It is hotter than blue blazes outside. That phrase comes from the fact that the blue part of the fire is actually the hottest part, but I don’t really think I’d be able to tell if I stuck my finger in it. I think the regular red and orange part would be about more than I could handle.
I got really close to a deer in the park today. I wasn’t even trying to sneak up on him or anything, he just happened to be in my path. Normally, they scatter pretty quick once they hear you coming, but this one just looked at me like he couldn’t care less. It’s illegal to shoot deer in a national park, and I’ve long wondered if these deer know this. I’ve wanted to take the idea of Park deer versus Country deer and turn it in to a screenplay for a while, but everyone I pitch it to doesn’t get as excited as I think they should, which makes me think that it’s not a worthwhile endeavor.
In my brain, the way it would go is that the park deer have no idea how truly privileged they are, but they are taught from an early age not to leave the confines of the national Park. Then one day, a little doe wanders out of the park and into a non-protected forest. Clueless as to the danger lurking around the corner, and from above in the tree stands, a wild deer swoops in and wisens the young doe up on this scary creature called “the hunter”.
When the doe returns to the national park and tells of this tale, it is met with laughs from the elder deer. But an older park deer takes the young doe aside and explains to them that they are not crazy, and it’s all true. The park deer have been living in privilege this whole time, but the elders keep it a secret because they don’t want wild deer coming in to claim sanctuary.
Anyways, I will admit as I’m saying all of that out loud that it is a little bit up its own ass for a Pixar movie. Plus, I’ve got other projects that I need to focus on right now. I finally finished Here We Rest Act One and I am very happy with how it turned out. The only problem (which is actually not a problem at all, in fact, it’s very exciting) is that when I started writing it, I fully intended on it being just a short story that I would dump on Substack to entertain my readers. But as I got into the thick of it, I realized that there was a whole book there. I have never written a fiction book, and thought I would be more than happy to continue turning out short stories of fiction, but I just can’t let this one go. I am working on act two right now in vomit draft fashion, and will probably continue on that way until I have finished the whole thing. Then I’ll do another draft. And then another. And then I will send it off and see if anyone is interested in it.
If they are not, then that is more than fine by me, I will just self publish and of course let my Substack readers have their first crack at it. What a blessing it is to have built this community. I never have to feel like I’m starting from scratch, and that is such a huge relief to someone in the creative world. If it wasn’t for the feedback that I received on the first couple chapters from my friends on Substack, there’s a good chance I wouldn’t have gotten so excited about it and took the leap into turning it into a whole book.
As I continue on this journey, I will be writing and releasing other stories from The Chikaluki universe that, while they are not part of what will become the final version of Here We Rest, they are in the same world and will help me build it out even further. My hope being that while Here We Rest will stand on its own, those who read what I write here on Substack will be rewarded with a more rich and fulfilling experience. That is my hope at least. And that makes me very excited, and happy.
On an unrelated note, it’s possible that I have contracted the turbo diarrhea. I had to cut my walk short earlier and drive back home to choose a route that kept me closer to a commode. I know this is TMI for most people, but I think it should be talked about because it is 100% this goddamn administration’s fault. Between the DOGE cuts, and RFK Jr becoming the czar of health, things are falling apart at an even faster rate than they already were.
Not that we didn’t already know this, but all these assholes care about is money, and regulations cost money. Regulations may cost money, but do you know what they also do? They make it harder for turbo diarrhea causing lettuce and blueberries to be shipped out to the American people. We live in the richest goddamn country on earth, which if it was managed correctly could be a utopia, but instead, we have elected to let the inmates run the asylum because they have convinced a great many of us that science is of the devil, and that white men were born with the inalienable right to never be criticized.
That’s enough of politics today, I want to try and be happy for the remaining eight hours that I’m awake. I’m about to record the wellRED podcast, something I have done every Tuesday for nine years. A little speck of regularity in an otherwise chaotic world. After that, I am going to write and perform a pest control commercial so that my mortgage can be taken care of for September, and I can hopefully have some breathing room to focus solely on my new book and all the wonderful new ideas I have for Substack, my favorite place in the entire world.
I hope all of you have a wonderful Tuesday, and a wonderful rest of the week. I hope that if your boss is mean, that he also gets the turbo diarrhea. And I hope that it hits him when he is in the middle of giving some sort of presentation and that he wore his thinnest pair of khakis that day. I hope the lady at the office that he has been harassing thinking he had a shot with her is there to see it, and he knows that she will forever associate him with that stench and he has ruined any hope he ever had. If he’s extra mean, I hope that after work an anvil falls on his head like in the coyote and roadrunner cartoons. I hope the company is then dissolved and liquidated and you are presented with a small fortune and never have to work again.
More later
Corey
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