on the line and told them what was up, he told me to go through the process with him over the phone . . . and my fudgin' address was right there, totally correct.

You HAVE to have had this happen to you before, right?  I call it "You call the plumber and the toilet flushes just fine," but it's intensely frustrating when it happens, especially when you've got a snarky gay receptionist intimating that you never actually tried the online process before this time.

Words Today: 651
Words In January: 8463


*You know how much I enjoy coming here, right?  But surely you've asked yourself, "Rish, why do you keep going there if there are crazy people and the system goes down and you lose the work and when you sat down at the cubicle tonight, there was a curly black pube on the chair waiting for you?"  And yes, Friendly Blog-reader, you've definitely got a point (especially about the pube, which is now on the floor, thank Bossk).

Thursday, January 13, 2022

Jaunary Sweeps - Day 712


I accidentally misspelled "January" in my post, and today, I'm just going to go with it.

I awoke before the sun, and took the same route (only slightly faster) than I did the day before.  There was almost no traffic, and while I got a tiny bit lost yesterday in getting there (arriving five or six minutes later than my phone said I would), I pretty much knew the way today.  But as I got there, I realized that I drove past the same road I'd just gotten off, and my phone had told me to go half a mile out of my way (if I ever work there again, I could drive right to it).


We had been warned (in an email the night before) that, if we wanted breakfast, to arrive early, and I got there about one minute late.  And they were right.  As soon as--I'm talking the second--I was done with my nose-swab COVID test, I was taken on set.  I didn't even get to take my coat off or put away my backpack. 

The show I got booked on is called "Holiday Wars," a cooking competition where teams are given a theme, and they design and complete festive cakes so elaborate that only Abigail Hilton could afford to eat (not that she would or anything--no offense).   I was just standing in for one of the competitors, and they needed us pretty much the whole day.  


There were two episodes to be filmed, and the stages were decorated in a delightful Christmas theme (Santa's village, trees with lights, snowy backdrops, a barn, a Santa sleigh, etc.), and a marvelously chilling Halloween theme (with a mausoleum entrance, a scary Southern mansion, full moon backdrops, a cemetery, bats, pumpkins, spiderwebs, and plenty of skeletons).  I was utterly impressed, and it didn't get old, even after being on the set for hours at a stretch.

Sit-ups Today: 100
Sit-ups In Jaunary: 1311

There were more cameras in use on this show than I've ever seen in any context (even sporting events).  I counted eleven cameras when we did the full rehearsal.  Each camera had an operator, and they had to rehearse the cameramen trying to get their footage without bumping into each other (there was still a lot of bumper car action out there, and Mike, the camera guy I was assigned, told me each lens (not just camera) was worth over ten thousand dollars.


One of the cameras was on a big control arm (on the right in the above photo), and it was fascinating to watch what the operator could do with it.  He made it snake around and rise and fall and go closer and farther away from the host, until it looked like something alive, like a serpent or a Xenomorph or something.  I was quite impressed, and mentioned it to him, and he said he didn't even think about it, that the machine worked as an extension of his hand at this point, which explains why it had such an organic set of movements, I guess.

I have talked (probably too much) in the past about how badly extras are treated on (some) film sets.  But I'm not sure if I've talked about times I've been a stand-in, and how MONUMENTALLY better stand-ins are treated in productions (I went back and re-typed "monumentally" in all caps to make a point).  And this was no exception.  We were talked to like human beings, allowed to ask questions, talk, and take pictures (!), and most importantly, allowed to eat with the crew . . . and the same food as they got.

And oh, mamma mia, the food was amazing.  The show is produced by the Food Network, and it just stands to reason it would have excellent food, but there were so many options, and I ate stuff I'd never had before (like cooked carrots in chipotle sauce), with options of beverages like the colors of a rainbow.  The only downside was that, because of the pandemic, no one could sit beside or near anyone else, and so it was like when I started college, eating at a table by myself (except I had the phone to entertain me, something that didn't exist in those bygone days of yore).


It was a singular experience, being a stand-in for a reality show/competition.  For one thing, it was lots of actual work, instead of just waiting around to be used.  As an extra, you're really only needed when the camera's rolling (or about to roll), and the rest of the time, you're a dim-witted parasite that gets in the way of the people trying to do their jobs.  A stand-in is pretty much the opposite: useful in set-ups and rehearsals, camera tests, sound tests, lighting tests, run-throughs, and once the camera starts rolling, absolutely disposable.*

Now, that's not to say that it was hard work.  The most difficult bit for me was to pantomime like I was cooking for about twenty-five minutes straight (and that was made far easier by there being literally hundreds of cooking implements at my workstation that I got out, arranged, pretended to use, organized, and put back) so the cameraman could get used to following my action, pulling focus, etc..  The cameraman, however, was really working.  That poor S.O.B. had to hold a thirty pound camera the whole time, constantly moving to keep me in frame, and when they gave us a five minute break, there was sweat running down the back of his shirt.  And he told me that for the actual shooting of the program, he would have to do that for seven hours, to the point where he could barely hold his arms up anymore, let alone the camera.**

Push-ups Today: 100
Push-ups In Jaunary:  1192

We all had to wear masks (above picture notwithstanding), and these were the heavy-duty fiber ones that leave a mark on the nose and cheeks.  Because of that, I didn't know what people looked like, and as I've mentioned before during the pandemic, that makes them fascinating.  I stare at eyes, and try and imagine what the face is like, and when they pull their masks down, I sneak a peek, like a fourteen year old boy (or me at my age) trying to catch a glimpse of cleavage or a pantyline. 



The Halloween set was amazing, and as soon as I got on it, I exclaimed, "I want to live here!"  There was a girl nearby (another stand-in) who expressed similar feelings . . . and we got married.

Okay, that's not true, but we did get partnered up as part of a cooking team, so I hung out with her for an hour or so, and that was nice.  


There was so much to take in on the set, with details you couldn't see unless you studied them, and since we were just standing around, I had plenty of time to do so.  I still would've liked to be able to wander through and check everything out (a few of the photos I took didn't turn out, because I didn't have time to walk over to something and snap a good picture before we got called back to our first positions.

We ended up spending a lot less time in the Halloween stage than the Christmas one (probably four or five hours less), mostly because they had figured out camera set-ups and blocking on the first one), and I could've stood to spend more time.  I was on my feet for a long stretch, and by four or five o'clock, I wanted to--and did--sit down whenever I got a chance.  Those poor cameramen didn't have that option.

I also brought a paperback book with me, and read it while standing there, probably burning through a hundred pages or more.  That hadn't happened in a while.

I became pretty friendly with the woman in my first cooking team (we were randomly placed together), an older lady who reminded me of a blonde version of my mother, and she took the above photo of me after I volunteered to take one of her.  We ended up hanging out together the rest of the day, and when she was struggling to figure out how to fill out her payment forms/I-9 at the end of the night (it had been, oddly, put online instead of on paper, and she didn't know how to do it on a phone), I hung out and walked her through it.

Then we were free to go.  It was pitch black out, and the drive through the wilderness and the twisty canyon that followed were very different in the dark.  Still, it was an interesting experience, and I'd be happy to do it all again, even though I won't be seen on the show, if I actually did watch it.* **


Words Today: 475
Words In Jaunary: 7812

*I read this super in-depth books about the making of the original "Star Trek" a couple of years ago, and it talked about how they put the main cast's stand-ins in Starfleet uniforms, so they could use them as background and extra crewmen walking around, and pretty much all of them ended up getting character names (and lines of dialogue on the show), since they were always there anyway.

**There was a harness attached to his waist and back that helped him carry the camera, that had a pole going up above his head that attached to the top of the camera, but still.

***That reminds me, I was watching a YouTube video where they were talking about the various Spider-villains that showed up in NO WAY HOME, and when they flashed back to the Sandman in SPIDER-MAN 3, it was the moment where Thomas Hayden Church is walking up the sidewalk, and I was right behind him.  It pleased me to see myself, even if it was for a split-second, and I rarely feel that way.


Podcast That Dares 31: The Leaden Ring

Rish shares "The Leaden Ring" by Sabine Baring-Gould.  He then talks a bit about evil.  As you do.


Download the episode right HERE.

Support me at Patreon HERE.

Logo by Gino "The Leaden Bling" Moretto.

Wednesday, January 12, 2022

January Sweeps - Day 711

I spent nearly an hour on a chapter of "Hatchling" tonight, since I didn't manage to get to the library (I'm working on a TV show tomorrow, and they made me drive more than two hours to get a COVID test), but it sure didn't translate to my word count (re-writing the same line of dialogue three or four times so it sounds more natural doesn't really count, apparently).  

Out in the middle of nowhere, some ambitious individuals built some sound stages where there would be no sound pollution or passers-by, and I had been there once before.*  Even though it took me more than two hours driving out there, my COVID test took up less than two minutes, then they told me I could go.  There's probably a life metaphor in there somewhere, but I can't come up with one right now.


My test was negative (and they still tested me the next day too, which seems like overkill . . . why make me come in and test if they were going to do it again on the day of the shoot?), but poor Biggie Anklevich told me yesterday that he's lost his sense of taste.  His first clue was when he started listening to Justin Bieber's new album by accident and didn't turn it off.

Sit-ups Today: 100
Sit-ups In January: 1211

Push-ups Today: 100
Push-ups In January: 1092

Words Today: 375
Words In January: 7337

*The horrifying thing is, I believe I'd already been doing this daily blogging thing when I worked on it, despite it feeling like years ago . . . wow.

Tuesday, January 11, 2022

January Sweeps - Day 710


My cousin and I got together, and we're very near to the end of the "Seinfeld" series.  We went back to that show "Evil" and there was an absolutely delightful episode about a YouTube video that was driving teenaged girls insane* and the viral video portion was eerily accurate to the amusing, stupid, effed-up, nonsensical shite that kids watch today.

I ought to post more about it, but it gets harder and harder to do these posts two years in.

Then it was "Book of Boba Fett" time.  After a so-so first episode and an excellent second one, we were back to the mediocre.  The last show brought us an intimidating and wonderful-looking Wookiee bounty hunter . . . and this episode defeated him.  Big Anklevich compared him to Captain Phasma in FORCE AWAKENS, but he's probably closer to a certain helmeted guy introduced in EMPIRE and dispatched handily in JEDI.  At least there was only seven days of speculation about what he would do and how cool it would be to see a fight scene with hi.

Much worse, however, this episode introduced a "biker" gang from the streets of Mos Espa that all looked like cyborg CW actors who drove pristine, brightly-colored, floating Vespas . . . and it was garbage right out of the Canto Bight scene in LAST JEDI, only it made less sense because it was on the dusty, poverty-stricken, corrupt and dangerous backwoods hellhole desert planet of Tatooine.

It absolutely didn't work, like when you find out there's a monthly drag queen parade in the 900-person town of Froglick, Arkansas.**  And then, a couple of days later, I read an article online about how other fans were complaining about it, and that they really didn't understand "Star Wars" (and its influences).

But there's a reason they cut out the guy wearing bluejeans in "The Mandalorian," dude.

Now don't get me wrong, I love me some "Power Rangers."  Just as much, in fact.

Sit-ups Today: 100
Sit-ups In January: 1111 (cool number)

I actually got pretty into the story today.  It's gonna be long, and I will be proud of myself if I actually finish it.  Heck, I'll be proud of you too.  Proud of the world.

Push-ups Today: 100
Push-ups In January: 1092

One more thing: I realized that on the last day of January, it will have been two years of blogging every single day (and two years of writing every day too, just one day fewer because of Leap Year), and that that is the PERFECT time to stop.  Can you imagine, two years of doing something every day, with the Sword of Damocles hanging over you, and no will of your own?  I'll have to ask Marshal Latham about what that's like.

Words Today: 822
Words In January: 6962

*Turned out that there was an audio track hidden in the video on a frequency that only people under sixteen could hear, that was telling them to kill themselves.  Love it.

**And it's been going on since 1871.


Monday, January 10, 2022

January Sweeps - Day 709


Have I mentioned that I had been planning to do a daily marathon of podcasts in the new year, inspired by Marshal Latham's recent "Walk of Life" podcasts?  Well, if I haven't, it was something I started planning in November, and then got so busy I couldn't manage to put them out on New Year's Day as I'd intended. 

Anyhow, I was nearly done with the first episode yesterday, then went out and interacted with my family, playing cards with sister's family, and trying to get some items listed on eBay, and when I came back into my room, my laptop (which I am on the precipice of naming the Craptop II) had gone to sleep, and would not wake up again.  This is something that happens, oh, once a month or so (though I think it last happened in 2022, so the frequency must be increasing).  I restarted the computer, and it wouldn't boot up (again), and I restarted it a second time, and this time, it did start up, but I had lost what I had been working on that day.*

But today, I finally got the first of my daily podcasts edited, and ready to go.  I started on the second immediately after, and if I could just put the world on pause for a minute, I'd do two or three more, hoping that was enough of a head start to begin posting them daily.  I've got about twenty-five or twenty-six of them on my hard drive (I recorded thirty, and somehow lost or deleted three or four of them between November and December), and that should be more than enough to get me through a month**.  Regardless, at least one person will enjoy listening to them, and while I'd prefer that number to be higher, we'd all prefer to be high right now, I'm sure.

Sit-ups Today: 100
Sit-ups In January: 1011

Push-ups Today: 100
Push-ups In January: 992

Words Today: 705
Words In January: 6140

*In the past, this has been absolutely heartbreaking, when what I've lost represented hours of work, instead of what I lost yesterday, which was probably forty minutes or so.  Still, any of it should be unacceptable.

**Or more, if I choose to take the weekends off and only post the daily shows Monday through Friday.  Which I probably wouldn't do--when Big and I would do marathons on the Dunesteef page, we'd do a literal stretch of posting seven days a week, but that was with me editing and him posting them, so I don't know what I'm capable of.

Sunday, January 09, 2022

January Sweeps - Day 708

This was another of those days where I put off writing and exercise for as long as I could stomach it . . . and then I was tired and too sleepy to write.  When that happens, usually I am very unproductive, and when I look over what I've written later, I don't recognize it (though it's not usually terrible and/or unusable, like when I record audiobooks when sleepy).

Sit-ups Today: 100
Sit-ups In January: 911

I wanted to tell you about the other night when I was driving to my cousin's house during a snowstorm.  Because of the condition of the roads, I arrived in his town really late, and everything food-wise but the 24 hour grocery store (which just opened) was closed.  So, I went inside to grab something to eat . . . and discovered nobody there.  The grocery store was empty.  There were no clerks, there were no customers, the lights were on, but no one was home.  I wondered if, perhaps, the store HAD closed, and I had misread the sign.  

But no, they were open, and after a minute of wandering around the produce section, I saw a couple of teenaged girls walk back to the front of the store, where they hung out at Customer Service, waiting for customers.  It was absolutely banal and uninteresting*, but I snapped a picture and it got my mind thinking about getting off on an exit in an unfamiliar town, and going into the market and finding it empty, then discovering that the entire town is empty (but like Roanoke in Virginia [or is it North Carolina?], there's evidence that people were just there, right before I arrived, such as a coffee pot still hot, or water in the top drain of a drinking fountain).


It may not amount to anything (Vegas odds are 75/25 against), but I like the idea, especially of someone thinking this is a great turn, and being able to steal all they want, until the big revelation comes, whatever that would be.

Push-ups Today: 100
Push-ups In January: 892

Words Today: 268
Words In January: 5435

*Like most of the things I blog about.