It Was a Long Time Getting Home

I worked from 7:15 until 1:35. Then I walked over to 8th Street and waited for the #12 bus. That got me to the station in time to catch the #1 out to the counselor. I got there early, very early, for my 3 pm session. We went over a bit, I got out around 3:57. Somehow I missed the #1 downtown, and had to wait for the 4:15, which caught a train, and got me late downtown. I had a twenty-minute wait for the #5 and home. I finally got back here around 5:30. Dinner was not ruined.

I had been tired at work, I wasn't feeling all that peppy after my 4-hour trip getting home.

More work on “Road Tripping”. I caught an unnecessary bit of action. I deleted a bit of Poe playing detective that I had put in the previsions version. I really liked it. Some of it came back in a much slimmer version. I quit on that around 8:30. When I took to bed.

I feel like I have kicked around during the night.

I did not get to my email until almost 6 pm. I found I missed another liturgy in Muncie.

I also got a rejection from Orca. I no longer think I have anything for them.

Thank you for submitting your work to Orca. As writers ourselves we truly appreciate the time and effort that goes into crafting creative writing. We know a lot about rejection too, and know that even the most positive rejection carries with it the sting of disappointment. So although we have chosen not to publish your submission, we wish you well in placing this work in another venue.

Sincerely,

Joe, Zac, Renee, and the Orca staff

Boudica review – dreary take on Norfolk’s killer queen is as gritty as a sponge. I saw a preview of the movie on YouTube, and this review does nothing to improve my doubts. Too bad, interesting subject.

Unprecedented chaos in Congress grew from a familiar fever makes a point that I have been making for years – there is a line from D.C. Stephenson to Donald J. Trump.

Acclaimed author Timothy Egan writes the true story of the rise and fall of both the hate group and its Indiana-based leader, D.C. Stephenson. Through Egan’s meticulous research and expert storytelling, the reader will see 1920s Hoosier life and the “fever” that engulfed it with clarity.

Today’s U.S. House is also sick. The unprecedented challenge of electing a new Speaker to preside over an unruly Republican caucus is the result of that sickness, not the cause. The cause is that the bulk of the caucus is there for the wrong reasons. They aren’t there to govern, to solve problems or to serve their districts.

Egan is coming to Ball State on November 15. I plan on being there.

 Muncie weirdness: ByGone Muncie strange April of 1904: Yorktown’s theories

Time is up for this morning. Sheriff this afternoon. I am not sure if I will walk there, the left has been a bother the past four weeks. I may not be home until close to five tonight. More “Road Tripping” tonight. 

Thank you for reading, whoever you are.

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April 1904 was a weird time in Yorktown. Late that month, a Mt. Pleasant Township farmer named John Sutton found a human skeleton about a half-mile west of town. The Muncie Morning Star reported that Sutton discovered the skeleton in one of his fields, “lying with its grinning skull turned upward and with fleshless limbs in an unnatural attitude.”

The old bones were about 100 hundred feet away from the White River, which ran through the north end of Sutton’s farm. The Star wrote that “the skull of the skeleton was crushed on the right side,” suggesting a violent death. The farmer tried to move the bones, but “they were brittle and crumpled when handled.” He opted instead to rebury them on the spot.