Chapin City Blues

Writing is writing whether done for duty, profit, or fun.

The problem, if anything, was precisely the opposite. I had too much to write… Michael Chabon, Wonder Boys Have you ever gone back to read something you wrote in the past? Something at least decade ago, when the world felt like it had more promise. This is something I do whenever I’m stuck, which these …

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I stayed up late, not sure when I finally knocked out. The TV remained on throughout the night, a habit I picked up whenever there’s a major storm – natural or political. The volume remained just above a whisper, allowing me to perk up whenever an important update is made. An anxiety boiled in my …

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After watching the shit-show that was the first Presidential Debate, I visited the Joe Biden campaign site and donated money. At the age of 37, this was the first time I’ve ever donated money to a presidential or any political campaign. During Obama’s first campaign, I didn’t have a steady job, working odd writing gigs …

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I started my book blog – The Book Hunter’s Journal – on 27 June 2009 with a post about a $3-bag book sale at the McAllen Public Library. My partners in crime were, of course, Monica and an excited Squid. With my 446th post, made on 17 June 2013, I said goodbye to the blog …

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