Okay, remember the commercials for Calgon? Well, I guess Calgon took all the people away. You never see this ad on TV anymore. I thought I might try some, but we don't have a bathtub. So, I'm thinking of getting a box and sprinkling it on me then stepping into the shower. I just hope it takes me away ... someplace far, far away.
James S. Hoch, author
Sunday, January 8, 2017
Thursday, January 5, 2017
Brain Food
(reading time 1:44)
When we first start a new undertaking like knitting or
woodcarving, there’s a certain amount of excitement and trepidation, but the
brain seems to be energized either way. It’s ready to rock. Dig in and eat it
up. As we progress in that new hobby or venture, we gain experience and enjoy
the time. I bet those neurons are just firing away … happy as clams.
Every time we pick up a book or magazine and read, I believe
the brain is heading down the learning road. Whether it’s fiction or
non-fiction, we discover new places, new characters, and new situations. There
go those neurons again, dashing to and fro building up strength, staying full
of life.
As we get older, it is imperative to keep all the parts
healthy and well oiled – like our arms and legs, etc. And the brain is no exception. We can’t just
retire it to the couch day in and day out. That old saying, “if you don’t use
it, you’ll lose it,” sure seems applicable.
As I said above you don’t have to study rocket science, but
I am fascinated by astrophysics. Time to get back to reading Neil Degrasse
Tyson’s new book, Welcome to the
Universe. My brain is eager to gobble
it up. The neurons are ready.
Tuesday, January 3, 2017
Time
2017 and it’s the start of a new year. As I was out walking
yesterday, I thought about time. It is one constant that is cold and unfeeling.
It marches on a steady trek. It is a bitch and a bastard at times with no
regard to our desires, our dreams. It can be a friend or a hated enemy.
From an early age, we learned the fickleness of time. It
could go fast … it could go slow. Remember how we just couldn’t wait for
Christmas morning? The month of December dragged like it had three times the
number of days. Growing up, we had so many events to look forward to like
birthdays, the last day of school, and summer vacation. Once we hit high school,
we so looked forward to turning 16 to get that driver’s license, and it seemed
like we couldn’t wait until the next milestone like the drinking age. After the
big 21, birthdays were still celebrated, but the importance dwindled. Of
course, the beginning of a new decade still became a landmark. After about 50,
birthdays became more dreaded and wished to be ignored. Then, there was a long
stretch until the next big milestones … retirement, Social Security and Medicare.
After that, one realizes the only thing left was waiting for time to stop …
permanently.
Even though time is rock steady without fluctuations, there
are times when it gives the impression of going faster. Anytime one is engaged
in a fun activity or on the return leg of a relaxing vacation, time sprints
like gold medalist Usain Bolt. We exclaim, “Where did the time go?” One minute
you’re shooting the rapids in the mountains, having the time of your life, then
you blink and you’re back at work. And the opposite of time flying is true as
well. This dark side of time, we despise. It is when time appears to drag on
and barely move. We stare at the clock and the hands seem coated in sludge. We
all have examples of that i.e. sitting in front of your boss for your yearly
review, waiting in the dentist’s office, doing one’s taxes and so forth.
Basically, things we just hate doing.
Another facet about time that is cruel and heartless concerns
our body. A crisp twenty something with tight skin and silky locks doesn’t
think too much of that one gray hair or a sore muscle. Later on as the years pass, time does a
number on us. We look at a picture of our self forty years in the past and
gasp, “My hair was so much darker.” It’s always the hair that we comment on
first! Then we look closer at the picture, “Wow, no wrinkles.” In retirement,
we hear the expression – the golden years.
That is so not true. There is nothing golden about those years. They are more
like rust.
So, as we begin to unroll a new year, time pushes forward as
we produce more gray hairs (if we still have hair), cultivate a new crop of
wrinkles, and find new aching muscles. Oh sure, there’s always the new
anti-aging cream to try, but that’s just temporary. At best it’s making us feel
good inside. The wrinkles will still prevail.
Not much we can do about time and it’s relentless progression.
We just have to go with the flow and take the journey. That reminds me, I need
to get more liniment.
Wednesday, September 28, 2016
New release!
My collection of short tales of terror, BEWITCHED BY FEAR, is now available and just in time for Halloween!!! You can pick up either an ebook copy or hard copy from Amazon.com Here's the link to get you there: http://amzn.to/2bbQEjc
There's a little something for every horror, thriller lover–werewolves, vampires, demons, venus fly trap, creepy alien, and even a possessed clothes dryer. Guaranteed to raise a few goosebumps. Of course, reviews are always appreciated. Let me know what you think. Happy Halloween.
A Vexatious Word
Vexatious? Why did I choose such a big word? I just love the
definition. It means annoying or frustrating. Perfect word to fit my most
unfavorite word: should! Why do I
find it annoying. I feel it’s such a negative, preachy, judgmental, critical
word. Whether someone says it to you or you say it to yourself, it comes across
so negative. It may seem harmless enough for the person using it, but for the
one receiving it, the result is judgmental. For example, let’s say you have a
car accident and you’re relating the incident to a friend. The friend responds
by saying “You should have bought a Subaru. They are safer.” See what I mean …
judgmental and critical. Sheesh, you
already feel bad enough. You don’t want to hear the words … “you should have.” They provide no
support. Instead the person receiving
the “should” feels like a heavy, steaming pile of regret was dumped on them!
The word should is
a niggling kind of word. It’s like a little kid taunting “nah, nah, na, nah,
nah.” It makes the person using it feel
superior. “You know, you should use
sun screen. You should do this or
you should do that.” Sure, I suppose the “should” individual might
be thinking they are providing valuable advice. However, I believe the person
comes across as being a know-it-all and uppity. (If that happens to me, in my
head I’m thinking … mind your own frickin’ business.)
When you say it to yourself, it’s also being critical as
well. I think the word is in cahoots with the whole negative baggage known as
regret.
So, what’s a good alternative for should? If one feels
compelled to offer advice or butt in, how about expressions like … “may I
suggest…?” That sounds much more caring with a dash of helpfulness. Or better
yet if it’s a sad situation like the car accident, try saying something like
“I’m so sorry.” Being empathetic is exceedingly more positive and feels much
better. I also like when some might say, “Ya know, I use such and such and it
works great for me.” I like that because it doesn’t put me on the defensive. It
makes me have more of an open mind.
Words can be so powerful. And for me, the word should packs a wallop! Just food for thought.
For more on should and it’s cousins would
and could, check out this blog: https://cronesapprentice.com/blog/
Tuesday, January 26, 2016
Check out FRACKED
My new novel, FRACKED: Earth’s Warning!, was released last
week. I’ve stepped out of my horror writing comfort zone into straight fiction.
The genre is action, adventure with a bit of romance and heroism thrown in to
round things out. The story emerged from my summer work at Yellowstone at the
Old Faithful Lower General store. Little by little the characters came to life
as I hiked the various areas of the Old Faithful basin.
As I was writing, I had a memory of Irwin Allen. Remember him?
He became known as the “Master of Disaster.” I loved watching his films like The Towering Inferno and The Poseidon Adventure. Today his legacy
can be seen in films like 2015’s summer blockbuster, San Andreas.
Though Fracked:
Earth’s Warning! is a work of fiction, I’ve woven into the storyline facts
and discoveries about fracking, and its possible harmful effects. Here
are links to some of the articles I researched for the novel:
“Fracking Firm Admits
It Caused Earthquakes” by RP Siegel
“Man-made Earthquakes | StateImpact Texas” This article was reported and researched by StateImpact Texas reporters, Kelly Connelly of KUT News, and David Barer and Yana Skorobogatov of StateImpact Texas and Reporting Texas.
“States With Fracking See Surge In Earthquake Activity” by
Emily Schmall and Justin Juozapavicius
“The Seismic Link Between Fracking and Earthquakes | TIME” by
Bryan Walsh
“After statement linking earthquakes and fracking, oil tycoon
tried to have scientists fired.” By Jenny
Hayden
* *
* *
Is it too late to fix our broken planet? Some would say yes
that we are past the tipping point. News reports almost daily depict unprecedented
storms and weather related disasters. Global warming is no longer a theory. It
is upon us and now the majority of the American public agrees with the
scientists. As for some politicians in denial, it’s a slow arduous effort to
convince them. We can only hope that the efforts to put the brakes on the
warming of our planet will work or future generations will have to pay a hefty
price. Could we possibly break our planet in our hunger for fossil fuels and
the greed associated with it?
On a more positive note, Fracked
really is about people coming together to help others without fear for their
own life. Whatever the disaster is and no matter where it occurs, people rise
to the occasion to be the good Samaritan, to be the selfless hero. I have
always felt that the greatness of country is not reflected in its leadership or
its wealth, but rather the caring, compassionate fabric of its people.
FRACKED: Earth’s warning!
is available from Amazon. Here are links to the ebook and print formats:
Hope you’ll give FRACKED a read. Let me know how you like it
with a review on Amazon or send me an email (jhoch@winona.edu)
Thursday, September 11, 2014
On Being Stalked
I’ve been noticing something creepy and a bit George
Orwell’s 1984 lately when I surf the
net. It’s almost like being stalked.
So the other day, I googled a particular shoe I liked and
found it at JC Penney. The price was good, but I decided to see if I could
first find it at the store. A short time later when I opened my facebook page …
bam! There was an advertisement for it from Penney. Now for the last couple of
days almost any page I visit, I get bombarded by a picture of the shoe and the
price from Penney. HELP! THEY’RE STALKING ME!
JC Penney isn’t the first instance of utilizing stalking
techniques. I’ve noticed it from other business sites that I visit. Some are
relentless at invading my computer. I suppose it’s a whole new marketing
scheme, but I do find it creepy because they are capable of “watching” me. It’s
kind of like a mosquito buzzing around your ear. As George Orwell put it … Big
Brother is watching!!!
All the surveillance around us nowadays on one hand is
probably for our own good. But I wonder where it will all lead. Guess I should
revisit Mr. Orwell’s book 1984 and see the possibilities.
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