My Dog Ate My Editorial Calendar

My pretensions leap and bound, but an editorial calendar for this poor man’s blog…Puh-leeze and Pshaw.

I write what I can when I can, and in semi-talented semaphore. Amateur angst having always served. A come and get it, take it or leave it, table setting of toss it up, or take it down digital du jour. But an ambitious money making necessity is suddenly on the menu. So an Editorial Calendar is now in the ingredient mix.

After twenty years of, my bits…so byte me…I do sweat an aftertaste of sour and sweet dual purpose postings of message and motivation. But is “Buy My Book” really that hard to swallow?



I’m spry yet retired. I reside in the inner city of a major metropolitan area of the United States. I read politics. I watch baseball. I hum along with the tune. I June swoon, and moon the bad poem. Post here, are old and new. Opinions are my very own, except when wrong.

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