Wednesday, February 15, 2012

DBM Update

Well, it's been an interesting experience becoming a newly published author, to say the least. There are issues with my bio on some websites where my book is listed, and although I'm trying to resolve these issues, it blows my mind that these websites are so irresponsible as to just list any "Darren Browns" bio instead of actually doing some research to find out the correct information before putting it out to the internet. Strangely enough, I noticed it on a site out of India, first. (which makes me laugh out loud for reals now).
Since my last post, I created an e-book on and a kindle version on The book is listed on the major book retail sites and I guess if it becomes a good seller, it could go out to the retail stores to the book shelves. VERY exciting if that happens. I've sold 40 copies so far from, which I feel is pretty good since there has been little to no advertising of it (as I'm a starving artist).
I've begun writing my next book, "Mnemonic Wars". I'm SO excited to begin getting this book (which began as a dream I had 5 nights in a row over a decade ago) out of my head. I shall pour my life and imagination into it and see what develops. I promise (to myself mostly), that I'll get it done in much less time than it took me to write and finish DBM. It'll be a fun process and you can get updates on it here and on Facebook. Which, by the way, there are pages on FaceBook for both of the books. Just do a search for them by name, if you're interested in "liking" them for updates and news and other fun nonsense.
Thanks for reading, friends.
I'll be in touch.

Friday, November 4, 2011

Death By Mistress Is Ready!

Howdy Folks! Look over there ---------------------->>
It's a button for you to purchase my book on!
All you need to do is click it, and it'll put my book into your cart on the site.
Easy Peasy, quick and greasy! ;)

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Death By Mistress update

I've decided that I'm going to finish my book ("Death By Mistress") by the end of this month, and research some sites to publish it on. It's a lofty goal (for me anyways), as it's been a very long time since I started this little project. It's exciting for me, as it will be another accomplishment for me, when I desperately need some things to go right for me in my life.
The 'book' started as a blog entry, oh so long ago, and it transformed into what it is today. It has personal references in it and those that knew me when I was writing it, know who and where they are in the story line.
One of the reasons I've taken so long to finish this thing is that it is, to me, a very dark portrayal of a mob killer. It takes me time to get into the mood to write about this character, even though he's not really supposed to be the central character in the story.

The characters name is Reginald Inago Pennini, or R.I.P. (or just Rip, as people call him in the tale). I've been told that I wrote his character extremely well considering I have no formal psychological schooling. I used my own experiences of observation and people skills to form the character. This isn't to say that I'm a killer or want to be a killer, but I believe there's a part of me in every character I write about, just as actors says that there's a part of them in every character they portray.

Hopefully, this book will be a success. To me, it will become my success, only once I've finished it. Anything that happens after that will be icing on my proverbial cake.
So, wish me luck. I can't wait to get it published!

Friday, June 3, 2011

My Continuing Saga

My Continuing Saga

(June 3, 2011)

The people,

that purposefully extract themselves from my life,

always think they're doing the right thing.

Some think it sacrifice,

others think it better for them,

still others think it better for me.

To these people,

I say this:

Despite your self sacrifice,

Despite your selfish acts,

Despite my failures,

My victories,

Despite my loss,

My adversities,

My gains,

You can count on one thing.

I will continue becoming

The person I am,

Without you.

I’m sad that you won’t be a part,

Of my continuing saga,

But also,

I’m comforted by one fact.

I know I’m in your thoughts,

As you are in mine.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

To Survive


The last 4 and a half months,
are a blur to me.
I've delved back into the darkness,
and survived.
I saw my self morph into that person,
I didn't like,
It happens so quickly,
I realize now,
If I let it.
I let it,
am in recovery once again.
Stopping isn't hard.
It's the changes to your body,
and your mind,
that are hard.
The dreams,
The raw emotion,
The restlessness,
The longing,
The pins and needles,
The inability to focus.
Moving on is the path,
I have to take,
If I am to survive,
in this wilderness,
That I've created for myself.
People ask me if I'll do it again.
I don't know,
I say.
People ask me why I've stopped.
The not so simple answer,
I reply,
To Survive.

Sunday, December 19, 2010

Thinking About It and The Post Office

Thinking About It


I’ve been thinking about this life.

It feels as though I’m stagnant.

Though life continues on around me,

I feel alone,

stuck in this holding position,

Until something happens.

Am I a conduit,

For the chaos that swirls around me?

Or, a conduit,

For the life that swirls around it?

I try to be the nicest person I can be,

Some see me wrestling with that,

With the chaos inside me.

Some would call it personal demons,

Some would call it drama,

Some would call it regrets.

I call it,


I’m just me.

Not above reproach,

Not above mistakes,

Not above regret,

Nor Forgiveness.

I’m ready for it to happen,

It will happen soon,

I can feel it.


I’ve been thinking about this life,

I’ve been thinking about it.


So, I was at the post office the other day, and being the person I am, found an opportunity to both make someone smile and have some fun.

The clerk called me up to his freshly opened station, with a pile of pink blank address labels on the side of the counter.

He shoots a glance at them, then asks his co-worker next to him, "What are these?" (someone had obviously put them there and he was wondering why)

The co-worker says, "I don't know."

The clerk looked at me, and I pointed at them and said, "Those are pink address labels.", and then chuckled.

The co-worker started laughing and the guy shot poison at both of us, then looked back at me and said snidely, "Thanks."

I continued to chuckle, and we finished the transaction.

Now, I understand that I made the guy feel dumb. But, when presented with an opportunity to help someone laugh, I try not to lose it. Perhaps next time, that clerk will think about what he's asking, instead of giving me an opportunity. (HAHAHAHAHA!)


Thought for the day:

:The art of life lies in a constant readjustment to our surroundings."
-- Okakura Kakuzo

Sunday, May 16, 2010

To Become Whole


When someone enters my life,
with such resounding wonder,
I take note immediately.
I question why they're there,
Why I'm there,
Surely there must to be a reason.
Is it to fill part of the void,
That has been there,
For so long now?
Or to be the one,
To fill part of the others?
It's to share the void,
So that both can start,
To become whole again.
It's hard not for them to become,
My desire,
My thought filled everything.
I just must remember,
It's not all about me.
Patience is with me,
Though it may become,
The hardest thing,
I've ever had to do.
I'm a man waiting,
To share myself,
So that we may become whole.


Quote for the day:

"Peace is like a drug, for which I strive to immerse myself in constantly." - - - me.