I apologize for the unannounced site makeover. Blog-City has changed their whole user interface for creating and editing blogs. Since I have been with them for a couple of years, I have now waited as long as I can, and been forced to switch over to the new interface.
As you can probably tell, I literally had to set the site back up all over again, so there are some changes. I think they're good ones. The site is more simplified now, which appeals to me. I imagine my blog to have much the effect of a good book - pleasant to behold, a comfort on the mind's eye. I hope you enjoy it too. The change seems only natural as I've been back in Salt Lake City, living in the shadows of these mountains, for 8 months now, and circumstances have changed drastically for me.
Life on the crust of this Utah desert goes on with startling clarity, thoughtfulness, and an ever-growing excitement. Fate seems less elusive, dropping hints in my dreams, and in my waking hours. Synchronicity is afoot, striking sometimes in its boldness. I feel that there are so many people I am about to meet, so many circumstances that will seem pre-planned, and so many memories that I will be proud to call my own.
I am working on a couple of major projects right now, along with (too) many smaller ones. There is the authorized biography of Brigadier General Richard Fisher. Things are moving along a little slower than I'd like, but I think the book will be ready for publication towards the end of 2007.
And I'm eternally excited about my growing relationship with my new literary agent. He has a lot of wisdom to bestow, and I am a willing student. A lot of what I wrote in this blog over the last two years will be included in the first book. It is coming together as a simple non-fiction account of MY war experience. After that, I think you can expect fiction from that front. Possibly a novel, a collection of short stories, or both. I can tell you that both are on the table.
As I haven't posted in a while, some thanks are in order...
Thanks VA Joe for featuring me on his blog recently.
Also, I received an e-mail from a nice woman named Rebekah, who teaches writing to the children of wealthy Buenos Aires families. She asked if she could use my latest post from The Sandbox in her class. I am always pleased when I get this kind of request. I consider it a huge compliment to have an English teacher want to use my work as an example. So thank you to Rebekah.
To my friend in France: Thank you for the wine, the gifts, and the support.
Thank you to the journalism students at the University of the Phillipines. I appreciate your encouragement and your kind e-mails.
And while I'm on the subject, thanks to all of you for reading, and for your incredible support over the last couple of years. It means more than you know.
I have short story called Origami coming out in the anthology Naked Tales: Stories by Writer's Who Blog. It will be published by Humdrumming, Ltd in June ...
And please remember to stop by Doonesbury's The Sandbox for some of my latest pieces and other dispatches from the war in Iraq and Afghanistan. I will be submitting new material to them for the foreseeable future, and I must say that they are one of the best places to read a good cross-section of tales from the desert, in real time. They have become a powerhouse military blog in a short period of time. Very professionally done.
Meanwhile, I continue to work full time and juggle the doting single father thing with finding the time to write. It works better some days than others, but life is so rich and the future so inviting that I feel as if I can handle anything that comes our way. These days with my children, in this, my PostWar Era, are a blessing and a joy unlike any I've ever known. It's much like being at the very top of a huge roller coaster. You know everything will be okay. You're braced for the adrenaline rush. When you reach the bottom you feel like it went by too fast, and you want to get back in line.
As always, thank you for reading. I'll keep you posted on the progress of the book(s). And now I'm off to take another shower.
Finally, here's a little poem that sums up my Saturday:
These are the days to remember
Cat beside me on the couch
Daughter with markers and paper
Son lost with Spiderman again
A one-legged man in a wheelchair
Pushes himself backwards with his good foot
Along the sidewalk where the snow has melted
Across the street
As I try to read
The sun is in both
of our eyes
As I watch him
The war of my generation
marches on
In the media
And in the rear view mirror
Behind these eyes
I look past the man
In the wheelchair
Directly at the sun sliding
Behind those
mountains
My sunset reverie is finally broken
by these simple golden words:
Dad, Can I have
some more juice?
Of course you can.
Of course you can.
Awesome post Lee . . . the ending was precious.
I like your new look! Thanks for the catch-up and the status on your
literary efforts - congratulations. I am particularly interested in your
biography about Brig Gen R. Fisher, out in time for Christmas??? Glad all
is going so well.
Captain, after I have read the article in Times which you and your blog was
featured, I have always been admiring you.. I know that being a soldier is
never an easy task..It will take one a thousand courage, more than just
passion, and sincere commitment to live up to your responsibility of
maintaining peace, order and unity in the complex and chaotic world we live
in.. The war in Iraq, which you have not just been a great witness of, but
might as well as a fearless safeguard to is a very admirable deed. i know
that you have taken a very great risk, not just with your own self but with
your family and the people who love you.
Hi Captain! Good day! I am a student of the University of the Philippines
and I have read an article in Times Magazine featuring your blog. My
grandfather was also a soldier and he was also with the World War II. He
was also one of the Filipino soldiers who went to Korea for the Korean war.
I remember him telling a story about his life at Korea and how he missed
our grandmother then, he was nearly killed because a bullet nearly "went
inside" his head and if it weren't for his helmet, I never would have seen
him today. Somehow I find it hard to believe that he was saved by his
helmet, nevertheless, I was really thankful for it. Now, his helmet is one
of his most prized possessions (he still has it kept in an old chest with a
hole in it..hehehe).
Hello Captain! I'm also a student fron the University of the Philippines.=)
As what my other friends have commented, you blog is very inspiring and
moving. I discovered your blog when you were featured in TIMES magazine and
from then on, I was really interested in visiting your blog some time. I
just have the chance now.
Hello captain Kelley, I am Dennisa Jane D. Pepito, also a Mass
Communication student of the University of the Philippines. Your blog was
mentioned in our class discussion and having read about you simply admires
you.