Keyboards: Avant- garde

I stumbled upon the best keyboards I've yet to see. For a writer, they're nostalgic. For a computer tech, they're really cool. For an artist, they're masterpieces in metal. They remind me of a cross between an old time typewriter and an H.P. Lovecraft work. To keep them in the leagues of the true artistic creations they are, these keyboards are not for the low funded individual. Put it this way, if you have to ask... Are they worth it? Probably. There's always something that sets a person apart from the rest. If I had one of these keyboards, I wouldn't keep it tucked away in my keyboard drawer. It would have to be sitting on my beautiful new desk for all to see. I mean, I couldn't exactly put once on my old computer desk. I would have to shell out the money for a dark, carved wooden desk worthy of such a keyboard. Now, why don't they make computers that look like this? Hmmmm, I'll get right on that.
Oh wait...check out their Steampunk Laptop. It defies description.

We are all time travelers

It seems that we are all time travelers. As we sit at our desks, tapping on the keyboard, time is traveling around us. The future is constantly being transformed into the past with the present only lasting for a fleeting moment (if at all). Everything that we are doing right now is quickly moving into the past, which means we continue to move through time.

Ideas of time travel have existed for centuries, but when Albert Einstein released his theory of special relativity, he laid the foundation for the theoretical possibility of time travel. Now, we may wonder, if time travel were possible, why haven't we met a time traveler from the future? Physicists such as Michio Kaku who wrote a book on Parallel Worlds believe that the universe is full of parallel universes. We are but a tiny atom within the whole cosmic reality. As such, we see the universe from our tiny perspective.
Imagine, like Alice in Wonderland, we could eat something that would make us grow bigger. Now imagine that there was no limit to how big we could become. Think of a tiny ant who became bigger and bigger. This ant would be amazed at what he saw. The world appeared alien the farther away his perspective became. So, let's imagine that we grew larger than the planet (let's assume air is not an issue). We became obsessive and decided to see how large we could become. If our hypothetical ant was amazed at the sight of civilization, he would be totally confused at the sight of the planet earth. The larger we made ourselves the more amazed we would be. That is, until we became so large that we no longer recognized the cosmos. Once we became larger than the viewable universe in which we live, we would see exactly where good 'ol planet Earth fits into the whole scheme of things. I assume we would, like the ant, become downright confused at what we saw. We can imagine that this huge person saw multiple universes existing within some some astronomic something. Maybe this person saw the universe explode, implode over and over. Would he see what runs it all? Would he see the beginning of something? Becoming larger and larger would he see the face of God? Maybe he already did and didn't know it. Is God a deity, an energy or force or maybe all of the above. Does God exist? It all depends on your definition of God. Does it matter? To each individual it does.
Out of fear, this bombastic person would then eat the "get smaller" food, like Alice did. Again, this person being driven by anxiety may get carried away and shrink down to the size of an atom and beyond. And, once again, he would become confused, disoriented and possible afraid. He would see an alien world before him. He would see the energy which makes up our known universe. What would he see? Would he see the face of God?
It all comes down to perspective. Einstein understood that perspective was everything. So, basically, our world is our world and no one else's world. That is because we see it in a way no one else sees it. Does it matter? Yes, it does!

Seeing things in a different light

I was listening to an employee talking in the break room where I work by day. He was young, maybe 21 or so. He was a nice looking when he smiled. The problem was, he rarely smiled. As such, he was not so good looking. It amazes me how someone's looks can change so dramatically by their facial expression. I don't mean he looked mean when he frowned. I mean he truly looked frightful in a surly sort of way. Yet, this same man looked quite attractive when he smiled. I noticed that people looked at him differently when he smiled. It was like a new person walked into the room. On this day, however, smiling was the last thing on his mind. He managed to complain about a whole gamut of hates and things he despises from work to life in general. He accused the company of willful slavery and undermining his usual happy self. We rarely see the latter so I assume the company was winning this one. He raged on about how his pay was paltry to how they simply don't care about their subjugated employees. If one didn't know better they would think this fellow was in a jail doing hard labor. With no escape possible, the inmate would begrudgingly execute the tasks assigned to him as he fumed inwardly. He had lost himself. He was the prison guard who locked himself up. He refused to see any joy no matter how small. To him life was out to get him and the company was behind it all. It never occurred to him that he could find a different job. Maybe one that wouldn't enslave his very soul. It was apparent that finding a better way was not an option for him. He was dependent on his rants and raves. They were his security blanket. Without it he would have to stand on his own merits. If that would happen he would surely fall short. He couldn't take that chance. Its too bad, though. In a parallel world he is a handsome young man full of hope, friends and joy.

The book is now available

Amazon is showing a link to my book. The book can be ordered through Publish America and Amazon now. I am in the marketing, book signing and general promotional stage right now. One thing about writers, they can write about anyone or anything but tend to have trouble writing about themselves. Alas, it must be done.
I love to read. This gives me some sense of satisfaction in knowing I did my part by contributing to the wealth of books available for all the happy readers out there. The book has its audience as all books do. It isn't a "mass appeal" type of book. Is there really such a book? It is geared to younger readers and those who admire Einstein and time traveling stories. I firmly believe children are capable of learning so much more than they are given credit for. So many books skim over information because it is considered too difficult for young readers. Children have amazing minds, it is our responsibility to see that our next generation is given the education they deserve.

The Wormhole Adventures officially released 2/25/08

The release date is set for February 25th, 2008. It can be pre-ordered on the PA site or through Amazon very soon. I'm pleased to note that it has already been given a favorable review and hopefully more to come.

Almost there.

I have my cover design and my book is off to the printers. I've been quite pleased with the whole process. I've been getting some very positive feedback from those who have actually read the book. I've heard mixed reactions from those who wonder why the book won't be in every book store in the world with billboards, etc. Some people think that advertising dollars equal good writing. That isn't necessarily the case and my book stands on its merits. I've written many other books and it has been a wonderful ride. Writing is my passion and as such, I shall never quit.

Productive patience

I've been writing tirelessly on my new stories. I keep writing related blogs and work full time. As a result, I've found less time here. I have been quite productive outside this cyber realm of words and insights. I am waiting for my final cover design. One thing a writer does is write. Outside of reading, writing is my greatest joy. The only way to be who I am is to write as much as inspiration dictates. I write stories, reviews, articles and personal insights. The best advice I can give any new writer is, like author Neil Gaiman advised, "write, finish and then write again."
When the publication process is complete for my book, I will post it here. Writing is my great passion, but then again, so is living.
Having nearly escaped death a few weeks ago, I am truly grateful for the life I have. The car I was a passenger in was destroyed by an errant deer who decided to cross the highway right where I was. The only thing that saved me was the hood which opened up and stopped the deer from entering the cab. After the air bags deployed my husband and I exited the car in disbelief. The officer on the scene was sure we had been killed or injured. We were given a second chance that fateful night. I have so much living to do and so little time to do it. Today is the first day of the rest of our lives. You never know when your exit will be. So, live for each precious moment as if it were your last.