The Rise and Fall of Me – ch. 10/20

Thanks again for tolerating the re-posting of this series. “Have a beer.  Don’t cost nothing.” – John Blutarsky ________________________________ Chapter 10:  Starting Over, Again At 37-years old I was completely on my own for the first time in my life.  I had met my ex-wife when I was about 19, so she was my first…

The Rise and Fall of Me – ch. 10/20

Thanks again for tolerating the re-posting of this series. “Have a beer.  Don’t cost nothing.” – John Blutarsky ________________________________ Chapter 10:  Starting Over, Again At 37-years old I was completely on my own for the first time in my life.  I had met my ex-wife when I was about 19, so she was my first…

The Rise and Fall of Me – ch. 17/20

There’s Nothing Pleasant in Pleasantville When I previously ran this series last year, I never finished it.  I stopped with chapter 16, the previous one, and I just left it at that.  So even those who read all this crap last year – here comes the new stuff, and it’s only about two, maybe three…

The Rise and Fall of Me – ch.16/20

Mean People Suck Holy crap.  Part 16.  That means about 30,000 words you’ve had to suffer through.  You have my sympathies. After I bugged out of the Trenton charter school, where I went next was in some ways better, in some ways no different.  My interview was nothing special except that I was surprised at…

The Rise and Fall of Me – ch. 15/20

There’s nothing “pleasant” in Pleasantville After leaving the Trenton charter school, I landed in Pleasantville, NJ.  Immediately indicative of how things would be in Pleasantville was “Back to School Night,” when parents would eagerly come to meet their children’s teachers, perhaps ask a few questions, and make some personal contacts and face time.  If there…

The Rise and Fall of Me – ch. 11/20

I’ve been told that I’m good at leaving “cliffhangers.”  I agree. ____________________________________ Sneaky Bastards Are Everywhere When we left Part 10, I had again been fired for something unfair, in my opinion.  Yes, I was in a strip bar, not a crime, but teachers are treated differently than other people I guess.  Yes, I was in…

About Not Not Writing

Don’t worry. This isn’t one of those annoying blog posts that goes something like, “Oh, haven’t written in awhile, been so busy with blah blah blah.” Okay, maybe a little, but I can explain…