http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SlyCy7753/Frustrations of entering the publishing game.hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SlyCy7753/199793reading that book. That is why I do not read very much but I think a lot of writers are like me. Also, it is better to read a book at least once in a while, say once a month which might take me a couple of days as I am not a fast reader, then to never read at all. I think that reading fiction...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SlyCy7753/183997writing. I have not had all that much success on this network. I delude myself into thinking that I am a better writer than I am a blogger, but since I have joined the network my writing has consisted almost entirely of blogging. I spend about three hours a day reading my colleagues' blogs and...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SlyCy7753/143045Almost every day I continued to go to the Boston Public Library to work on my novel and other writing projects and that spring and summer I bumped into a couple of my former moonie colleagues whom I ignored and who ignored me. That was to be expected. I usually sat in the same area of the library...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SlyCy7753/142137The cop said he didn't realize until this moment that I acutally wanted to leave. He said he thought Francis and John were coercing me to leave. He said he would have loved to see what it was like upstairs in the Moonie house. I kind of wanted to slug this cop. If ever a cop had a golden...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SlyCy7753/141726By the time he reached me, I could see that he was drunk!!! I could smell the vodka on his breath! Being drunk was a huge crime for a moonie, just a shade under fornication and both those crimes were much worse than murder. You see, the Moonies had to control a huge army of men and women living...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SlyCy7753/140583My brother and brother-in-law both finally breathed more easily. But it wasn't all that easy to get away from the Moonies. We still had to return to Beacon Street to get my stuff. The leaders of the Moonies had been so busy trying to recruit new blood, they had not even noticed that I had gone...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SlyCy7753/140184The restaurant workers even cleaned off their tables and set up chairs for the end of the night and even had a few beers at the end of their shift, but they did not hurry us in any way. They did not tell us we had to leave and only smiled when we looked at them. Francis, John and I talked for two...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SlyCy7753/139434My brother and my brother-in-law understood and even expected my reluctance to accompany them anywhere because they had read about Moonies and other religious cults in a paperback book since I had made my disappearance. "Look it Paul, we only want to talk to you." Francis said. "We don't want to...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SlyCy7753/139086not sabotage their writing efforts with bad habits or attitudes, but one aspect our esteemed leader omitted to mention was laziness. The lazy bird does not eat the worm. He or she who writes something, anything opens channels that otherwise lay clogged with sleep or inertia. These open channels...http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SlyCy7753/138760I had started to get fed up with the sheer adolescence of the Moonie existence. My withered right leg, knotted with tight muscles was starting to scream with pain or more accurately with bottled up tension or lack of release. Trying to walk on that leg was like trying to walk on a pogo stick....