Feeling Himself Forgotten – Cover Reveal!

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Did you think I had forgotten to update you on my next book?

Since my April 25th post where I let you know the book was no longer under contract I’ve been rereading the manuscript and preparing to send it to my editor. I hope to have it ready for them by the end of next week.

I’ve also been working on a face for the book! I had started a cover idea a few years ago while I was still writing the book. I always do that because it’s a fun way to do something else creatively while working on pounding out the story.  It also gives your work a face to look at and can help you with developing the story. You can “see” your book through the readers’ eyes, or at least the first impression of it.  And first impressions are everything!

That first cover idea involved bright splashes of paint, paint brushes, a fountain, and a pigeon. Yes, a pigeon.  Since Feeling Himself Forgotten tells the story of Auden, and Auden is an artist, I wanted the cover to really convey his personality. The fountain and the pigeon were to pay homage to Stealing Wishes. If you read it, you know how much Blaine loved the downtown park with the fountain in the middle and the pigeons all around.  But this cover concept was abandoned by the time I finished the book and it was under contract with the publisher.

I opened that file a few days ago though for the first time in two years and decided it wasn’t what I wanted at all. So I started on a completely new idea that had a more somber tone to it. No paint. No brushes. No fountain.  And no pigeon either. It was good but again, not what I really wanted.  I decided I wanted something a bit more theatrical – the reason being is Tennessee Williams himself plays an important part in the story! In fact, he’s a character in the book.  Well, his ghost is! I even thought about putting TW on the cover, but none of the photos I like of him are available for use.

And then I found the artwork you see above and fell in love with it.  I love the mood it conveys.  It could be TW or TW’s ghost or it could be Auden.  So I started toying around with ideas using the photograph and pretty soon I had the cover I knew I wanted. So here we are!  What do you think?

Stuck between a book and a hard title…

Two interesting things have happened to me this week.

First, I canceled my contract with the publisher of my upcoming book. There were no differences between us. No hardships. They are a micro publisher who only publish in Ebook format. My contract was signed over a year ago and due to delays often brought on by real life circumstances, they just haven’t gotten around to publishing my book. 48550518I’d been waiting patiently. I finally sought advice from a writer friend who told me what I wanted to hear. So, I sent an email asking if we could cancel the contract.

I got a quick reply that they were happy I sent the email they’d been unfortunately avoiding to send me. Like I said, no hard feelings between us. And so now, a book that I wrote in 2012 is finally free. I can do what I want with it. I can find another publisher. I can forget about it and sit on it a few more years if I want. Or I can get to work, reading it over again, giving it to my editor, polishing it, and ultimately publishing it myself.

And that’s what I’m going to do.

I think the last time I touched the manuscript was in 2013.  I’d forgotten most of it by now.  I wasn’t even sure if my heart was still in this book. Sure, deep down, I knew it was. It had to be in there if I wrote it. But sometimes when there is so much distance and time between us, the heart goes quiet.

I found the manuscript and read the last chapter a few nights ago and all the emotion kicked in and came flooding back. Yeah, there it is. I’m in this. My heart is in it. I knew it always was. So… let’s do this.

And so now I’ll proofread and polish it and turn it over to my editor in May. And while she weaves her magic, I’ll think about and work on a book cover (honestly, I’ve already started thinking about the cover). And when she’s done I’ll make the corrections she suggests. I’ll format it. I’ll send it to some beta readers. And then…I’ll release it out on its own.  And then I’ll celebrate. After three years of waiting, another one of my babies is all grown up and going out into the world to find its place in it.

Another good thing about doing it myself is that I can do a paperback version as well. The micro publisher only did E-Books.  There’s no money to be made in paperback books (but since when have I ever done this for money?) but it’s still nice to hold your physical book in your hand.  I also have family that don’t read E-books and prefer hard copies, so it’s nice to be able to do this for them too.

The second interesting thing that happened to me this week involves my work in progress that I started this year.  If you read my blog posts, then you saw me mention it in some of my Write or Wrong posts. I thought I was off to a good start but quickly lost steam and didn’t know what to do with it or where to go.  My editor suggested that maybe my thoughts were tied up with this finished book and what was going on with the publisher and all.  And I can see that. I definitely feel different about all of this today than I did yesterday.  So maybe that was affecting me creatively.

My biggest conflict this week, now that I am back on track with the work in progress, is what to call it.  I’m stuck between two titles and not even sure about either one of them at this point.  What do you think?  The first working title is “Late for His Funeral.”  It has a double meaning which would be revealed in the story.  The second is “If You Need Me” which is not as mysterious but also has meaning.  Any thoughts on which you like best?

I’m kind of hoping that as I continue to write it a brand new title will reveal itself to me and I can stop tormenting myself over choosing between these two.  But for now the working title is still Late for His Funeral.

So, I’ll have a new book out this year and I’m working on another one! Yay me!  Oh!  And I almost forgot to mention that this new book is the sequel to my second book, Stealing Wishes.  It tells the story of Auden and how he returns to Memphis to try to reconnect with Blaine.  It’s called Feeling Himself Forgotten. You can learn about it here! More news about it to follow as it develops!

The Last Pop Tart

Two days ago I ate my last pop tart. It was delicious.

We had a good time, you and I.

We had a good time, you and I.

It also contained 210 calories, 7 grams of fat, and 15 grams of sugar. And just before eating it, I devoured its packaged partner which was equally as delicious and bad. (Just because good things come two to a package doesn’t mean you should eat both of them but you usually do because the package is not re-sealable. Why not, Pop Tarts???  And after all, who eats just one Pop Tart anyway?)

I call it my last Pop Tart because if you’ve read my latest blog posts this week then you already know I’m taking baby steps to improve my health, my weight, and my relationship with food. This all came about after I read Amelia Freer’s book called Eat. Nourish. Glow.

Here are some other things I’ve done just this week alone:

– I switched to Pink Himalayan Salt, one of Amelia’s suggestions. We always had pink salt in the house and reserved it for steaks or salads, but we are now using it as a replacement to table salt.  Here is what pink salt can do for you:

  • Create an electrolyte balance
  • Increases hydration
  • Regulate water content both inside and outside of cells
  • Balance pH (alkaline/acidity) and help to reduce acid reflux
  • Prevent muscle cramping A
  • id in proper metabolism functioning
  • Strengthen bones
  • Lower blood pressure
  • Help the intestines absorb nutrients
  • Prevent goiters
  • Improve circulation
  • Dissolve and eliminate sediment to remove toxins

– I’m trying to buy more organic foods. Yeah, they cost more so I’m being selective. I was recently told that if you only switch to 3 organic things, switch your milk, eggs, and chicken. I can do that!  The reason is because the same hormones they give to cows and chickens are the same hormones cancer feed off of, particularly breast cancer (both in men and women). I found organic, cage-free eggs at my grocery store for just $2.99. That’s actually cheaper than what I normally pay for eggs so I was happy with that.  I also picked up organic Amish milk and organic unsweetened Almond milk this week.

– I’m trying to cut down on my intake of sugar. That’s the reason for the last pop tart!  I stopped using sugar in my coffee and hot tea years ago, and as some of you may know, I even gave up coffee about a month ago. Amelia lives a sugar-free life and believe me, that’s tough. Sugar is in everything, particularly packaged and processed foods which Amelia also says you should give up.  Just read the label.  I never worried about sugar content before because I’ve always been a calorie counter. But Amelia says if you put your focus on sugar instead, then the rest like calories and carbs will balance out. And she’s right!  My organic Almond milk has zero calories!  Sadly,  my regular Amish organic milk had 12 grams of sugar per serving!  So, this step will continue to be a work in process but it definitely helps you in changing your eating habits.

If you cut sugar from your diet, your taste buds will change. And I actually experienced this last night. I made pasta for dinner. More about that later. And I used Ragu pasta sauce. The sauce tasted so sweet….I noticed how sweet it was more so than ever before. It was gross. I finished the pasta and tried to eat as little of the sauce as possible. I’ll definitely be making more of my own sauce this summer when my homegrown tomatoes ripen.

– I’m no longer cooking with olive oil. Yeah, everyone has preached the benefits of EVOO the past few years, but guess what?  It doesn’t react well to heat! Olive oil should only be used to make salad dressings, or use it by itself on salad. That’s it! It’s good for you that way, but not as a cooking component. You should use coconut oil, coconut butter, or regular organic butter for cooking. They taste better and are actually better for you. Coconut oil or butter or real butter even contain healthy fats that your body needs. I found a jar of coconut oil at my grocery store and have been cooking with it this week and it’s great!  And no, it doesn’t make your food taste like coconuts at all. I also picked up organic Amish real butter this week.

– I bought a veggie spiralizer, also called a Veggetti. It’s a nice little kitchen gadget that turns vegetables into veggie pasta. I tried it this week with a squash and a zucchini. I boiled them for about a minute and served them with basil pesto and it was wonderful. I’ll definitely start cutting down on my boxed pastas now because guess what…they contain sugar!  I do buy frozen ravioli and frozen tortellini for us sometimes and that’s what we had last night for dinner that I mentioned earlier. I was happy to see that the frozen ravioli contained no sugar and the tortellini only contained one gram of sugar!

So, that’s where I’m at as week one comes to a close. I still have some things to work on when it comes to what to eat for breakfast and lunch but I’m working on it. Amelia’s approach is slow, and I’m okay with that. She says you are NOT on a diet. You are just fixing your relationship with food. And I like the sound of that.  I’ve made dinner every night this week. We’ve had no fast food. I’m cutting sugar. I’m making other small changes like the cooking oil, milk, and salt. It all adds up, and it all equals healthier living.

More to follow…

Oh the people you’ll meet, the stories they’ll tell…

My business trips are over for the year until October! I only travel about 3 times a year for work, but it’s always for at least a week at a time and it’s a lot of hard work setting up for a trade show, working the show, and then tearing down and packing up. The week usually flies by but I frequently find myself alone – on the plane or in the evenings after work which I don’t mind actually. One plus side to traveling is getting to meet new people who are also at the show or even the locals.

Locals, like cab drivers delivering me from the airport to my hotel,  always ask if I am in town on business or pleasure, and I’ve always found it odd that their next question is how long am I staying, or when did I get here and when am I leaving. Almost every time!

Then they usually ask where I came from. Once I say St. Louis, they always want to talk about the weather or the Cardinals.  You can now add Ferguson to the list due to recent events. Yep, I covered all three subjects with one cab driver. These conversations bore me because I’m not really making a connection with a person. I’m just filling the air between us and the time with words and meaningless chatter. As a writer, it can get very annoying. I’d rather just be quiet and look out the window.

At the actual show I usually meet new customers or customers who I previously only spoke to on the phone so it’s always fun to put a face with a voice although I’m horrible with names and probably won’t remember them next year.

Then I get to meet other vendors who stop by the booth or who are in the booth right next to us. And while in Orlando last week, that’s exactly what happened to me.  A man from the neighboring booth, a company that sells chef apparel, came over to our booth to inquire about our pink ribbon merchandise.  I told him our story and about how we donate a portion of the net proceeds of each sale. We talked about the “pink ribbon” market and how it’s sadly become quite the industry with little donations actually going to research.

Then he introduces himself as a two time cancer survivor – pancreatic and male breast cancer.  His name is Harvey Singer and he runs a foundation called His Breast Cancer Awareness. He told me a bit about his story and his fight.

It was very inspiring to listen to his story. Sure, later on we talked a bit about Cardinals baseball, but not much. Harvey shared advice with me on switching my milk, chicken, and eggs to hormone-free organic produce because the hormones in these items are the same that cancer feeds off of. We talked about our pets. He even gave me a signed copy of his book at the end of the show.

And these are the types of connections I like to make. These are the names I remember. These are the stories I like to hear. Harvey has dedicated his life and energy to share his story with others in hopes of making male breast cancer a subject we aren’t afraid to discuss and that we won’t ignore. And I respect that. And that’s why I’m sharing this story with you now.  Check out his website in the link above or watch the video. Hopefully you’ll be inspired too.

So what’s your story?

Lone Writer’s Log Book: One Meal at a Time

Today’s trip to the grocery store, the first after reading Eat Nourish Glow by Amelia Freer.

  1. Tried out The Fresh Market, a new grocery/eatery that just opened here in St. Louis.  A bit pricey on some items. Couldn’t do all of my shopping here. But lots of good, new, and organic stuff that I want to try so I’ll definitely return.
  2. Bought strawberries, blue berries, black berries, and opal apples for breakfasts and fresh desserts. Had a bowl of fruit tonight after dinner with chia seeds, lemon juice, and some whipped cream. It was wonderful! Chia seeds don’t really have any flavor but they are a good healthy fat.
  3. Bought avocados, a healthy fat that I like but usually only buy to make guacamole. Will try it on salads and eggs soon.
  4. Bought Amish organic butter for cooking!
  5. Bought organic milk (also Amish) and unsweetened almond milk.
  6. Bought cage free, hormone eggs.
  7. Fresh Market stocks my new favorite tea – Revolution Tea – bought Earl Grey with Lavender
  8. I love Fresh Market’s deli counter. Picked out two pecan crusted chicken breasts for dinner.
  9. Went to my regular grocery store for other things including organic salad mix and other veggies. Found coconut oil for cooking, also organic!
  10. Cooked my pecan chicken breasts with coconut oil.
  11. Made pasta from zucchini, squash, and carrots using my new Veggetti Spiraler that I picked up at BB&B yesterday! Using a tool like this to make vegetable pastas was another suggestion from Freer’s books. It’s a healthy alternative to boxed pastas which are loaded with sugar and starch.
  12. Topped my veggie pasta with a Basil Pesto. Was going to make my own but found a nice one in a jar at Fresh Market.
  13. Dinner was awesome!
  14. Need to work on my breakfast meals now…incorporating a protein and green vegetable.

Eat. Nourish. Glow.

eatnourishglowOn Friday, while returning from a week long business trip in Orlando, I finished a book on the plane called Eat. Nourish. Glow. by Amelia Freer. I should point out that I don’t normally read self-help or dieting books. About the only non-fiction stuff I read is memoirs. As far as nutrition goes, I do love the occasional cook book from time to time but never use or read them cover to cover.

Amelia Freer’s book is not a cook book or dieting book, but I would call it a bit of a self-help book. And I read it cover to cover in just under a week! That being said, it’s not one of those books that is going to beat you up for what you do or do not do. Amelia is a nutritionist and gives you advice based on her own personal experiences with food.

It definitely helped open my eyes to my own relationship with food.  I’ve been a crash dieter, starving myself and counting calories. I’ve been a binge eater, gorging on sugary foods that I knew weren’t good for me.  I’ve been an addictive snacker, unable to put the chips or candies down until they were gone.

Amelia doesn’t beat you up for being any of these types of eaters. She does point out the medical issues you could face, but also offers advice on how to change those unhealthy food habits.  First, she tells you to convince yourself you are not on a diet. You can eat anything you want (in moderation). But you should change what you eat, how much, and how often.

Now, due to her own health issues, Amelia does not eat any processed foods, sugar, gluten, or dairy. She is a very organic eater and relies on fresh ingredients. Throughout the book, she reminds you that you do not have to give up gluten or dairy if your system is okay with it, and my system is actually okay with dairy and I enjoy it in moderation.

She also discusses another battle of mine which is time. Like many, I work all day and come home and don’t want to cook. I want something fast and easy. And it usually leaves me feeling sick or bloated and even more tired. And unfortunately, a quick meal like this is usually full of sugar and unhealthy cancer-causing preservatives also responsible for obesity and other problems. But Amelia encourages you to identify your problems, like time, and address them slowly.  You don’t have to change your entire life all at once. That can be overwhelming. But small changes over time can make a big difference.

A few weeks ago I posted about how I gave up coffee and started drinking warm water with lemon and honey each morning along with several cups of cold water. Well, I haven’t had coffee yet and I don’t miss it.  I wake up fine and don’t need the caffeine pick-me-up and I’ve had no issues with going to the bathroom. In fact, I’d say that experience is even “smoother” and seems healthier now.

Amelia actually says coffee is fine as long as it’s a high quality good coffee and you don’t load it down with sugar. She has it on occasion and puts coconut butter in it for taste!  While I won’t be going back to coffee anytime soon, Amelia had lots of other tips that I will be trying. Here are a few…

  • She says to cook with real (organic) butter or coconut oil because they do not burn so easily at high temperatures, like Olive Oil does. Yep, the cooking shows have told us to cook with Olive Oil because it’s healthier, but it also burns easily. Amelia says only use Olive Oil as a dressing or to make dressings. We’ve been convinced that butter is bad for us but good organic butter (not margarine) actually has healthy fats in it that are good for us.
  • If you have problems with dairy, switch to non-sweetened almond milk. Or if you have to have milk, buy organic hormone free milk.
  • For breakfast, think outside the traditional breakfast comfort foods. Try to have a protein, a good fat, and something green.  It will feel you up and keep you from snacking before lunch.
  • Add chia or hemp seeds to salads and fruits for healthy fats and acids.
  • When making a salad, try to make it a rainbow.  Green leaves, red peppers or berries, yellow squash or peppers, and even purple black berries or cabbage.
  • Avoid canned and boxed foods whenever possible. They are full of sugar.

I could go on and on, but you could just read the book! This is just a bit of her advice that I found helpful and that I’m going to try. Today I made a trip to the grocery store with a new list in hand!  I’ll tell you more about that in the next post!

Spring in the Lou!

cucumbersIt’s Spring in St. Lou and though there is a slight chill to the air, the temperature is climbing and flowers are just starting to bloom. And you know what that means?

It means my blog posts for the next four months will probably be devoted to pics of flowers or vegetables from our yard and garden.

We’ve spent the last two weekends cleaning out the dead leaves and brush from the flower beds. We pile it into the vegetable garden and burn it. The ashes add nutrients to the soil.

Last year I had saved seeds from our last cucumber so we planted those last Sunday in a potting tray. The photo to the right is how they looked yesterday…just one week later! And that’s just from sitting on the kitchen counter in the sunshine. No grow light. No fertilizer. Just water, soil, and sun.

Two days ago we saw our first bloom of the year!  Just some tiny daffodils but they are a welcome sign of sprint and a nice pop of color in the yard that’s been covered buttercupin a blanket of brown or white for the past few months.

I planted lots of new bulbs last Fall so I’m excited to see those already coming up. Unfortunately, the rabbits are excited too and have already taken advantage of the fresh salad bar in our yard. Some of the new shoots have already been nibbled back to the ground! I made a trip to one of our local nurseries yesterday to buy more daffodils to plant around them as a deterrent. Daffodils are toxic to rabbits so they won’t eat them. I also put out some rodent repellent hoping that might keep the rabbits away too and give the new plants a fighting chance to grow and bloom.

This year we are making plans to add a bean house to the garden, extending the garden another four feet. A bean house is a trellis made from PVC pipe and wire.  We’ll plant green beans and cucumbers to grow over it. This keeps the vegetables off the ground and away from rabbits and also makes them easier to pick.

Besides planting the garden and a few potted flowers along the pathway, we are hoping to keep the outdoor projects to a minimum this year. We’ll see how that goes once summer arrives!

The Pages Hold My Secrets

Shannon Yarbrough:

I couldn’t have said it better. Words from a writer friend for your Friday.

Originally posted on It all started with Heathcliff:

To write fiction is to live in another realm wherein the author’s fantasies, wishes, dreams, daydreams, voices in the mind all roam free – experiencing adventure, romance, triumphant endings, and tis’ a win for the author as much as the reader once the words reach them. 

I know this, because it is my story – my books drip with the essence of my soul, my heart, my mind.

The pages hold my secrets … and my tears.

Where they are hidden, I will not tell (at least not now), but know I am in all of the pages. Every character in some way bears the visage of me or someone in my life or someone I want to know – someone I imagine as a part of my world.

Without time to write, I am not complete because I cannot live well without my dreams.

This is the crux…

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I’m tired of coffee.

I’ve decided to give up coffee.coffee

There. I said it.

No reason for alarm really. No health issues (that I know of). And no, I’m not crazy.

On Saturday, I poured a cup and it just tasted gross to me. I couldn’t finish it, and I decided to stop drinking it.

I’ve always liked coffee.  It’s been a morning ritual for me.  My second book is even about a coffee barista, a job I held once. So, I know a lot about coffee though I don’t consider myself a fine connoisseur of it or anything. I’m a three cup-a-day Maxwell House or Folgers type of guy. I rarely order coffee out or pick it up at a gas station. I don’t like Starbucks. I don’t hang out in coffee shops.

In fact, by the time I add creamer (powder or liquid, regular or flavored, I like both) and sweetener, it’s not really coffee anymore, just some fancy tasting cocoa or hot chocolate I suppose.

Have you ever liked a food and suddenly you found you didn’t like it anymore?  Maybe it reminded you of something. Maybe it gave you food poisoning once. Or maybe you’ve just had enough.

I have.

That’s how I feel about scrambled eggs.  I loved them once, but not anymore. I’ll still eat them, but I can do without so I don’t usually fix them for myself or order them.

Strange? Yeah, but there’s actually a serious psychology behind this behavior called food or taste aversion. It pretty much applies to your brain turning you off to foods that have made you sick before, but it goes much deeper than that.

So if I had to think about it and figure out why I drink coffee anyway, I’d say it’s for comfort. It’s a morning habit, part of the daily ritual.  It’s also comforting.  Yeah, I suppose it helps wake you up but I don’t really like strong coffee. It’s also a good laxative if anything.

So, what’s going to replace coffee for me then? A couple of things actually…

I read something a while back about how you should drink a cup or two of water each morning as soon as you wake up, even before you have coffee. It said you should drink it in large gulps and as quickly as possible. The article actually said you should try to work up to about 4 cups.

The reason for this is because you are sluggish in the morning usually due to dehydration. Most people think they are sleepy and so they go right for the coffee, but your body is actually dehydrated. There’s lots of other good healthy reasons that I won’t go into, but you can read all about the benefits of morning water drinking here.

I’ve done this off and on for a while now, and yes, I’ve done it every morning since putting down the coffee.  And guess what? It does work. I feel more awake and not so sluggish, and I’d say I almost feel even better than I did when I was drinking coffee.

But who wants to just drink water in the morning, right?

Last week I read a blog post from a woman who replaced her morning coffee with a warm cup of water, lemon, and honey. She did this for a year and claimed that she never got sick. And she lives in a household with two small school children. They always caught some cold or flu bug, but she never got it.  She also claimed it helped prevent constipation and gas, and listed some other benefits from the lemon/honey mixture including weight loss. So, I researched this option a bit and found it to be true! You can read more for yourself here.

So, yep, I bought 5 lemons this weekend and I’ve already had my first cup of lemon/honey water yesterday morning and  drank four cups of water and I felt fine. I think this might work so I did it again today and plan to keep it up.  I don’t have a craving for coffee. I feel awake and ready to go.

When I was your age…

935758_10151606473979674_1581728177_nToday I want to rant about this photo that occasionally makes the rounds on Facebook. While I get the idea behind it, it also pisses me off every time I see it.  Yesterday I saw it being shared by someone who has a three year old!  Now, first I think… Wow!  If you have an eight year old on Facebook and Twitter , you are violating Facebook terms which state:

Facebook requires everyone to be at least 13 years old before they can create an account (in some jurisdictions, this age limit may be higher). Creating an account with false info is a violation of our terms. This includes accounts registered on the behalf of someone under 13.

Twitter’s age requirements are a bit hazy and they don’t ask for your age when you set up an account, but their basic terms do state you must also be 13 years of age.

I know the photo is meant to be funny and sarcastic even, but if your eight year old is on Facebook and Twitter, not only are you in violation of their terms, but it’s also your own fault for allowing your child to sign up.  If your 8 year old has a phone or iPad, it’s also your fault because you are the one that allowed them to have it and you bought it for them.

And it’s really sad to think that your child lacks imagination. Again, I blame the parent. Instead of the phone or iPad, you could have bought them the coloring book and crayons that you had as a child. Chances are you have a phone and/or iPad too, and kids love to mimic their parents or grow up to be like their parents. When was the last time you sat down and colored a picture on a piece of paper with crayons with your child as opposed to playing a game with them on the tablet or computer?

These days, 8 year olds don’t really have these things unless the parents allowed them to have it. These things are not privileges just bestowed upon your children because of the day and age they live in. They didn’t pop out of the womb while texting. True, they would be anomalies of your own childhood but you can thank a growing age of technology and advancements in society for such things that you have today to entertain you and your children.

Would you trade them all to be able to go back in time with your child and give them the childhood you had?  Probably not.  Would you give up Facebook and take up a pen and paper to write letters and send birthday cards via the U.S. Postal Service to keep in touch with your family and friends?  No. Would you pick up that black rotary dial phone hanging on the wall to call someone and tell (tweet) them something. Nope.  Would you settle for playing Oregon Trail on a floppy disk on a green screen Mac?  Maybe…it was pretty fun.

But my point is this picture makes it sound like your 8 year olds are privileged to have these things, and guess what?  They are.  But you were privileged too as a child to live in a free society such as ours that allows us to have such wonderful things. Sure, the things you had as a child were different than what your children have today, but imagination is still the same. Your child today might imagine something different than you did way back when, but it still works the same. So to think your child doesn’t have that one simple thing that hasn’t changed makes you an idiot in my eyes. And if your child is using Facebook over imagination, again, that’s your fault.

So both of you should put down the iPad, wipe the saliva off your chin and go outside and play. There is a world of imagination waiting out there. And afterwards, instead of plugging yourself back into the world wide web, go buy a deluxe box of 72 Crayola crayons and make art together. Facebook can wait. It’ll be there when you get back. Go share a memory instead of a meme.