Flatulent ideas

and a book update!

Ideas are as common as farts. Good ideas are as common as those great old, greasy, oily ones that kind of linger around. The kind of farts that make a person gag. Most days, I'm good for a bucket full of farts and ideas.

Those big greasers? They come often enough. Whether farts or ideas, my diet has little impact on what I’m producing. Right now. I've been on a diet of revisiting, regurgitating and revising ideas.

Each day has been stinkier than the last. With almost seven hundred posts, I’m not wanting for material.

Hold on, let’s wind this back.

In April of 2021 I set a goal: four books in two years.

Ah-ha, you might be thinking to yourself. The book. What happened to the book?

The book started with a flurry of ambition. I wanted to produce and market one by Christmas of 2021. I failed. My ambitions and materials were not lined up. The idea was to have a short, illustrated series of blog posts and find a way to tie them together. There was an issue.

They didn’t go together. What to …