Burn Baby, Burn

On my quest to find a new home for the Big Bear Rescue t-shirt store, I found a great one - or at least I think I did. I figured I would test it out first just to be sure... and I decided to test it out with this, just because I could. 

Looks sharp on the screen and all the right things are in place... profits are bigger (that's item number 1 from the earlier post ticked off), the shirts ship within a day (and item number 2 ticked off), they're printed with 100% non-toxic vegan friendly inks... on 100% organic shirts and the company also sport a carbon neutral footprint. That's more boxes ticked that I bargained on.

So, I ordered myself this very shirt sporting the logo of my expired, yet somehow, legendary magazine and it will be here before the weekend. If you're interested in one, they're up for just two weeks (until January 25th) at £10 which is a low as I could make it for a trial and you can find it right here.

...and now, I need to figure out how to make the Big Bear Rescue project work more smoothly. Things sure move fast when you've got a wasp in your hair. The Bear navigation tab up top will now give you a page - that links to www.bigbearrescue.com that will act as a hub for whatever there is on the table. 

I feel like progress has been made.

And now I need to write. In fact, I need to kick the writing up a notch. Today, I have a few things I need to take care of at the magazine, then, I am going into a very different kind of editor mode with my own work to figure out what's great, what needs work and what's drivel. My plan now is to hone (people don't use that word enough these days) my work into a very definite style and not waste time trying to be anything I'm not... not that I do, but sometimes you can catch me thinking such thoughts.

If you asked me to describe it, I would say it was minimalist dirty realism. That suits me just fine. It's what I do - though sometimes, I am guilty of drifting off into minimalist dirty magical realism. That's not even a thing - and because it doesn't exist, I'm finding it very attractive. I'll stick with the first description but that's warning enough that if a talking dog turns up somewhere, it's because it felt like the right thing to do and is more than likely an analogy for something.

I saw yesterday that somebody had described Murakami's work like this: "It is frequently surrealistic and melancholic or fatalistic, marked by a Kafkaesque rendition of the recurrent themes of alienation and loneliness he weaves into his narratives." 

Yeah. Try pitching that to a publisher and telling them the world will go crazy over it, so I'm not going to worry my head over it. Sometimes, you just have do what it is you do.

The world will figure the rest out by itself.