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Blog #51: New From Mishka Zakharin (July 2018)

Blog #51:  New From Mishka Zakharin  (July 2018)

Lingering in the Foolishness of Things (Chronicles of the Daemon Mishka, Volume VI: Masque of Mishka) (Volume 2)  (Paperback – July 7, 2018) Part poetry, part journalish ramblings, the next installment of Zakharin’s on-going Daemon Mishka Chronicles reflects his spiritual journey through life — both the supernal, upward swings and the infernal, downward plummets… and each with his usually unusual perspective on things. A perhaps more philosophically oriented volume than previous Daemon Mishka anthologies, ‘Lingering in the Foolishness of Things’ yet captures the indelible wit, abstruse wiles, and esoteric wisdom (not to mention some just weird stuff along the way) Zakharin’s readers have come to know and love… https://www.amazon.com/Lingering-Foolishness-Things-Chronicles-Daemon/dp/1722221526/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1531053742&sr=8-1&keywords=mishka+zakharin (Also available for Kindle.)   Big, Mad, Naughty Monkey God  (Kindle Edition) Mishka Zakharin presents two of his poetry anthologies — ‘Big, Naughty Monkey’ and ‘The Mad God’ — in a single, hardcover edition. . . both written in the same approximate time frame, yet each expressing its own distinct tone… an interesting mix of the opposing polarities of a somewhat bleak reality, but with an underlying tone of optimism… Mishka provides creativity and lyricism, philosophy and inaneness, morose subjectivity and shenanigans of mythic proportion… https://www.amazon.com/Big-Mad-Naughty-Monkey-God-ebook/dp/B07FBQ35MD/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1531053659&sr=8-3&keywords=mishka+zakharin   # # # # # # #   And not so new, but always worth a mention… The Green Lamp: https://www.amazon.com/Green-Lamp-Mishka-Zakharin/dp/0983520445/ref=sr_1_6?ie=UTF8&qid=1531053869&sr=8-6&keywords=mishka+zakharin Natalya’s Tale: https://www.amazon.com/Natalyas-Tale-Mishka-Zakharin/dp/1516915437/ref=tmm_pap_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=1531053821&sr=8-7 The Telemachy of Mishka: https://www.amazon.com/Telemachy-Mishka-Zakharin/dp/1544932510/ref=sr_1_13?ie=UTF8&qid=1531053916&sr=8-13&keywords=mishka+zakharin Chunks of Sky: https://www.amazon.com/Chunks-Sky-Mishka-Zakharin/dp/1518868053/ref=tmm_pap_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=1531053975&sr=8-4   …and, coming soon:  Zakharinish Zeitgeist (2nd Ed.)…   # # # # # #   ©2018 Mishka...

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Blog #50:  Denials of Science

Blog #50:  Denials of Science

Blog #50:  Denials of Science (which I, personally, find absurd) The belief that the Earth is flat. These people are about 2500 years behind the times… The belief that humans are not apes. I kinda get this one (so long as it isn’t coupled with denial of evolution)—but it’s just ego… people don’t want to be grouped with a bunch of hairy animals… as a hirsute beast mine own self, I find nothing wrong with it. Going on from aforementioned denial of evolution, the belief that Earth was created something like 6000 years ago. I like faerie tales and fantasy, too, but mythology is not intended to be taken literally… it sometimes reflects actual events, but more often expresses a consummate truth, an example of “right living,” rather than reporting historical events… which is not to imply that people in the Bible (or any other religious text—including the works of Homer), though probably not all, did not exist, merely that all the acts attributed to them did not necessarily actually happen.  Such was just the way history was written then—with a healthy dose of allegory and “folk-talesianism” (HA!  I like that one…)—much like journalism today.  (I think it was more entertaining in the past… now days ‘tis just a pain in the ass.  In the past, it seems romanticized or like magical realism, but in the present it’s just plain lies.)  My apologies to all those who feel otherwise, but if your faith rests on miracles and magic, rather than the substance behind the stories, it seems like a pretty crap faith.  (But to each their own, meguesses…) There is a town in North Carolina who outlawed solar energy in 2015 because they did not want to deplete the energy of the sun. Well, that’s a bit like believing if you look at something too long, you will “see up” the all of it and render it invisible… and I find that this happens really only very infrequently… There are various places in the United States (and elsewhere in the world) which have made practicing yoga illegal… onaccounta it is anti-Christian. How, I’m not sure—I don’t recall Jesus ever being opposed to breathing or stretching; it (apparently) leaves the practitioner vulnerable to demonic possession… no doubt because of how stressful it is to be a demon, so they prey upon peaceful, contented, healthy people to inhabit…  The nice thing...

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Blog #49: Nebulous New Year

Blog #49:  Nebulous New Year

  I saw Star Wars, Episode VIII: ‘The Last Jedi’ yesterday… and I was disappointed.  Like with Episode VII, it seemed to be a rehashing of junk from the first movies — the same elements, mixed and mashed around, enacted by new (and much more forgettable) characters.  Even the very basis of it is nothing new:  you have the First Order instead of the Empire, and the Resistance instead of the Rebellion… a new old, wrinkly bad-guy… and a new young Jedi and a new Sith…  In both VII and VIII there are so many scenes you can pick directly out of the earlier episodes, like reenactments in jumbled order. And what an ignominious fate for Luke Skywalker, hero of the galaxy — and one of the main heroes of my youth… in the end, making him yet the sniveling, little whiner he was when we first met him forty years ago.  I do realize sometimes heroes fall from grace — but the bold and confident Jedi knight I remember from ‘Return of the Jedi’ would not have run away to die. And am I mistaken, or did it just over all seem like there was a hell of a lot going on in spite of there being not a lot happening?  Just have lots of action, and no one will realize we don’t have a plot… just a two and a half hour, slow-motion chase scene leading to utter disaster — but with… a new new hope?  Kinda weak.  I wish they had followed the ‘history’ of the books that have been written (from the handful I have read) instead of taking this new direction… which seems like more of a backtrack.   Mayhap I am just old and clinging to the gilded aspects of youth… I do try to let go of the past and take the present as something new.  I know of several Tolkien fans who could not separate the movies (esp. ‘The Hobbit’) from the books.  I did okay with that — and I mostly do okay with the Marvel movies (though I did not like ‘Spider-man: Homecoming’, which was a good movie in and of itself — but it was not who or what Spidey should be given the comics… so, again, not letting go).  [Incidental aside:  personally speaking, he’s gone astray in the comics as well…  Oh, well.] Definitely getting old… But...

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Blog #48: Compatibility Mode

Blog #48:  Compatibility Mode

…been drifting on the Gangeez wit Charlie for the last fortnight (or eight)… time (overdue) to head home… there’s no place like — not always a good thing — home is where you hang your cat.  (“I woke up this morning with a feeling of despair; I looked for my pussy — but my pussy wasn’t there!”)  [Footnote: some song… kind of a jazzy number, I know not who.]  Just nevermind… Haven’t really written in almost a year… and I’m pretty okay with that.  Methinks.  (Mayhaps.)  But then why am I trying here?  Words to the page… is it anything more than ego?  Notice me — remember me — applaud me, praise me, aren’t I grand!?! I recently discovered I’m part Visigoth… so that’s kind of neat… I—  (Just skip that last bit.) Mayhap I don’t write because I have to finish that novel I was working on (‘More than Kin and Less than Kind’)… and I’m not feeling it.  There are some lovely bits to it — but the over-all doesn’t really click.  (“Why on EARTH? — would you want a book that clicks!? …for pity sake…”)  I don’t know.  But I don’t want to abandon it, and I don’t want to move on to something new until ‘tis done.  Stagnation. Or do I just enjoy the leisurely life of not writing?  I’ve been doing genealogy (thus the aforementioned Visigothiness)… which is really rather pointless.  (Unless you’re a Mormon.)  But it is idly interesting.  I mean, anywhere along the line there could be a marital indiscretion that has you following the wrong line… or inaccurate records.  (Or haphazard researchers — myself included.)  And the occasional Indian chief or Viking or Visigoth or saint or king or emperor is neat… (not that it means anything now!) Butanyhoo… I’m somewhat content.  I should meditate more.  (Always, ever, forever, and again!)  I’ve been reading a lot of historical fiction — and actual history… which goes well with the genealogy, mesupposes.  Too much TV. So do I make myself return to writing simply because I have nothing else?  That’s bleak.  (And mayhaps (probably) more than a little of why I haven’t been??) I also recently realized I enjoy Led Zeppelin.  And I have been asked to be a godfather — for the SIXTH time!  (Those two things have naught to do wit oneanudder… aside for both being really rather neat.) My last...

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Blog #47: Sex With Pajamas On

Blog #47: Sex With Pajamas On

In lieu of spontaneous, original creative thought… here is an oldie, but a goodie……   The nice thing about sex with pajamas on is that: …you don’t have to worry about what to wear. …you won’t get a chill. …you can color coordinate. …everyone has sex naked; isn’t it fun to be different? …they’re very handy should you suddenly find yourself in need of a tourniquet. …it makes little static electricity sparks, creating a sort of mini-light-show. …you may not want to see your partner naked. …it just seems much more Christian—and, after all, isn’t that the whole point? …you don’t have to touch all that hot, steamy sex-flesh… (?) …it makes it harder for her to pull the hair on his chest. …it makes it harder for him to pull the hair on her chest. …they match the bunny slippers. …it allows for rough sex games, because of the extra cushioning. …they look much neater on a person than they do strewn across the floor. …it creates a slumber-party-like atmosphere, providing an exuberance for sex that teen-agers possess before they’ve ever actually had any. …if a fight breaks out, you don’t have to pause to dress before stalking from the room in a huff. …it prevents the spread of disease. …you don’t have to worry about offending your partner should she be the type to find nudity indecent. …the extra weight gives you traction, and helps you to maintain your balance and equilibrium. …you can’t tell if she hasn’t shaved her legs. …they absorb all that dirty-sex sweat, keeping the bed-sheets clean and sanitary. …the issue of tan-lines remains in question, adding an element of mystery to the sexual excitement. …you won’t experience the discomfort of sweaty flesh sticking to the kitchen table. …you won’t inadvertently forget what you’re doing and proceed to pop pimples on your partner’s posterior. …you won’t get that eerie feeling your partner’s nipples are staring at you. …you won’t have to worry that she might pinch your arm, because it won’t hurt so much through the fabric. …it really pisses off any voyeurs you might have in the neighborhood. …if you’re doing it in the road, you won’t get little gravel dimples in your back. …you don’t have to worry about whether your partner’s belly-button is an ‘inney’ or an ‘outey’. …if they’re footy-pajamas—the kind with the rubbery-type feet—you’re grounded in case any...

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Blog #46: The Focative Syllogism

Blog #46:  The Focative Syllogism

—or:  ‘Disgusting and Itchy’!   (Just nevermind.)   So I’ve been on hiatus with the writing.  I needed a break, I needed to replenish, I needed to remake myself, I needed… to conquer and plunder and destroy and read some junk for a while…  And so shall I continue to do.  But I also have to start writing again.  Not just ‘writery-related’ stuff—like the promoting and publicizing and looking for reviews or publishers or whatever—because that’s what depletes my energy and my creativity and my mojo and my [something French] and my… chutzpah?  (Probably not chutzpah…)   Well, whatever.  My plan, writing-wise, is to come back this fall and finish off my third novel, ‘More than Kin and Less than Kind’ (which was being problematic)—but over the summer I would also like to start (continue) plotting out the notions I’m having for a fourth novel:  ‘Weasel in the Rough’!  (I’m very excited!  Well, not that excited… I’m… nebulously not unenthused?  But nowhere near nipple-tingly.  Let’s say… moderately optimistic.)   In the meanwhile, one of the little side projects I’ve been (hardly at all) working on is an expurgated version of Daemon Mishka, volumes 2, 3, and 4, collectively to be entitled ‘Potemkin’s Umbrage’… which I hope to publish this year, but it’s slow going (what, with the not working on it so much, and all…).  So we’ll have to wait and see.  But there was a bit—from spring of 2002, so (holy crud!) 15 years ago (bloodyhellstinkrot—how—?!)—which I just read and thought to share in blog-like fashion… which is nice, mesupposes, as I just never write blogs anymore… and they were kind of fun… and mayhap I should do more of them again… butanyhoo—   So this amused and/or entertained me, so here’s a bit o’ stuff…    # # #   from ‘Potemkin’s Umbrage’ (forthcoming):   You know, you can’t write a romantically lyrical poem using the term “skull-fuck”.  I mean, you could start out with something about how beautiful her eyes are—move into the passion they imbrue within… and then—no, no, no, no, no!  Not at all, not even a little bit—just cannot happen… unless perhaps it was done in French?  (And, in this case, when I say “it was done in French” I am referring to the presumed writing of such a poem.)  Of course, even that’s no guarantee—what if in French “skull-fuck” is still just...

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