I was attempting to bulk send the novel draft to my Kindle for a read-through and somehow/someway I am missing four chapters. Gone. Attempting to recover if possible.
**Update** Crisis averted after relocating buried chapters.
Writing
Something Useful
I just installed the “On This Day” feature in the Archives and decided to click on one of the results as a test and I was amused by what I wrote on this same day two years ago:
Am I doing something useful or am I avoiding something that is intellectually more difficult?
I am not an archivist.
But I want to curate my notes and articles.I am not making notes for legal documents.
Just for me.For 99.99% of my notes, lists, notebooks, drafts, files… done is better than perfect.
If I can reliably find my notes and figure out later on what I meant when I wrote it, that’s all I need.
Times have changed, because now, for me, the sole purpose of this website is to be a repository for my thoughts and I am in fact, a curator. An archivist.
National Novel Writing Month
Back in 2018, I signed up for NaNoWriMo with the intention of writing a 50,000-word novel that failed spectacularly.
In the past year, however, something clicked. Whereas now I have about 35 good stories to tell and have been slowly plugging away at some of them lately.
So for the month of November, I’ll type away to hit that 50K word goal, if nothing else other than pride and a sense of accomplishment.
Draft Day
Spent the better part of the day sorting and organizing text for the Angkor draft, all while there was a slight draft outside thanks to Hurricane Helene.
I almost had a major catastrophe- not hurricane related- due to me sorting chapters around when they disappeared. All of it!
Whew, all the chapters were relocated into the “Author’s Notes” section of the software.
And breathe again.
Self-Publishing: Angkor
Since the early 1990’s I have had a fascination with the ancient Khmer Empire in modern day Cambodia. There is a story there waiting to be told. Over the years, I have researched and tried to keep up with the archeological news. Four years ago I offered a hypothesis regarding the Angkor Wat temple complex and another temple in the mountains to the north. I haven’t read or heard anything related to it so I still make my claim here.
In the meantime, I have decided to do a re-write on a story I started years ago regarding this area and its hidden secrets. The original ideas were too grandiose in my head and it was a challenge to sort it all out. I’ve kept some main ideas but simplified it somewhat. Also made it more relatable and relevant.
When wrapping up a chapter in my writing software (Ulysses), I noticed a feature that allows me to publish in various formats. “What the hell” I thought, so I exported my draft (NOT a final release) in the e.Pub format and figured why not, and sent it to my Kindle.
Moments later I was reading my own writing on an e-book reader!
This was a fun discovery and encourages me to keep going, press publish and read in its entirety. Someday.
Write Out
We all know the benefits of regular exercise for our bodies—strengthening muscles, improving endurance, and boosting overall health. But what about our minds? Just like our bodies need a good workout to stay in shape, our minds crave daily activity to stay sharp and creative. That’s where “Write Out” comes in. Think of it as a mental workout, a daily exercise routine that strengthens your writing muscles, sharpens your thinking, and enhances your creativity. Whether you’re jotting down a few thoughts or crafting a full essay, each day you write is a step toward a healthier, more agile mind.
Writing, as in fitness, benefits from consistency. Even on days I don’t feel like it, I will get out to the gym and do it. Even on days I don’t feel like it, I’ll sit down and crank something out. Not every day, but enough to build habits.
A routine, without being a routine, can be challenging. This month, I committed to writing a post every day for thirty one days.
I feel a need, or have a desire to sit down and write on one of my short stories, or that pesky novel I’ve been stewing on for decades. Typing for 15-30 minutes a day should do it. Crap or no crap, it’ll get done. As Hemingway put it: “Write drunk, edit sober.”
Just as a daily workout builds a stronger body, “Writing Out” could be a path to a more resilient and creative mind. It’s not about perfection or waiting for inspiration to strike; it’s about showing up, putting pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard), and committing to the process.
Three P’s
For digital documents you want to keep for a long time, I suggest the Three P’s:
- Plain text
- PDFs
- Printouts
While in college in the mid 1990’s, and prior to purchasing my first computer, I utilized a word processor. Think manual typewriter but with a 3.5″ floppy disk for storage. I wish I had known enough to preserve all of my writings. The floppy disks were formatted for the word processor but not the computer. It wiped everything off the disk to make room for the Windows formatting. The lesson here is to preserve your work and prepare by future-proofing formats. It was a hard learned lesson. All of my personal writing, studies and papers gone.
I was reminded of all of this when I read about how Hemingway’s early notes and the beginning of a novel disappeared. His wife had gathered his works and left Paris by train to Switzerland to meet him and a publisher and somehow, the suitcase went missing from the train platform and they were devastated.
My loss was due to ignorance and in no way as significant as Hemingway’s loss. But the pain was there.
My revamped workflow process is:
- Write and edit drafts in Ulysses (saved to cloud, backed up onto my file server)
- Publish from Ulysses to my website (saved to cloud)
- Copy/Paste to my own database in plain text format (cloud, file server)
- Migrate all of my work into the database in plain text, organize.
- Print to .pdf by year (saved to cloud and file server)
- Print to paper by year (saved to a dedicated yearly file folder or binder)
Interesting enough, while walking through the library’s “read and return” section, the word “Hemingway” ended up in my peripheral vision.
Rabbits and Frequency Illusion!
I usually don’t give them a glance but the paper spine was attractive. The fiction novel title is “The Hemingway Thief” and how the aforementioned luggage was lost. I haven’t read it yet, but it seems to be a good yarn with a few secrets and twists. Looking forward to reading it as soon as possible.
On Hemingway
When I was in college, I had an opportunity to take a break from the stress of a new marriage and my studies. My step-father swung by my home on the way up to his lake cabin for the weekend and asked me to come along. I was hesitant at first, but my wife insisted. I am grateful for the invitation and the encouragement on both their parts.
It was a literal breath of fresh air, in that I could escape my stresses and enjoy a relaxing, distraction-free weekend. While there, I perused the bookshelf and came across a vintage copy of “For Whom The Bell Tolls” by Ernest Hemingway. After a few hours of reading, I think I was ready to finally go to sleep. But I didn’t sleep on the instant appreciation for where I was and what I had just read. Until the weekend was up and it was back to reality. And burrowed, in the back of my brain, was the spirit of Hemingway.
Not too many people can experience what he had experienced or live his lifestyle, but that doesn’t stop me from aspiring to. Years after that weekend at the lake cabin, I picked up a copy of “The Sun Also Rises” and that long forgotten spirit of Hemingway was renewed and inspired me again after it was read.
So, I’ve decided to do a deep study into the man and his influence when I set myself up to my digital typewriter. Hell, I want my old mechanical typewriter back just for the romance and nostalgia.
While living and working in Cuba, he set himself up in a fine home that was called Finca Vigia, or “Lookout Farm.” While doing research, I came across the letterhead of his stationary and thought to myself, I will have the same for myself as soon as possible. I used to have personalized stationary, complete with a custom seal press that read “From the Library of Chris Denbow.” Damn, why did I lose that? Why did I sell or trade off my entire library?
So, from henceforth until I leave this place, I am designating my new home in Florida as Coral del Cabo (Spanish). Eventually, the stationary will be printed and used. I have decided that while text and FaceTime are beneficial, nothing beats a handwritten or typed letter in the mail.
I could go on all night about the details and influences that Hemingway offers, but, as I finish my three fingers of Cutty Sark, I realize it is late. Perhaps I will dream about those short stories and unwritten novels and once again call on E.H. For inspiration.
— CJD from Coral del Cabo
BLAugust
I like to take on writing challenges for myself. Stop me if you’ve read this about me before, but every now and then I’ll finish a challenge. It’s rare. So why have I committed the month of August to writing a blog post for every day of the month?
For the hell of it of course. I have various interests and a lot to say about even more various topics. Thirty-one days- maybe I should be committed, so to speak.
How will I be able to publish something daily? No idea but it will be fun.
Anyway, welcome to August Blaugust, and check back daily for something new and hopefully interesting.
Read & Write
The Los Angeles Library system recently purchased a local book publisher and plans on publishing even more from local authors. Brilliant!
Local libraries could and should support people to self-publish books, e-books, websites, etc. Instead of just computers for the homeless to play games on, set up printers, scanners, zine machines, etc. Beef up the local writers and potential authors by hosting writing parties. Maybe even add a community feed to host all of those websites and their owners with a shared feed of everything published in blog format and RSS?
Premise: The Black Rabbit
In a city that never sleeps, where the lights cast long shadows and secrets are hidden around every corner, there exists a woman known only by her enigmatic alias: “Black Rabbit.” Her real name, age, and origin are mysteries, shrouded in layers of deceit and allure. Black Rabbit is a master of seduction and manipulation, weaving a web of temptation that ensnares anyone foolish enough to fall into her trap.
By day, she blends into society, a chameleon with a disarming smile and an air of sophistication. She frequents high-end bars, exclusive clubs, and upscale events, always on the lookout for her next mark. Her attire is always a calculated mix of elegance and allure, designed to captivate and intrigue. At night, she transforms, adopting her Black Rabbit persona—an intoxicating blend of danger and desire.
Her lair is a hidden sanctuary, accessible only through a labyrinth path of secret passages and forgotten alleys we would call “rabbit holes.” It’s a place where luxury meets menace, with opulent decor masking the underlying threats. Once inside her warren, her victims find themselves trapped, their senses overwhelmed by the seductive atmosphere. Black Rabbit uses her charm and cunning to extort money, secrets, or favors, ensuring her power and influence continue to grow.
Those who resist or attempt to escape face her darker side. She’s not afraid to use violence to maintain control, leaving a trail of fear and whispered rumors in her wake. Her allure is both her weapon and her shield, allowing her to operate just beyond the reach of the law.
In this city of shadows, Black Rabbit is a legend—a symbol of the seductive dangers that lurk beneath the surface, a reminder that even the most captivating beauty can conceal a deadly snare.
Follow The Black Rabbit
I’ve been tinkering with a new novel or short story idea that has me intrigued. I’ve included an equally intriguing and cryptic image for it as well ^^.