It’s been raining, followup to the really cold spell. As someone reminded me, “It’s still winter.” Yeah. Blessed, I guess, with too much time to think about all the projects I could be working on, I chose to, yeah, finish “SWAMIS,” the novel* I’ve been writing for, yeah again, years.

*Finished, as in, got to the part, after 94,800 or so words, where I wrote “Not even close to the end.” As in, there has to be more of the adventures of surfers/lovers/eighteen-old amateur detectives Julia Trueheart Cole and Joseph Atsushi DeFreines, AND Junipero “Jumper” De Jesus, AND what I believe to be a totally believable supporting cast of characters.

IF ‘SWAMIS’ could be, as I imagine, with hundreds of pages written and set aside, a trilogy, AND with “Swamis” being such a convenient word, the name of the famous surf spot AND a reference to those who seek the truth, “BEACONS,” another North County surf spot, could be the second book title, “GRANDVIEW” completing the series. AND, YEAH, I’m thinking about it. SOME of the work is already done, the characters are set up, and I’m pretty sure how they respond to issues coming at them in the late sixties, early seventies. No, I’m pretty sure I don’t know. WE’LL SEE.

WHAT’S WRONG WITH THIS GUY?

One has to wonder; compensation-wise.

I’m Not THAT Political, but… DEPARTMENT-

OR THAT RELIGIOUS… BUT… Shit’s going on.

And waves continue to roll in. I had a few fights with my scanner this morning, a few more with the wordpress setup. AND I have to go. It’s clearing up and I am driving my reborn VOLVO farther than downtown. Remember that all of my original works on realsurfers.net are protected by, not only the first amendment, but by copyright. All rights reserved. Yeah, that.

WHENN YOU FIND SOME WAVES, RIDE!