Open Your Heart

Open Your Heart

As many of you may know I have been diligently working on increasing my exposure, writing my book and getting my work published. I’ve been recently published in two small press releases; The Devil Inside and House of Horror Best of 2009 Anthology. I took a plunge into the Fishbowl and tried my hand at producing a radio show. That took a lot of fast writing. I was on local television. That took very little writing. And I won my first column called On the Other Hand with Pagan Imagination. It’s been a great year. Slowly but surely it seems things are coming together.

I realized early on that nothing was going to happen at all if I continued to sit in my little writing hole pecking away at my keyboard. We, writers I mean not you and me, have a tendency to cloister ourselves and by turns peek out at you masses so that we might cull your personage for our caricature. While great for the art, this approach is not t all good for the career. So, with that thought, and my trusty notebook, in hand I ventured forth into the world of “professional writers”. Always thought to be a daunting and perilous place with mountainous Publishers and Agents standing guard over the sacred Hall of the Published, I found it’s more of a crowded room full of excited people hoping to be the one the gods pick next. Picture a digital casting call where everyone has a voice, and are talking all at once. Sometimes the people standing closest to you start talking about interesting ideas and we get together and get involved with making it happen for our selves. So it went with the places where I have works and write currently, and so it is with Debrin Case and Open Heart Publishing.

In my search for words I am also searching for work. Hopefully, and this is as all writers would like it, I will get work writing. Open Heart Publishing came to my attention through Facebook and a little project called An Honest Lie. Here’s the pitch: Writers from around the globe competing for a chance to not only be published but to also win a BOOK DEAL! I missed last years call to submissions so I will not make the 2009 anthology and I won’t land that book deal this year. Next years An Honest Lie anthology however will be different, much different. The theme is Delusions of Insignificance and while I have time, I must create a master piece that will go down in OHP history as the greatest story ever told! But I digress. There is a greater draw still for me. Another little competition called: Become a Staff Writer.

While this may not be important to some writers, and downright out of the question for others, it would give me what I think of as a one of kind opportunity. Not only will I be writing but I will be collaborating with the publisher and other writers on a serial fiction project. It’s the next best thing to going to school and I think a fantastic opportunity to become a great writer. The bonus section to this is a paycheck. Not a lot of money, but money and money for doing what I love to do. Can anyone say, “Dream Job”? I can.

I had the opportunity to speak with Debrin. His enthusiasm and passion for the work he does is catchy. There are big plans for his company in the future and I only hope…. No, I don’t like that. I am certain I will claim my place amongst the ranks of writers published under his banner. Be looking for the networking chain to grow as ever it has but in bigger and better directions.

As always my loves I leave you with Peace and Zen.

Read! Write! Unite!

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The Stand

Episode1
The Stand

I don’t believe I’ve ever struggled so hard over a piece of writing. For days I’ve pondered the approach. Should I be light hearted, or should I come straight down the chute? I started, and then stopped again. One attempt began something like:
“34 years and some months ago I came into this world Kicking and screaming.”
Really? I thought as I read that disaster over. You cannot begin that way. And by the time I read:
“I didn’t see the humor in it then, wide open mouth granting entry between the thighs of the laughing fat lady.” I’d decided I had to begin again.

I knew I wanted to say something that would catch and hold your attention. I knew that I wanted to thrust you into, and leave you deep in thought. I knew I wanted to surprise and stun you and leave you wanting more. I was aware that my delivery had to be eloquent and articulate and that my voice had to be deep and strong and it had to resonate out over the airwaves and touch your ears like a gentle whisper, and be pleasing.

I considered writing this in the rhythmic staccato of the spoken word poem. A delivery method I am familiar with and good at. I could say something like:

Words are like air to me
Everywhere and possessing all things with meaning
Giving the day a name and making death a pain
Words are like air to me.

But, I’m not a huge believer in poetry to begin with and it all sounded so forced. I decided at one point to take the easiest road and give you an hour of my music art and stories. I thought to regale and entertain you with my greatness, talent and skill. Live raps, and stories and poems, all wrapped up in the silky sheet of my voice. Internet radio as a shameless vehicle of self promotion. And don’t doubt that selfish self promotion will play a part here, over time, never fear. All good things in small doses I told myself as I crawled back into my humble pie.

I struggled with how to tell you who I am and with how to make this a moment you remember and long to return to week after week. I want you to love me, I want you to tell your friends about me and why they should love me too. Stories about my childhood I decided were trite, boring and only relevant from the perspective of who I am today. And who I am today is your humble host D.K. Renaissance man, friend, lover, and father. What I am today is a man with a radio show. What I was yesterday was a man with a radio show to write. What I will be tomorrow we can only wait to see. That is truly in your hands.

This show is not just about me; this show is also about you. This show is about dialogue and discovery. This show is about exploring the boundaries of reality and truth as we know it and should we find them lacking, tearing them down and casting them aside. This show is about bringing the things that affect our lives out into the harsh light of day. And in this world, vampires don’t sparkle. The minutes following this dialogue are where you, get a chance to find your voice, to state your viewpoint, to shout out at those things that frustrate you. Everyday we are surrounded by so many lies, half truths and misleading leaders there is a feeling that no one can be believed. Our Jobs are lies, our coworkers are lies, our television is a lie, or politicians, teachers, police, judges and ministers are lies. This is the time when your moral compass must be your guide and this is the place to stage your war. I ask of you only this in the end:

Stand together with me! Raise your voice so that they might hear our cries and understand. WE WILL NOT GO EASILY INTO THE DARKNESS!

This is it final show prep. Tune in tonight from 5-7pm on www.fishbowlradionetwork.com we will be in the blue studio.

A life lesson

This weeks lesson is entitled:

What the Fuck you niggas

wanna do?

By Davin Kimble

Let's go the nigga!

You stepped up, chest up

Eyebrow frowned

Arms all flexed up

Don't think that bowin' and showin that crazy front

Won't get you bumped, crumped, trumped and dumped.

Yo, I'm a mad man too

I put the Fu in Fool

And some how, I bet now

I'm just lil' bit madder than you.

You stepped up, chest up

Breath all foul

Fists all clenched shut,

Nigga What!?

Is that a threat?

Nigga, bet! I'm ret ta wreck.

I throw bows and shit

I'll power ya pods, phones bones and shit.

I gots super hero power

Gots clones and shit.

You stepped up, chest up

'bout to be mad

Cuzz ya clothes got messed up

Don't run nigga what?

You awakened the beast

So you can stay to fight back

For the crowd at least.

Don't make me hunt you

Cuzz I will catch you and when I do,

Nigga OOOhh!

You know there is another definition for fool

Like that' what I'll make you

I'll break you

You stepped up, chest up

Mind all gone

About to come as close to god as ya ass wanna get

Divine Power Wreckin'

Mutha Fucka Checkin'

Nigga Disrespectin'

Baddest Dragon you never wanted to meet

I'll destroy you fool

Get a clue!