Don’t tell me the moon is shining;
show me the glint of light on broken glass.
~Anton Chekhov

Sorry readers, no profound update on my process in writing… its been a slow few days. But, Gladys Delgadillo mentioned that I should make my blog more personal… let the readers get to know the author a little bit more.

So, I guess today I’ll talk about my experience last Friday.

The City Life’s farewell concert left me emotionally drained; I was filled with many things, both profound and meaninglessly material, and walking home that night— I wasn’t empty, but I felt like I was never going to be quite full again.

The feeling will subside, it’s starting to pass already much to my regret, but I don’t think I’ll ever forget how it felt. I heard some people in the crowd around me say how they were heartbroken that it was the last show— but I don’t think heartbroken is the right word. If anything, my heart was pumping with adrenaline the entire time and long after (still is when I hear or read certain verses of their songs). The funeral games of Achilles didn’t match the energy in that venue Friday night, and it was sad, painful, and brilliant but…

It happened. (It? Those moments you hear about, watch in movies, read about in Steinbeck books)  For what seemed like the first time in my life, it wasn’t a line to read, it was a place to be.Leo DeJesus

“When I look down the street one day,
And that river’s come to wash us away.
Well we won’t wash away!
We’ll swim, oh yeah, we’ll swim.
Though we built our city under the rain
It’s still our city just the same
And we won’t leave these streets
No, we will stay with them!

It’s come to wash us all away, 
But don’t wash, swim swim 
Swim swim swim.
This raincloud city is our city!
So we’ll stay for sunshine.”

-The City Life


What can I do to improve this blog? Any suggestions on how to generate interest in what I’m trying to do would be greatly appreciated! I’m sure there are thousands of people trying to get the world out about their own books, so if you hear of an interesting way to spread the word, hit me up!

Oh! And the cover art as been chosen! I’m manipulating it as we speak. I congratulate the winners— yes! there were two! on their submission. Thank you Samantha Thayer and Khaila Sun for participating! And thank everyone else who were eager and interested.

I had a moment of clarity the other night when I was studying the photos and realized that to get the surreal element I wanted… it required two pictures.

So without further ado… the rough copy of the cover art will be:

imageSo? What’s the general consensus about the cover art? Tell me what you think, what is wrong with it, why its the greatest thing you’ve ever seen and why I can’t possibly be considering this to be the cover of my first book (and possibly only) book!


Cover Art 2