Friday, March 29, 2013

Jeepers Creepers Peepers, etc….


Picked up my new eyes the other day.

… I should probably explain that.

As you may know, I wear glasses, have for many years. I was pretty damned blind as a child and went from one doctor to another, from one surgery to another. By the time I was in my 20s, I hardly needed glasses at all.

You just know that couldn’t last, right?

In fact, on my last visit to my optometrist, he addressed this issue by saying, “There are various biological factors and mitigating consequences…”

“I’m getting old,” I said, summing up.

He smiled a bit and nodded. “Um, yes.”

One nice thing about getting old is I don’t really care that I need to wear glasses any longer. Hell, it goes with the beard… which I’ll shave off one of these day. Then, it’ll go with the grey.

Now, I have two pairs of glasses. One pair is for distance vision. The other pair is for reading. That’s the new pair. My doc took my regular glasses and placed another lens on top of them. “How does that look?” he asked.

“Holy crap,” I nearly shouted. “I can see!” That’s how much of an improvement it was. I could honestly see everything I was reading – for the first time in years.

And that’s good, because I read a lot. As a writer, I spend 10-12 hours in front of my monitor, typing on my keyboard, just about every day. My doc has told me that it’s the strain on my eyes from all that “close up work” (as he calls it) that wears me out. In other words, what I do makes me who I am.

That sucks.

But there you are. So, I’m sitting here with these new glasses on, seeing everything. Eh, it ain’t so bad.

Saturday, March 23, 2013

Qualifying…


Being with Vicky has gotten me into some pretty crazy shit.

Like NASCAR.

I know. I know. I didn’t see it coming, either!

But my male sports gene was bound to come out at some point and now I’m probably a bit more of a NASCAR fan than Vicky. We watch the Sprint Cup races every week when they’re on – except that moronic NRA race in Texas – and once a year we head on over to the Auto Club Speedway to watch qualifying for their race.

And that’s what we did yesterday, hitting the road rather early and making it to the track about an hour before the festivities. Vicky had learned how to get free tickets from AAA, which is only right considering they’re sponsoring the race, so the whole day would be free except for the gas and the snacks – two things you don’t want to mix up.

Prior to qualifying, and because we got there early, Vicky wanted to walk through the bazaar of merchandise trailers before we went inside. You didn’t think we’d actually get in for free, did you? Well, I’d learned my lesson a while ago. I understood that Vicky had to pick up a momento from the Jeff Gordon trailer. And, heck, we only did this once a year.

This year, Vicky bought a pair of Jeff Gordon “24” ear-rings. Do I think she’ll really wear them? Sure. Once. But what the hell? It brought her a little joy.

Last year’s visit to the track had shown me that my aging body doesn’t take kindly to vertigo, so I asked Vicky if we could sit lower this time. We did and waited for Qualifying to start.

As usual, we joked with each other about the other people we saw and this and that. Eventually, we had to put in our ear-plugs but we still joked via text messaging. One of the best things about being with Vicky is the ease with which we make each other laugh. We’re always giggling or laughing and I love that Vicky is pretty damned funny.

So, we sat there, joking with each other, trading the occasional kiss – making everyone sick.

When Qualifying began, we traded the occasional comment about the drivers. More specific comments were held for Jeff Gordon’s qualifying lap and Juan Pablo Montoya’s qualifying, too. Jeff Gordon is Vicky’s driver and I follow Juan Pablo. Both drove pretty well, but our comments about them were nothing compared to what we said and the disgust we showed towards Danika Patrick and Brad Keslowski.

Vicky can’t stand Danika after NASCAR has shoved her down our throats as the savior of the sport. If she had been given a chance to prove herself – and if she was a half-decent driver – our attitudes might be different. But we’re sick of NASCAR praising her for every lap she drives or every wreck she survives. We’re just sick of her.

Brad, who we call Keslousy, is an inbred hick who is full of shit. Other than that, he’s fine. He didn’t win last year’s championship so much as Jimmy Johnson lost it.

And so, we watched Danica qualify five spots from last place and we watched Keslousy have to start from the back and had a great time. In all of my days, I would never have imagined I’d enjoy NASCAR. I probably wouldn’t enjoy it nearly as much without Vicky. But when we share it, no matter if we’re at the track or on our sofa, we have a great time.

(Mind you, I won’t be back there for 364 more days…)

Saturday, March 16, 2013

So Dream Something, episode 6 featuring Angela Kay Austin...


My guest this week is Angela Kay Austin, and I am pleased to welcome her to the podcast. You can listen to this new episode at:

Angela Kay Austin is the bestselling author of such works of romantic fiction as Christmas' Journey, Love's Chance, and My Son, published by Red Rose Publishing. Angela likes to say that she writes stories about women who've been kicked in the butt by life - and they're tired of it. You can find more of Angela’s work and updated information on her exciting career on her website: www.angelakayaustin.com.

Angela Kay Austin has expressed herself through words for as long as she can remember.  Some of her early poetry became songs performed with her cousin at family gatherings.  But, eventually, short stories filled her favorite pink diary.

An infatuation with music and theater led to years playing various instruments and small extra roles in TV shows before giving way to a degree and career in radio and TV production.  After completing another degree in marketing, Angela found herself combining her love for all things creative and worked for many many years in promotions and advertising. 

When Angela once again found herself writing, her first published work stayed on her publisher’s bestseller list for ten weeks.  Her second release hit the bestseller list at All Romance eBooks. She has spoken on author panels, and served on boards for various author groups.

 
We covered a lot of territory in this episode, including…
Beware the Ides of March, Julius Caesar, Christmas' Journey, Love's Chance, My Son, Red Roof Publishing, www.angelakayaustin.com, songs for family gatherings, pink diary, All Romance eBooks, music, saxophone, acting, poetry, short stories, balance, marketing, promotions, rejection letters, Reader's Digest, young adult, women's fiction, romance, half-finished books, writing in sequence, writing romance, Toni Morrison, Terry McMillan, Judy Blume, Paradise, Nicholas Sparks, writing comedy, Bridget Jones's Diary, Jane Green, the grass is always greener, taking notes, netbook/notebook, Plan Bs, communication, journalism, having a thick skin, discouragement, what's your next tier?, historical romance, writing non-fiction, Chris Matthews, Jack Kennedy, knowing what you want, Climbing Maya, A Grand Canyon, Recovering The Self, Sleepwalking, discouragement is not a nightmare

Saturday, March 09, 2013

A Grand Canyon - now available in audio...

A Grand Canyon, One Man's Journey Through Depression - the prequel to Climbing Maya - is now available in audio through Audible and Amazon.com. (Coming soon to other audiobook retailers as well!)

"Before Climbing Maya, author Ken La Salle had to face A Grand Canyon, a wasteland of depression, doubt, loss, and misery. Now, in this slightly-abridged audiobook, Ken shares his story with honesty, an open soul, and his trademark wit.

In September 2002, Ken left his home and drove to the Grand Canyon to kill himself. The only life he'd ever known was little more than a shambles. He'd lost his wife and now he realized that he really couldn't live without her. His choices were to either continue facing it with self-destruction, drugs, and booze, or...a running start and a jump over the edge to end it all.

Ken's story is filled with dysfunctional families, love found and lost, breakups, breakdowns, and remarkable hope. It's the true story of a man lost without love and too destroyed to think he deserves love. But the most amazing part of the story isn't what set him on the road to the Grand Canyon, it's what happened...afterward."

Find A Grand Canyon on Audible.com
http://www.audible.com/pd/ref=sr_1_2?asin=B00BQGBVSW&qid=1362848242&sr=1-2

And on Amazon.com
http://www.amazon.com/Grand-Canyon-Journey-Through-Depression/dp/B00BQZDE5G/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1362848354&sr=1-1&keywords=a+grand+canyon%2C+ken+la+salle

I hope you enjoy it!

Friday, March 08, 2013

Just a brief reminder...

Climbing Maya is still on sale!

If you haven't had a chance to pick up a copy, you can still find it in paperback here:
http://www.amazon.com/Climbing-Maya-Ken-La-Salle/dp/1477531858/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1362760928&sr=8-1&keywords=climbing+maya

And for your Kindle, right here:
http://www.amazon.com/Climbing-Maya-ebook/dp/B007YIF510/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1362760928&sr=8-2&keywords=climbing+maya

And all other e-readers by clicking this link, here:
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/156534

You'll make a poor writer very happy - and you might learn something before you're done...


Saturday, March 02, 2013

So Dream Something, featuring Cynthia Underwood...


This week, I am pleased to welcome Cynthia Underwood to the podcast. And I want to alert my listeners that this episode will require the use of some adult language. Be forewarned.

The reason I mention this is because of how I know Cynthia. You see, she used to be just one of my wife’s old friends from back in Lancaster, California. Then, a few years ago, Vicky bought me my first painting – not a print but an actual painting. Owning this painting had shown me the difference between something that is art and something that is “of art,” such as a print.

The painting I call “insomnia” and is one of Cynthia Underwood’s “Fuck” paintings. I call it a “Fuck” painting because the word “Fuck” is featured prominently on the work. It is powerful and speaks to the problem of insomnia.

Like me, Cynthia often employs a pseudonym and hers is “Lola de Rossi”.

Cynthia's life has always included art. She earned her BA in Studio Art as well as Art History at Humboldt State University and also holds an MFA in Painting and Sculpture from the School of the Museum of Fine Arts from Tufts University. After that followed a residency at the Skowhegan School of Painting and Sculpture.

Cynthia has created art in all sorts of venues, from corporate to whatever the hell she wanted. As a freelance artist, she designed work for Staples and Doritos. She was an instructor at the Mala Krsna Refugee Camp in Serbia, Littlerock High School, and several colleges but her career now is in Design Patents for the U.S. Patent Office.

This is not to say that Cynthia left her dreams of being an artist behind, however. As anyone can see on her website at www.cynthiaunderwood.com, art continues to be an important part of her life. From word sculpture to employing different types of canvas – including a few cars – and on to her present project eloquently titled “Happy is the New Edgy”, Cynthia continues to make her dream an important part of her life.

You can find the new episode of So Dream Something on the podcast's website at:
And you can find it on my website at:
And, as alwasy, you can find it on iTunes.
 

We covered a lot of territory in this episode, including…

adult language, "of" art, insomnia, fuck paintings, Lola de Rossi, Humboldt State University, Tufts University, Skowhegan School of Painting and Sculpture, Staples, Doritos, Mala Krsna Refugee Camp, www.cynthiaunderwood.com, word sculpture, Happy is the New Edgy, photography, sports medicine, art history, german, PS1/MoMA, Dodge Daytona, urban camoflage, SAAB 2000, words and appropriation, God Bless America and Her Natural Resources, Playboy, Penthouse, Reading Material, consumerism, hope, positivity, patents, US Patent Office, office work, working in law, Plan Bs, Washington DC, working from home, big picture, Normal is the New Edgy, Facebook, overtime, Do Something Fun, Healthy is the New Edgy, Living Art, Making Art, passion, running, pseudonyms, Run Lola Run, poetry readings, Three and a Half Minutes, Be Happy, Life as Art, Angela Kay Austin, Climbing Maya, The Worth of Dreams The Value of Dreamers, The Dream is The Map

Friday, February 22, 2013

Working artist... Artist working...


Back in the job hunt world, I thought I’d talk about something I’ve been noticing the past few months.

Mind you, in the past few months I’ve held a couple of different positions and have been on multiple interviews and have had even more conversations via email and I’ve found something so consistently not adding up that it’s starting to piss me off. Basically, it turns out that as much as people were dubious about a writer who wanted to work full time they are even more dubious, scared even, of a writer who just wants to work part time.

Here’s the thing. In two jobs I’ve recently held, I’ve been asked, “Are you going to be able to put in the hours we need you to work?” Sure, I say. That’s why I want to work part time, so it’s easy to fit in my writing schedule. I even had someone tell me they were afraid I’d get too involved in my writing to be able to work, and my reply was along the lines of, “Are you kidding? This is part time.” Both of these jobs ended, by the way, when the employer pulled out – because they didn’t have the hours in one case and because they wanted to pay someone less in another. But in that second case, they tried to use the whole, “We want someone who won’t be busy with other things,” line. Other things? It was four measly hours a day!

In job interviews, I’m asked if I can fit the job in my life. In phone interviews, I’m told they want someone who can focus. Who do they think they’re talking to? A Chihuahua? I have an attention span. Honest. Care to test it?

You see, the downside of this whole writing thing is that everybody has their own preconceptions about what that is. I could work full time and not devote myself to my writing but Vicky and I decided to give it a shot and I am incredibly indebted/impressed/blown-away by the fact that she has backed me up, even with everything that has meant. (It means I bring in shit for money, that’s what it means.)

So, when I was working full-time, I couldn’t mention my writing or my employer would act like I wasn’t loyal to the company, despite my job performance. Now, working part time, employers can’t believe a person can do more than one thing in a day. They imagine I can’t schedule my hours.

I guess one rule has not changed. People have this idea that being an artist means being unreliable… and that’s bullshit.

Sorry. Just had to vent. I’m still going to be out here, looking for work in a world that seems to think that’s not possible. If my book sales pick up, maybe I can stop worry about this… but, that hasn’t happened yet.

I’ll keep going.

Friday, February 15, 2013

So Dream Something, featuring Kat Brooks...

You can find the new episode of So Dream Something at this location:
http://sodreamsomething.libsyn.com/so-dream-something-episode-4

This week's episode features Kat Brooks of Indies Unlimited and we talk about writing and photography as well as...

Droopy the Dog, IndiesUnlimited.com, Lust for Danger, Jada Book of the Year, Cambridge Books, Agent Night, Mr. Pish, Washington State, eHow, Glass Houses, bobcats, cougars, Jim Brandenburg, artistic families, ADHD, photography, AOL Weird News, Yves Saint Laurent, Beware the Black Car, Maryland, home improvement, Big Sky, Scarlett O'Hara, support networks, J.D. Mader, David Antrobus, LinkedIn, self-publishing, Facebook, Stephen Hise, CreateSpace, Bird Watching, lightning, 2010 Vancouver Winter Olympics, Night Undone, Writing "Faction", Lynne Cantwell, Throwing Shit Against The Wall, Hugh Howey, Newton Love, Parasols, Pina Coladas, Calcutta, Living Life On Your Own Terms, Cynthia Underwood, and Climbing Maya!
I hope you enjoy it!

Tuesday, February 05, 2013

Beware the videogame boogeyman...

Why are we more concerned about video game "violence" than actual bullet holes in kid's bodies? Hell, we might as well ask about the boogeyman while we're at it!

And you can start here: http://greenheritagenews.com/beware-the-videogame-boogeyman/

Dreams and back seats...

With Vicky in the hospital last month, I found myself having to shift my priorities a bit. I am used to focusing on my dreams, which I mostly have Vicky to thank for, but now I realized that it was important to reprioritize. And I was fine with that because it turns out that Vicky is more important.

And so, when I wrote for Recorvering The Self this month, I decided to write about just that.

You can read it here: http://www.recoveringself.com/fulfilling-your-dreams/when-dreams-take-a-back-seat.

I hope you enjoy it.

Friday, February 01, 2013

So Dream Something, episode 3 featuring Douglas Lain...

My guest on the new episode of So Dream Something is author, philosopher, and surrealist Douglas Lain.


You can find the new episode on the web at:
http://sodreamsomething.libsyn.com/so-dream-something-episode-3

Or listen to it here:
http://traffic.libsyn.com/sodreamsomething/So_Dream_Something_episode_3.mp3


We covered a lot of territory in this episode, including...
Diet Soap, Climbing Maya, surrealism, Billy Moon, Tor Books, Christopher Robin Milne, Last Week’s Apocalypse, Fall Into Time, Wave of Mutilation, Pick Your Battle, Henri Lefebvre, Production of Space, Theodor Adorno, Ideological State Apparatus, Plato's cave, Capitalism, Star Trek, hole full of pudding, Bemis Art Museum, Colorado Springs Fine Arts Center, space travel, Van Gogh, Kafka, praise-worthy, Portland, Does the Center Hold?, Robert Anton Wilson, Phillip K. Dick, Iowa Writer’s Workshop, Clarion West, Amazing Stories, Instant Labor, Kurt Vonnegut, Oregon Symphony, The Situationist International, The Society of the Spectacle, The ‘84 Regress, Nightshade Books, Selling Jesus, virtual reality, A.A. Milne, Winnie the Pooh, May 1968, Arab Spring, Occupy Wall Street, The Marx Brothers, Zeppo Marx, The Doom That Came To LOLCATS, Eraserhead Press, H.P. Lovecraft, Kat Brooks

Friday, January 25, 2013

Dogs who used to miss her…



Vicky’s been in the hospital this week.

After her back surgery – a disc/disk fusion that was supposed to be “minor” (pardon me whilst I laugh) – we found an infection developing in her back and she was readmitted tout suite.

That was on Tuesday.

Tuesday night, as I spoke with Vicky on the phone, she asked, “Do the puppies miss me?”

… okay, now I need to tell you that Vicky has been gone from home a lot lately. I mean, she went on a business trip to Omaha (why else would anyone go there?), a business trip to Switzerland, had back surgery, and is back in the hospital again. To be honest, Vicky hasn’t really lived in our home that much. She just visits.

So, I had to tell Vicky when she asked if her puppies were missing her… “No.”

“NO?” she asked rather loudly.

“Not really. I think think they’re used to it,” I told her.

This came as something of a disappointment to Vicky. When she was in Switzerland, Shipoopi would sit on the sofa for hours, watching the door for Vicky’s arrival. Suki would jump up whenever I came home, thinking it was Vicky (and getting very disappointed when it was just me). Now? Nothing.

…Vicky’s getting out of the hospital today.

I told Vicky that the dogs were bound to be excited when Vicky returned. Surely, they’d remember her now.

I’m considering tying Beggin’ Strips to Vicky’s ankles. Do you think she’d notice?

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

So Dream Something, featuring Ernest Dempsey...

The second episode of my podcast, So Dream Something, has arrived and I couldn't be happier. This week, I interviewed writer/editor Ernest Dempsey, who brings some key insights into pursuing any dream.

I hope you like it.

You can find it at: http://sodreamsomething.libsyn.com/so-dream-something-episode-2.

Sunday, January 13, 2013

It ain’t Open World if it ain’t open…


Okay, so I felt like updating my last post about all these games I’m playing.

I decided to dip my toe into the middle of the last decade with Doom 3 and Quake 4… and my toe hated me for it.

You see, I am a big fan of Open World games. Grand Theft Auto, Just Cause, FarCry – I love them! So, when I started playing Doom 3 and Quake 4, I immediately had issues.

Many people will tell you that the problem with these games is the lighting, or the incredible lack of lighting. And… they’d have a point.

But my issue is about more than that. The gameplay in Doom 3 and Quake 4 consists of moving from one cramped, claustrophobic space to another cramped, claustrophobic space… over and over. You go from one small room, through a door, to another small room. You journey from one tight corridor, through a door, to another tight corridor.

Over and over.

Basically, these games are anti-Open World games. They are Closed World games. And they irritated the hell out of me!

Now, I know what you’re saying. “Then, stop playing games that are nearly a decade old!”

… you’re right. I’m moving on.

And so should you.

But it was nice dipping my toe for a bit, even if it exposed the bone…

Friday, January 11, 2013

Changing my game...


As 2012 closed, I had a decision to make. I had gone back to World of Warcraft after a few months away – and YEARS of playing before that – to pick up The Mists of Pandaria expansion. And it was fun. The new content was enjoyable.

But…

See, the problem was that it was basically the same, old game. After ten years, nothing had really been done to update the graphics. So, it always looked like the same, old game. And I had been reading about games like Skyrim and FarCry 3 and I had been getting, well, a wandering eye.

As I said, as 2012 closed and my WoW subscription came up to renew, I had a decision to make. Renew WoW? Or purchase one of the nicely priced bundles on Steam? The Bethesda Bundle, for instance, featured Skyrim and more than a dozen other games. Then, there was the FarCry bundle… hmmm…

In the end, I decided to step away from WoW again. Not only was it the same, old game but I decided it was the same old pain in the ass. I had to download an “authenticator” onto my phone just so I could log in to play the damned game! It was time I saw what the rest of the world had to offer. Vicky bought me the Bethesda Bundle and a couple FarCry games at Christmas and I readied myself to enter a new world.

… but I quickly found a familiar, old world as well. An old world I hadn’t seen in a while. You see, the Bethesda Bundle had been bundled with some newer games, yes, but also some older games as well. I had purchased, unknowingly, 20 years of gaming goodness!

I started out by playing Doom (1993). I’d forgotten just how old and old and old and old and old Doom was… It’s pretty old. The mechanics do not allow you to look up! You can’t jump! There’s no inventory and the map is kind of a joke by today’s standards. Also, the graphics have not exactly aged well. All the same, I decided to play through it for nostalgia’s sake.

And that started my OCD mind down a chronological path. I enjoy viewing things chronologically because it allows me to see how things have evolved. This applies to movies and video games as well. I decided I’d play these games chronologically and see what happened.

Doom 2 (1994) was next. And I quickly realized it’s basically Doom all over again on different maps. The mechanics are the same. The graphics are the same. There are some new and interesting bosses and, of course, I still played it because – come on! But I was amazed how quickly I went through it. I’d forgotten how short older games were. But I knew that each game that followed would take longer.

I learned this lesson in Quake (1996). It’s a much longer game. Mind you, it’s a much different game. You’ve got full 3d modeling here! Enemies that look somewhat real! Better sound! You can jump! You can swim! All this in just three years! I remember being a gamer back then – those three years felt like forever. (Mind you, there were about 13,749 versions of Doom in the meantime…)

Can I take a moment to talk about nausea? I’d forgotten how those old games made me sick when I played them for too long. I played through Doom, Doom 2, and much of Quake all at once… and then realized I was going to throw up! I quickly moved to the bed to lie down and hope the world would stop hating me… it was brutal. That’s another thing about those old days. But I knew it would get better.

And it did begin to get better with Quake 2 (1997). This was my favorite FPS to date and I remember playing quite a bit back in ’97. This game had a story, better graphics, freer movement, better weapons – again, in just one year after the original! Sure, it still lacked things like an inventory or graphics that looked anything like realistic, but it was a step forward.

I played Quake 3 (1999) for about five minutes. After all, it was intended as a multi-player game. Still, it was a big step from Quake 2. More colorful, vibrant, and just fun looking!

And that takes me to today.

Right now, I’m playing The Elder Scrolls: Morrowind (2003). Replaying it, I should say. I spent the summer of 2003 playing the hell out of this game – the best RPG of its day! And yet, wow, did it age! Not only was the voice acting at a minimum but you couldn’t do things like SCROLL, for crying out loud! Progression through menus or dialogue is done with mouse clicks. Ouch!

But I didn’t just leave WoW for games more than a decade old. Progressing chronologically, I look forward to playing…

Doom 3 (2004), which is basically Half-Life in the Doom world. Nothing wrong with that!

Quake 4 (2005). I haven’t touched this one, yet – though I’ve previewed others – because I know it’s a continuation of Quake 2 and I don’t want to ruin it.

TES: Oblivion (2006). I was very happy to get this because I never finished Oblivion and I couldn’t run my original copy in Window 7. (The Steam interface is very helpful with older games.) Looking at this game, I can already see an improvement over, and a reason to move on from, WoW. Better graphics and a more compelling story are sure to make this a fun game to return to.

Fallout 3 (2008). Have I played it? Yes. Have I played it twice? Okay, yes. But this is the Game of the Year edition, so I’m looking forward to hitting some of the new content. (And I LUV the soundtrack!)

FarCry 2 (2008). Now, I’d heard all the praise for FarCry 3, but wanted to hit the earlier open-world version first. When I previewed it, I thought it looked amazing. I’d be in for a shock later on…

Fallout 3: New Vegas (2010). What can I say? I loves my some Fallout 3!

Just Cause 2 (2010). This isn’t a new game. I’ve actually had it for a while. But it is one of my favorite open-world games and it’s a blast to play.

Rage (2011). More FPS fun!

Brink (2011). Even more FPS fun! (No, I didn’t preview either. I’m trying to save some surprises for myself.)

Dungeon Siege 3 (2011). This is another game that wasn’t in the bundle – but I have it and I haven’t finished it. And Diablo 3 was such a pain in the ass…

TES: Skyrim (2011). How can I be playing Morrowind when I have this, you may be asking. Sheer strength of will, would be my answer. Skyrim is amazing to behold and when I previewed it I was blown away. I can’t wait to get there… maybe this summer? It’s absolutely beautiful and runs like a dream!

Dishonored (2012). Another game I’m saving but I’ve heard all kinds of wonderful things.

Finally, I’ll play FarCry 3 (2012). I’m saving this for last because, when I previewed it, it absolutely blew me away. It is so immersive and so beautiful… Even if every other game sucked, this would be reason enough to leave WoW.

So, there you have it. Easily a year’s worth of games, and I bought them for what six months of WoW would cost me.

Will I go back to WoW one day? Perhaps. I won’t say “Never”. But it’ll take some effort on Blizzard’s part. An updated graphics engine certainly wouldn’t hurt! WoW was my favorite game of the first date of the 21st century.

… time to find out what else I missed…

Friday, January 04, 2013

So Dream Something is looking for guests!...


So Dream Something


for immediate release

contact: Ken La Salle, www.kenlasalle.com


January 4, 2013 – So Dream Something is looking for guests!


Are you someone who wants to be a writer? An actor? A chef? A painter? Do you have a dream of one day running a marathon? Of building a car? Or of becoming a carpenter? In short, do you have a dream?

Dreamers come in all shapes, sizes, races, ages, colors – they’re everywhere! They make our world more interesting and our lives more dynamic. Dreamers make life fun, different, memorable, and unique. They are a life-affirming force and can be a power for supreme good.

A new podcast, So Dream Something, would like to talk to you if you’re a dreamer who is pursuing your dream. We would like to have you as a guest tell our listeners what being dreamer means to you and how it has changed your life. Our listeners want to hear about when you first realized you had a dream and knew you were going to pursue it. We want to hear your plans for the next step in pursuing your dream and your plans for the future. But mostly, So Dream Something is a way for all dreamers to connect – to find that common thread that touches each of our hearts.

So Dream Something goes live across the Internet twice each month and we’re very interested in talking to you about being a guest. Contact host Ken La Salle at http://www.kenlasalle.com/contact-me, by sending a short note through the site’s contact field.

Ken La Salle is an author and playwright out of Anaheim, California. His passion is intense humor, meaningful drama, and finding answers to the questions that define our lives. You can find his books on Amazon and Smashwords and all major etailers. His philosophical memoir, Climbing Maya, is available in ebook and paperback. His audiobook, The Worth of Dreams The Value of Dreamers, is available on iTunes, Audible, and all major etailers. You can follow Ken’s writing career on his website at www.kenlasalle.com.


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Monday, December 31, 2012

So Dream Something begins!...

It's time for the big announcement! As we get ready to ring in the new year, let me share with you my most exciting project for 2013: So Dream Something!

Being a dreamer - following a dream - makes us happier, healthier people.
It turns our focus to the future.
It nourishes our hearts.
So Dream Something is a podcast in which I will speak to dreamers pursuing their dreams and learn how it has changed their lives for the better.

http://www.kenlasalle.com/so-dream-something

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How about this for one year?...

I don't often talk a whole lot about my writing on this blog but as the year comes to a close take a look at what 2012 held for me...


First Published Novel
Climbing Maya (which ended up hitting #16 on Amazon!)
 
First Published Audiobook
The Worth of Dreams The Value of Dreamers (The #5 Inspirational Audiobook in Finland!)





 

… And that was just the headlines.

Sunday, December 30, 2012

2012 was the year I got shorter…

Since time immemorial… well, since 1984 at least, I have always worn jeans sized 36x32. Even as I got older and even as I got fatter, I made sure my jeans were 36x32. If my jeans began getting too snug, I’d know to stop eating so I could still fit in my jeans. When my jeans got looser, I’d know I had my weight under control.
But I could never have guessed what really made my jean size change…
A while back, I realized the cuffs of my jeans were dragging. After a while, they were always dragging. Eventually, I had to start rolling up my cuffs.
Must be the brand of jeans I’m wearing, I reasoned. They simply made a longer 32 length jean… right?
Well, if you read the subject line, you’d know that not to be the case.
Today, when I went to buy a new pair of jeans, I grabbed a size 36x30 jean – just as a lark! And when I put them on, they fit beautifully – not too tight, not binding – and then, it hit me!
They were the right length!!
Somewhere out there, I had shrunk! Shrunk!
Now, I know people get shorter as they get older but, dammit, I’m not that old! I’m only 47! I’m not supposed to start shrinking, yet, am I?
… AM I?????
… still, there was no escaping it. Somewhere along the line, I lost two inches of height.
It’s going to be difficult readjusting to life as a short man. I’m going to have to start using stepping stools. I’m going to have to just up and wave just to be seen.
I’ll have to stand on my tip-toes to kiss Vicky…
Sigh, ain’t old age a bitch?

What is So Dream Something?...