Stumbled upon Ziggy Kinsella –


… and his fantastic blog of  “horror, dark fiction, writing tips and rants” at The Feckless Goblin.

How many times must I admit how essential it is to possess writer’s angst? I dunno, but it comes around as often as the trash collectors these days, and I’m never prepared to release all my reservations. While I’m sufficiently ‘mad’ enough, as Kerouac describes, to wear an attitude that deflects the hostilities of others, writing with it is tricky. I’d prefer to be accepting and friendly, like a cherry flavored “Popsicle” – sweet, cool, with the ability to duck back into the deep freeze when situations get too hot.

Over the course of time a sunny outlook has enabled me to write glowing reports of local tourist attractions and civic organizations using a simple formula to produce a simple result. Fact is, in marketing, either it’s mouth-watering, and inviting, or nobody makes money. However, the job of the impartial journalist is to report the facts, and the fair-minded editor, to cull them for public consumption, and the smart publisher is wise to maintain an environment in which both may flourish.

But, it’s difficult to remain cool and calm when one is secretly smoldering. Socially and politically, I’ve been right, left, center, and historically back and forth several times into the abyss. I remain disgusted by hypocritical, self-serving people who’d rather maintain their own personal peace and affluence than consider anything outside the box other than token solutions. I don’t mind leaders disagreeing with each other. I don’t mind them being uncivil. They can shout themselves silly, call each other names, and point fingers all they want, as long as they’re willing to come back and work to iron things out.

Yet I see refusals to consider reasonable remedies, tarnished principals and closed ideologies being offered at every level, … by people who can only spout empty promises. Whatever happened to the principle of “whatever works?”

Given the current environment, icy facades tend to melt quickly, and though I still don’t feel comfortable admitting it, there’s plenty of angst brewing … just below the surface.


(Photo, “Old Sisters in Shawls” by Cynthia Kinkel, August 2004)

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