More Mad Ramblings...

     Yep, it’s Saturday. Yep, I am sitting here wondering what the hell to ramble on about today on this blog. I really do have trouble coming up with topics sometimes. I mean, who in the hell wants to know what is banging around in my head? 

     First off, I feel better than I have felt in a long time. One reason is that my move to Florida is becoming a realization. Met with the movers this week and have a set date for said move. Started gathering things to start packing up with, and that really makes me know that this is really about to happen. Yeah, I’m thrilled. 

Wished they looked like this!

      After I was forced to retired from professionally cooking, I floundered around feeling lost. Yeah, it was okay for about a month of not having to go to work, but after that? I was restless, bored and feeling as if I had been tossed aside and no longer viable, if that makes any sense. Friends that I had started to fall away. Understandable. I wasn't really part of their lives or contributing like I was. Not their fault, just the way things work. Of course I still have contact with a few, but nothing like it was when I was working and interacting on a regular basis. 

     Then I was literally pushed into this writing gig. It at least gave me something to do with my time. I felt like I was being somewhat productive. Of course, it was a pretty rough start. Remember, the only thing I’d written in over 30 years was a menu! Oh, gag, it was bad to start with. English? Sentence structure? Trying to remember all those pesky grammar rules? Forget it. I gave up in frustration many times, but was continuously prodded back into it several times. 

     Is this going anywhere you may ask? Hell if I know. That’s why I say I ramble. 

     Oh…yeah. Maybe so. I got a review this week on A Christmas Memory that had me reeling. Yes, it was favorable, but it was not so much the actual review of the story but the review of me. I was stunned. 

     You see, I don’t think much about what I write or more importantly, how I write. I just let the characters tell their story. There are times I don’t even feel as if I’m in the same room as they are. They really do take over. I guess in the end it does come from me, somewhere deep down, but I’ll be damned if I can explain it. It…just happens. Makes me wonder sometimes though if I could be diagnosed as a schizophrenic though, with all these voices screaming in my head. There’s a thought. 

     So…what else… 

     OH, I did release A Christmas Memory yesterday. Duh! Much to my amazement it has already received quite a few reviews, and all of them, so far, are five star. Woo-Hoo! I’m glad. This was such a fun story to write. These guys are just lovable, no other way to say it. If you feel like a little push to get you into the holiday spirit, go and check it out. I think it might just make you go out looking for mistletoe. 

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     Guess that’s about all I got for this week. Oh…one more thing… 

     I’d like for everyone to reach out and do something nice for someone. Doesn’t have to be anything big. Holding a door open for someone, buying them a cup of coffee, but just something nice, it isn't hard to do. Trust me when I say, you can make someone’s day. 

     Have a great week everyone. 

     Cheers! 

     Max ;-)

This is Gio Dell. He is just as nice as he is handsome.