Hello hello hello, all you rock ‘n’ rollers all over the world! A new day of blogging has begun. What adventures in blogging will we share today? Yesterday was the seventh day in a row that this blog got between 1,000 to 1,500 page views. That has never happened before in the history of this blog which will be four years online come February 2018. Something’s going on.
Is it because I’ve decided that the first thing I do when I get up in the morning is to blog? Is it because this site now has between 2,500 to 2,600 published posts? Is it because I have 68 posts stuck to the front page with many of those posts being Naked News and Mr Skin videos and flash fiction stories? Or is it the quality of the content and the glamour photos of topless women?
I think it’s probably all of the above working in harmony to produce a diary/smut magazine that people want to read. Whatever it is I thank all of you for your support. Let’s continue this experiment in culture for adults together.
Yesterday I returned the short story collection Signals by Tim Gautreaux and The Old Man And The Sea by Hemingway to the Carnegie Library of Pittsburgh, the public library here in Oakland where I live and the home of the main campus of the University of Pittsburgh my old alma mater where I got my BA in fiction writing in 2003 and my MFA in fiction writing in 2006. Such fond memories. I was in my 50s in 2003 and in my element.
I had been reading Signals (on the recommendation of Jean Michelle who writes erotic flash fiction for my little diary/smut magazine) for the first time but I was reading The Old Man And The Sea for at least the tenth time in my life and I felt restless. My mind drifted back to the novels of Charles Bukowski and the novel On The Road by Jack Kerouac. I like Bukowski because of the simplicity of his language and because of the explicit sex in his work and because he was from a low-income working-class background like I’m from and because he didn’t achieve a national reputation as a writer until he was no longer a young man like I’m no longer a young man. I checked out Post Office by Bukowski. I’ve read all his novels several times and now I’m going to read them all again.
I just like the ebb and flow of Kerouac’s “spontaneous writing” in On The Road and Kerouac was an aficionado of jazz the way I’m an aficionado of classic rock. Jazz is an important part of On The Road the way classic rock is an important part of my work as a blogger and a writer. I sing nothing but classic rock at karaoke at Sonny’s Tavern in Little Italy the first Sunday night of every month. When I blog about singing karaoke I’m really blogging about my experiences at karaoke singing classic rock. Kerouac’s theory of “spontaneous writing” as I understand it is, the writer lives his or her life and then writes about it without premeditation. Just sit down and type away which is how I do my blog posts now. I just sit down and let the words flow then I go back to check to make sure the post makes sense. I edit for clarity. That’s it. I use to scribble my posts in a notebook and made sure everything was just so and only then would I transcribe what was in my notebook to a blog post. I was taking all the fun out of my blogging. Blogging had become work. I was killing my passion for blogging. But not any longer. Thanks to On The Road and Kerouac all of my posts are now spontaneous writing. I no longer get writer’s block. Blogging is fun again!
KQV AM, the local all news radio station that I listen to during the day and fall asleep to on the sofa listening to at night, will cease to broadcast some time next week. The station went on the air in 1919 and evolved into a top 40s pop/rock station which I use to bebop to in my younger days and then it became an all news station in 1975. KQV is signing off for good next week. Farewell fair companion. Farewell…
And Hail to Pitt!
“…writing comes from living. Living doesn’t come from writing. The best way to learn about children is to have a couple of your own. You have to go through the struggle of raising them.”–Tim Gautreaux
“Retirement gives me the time to absorb content so that as a blogger I can produce content on a regular bases. I absorb content from everything and everyone. Of course, only a tiny fraction of what I absorb makes its way into this blog, but what doesn’t make its way into this blog still impacts what does. A blogger/writer is a sponge. Blogging is very much like writing flash fiction. The words you leave out are just as important as the words you leave in. If you leave in the right words in the right order those words will imply the words that were left out.”–Guy Hogan
“I’m still drinking bottled water and using bottled water to brush my teeth and boiling water to wash my dishes. When will the water advisory be lifted? The man on the radio said the break in the old pipe has been fixed. The advisory should be lifted very soon. ‘Dirty Water’ is a good name for a rock band.”–Guy Hogan
It is now around 8:45 a.m. and today is the last day of fall. Today in Pittsburgh there will be a mix of clouds and sunshine with a high in the low 40s. All photos used for this blog post were sampled from Egoallstars. This is Guy Hogan reporting for the Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette. Join the party. Become a regular visitor of my little diary/smut magazine. Bookmark it or follow it or sign up for your free email subscription right now!