Archive for January, 2010

All Joking Aside…

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , on January 20, 2010 by jezzywolfe

The new year has been, so far, many more downs than ups… not without warning.  I read my horoscopes, and the year in advance warned me that January would be a doozy.  Well, January, I get the picture.  Now please do me a favor and give me some air?

Due to recent events, I’ve decided that The FerreXorcist, my online serial, will need to be put on hold for a while.  I cannot work on the storyline as one of the principle characters is based on my real-life friend, W.D. Prescott.  I’m sure most of you have heard already that right now he is in the hospital, waiting for a desperately needed liver transplant.  My heart is not into making jokes when I know right now he can’t.  (AND… just for the record, a 12-step rite of ferret exorcism was created for this serial, and was co-written by W.D. Prescott.  If the serial continues, I will make sure he receives the credit he very much deserves.  He did an excellent job!)

If you believe in prayer, then please pray for him and his family, that a donor will come very soon.  If you don’t believe in prayer, then whatever it is you do in times like this to show your support… do that.  If there has ever been a person on this planet that deserves the chance to live a long, healthy and happy life, it is most definitely him.

I could say so much more, but I won’t.  I know I won’t be the only person tonight praying fervently for the good news we all want so much to hear right now.

To end on a lighter note (because I need something to smile about) my short story, Beelzebacon!, was accepted into the Library of the Living Dead’s BACONOLOGY antho!  I’m really excited about this one.  Who wouldn’t want to be in a book about bacon?

Much love and best wishes to you all.



Counting Down

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on January 1, 2010 by jezzywolfe

I have never really enjoyed New Years.

While many see it as the beginning of a new year, I grew up seeing it as an end.  Or one day closer to it.  Growing up in fire and brimstone churches will go far in driving a pessimistic perspective into one’s doomsday-addled mind.  I never wanted New Years to arrive, because it represented one day closer to destruction.

As an adult, I hate to say it, but I still dread the celebration.  What am I celebrating, exactly?  A few good things happened this past year, sure.  Sprinkled through plenty of not-so-good things.  2009 was a year of extreme highs and lows.  Because of that, it’s hard to be overly optimistic about 2010.  Get my hopes up and find myself sitting, once again, alone in front of a screen on New Years eve this time next year trying to make sense of things?  I pass in advance, if it’s all the same.


No resolutions.  A resolution is a lie people tell themselves to make today more important, only to break it a couple months into the year.  Don’t resolve to lose weight… just do it.  Saving money, organizing, changing your outlook… resolve to do them and a subliminal voice in your head is already telling you it’s okay not to follow through.  Don’t make any of those promises and plans tonight.

Tonight just reflect.  And decide.  I can’t say what decisions I will be making tonight.  Will I be sitting here by myself a year from now, trying as hard as I can not to feel sorry for myself?  I sincerely hope not.  Will my heart be warmed and welcomed where ever it is I find myself 365 days from now?  I want that.

To all the people I am blessed to call my friends and family, thank you.  The support and love you have given me is irreplaceable.  I hope that I have brought happiness and comfort to all those who are near and dear to my heart, but I already know that hasn’t always been the case.  And for that I am deeply sorry, and hope that I am no longer the burden I never intended to become to anyone.  My wishes for all my friends and loved ones is nothing but the best and brightest futures in 2010, and all the years that follow.  You are amazing souls that deserve only light and love.  If anyone upstairs still listens to me, I promise I will ask for peace and joy and success for all of you, now and forever.

I love you all.  Thank you for everything.