THE TIMES THEY ARE A CHANGING, IN MY HOUSE OF CREATIVITY AND SOUL. THINGS ARE OUT OF HAND, AND I SEEM TO BE OUT OF CONTROL ABOUT WHAT COMES DOWN THE LINE, AND HOW TO HANDLE IT. SURPRISES ARE AMASSED THESE DAYS, MORE SO THAN THE EARLY DAYS OF THE PANDEMIC, WHERE WE JUST SAT AND NODDED. I TOOK THE ADVICE OF THOSE WHO I RESPECT, AND DID WHAT THEY ADVISED. LIKE HAVING MY VACCINATIONS, AND STAYING CLEAR OF CROWDS. WASHING MY HANDS BECAME ESSENTIAL, KEEPING THE FOOD CLEAN AND MYSELF AS WELL. I JUST ACCEPTED THAT FACT THAT WE WERE NOT IN THE DRIVER’S SEAT. AFTER ALL, THIS WAS SERIOUS.
AND SO IT ROLLED ON, AND WE ADJUSTED, AND I KEPT WRITING LIKE A DEMON. IT WAS AN AMAZING FLOW OF CREATIVITY THAT APPEARED, CLIMBING THE MOUNTAIN OF A NEW BOOK. AND WHY NOT? THEY SAY THAT THE WORST CASES OF DEPRESSION DURING THE QUARANTINE PERIOD WERE FROM HAVING NOTHING TO DO. I THOUGHT I HAD IT MADE, YUP, I COULD WRITE. AND PAINT. AND WALK. AND MAKE COOKIES AND ENCHILADAS. THINGS WILL BE OK, EVENTUALLY…
WE FAST FORWARD TO THIS DAY, AND MOMENT, WHERE I FIND SOME THINGS THAT HAVE GONE AWRY. MY TV STUDIO IS CLOSED, AND I CAN’T SHOOT WINSLOWART. HAVING TO POSTPONE A SLEW OF GUESTS WAS HARD, I PRIDE MYSELF ON BEING THERE AS I PROMISE FOR THEM. AND THEY ALWAYS GIVE IT THEIR BEST. I MISS THE CREW, AND MY DIRECTOR WHO HAS BEEN WITH ME FOR A LONG TIME. I MISS THE INTERACTION AND NEWS FROM OTHER PEOPLE WHO ARE STRUGGLING TOO. IT IS HARD FOR ME TO ADMIT THAT I REALLY DO NEED OTHER HUMAN BEINGS TO SURVIVE, HAVING STAVED MYSELF OFF AND ALONE MUCH OF MY CREATIVE LIFE. THAT WAY, NOBODY HURTS YOUR FEELINGS, AND GETS IN THE WAY OF PLANS. SOUNDS KIND OF SELFISH, DOESN’T IT? NO, THAT’S NOT ME. WHAZZUP?
TRYING TO MATCH MY HOT PINK OUTFIT AND ALMOST THERE. IT IS TEN DAYS LATER, AND I FOUND MYSELF BEING NUDGED TO FINISH THIS MARVELOUS DOCUMENTARY OF THE PAST FEW WEEKS. YES, THINGS STARTED TO SLIDE, AND I ALLOWED IT. BUT THERE IS SOMETHING HARDWIRED IN MY SOUL THAT REFUSES TO GIVE UP. IT GOES BACK TO BEING THE OLDER SISTER TO A “LITTLE PRINCE” WHO WAS FAVORED. HE STILL SAYS THAT WAS NOT TRUE, BUT IN MY SADISTIC LITTLE MIND, I FELT INVISIBLE. THAT WAS A LONG TIME AGO, THE FIRST PHASE OF LEARNING HOW TO SURVIVE. AND NOW THINGS ARE BEGINNING TO AWAKEN, SHOCKINGLY SO. BEING DENIED MANY OF THE THINGS I LOVE FOR A LONG TIME MIGHT HAVE BROKEN A SOFTER SOUL, BUT I AM DETERMINED TO FINISH WHAT I STARTED. PROMISES OF MONEY HAVE ARRIVED, BUT NOT SHOWN THEIR FACE YET. PHONE CALLS ARE COMING IN, AND VISIONS FROM PEOPLE I HAVE FORGOTTEN I KNOW. LIKE SOMEONE ON MY TV SHOW (OR RADIO SHOW), WHO CONTACTED ME THIS AFTERNOON WITH AN AMAZING HUGE PROJECT OF PODCASTS. IS THAT POSSIBLE (HAHAHAH, JUST KIDDING)
MY BRAIN HAS COME BACK TO LIFE IN THE BELIEVEING AREA, AND I AM HUNGREY FOR IDEAS AND FORCEFUL ACTIONS. I HAVE DEBTS TO PAY, PEOPLE HAVE HELPED ME PROJECT A FABULOUS NEW BOOK, AND THAT PRODUCER IS STILL WAITING TO START THE SERIES OF FILMS. WE ARE MERRILY BAKING COWBOY COOKES AND TONITE WILL BE HOMEMADE ENCHILADAS. WHO SAYS WE ARE NOT BACK?
SO I SEND YOU A KICK IN THE ASS, SO WE CAN JUMP BACK INTO THE WORLD TOGETHER. BE SURE TO TELL ME HOW THINGS ARE GOING THESE DAYS, OKAY? I’M TAKING CALLS. LOTS OF LOVE AND SHINY DAYS ARE ON THEIR WAY.
MY BOOK MARKETING COACH IS SOMEONE I HAVE KNOWN FOR A VERY LONG TIME, AND HE WAS ONCE PART OF A BIG COMPANY THAT PRESENTS FAMOUS AUTHORS AND THEIR BOOKS TO THE WORLD. WE WORKED TOGETHER ON VOLUMES II AND III OF MYSTIC ADVENTURES IN BIG SUR, AND HE TAUGHT ME A LOT ABOUT HOW TO PRESENT THE “REAL FACTS”. IN THE PR WORLD, THOSE ARE THE THINGS THAT YOUR AUDIENCE NEEDS TO KNOW IN ORDER TO BE INTERESTED. THEY PERK UP AND GO TO YOUR WEBSITE, CHECK BOOK DEALERS AND SITES, AND DIVE INTO YOUR WORK IMMEDIATELY. IF ITS GOOD ENOUGH, THEY JUMP TO THE NEXT ONE, AND SO ON.
AS YOU KNOW, I HAVE WRITTEN AND PUBLISHED SIX BOOKS SO FAR, THE FIRST BEING SENSUAL INDIGO. I HAD GREAT SUCCESS WITH THIS SELF-PUBLISHED COLLECTION OF POEMS, PRAYERS AND PARABLES, AND WORKED LIKE A DOG TO PROMOTE IT. I DIDN’T HAVE A LOT OF CASH BUT I HAD A LOT OF FRIENDS AND KNEW SOME VIPS FROM MY DAY JOB. I ORDERED ONE THOUSAND OF THOSE BOOKS AND LEARNED HOW MANY THAT WAS IN THE YEARS TO COME. LUCKILY, MY BOOK PRODUCER HAD THEM WRAPPED IN CELOPHANE AND THEY REMAIN IN BOXES TO THIS DAY. EACH ONE COMES OUT IN PERFECT CONDITION.
I WASN’T REALLY SURE ABOUT THE NEXT STEPS FOR A FEW YEARS, UNTIL I BECAME ENCHANTED BY BIG SUR AND OBSESSED WITH THE WILD SET OF CHARACTERS WHO LIVED THERE IN MY MIND. ONE DAY, I SAT DOWN AT MY WORK COMPUTER WHILE ALL THE GUYS WERE AT LUNCH AND WROTE THE FIRST PAGE OF JASMINE DOGS. IT JUST ROLLED INTO MY HEAD AND ONTO THE SCREEN. ONCE AGAIN, I PUBLISHED THE BOOK RIGHT AWAY, AND URGED ON BY MY FRIEND AND BOOK AGENT, CONTINUED. THE DOGS WERE A HUGE SUCCESS AND I ADDED MUSIC WRITTEN AND PERFORMED BY A LEGENDARY LOCAL ARTIST. THIS TIME THERE WERE HOUSE PARTIES, AND BOOK SHOWS AND MORE SUCCESS. I WAS OBSESSED. SOON THE SECOND BOOK IN THE SERIES BECAME JADE BEACH, WHICH WE SPLIT IN HALF BECAUSE I KEPT ON TELLING THE STORY. VOLUME II AND III BECAME THE STARS OF A LIVE SHOW WITH A WHOLE SEGMENT OF GREAT MUSIC, STARRING LOCAL MUSICIANS AND THE MAN WHO WROTE MY FIRST THEMES. THE SHOW WAS A BIG SUCCESS, IN A BEAUTIFUL MUSEUM IN MONTEREY, SURROUNDED BY THE HARBOR. WE PACKED THE THEATER!
I TELL YOU ALL OF THIS BECAUSE THERE IS A MESSAGE, A VERY IMPORTANT ONE: DON’T EVER STOP PROMOTING YOUR BOOKS!!! EACH BOOK THAT FOLLOWED WAS BETTER AND MORE INTRIGUING, AND I GOT THE FEELING THEY WOULD SELL THEMSELVES. AFTER ALL, PEOPLE DON’T FORGET YOU… OR DO THEY? THE LAST TWO BOOKS, BELINDA AND LILY-JADE ARE SENSATIONAL AND HAVE PERFORMED LESS WELL IN SALES, BECAUSE I HAVE NOT WORKED AS HARD ON PROMOTING THEM…. AND I WILL TELL YOU MORE NEXT TIME, SO STAY TUNED YOU AVID READERS AND WRITERS: SUCCESS IS ON THE WAY:DESPITE COVID, DESPITE POVERTY, DESPITE LIFE RUNNING WILD, YOU GOTTA KEEP ROLLING IN THE PROMOTION!!
STAY WITH ME, AND HANG IN THERE… WE’VE GOT A MOVIE COMING!
LOTS OF LOVE,
I JUMPED DIRECTLY INTO THIS PLACE, TO SEND YOU THE TRUTH ABOUT THE NEXT RACE… WHOOPS, THIS IS MY BLOG, WHERE FREEDOM ROCKS THE WORLD. I OFTEN WONDERED WHY PEOPLE SHARED THEIR SWEETEST SECRETS IN A DAILY/MONTHLY/WHATEVER STYLE, AND NOW I KNOW. ITS LIKE A SOFT COMFY ROBE AFTER THE BATH, BARELY THERE BUT OH, SO WONDERFUL. BUT I MUST NOT WANDER, FOR THIS IS THE TIME OF MY LIFE!
MAYBE YOURS TOO? WHERE WE HAVE LIVED SO LONG THROUGH THIS UNGODLY PERIOD OF TIME, BLINKING TWICE BEFORE GOING FORWARD, TOWARD THE END? BUT IT NEVER STOPS, DOES IT? TODAY I WATCHED THE VIEW, AND THE FABULOUS LADIES WERE POUNDING ON THE CURRENT HEADCASE, DOUBTING AND SHAKING THEIR HEADS. I LOVE THESE WOMEN, THEY’VE BEEN WITH ME A LONG TIME. IT IS A PLEASURE TO BE ALIVE DURING A TIME WHEN THE POWER OF LOVE AND COOL THINKING MATTERS. IT IS VERY STYLISH TO BE A BRAVE WOMAN THESE DAYS, WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT? JUST KIDDING, BUT IT’S BEEN A LONG ADVENTURE DURING THE CLIMB UP HILL. SUDDENLY, MEN ARE GETTING US LIKE NEVER BEFORE. THERE IS A WOMAN SUPPORTING OUR NEW PRESIDENT, PLUS NUMEROUS ONES LEADING THE COUNTRY IN ONE WAY OR ANOTHER. LAST NIGHT I SAW THE FABULOUS GLORIA STEINEM REMARKING ON THE POWER OF WOMEN. SHE WAS JUST HOME FROM THE HOSPITAL AFTER A DIFFICULT SURGERY, BUT BOY, SHE WAS STILL READY TO SPEAK HER PIECE. WHAT A WOMAN!
NOW I WONDER HOW LONG IT WILL TAKE TO SUPPORT OUR GIRLS, THE NEWBYS… JUST IN SCHOOL OR FIRST JOB. BREAKING INTO FILMS OR MUSIC… OR POLITICS? LUCKILY FOR MOST OF US, THERE HAVE BEEN MEN IN OUR LIVES WHO JUMPED AT THE CHANCE TO USE OUR TALENTS AND CHARMS FOR BUSINESS. THEY RISKED SOME CRITIQUES, AND/OR SOME WANTED A “FAVOR IN RETURN”, BUT NOT ANY MORE. HA! YOU SAY, NOTHING HAS CHANGED. I HAVE TO DISAGREE. THERE IS A NEW GROOVE IN THE MALE POPULATION. JUMP FOR JOY AND WORK WITH THEM, HEAD TO HEAD. I HAVE HAD THE PLEASURE OF WORKING ON MY TV SHOW THIS YEAR WITH YOUNG, SMART, GOOD TECHS WHO ARE VALUABLE IN THEIR KNOWLEDGE OF HOW TO CONVENE THE SPIRIT OF MY WORK WITH THE NEW TECHNOLOGY WE USE. AND GUESS WHAT? I’LL BET THEY HAVE ENJOYED OUR SESSIONS AS WELL. HOW COOL IS THAT?
GUESS WHAT? TWO GREAT MEN PITCHED IN TO CREATE THIS LITTLE PIECE OF ART FOR WINSLOWART TV! MY FB PAGE LOVED IT TOO, WITH GUYS FROM ALL OVER THE WORLD CHIMING IN. ARE WE IN THE MIDST OF A SESSION OF LOVE, WHERE THINGS WORK OUT BETTER THAN WE THOUGHT? WHAT A WONDERFUL THOUGHT!
AND SO I LEAVE YOU WITH THIS THOUGHT: MAYBE WE HAVE ALL LEARNED TO SCORE OUR HUMANITY WITH TALENT AND AMBITION. ITS TIME FOR A CHANGE, AND IT HAS BEGUN. ROCK ON, USA, AND LETS SHOW THE WORLD WE ARE NOT DOWN YET. THE BEST IS YET TO COME! LOTS OF LOVE,(FROM GHOST TREE TO YOU).
AWAITING THE FINALE OF THE PRESIDENTIAL BLOODBATH CAMPAIGNS, I AM TEMPTED TO COMPARE THIS PERIOD AS ONE OF NADA (NOTHING). FOR IN THE END, WHAT DO WE RECALL EXCEPT THE NAME CALLING CRAZED ACTIONS THAT BEGAN YEARS AGO AND PROCEED TO NOW. TOMORROW, THE FINALE OF VOTING WILL LET ME KNOW WHO IS GOING TO DEAL WITH THE NEXT FEW YEARS. ALWAYS NICE, CONSIDERING, HUH? THE PROBLEM IS, WE CAN’T COUNT ON ANYTHING TO FALL INTO PLACE THE “NORMAL” WAY, AND THAT IS THE THING WE MUST RESOLVE.
MY MOM TOLD ME ONCE, MAYBE TWICE, WHEN I WAS YOUNG ENOUGH TO BE IN HER CARE, THAT YOU CANNOT IMAGINE COMPLETE CONTROL OVER ANYTHING. AT THE TIME I LAUGHED SECRETLY, THINKING SHE WAS JUST AN OLDER LADY WHO DIDN’T KNOW MY TALENTS. AND ALL THESE YEARS, MY ASSUMPTION WAS MADLY CORRECT. I DODGED POLITICS, WORKED HARD AT BEING AN INDIVIDUAL, AND PLAYED FAIR BALL. SOMETIMES IT’S NOT EASY TO WORK WITH THE TOUGHIES, BUT YOU LEARN. IT ALL DEPENDS UPON HOW MUCH YOU WANT SOMETHING. BY THE TIME I LANDED IN MONTEREY, MY STRING OF GOOD LUCK HAD BOISTERED A CONFIDENCE IN THE FUTURE, AND I CLIMBED THE LADDER OF LOVE AND EXPERIENCE.
MY GOAL BECAME THE JOY OF HELPING OTHERS ACCOMPLISH THINGS, DOING A LOT OF STRONG PHYSICAL MOVES, AND ELIMATING THINGS THAT ELUDED THE APEX. I’LL BET YOU CAN SAY “DITTO SO FAR”. WE HAVE HAD A PRETTY GOOD RUN HERE IN THE USA!
SO TODAY I CHECK IN, NOVEMBER 2, 2020, TO WISH YOU A GRAND RECOVERY FROM THE CIRCUMSTANCES WE LIVE WITH TODAY. SERIOUSLY, THE ONLY PEOPLE I REALLY TALK TO THESE DAYS ARE DEAD-ON ENTHUSIASTS FOR LIFE. THEY MAKE THINGS HAPPEN ONE WAY OR ANOTHER, DESPITE THE DEADLY VIRUS, PEOPLE WITHOUT MASKS, CROWDED PLACES AND A SORE LACK OF HUMOR. BUT I HAVE THE KEY TO THIS, SO LISTEN UP: FIND THE PLACE WHERE YOU LIVE IN MAGIC, CLIMB THE STAIRS AND STEP INSIDE. STAY THERE UNTIL IT IS SAFE TO STEP BACK INTO THE REAL WORLD. LIVE CLEAN, LOVE A LOT AND WORK LIKE THE DEVIL TO CREATE YOUR ART. WE ALL HAVE A TALENT FOR SOMETHING, SO GIVE IT TO THE WORLD. WE COULD ALL USE A GREAT LAUGH RIGHT NOW, SO START THERE.
NEXT COMES A HUG, AND SOME GREAT GIFTED MUSIC. DANCE INSIDE OR OUT, NOBODY CARES. WIGGLE YOUR TOES AND WALK THE WIND. MOST OF ALL, BE KIND TO YOURSELF AND OTHERS.
LOOKING FORWARD TO NEXT YEAR, SO ROCK ON!
LOTS OF LOVE,
DO YOU NOTICE SOMETHING DIFFERENT ABOUT THE SCENE THESE DAYS? THERE IS A SHIFT IN ATTITUDE AMONG THE PEOPLE, AND ITS PART OF THE REACTION TO OUR WAY OF LIFE. OR SHOULD I SAY, PROPOSED WAY OF LIFE?
THINGS SLIDE ACROSS THE SCREEN WITH MESSAGES FROM PEOPLE OBVIOUSLY BORED TO DEATH. THEY ARE NOT AIMED AT ANYONE IN PARTICULAR, BUT JUST AN AIR OF FRUSTRATION, A LACK OF HUMOR AND DESPAIR. AND WHO COULD BLAME ANY OF US, WITH THE MASSIVE INFORMATION THAT FLIES ABOUT AND LANDS IN FRONT OF YOU. YOU’VE ALMOST GOT TO LISTEN. OR READ IT. OR MAYBE NOT!
I SPEAK PRIMARILY OF THE SOUNDS OF ANGER AND FRUSTRATION, THE CRITICISM OF OTHERS UNKNOWN EXCEPT FOR A BRIEF FLICKER OF VIDEO. AND THE COMPLAINERS. AND THE TEETH GRINDERS. IT GETS TO BE A LOT FOR THE REST OF US, WHO ARE TRYING OUR BEST TO SOLDIER ON. THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA IS A GREAT COUNTRY UNDER A HUGE WEIGHT OF CHANGE RIGHT NOW. WITH THAT COMES THE NEW WAVE OF RULES BEFORE WE GET THE LAST ONES RIGHT. ON AND ON.
AND SO I SIMPLY GIVE YOU GRATITUDE, EXPRESSED BY THE FRESH AIR AND BLOOMING FLOWERS, THE SMILES AND WAVES FROM FOLKS WALKING ACROSS THE ROAD. MY FRIEND LOVES TO RUN WITH HER CLAN OF WILD WOMEN JOCKS, AND WORK THAT STRESS OUT. THEY ARE A SECRET GROUP OF SMART PEOPLE WHO KNOW THAT WE MUST UNLEASH THE TENSION. THEY LOVE EACH OTHER AND LAUGH A LOT. I HAVE SEEN A BUNCH OF KINDNESS AS WELL, BOWING TO THE NEGATIVE WITH A NOD, AS IF TO SAY, DO AS YOU PLEASE, BUT I’M HAPPY TO BE ALIVE.
SO IS IT ENOUGH TO SAY I LOVE YOU, AND HONOR MY FELLOW AMERICANS WHO ARE IN THE SAME BOAT, WAITING FOR THE PEACE OF MIND WE HAVE LOST? YOU KNOCK ME OUT WITH YOUR SPIRIT, DESPITE THE NAYSAYERS! AND JUST ONE MORE THING, THOSE PEOPLE WHO ARE WORKING EVERY DAY AT WHOLE FOODS AND THE SURGERY CENTER AND DOCTORS OFFICES, THEY COULD USE A SMILE AND A THANKS. WHAT WOULD WE DO WITHOUT THEM?
WISH I COULD HUG YOU RIGHT NOW, BUT THIS WILL SUFFICE! LOTS OF LOVE, XX:JW
YES, IT ALMOST SEEMS LIKE SUMMER TODAY, ALTHOUGH THE NEWS WOULD HAVE YOU BELIEVE OTHERWISE! FROM THE INSIDE OUT, MOST OF US SEE THINGS QUITE DIFFERENTLY THAN THE PRESS WHO HOUND TRUMP AND SCURRY AROUND WITH DREADFUL TALES. BUT THE REGULAR PEEPS, THE SMALL THINGS HAVE BEEN THE BEST OF ALL SURPRISES. THE TASTE OF A WILDFLOWER STEM, OR SOME SOUR GRASS. COOL WATER OUTSIDE ON THE BACK PORCH, WHERE THE SUN BLAZES DOWN FOR A FEW MINUTES TO WARM THE SOUL AND YOUR JOINTS.
TODAY WE WENT TO WHOLE FOODS AND OBSERVED THE NEW NORMAL, WHICH IS A LINE THAT MOVES QUITE FAST AND IS MOSTLY FULL OF PEOPLE WITH THEIR MASKS AND NOT MUCH ELSE. YOU CAN’T TAKE YOUR OWN BAG IN ANYMORE, SO WE ARE BACK TO THE PAPER ONES. REMEMBER WHEN WE WERE SHAMED INTO USING OUR OWN, TO SAVE THE TREES? BUT I DIGRESS. AFTER A GOOD SHOPPING THIP (ONLY 40 PEOPLE ALLOWED AT ONE TIME, HEAVEN), THE MAIN BEACH BECKONED AND WAS QUIET AND RELAXED. THE FISHING BOATS WERE OUT IN NUMBERS, THE DOGS PLAYING AND THE FOLKS IN THEIR MASKS AS WELL. EVERYONE NODDING HELLO (YOU CAN’T UNDERSTAND MOST OF WHAT ANYONE SAYS WITH THE MUFFLE OF OUR PROTECTIVE MEASURE. HOWEVER, IT IS NECESSARY AND WE MUST WORSHIP CALIFORNIA AND THEIR MEASURES TO SAVE OUR LIVES.
ON THE WAY HOME, THE LAST OF THE CLOUDS DISAPPEARED AND THE AFTERNOON WAS GRAND. I FOUND MY MOM’S MONET CLOTH FROM HER CLOSET OF DREAMS AND BROUGHT IT OUTSIDE TO UNWRINKLE AND AIR OUT. MONET WOULD NOT APPROVE MY PLACING IT ON THE OLD UMBRELLA OTHERWISE. AFTER A COOL NIGHT, AND SOME DAMP AIR, THE MORNING WILL BRING A NEW LITTLE NOOK IN THE YARD. THE MONET CORNER.AND
AND SO IT GOES, THIS NEW CHAPTER IN OUR LIVES. THE WORLD IS LISTENING TO EACH OTHER, AND IN THE MEANTIME, WE VISIT A SANDY BEACH AND TAKE A PEEK AT YOU!
I WISH YOU SO MUCH LOVE, AND SEND IT OUT TO EVERYONE WHO JOINS US RIGHT NOW. AND TOMORROW I WILL SPREAD THE MONET CLOTH OVER THE UMBRELLA, AND WATCH IT LIGHT UP THE SPACE UNDER A BIG TREE FULL OF WHITE FLOWERS.
ITS GOOD TO BE ALIVE!
LOTS OF LOVE,
TONITE WE ARE WATCHING THE MUSICIANS AND PATRIOTS OF THE COUNTRY GIVING THANKS AND PRAISE TO THE VOLUNTEERS, DOCTORS, NURSES, FOOD BANKS, AND OTHER HEROS OF THE USA WHO ARE STEPPING UP TO HONOR OUR FALLEN PEOPLE, OUR HEALING BROTHERS AND SISTERS, AND THOSE WHO SAVE THE LIVES OVER AND OVER. WE ARE LISTENING TO OUR LEADERS AND COOPERATING INSTEAD OF ARGUING, WE ARE GIVING THANKS TO BE ALIVE AND BREATHING THE FRESH AIR OF LIFE IN CALIFORNIA.
I THOUGHT I HAD REACHED A TIPPING POINT OF TOO MUCH INFORMATION, BUT I AM TOUCHED WITH THESE TALENTED FOLKS WHO ARE POURING OUT THE LOVE AND TENDERNESS OF THEIR SOULS. IT IS A TRUE AND SIMPLE PRAISE THEY GIVE, AND A PLEDGE TO DO WHATEVER THEY CAN TO HELP US ALL RECOVER.
I’M IN, HOW ABOUT YOU?
LET’S GO TO SLEEP TONITE DREAMING OF A BETTER WORLD, ONE OF THE FUTURE.
LOTS OF LOVE:
WOW, HERE WE ARE!
I THOUGHT I MIGHT NEVER BE BACK! AND YOU TOO? HA HA, NOT SO FUNNY WHEN THE WORLD CRASHES IN AROUND US, IS IT? BUT I SUDDENLY HAD A LONGING TO SEE YOU, AND TALK TO YOU, MY LOVELY WORLD. AND WHAT BETTER TIME THAN NOW?
MY WORLD HAS TAKEN ON A SHINY IMAGE, SOMETIMES UNBEARABLY BRIGHT AND OTHERS, NOT SO GOOD. THE FIRST FEW WEEKS WERE SO VERY WEIRD, AND I FOUND MYSELF GLUED TO THE TUBE. THEN WHOOPI TOLD US ON THE VIEW THAT WE MUST SOOTHE OUR MINDS WITH LOVELY THINGS AND WONDERFUL THOUGHTS, IN ORDER TO SURVIVE. AND SHE WAS RIGHT. AS SOON AS I STARTED THAT, MY SOUL SURFACED FROM ITS HIDING PLACE, AND MY STOMACH CRAWLED OUT OF HIDING.
WE ALL HAVE TIMES OF AMAZING CIRCUMSTANCES, BUT NOW EACH PERSON YOU SEE IS IN THE SAME SCARY HOUSE, IMAGINING ALL KINDS OF THINGS. I HAVE TAKEN TO MY GARDEN, AND THE OVERWHELMING GREENERY THAT HAS SPRUNG ABOUT THE BEDS FROM THE RAINS. MOTHER NATURE MADE IT CLEAR THAT WE NEEDED SOMETHING TO REMIND US OF LOVE.
MOST OF ALL, THE SOUNDS OF THE OCEAN, AND THE WIND IN MY FACE ARE THE BEST OF ALL. DEEP BREATHS TRAVEL INTO MY LUNGS, AND LIFE IS GOOD. THE BIRDS FLY AS USUAL, APPARENTLY THEY ARE IMMUNE (LIKE THE ANTS THAT HAVE ARRIVED ON MY BACK PATIO). REGARDLESS, MOTHER NATURE HAS SUPPLIED MANY THINGS TO STUDY.
AND SO I PAINT, AND I WRITE, AND I EDIT THE NEW BOOK. AND I SLEEP DEEPLY, AWAKENING HAPPY AND HOPING FOR THE BEST. I MISS YOU ALL A LOT, BUT I KNOW YOU ARE OUT THERE SENDING IT BACK. THIS TOO SHALL PASS, AND WHEN WE ARE BEYOND, WE WILL BE BETTER PEOPLE. AND STRONGER AND SMARTER. AND MORE TENDER.
ALL MY LOVE, FOREVER!
See you in July
AH, YES, IT HAS BEEN THE GAME OF QUIET DISAPPEARANCE FOR ME RECENTLY, AND YOU HAVE MENTIONED IT A LOT. CAN’T SAY SORRY BECAUSE WHEN YOU ARE EMBEDDED IN THE FIGHT OF YOUR LIFE TO RELEASE THE THOUSANDS OF LOVELY BABIES CREATED FOR READING, NOTHING MUCH ELSE MATTERS! AND THEN, AS IF BY MAGIC, THE HARD WORK COMES TO FRUITION AND WE GRADUATE TO AMAZON! WHEW!
FOR THOSE UNFAMILIAR WITH THE GIANT OF ALL GIANTS OF MARKETING +++, IT IS A SNARE AND A DELUSION TO BELIEVE ANYTHING THERE IS SIMPLE. I PROMISE NOT TO WHIMPER, BUT LETS JUST SAY THAT I HAVE A FABULOUS TECH PERSON WHO HAS SAVED MY LIFE OVER THE PAST MONTHS. SHE SEES THINGS DIFFERENTLY THAN I DO, SO WE BALANCE OUT. HOLY SHIT, IT TAKES A VILLAGE JUST TO DECIPHER THE WAY THOSE AMAZON MASTERS DO THEIR THING. I LIKE TO SAY IT IS INTUITIVE. THINK LIKE THEY DO, AND SOMETHING MAGIC OCCURS.
AND SO IT IS WITH JOY THAT I INTRODUCE YOU TO LILY-JADE, VOLUME V OF MYSTIC ADVENTURES IN BIG SUR. THE TOUGHEST MOST BEAUTIFUL BOOK OF MY CAREER (SO FAR). IT IS ABOUT SOMETHING I KNEW NOTHING ABOUT, BUT DOVE IN ANYWAY. DYANNA FALCONER DOES NOT SHY AWAY FROM A CHALLENGE, SO SHE INSPIRES ME. TAKE A LOOK AT MY WEBSITE: WWW.JWWINSLOW.COM AND SEE WHAT YOU THINK!
LOTS OF LOVE, SERIOUSLY!
HOLY SHIT, WE ARE IN THE EYE OF ONE GIANT STORM! I DON’T SUPPOSE YOU HAVE MISSED IT, BUT THE WORLD HAS JUST TURNED UPSIDE DOWN, WELCOME TO 2017! PERHAPS YOU UNDERESTIMATED THE POWER OF THE WORLD TO CHANGE, AND I AM GUILTY OF SUCH FOLLY AS WELL. OK, SO WE HAVE A NEW PRESIDENT IN THE USA, AND THAT WAS A SURPRISE TO BEAT THE BAND. HOW DID THIS HAPPEN? SOMEBODY WAS NOT HAPPY WITH THE STATUS QUO. LIKE MANY OF US, I ASSUMED THAT THINGS WOULD WORK OUT FOR HILLARY, IT WAS A GIVEN. NOT!! NOW I WATCH THE TALKING HEADS BABBLE ABOUT MANY THINGS THEY DON’T LIKE, BUT IT DOESN’T MATTER! WE ARE HERE, IN THE DEEP OF THINGS, GET USED TO IT. YUP, THAT’S ME RECOVERING FROM A MINOR OWIE, STICKING MY TONGUE OUT AT THE WORLD, WHICH IS ABOUT ALL I CAN DO AT THIS POINT. NO MATTER WHAT THEY SAY, THINGS ARE GOING TO FALL INTO PLACE AS THE GREAT PLAN UNFOLDS, AND ITS UP TO US TO ADJUST, AFFIRM AND ROLL WITH IT. THAT MEANS YOU TOO, AND I HOPE YOU ARE HAPPY TODAY. OR WILL BE TOMORROW. GOOD LUCK!
I FIND MYSELF AT THE BRINK OF A BIG NEW CHAPTER OF WINSLOWLAND, WHERE I NEVER REALLY PLANNED TO BE. DREAMS DON’T COME TRUE, DO THEY? WELL, ASK THE GUY RUNNING THE USA ABOUT THAT ONE. MY STORY IS MORE OF A DREAM COME TRUE, ALL THE THINGS I HAVE WANTED TO DO ARE ROLLING OUT BEFORE YOU. MY TV SHOW CALLED WINSLOWART IS FEATURING WONDERFUL AND THOUGHTFUL GUESTS, AND PEOPLE ARE WATCHING. I HAVE TWO AMAZING WHIZ LEGAL BEAGLES SEARCHING FOR SOMEONE TO REPRESENT ME AND MY PLAN FOR EPISODIC TV! THEY ARE THE BOMB AND I EXPECT TO BE RIDING THAT WAVE INTO YOUR LIFE WITH THE FABULOUS DYANNA FALCONER AND ALL OF THE MYSTIC ADVENTURES IN BIG SUR.
AND FINALLY, I HAVE MOVED INTO A PLACE THAT CREATES BEAUTIFUL THINGS IN MY HEAD, AND IS PEOPLED WITH LOVELY KIND HOMEBODIES WHO ALWAYS GREET ME ON THE STREET WITH KIND WORDS. IT WAS A SURPRISE TO END UP ON THE MOUNTAIN THAT OVERLOOKS MY CITY OF CHOICE, THE AMAZING AND SCARY/FABULOUS MONTEREY CALIFORNIA.
SO HERE IS PAUL CONGO’S FAVORITE SHOT OF ME, HE RUNS THE TV STATION CALLED AMP MEDIA THAT HOSTS WINSLOWART AND DECIDED THIS IS THE BEST AND MOST REAL JW SHOT OF LATE. YOU CAN’T ARGUE WITH HIM, HE IS ALWAYS RIGHT.
GOTTA GO GREEN FOR MY MESSAGE TO THE WORLD THIS NEW YEAR, GREEN LIGHT, GREEN BOOKS, GREEN DEALS COMING! TODAY I SLOGGED THROUGH THE RAIN AND WHEN IT STOPPED, I DECIDED TO REMOVE ALL THE LIGHTS OUTSIDE AND DECORATIONS FROM THE HUGE HOLLY TREES! I HAD PLANNED TO DO THIS ANYWAY, BUT THE RAIN THIS AM WAS A PROBLEM. BY THE TIME I GOT HOME, IT HAD STOPPED AND I JUMPED ON IT. THAT HAS BEEN THE WAY OF THINGS THIS YEAR AND ESPECIALLY THIS MONTH!
FIRST OF ALL, MY BOOKS HAVE ALL BEEN CONSOLIDATED IN ONE PERFECT TEMPERATURE CONTROLLED ENVIRONMENT, NEATLY ORGANIZED AND LOCKED AWAY FOR THE DEALS AHEAD. AFTER MANY YEARS OF PARTNERSHIP WITH MY PRINTER, THEY DECIDED TO JOIN UP WITH ANOTHER AND CLOSE THE DOORS. THIS WAS A BIG DEAL, THEY HAD A LOT OF SPACE AND STILL ARE MOVING OUT. BUT THE MAIN GUY THERE WHO ALWAYS HELPED ME WAS AROUND FOR THE BIG MOVE, AND SO WERE FIVE OTHERS WHO JUST ROCKED IT! I HAVE NEVER SEEN PEOPLE MOVE SO FAST AND EFFICIENTLY, WITH A SMILE ON THEIR FACES. OF COURSE, THEY ARE FRIENDS AND FAMILY, WHO ELSE COULD YOU TRUST WITH SUCH A JOB?
THIS WILL PLAY A BIG ROLE IN THE NEXT YEARS, SINCE MY BELOVED TV SERIES MYSTIC ADVENTURES IN BIG SUR IS NOW OUT IN THE WORLD TO BE SOLD TO SOMEONE FABULOUS, HOPEFULLY SOONER THAN LATER. THE FIRST LOOK WILL COME FROM A VERY FAMOUS AGENCY WHICH IS AMAZING, EVEN IF IT TAKES WAAAAY TO LONG TO GET IN THE QUEUE. HANG TOUGH, AND CROSS YOUR FINGERS.
AND NOT TO BE CONFUSED, THE WINSLOWART TV SHOW IS GEARING UP TO EXPAND INTO NEW AREAS AND MORE GUESTS, WE WANT TO BRING THEM FROM OTHER AREAS AND VENUES, TOURING ARTISTS AND MUSICIANS, SOME ARTY MOGULS, YOU NAME IT. SO DON’T FORGET TO SEND US A SPECIAL GUEST FOR THIS KICKOFF, AND KNOCK THEIR SOX OFF!
IT’S GONNA BE A WILD RIDE HERE IN WINSLOWLAND, BUT I’M READY! SO WISHING YOU JUST THE BEST YEAR OF YOUR LIFE! YOU DESERVE IT! XX:JW
SINCE THIS IS LABOR DAY WEEKEND, AND EVERYONE ELSE IS LOBBING THEIR WILES INTO THE WIND, I DECIDED ITS TIME TO CATCH UP WITH YOU! WHILE ITS TRUE THAT I MAY HAVE BEEN SILENT FOR A BIT, THERE ARE SOME GOOD REASONS…
THE FIRST BEING A CREATIVE SPAN OF MINDS AND TIME THAT CREATED A MONTAGE FOR MY PROPOSED EPISODIC TV SERIES! WORKING WITH MY PRODUCING PARTNER, WE GATHERED OUR THOUGHTS AND DREAMS, MADE A MAP FOR THE MESSAGE AND WENT TO WORK. THE RESULT IS QUITE AMAZING, BUT LET ME JUST SAY THAT MAKING A FILM, TINY OR NOT, IS A HUGE CREATIVE CHALLENGE. NOW ITS FINISHED, AND WILL BELONG TO THE WORLD OF NETWORKS AND SCREENS AND PITCHES. SHALL WE SAY “COMING SOON TO A FLASH DRIVE IN YOUR HOOD?”
HAVING CREATED THIS PART OF THE PACKAGE ABOUT MYSTIC ADVENTURES IN BIG SUR: THE SERIES TAKEN FROM THE BOOKS OF THE SAME NAME, I WILL SOON ADD THE MONTAGE TO THE OTHER LABOROUS PARTS: THE PRECIS, WHICH IS A FRENCH WORD FOR SYNOPSIS OR “SHORT VERSION” OF THE FIRST FOUR BOOKS. THAT IN ITSELF IS A MIND BLOWING JOB, WITH MANY SESSIONS OF COMBING THROUGH THE TOMES FOR A TINY DETAIL YOU MUST HAVE!
ADD TO THAT THE OVERVIEW FOR A BUSY SUIT WHO WANTS A QUICKIE, THE DESCRIPTION OF BIG SUR, AND FINALLY A FABULOUS COLLECTION OF QUOTES FROM THE MASTER MAGNUS TOREN (HENRY MILLER LIBRARY). BETWEEN HUNTER THOMPSON AND HENRY, THE READER WILL EXCLAIM AND REJOICE. GUARANTEED!
SUPPOSING THAT THE CREATIVE MUSE IS A HABIT AS WELL AS A GIFT, MY SOUL HAS NOW TURNED TO THE NEW BOOK, WAITING PATIENTLY IN MY BRAIN FOR A CHANCE TO JUMP ON THE PAGE! I COULD NOT STOP MYSELF, ON THE FIRST DAY OF SEPTEMBER WHEN I HAD A GREEN LIGHT… SO LETS JUST SAY IT’S GOING TO BE A REALLY DOWN HOME FREE FOR ALL AROUND HERE, LABOR ON!
Belinda Review by Joanna Brauer
For The Salinas Californian
The sights, sounds, and ambiance of the ethereal environs of Big Sur are foremost in the story. The author obviously knows and loves the territory well: she herself is an enviro-artist, writer, painter, blogger and TV personality. The “Mystic Adventures” are quite possibly semi-autobiographical!
Audience: anyone interested in the idyllic life, Eastern philosophies, Zen; Gestalt therapies, life close to the Earth and nature; fresh air and the beautiful Big Sur coast.
Signing event: Gala at the Henry Miller Memorial Library, Big Sur, 3 p.m. to 5 p.m., Sunday, July 10
Click Here to read the full review.
Monterey County Weekly Article by Walter Ryce
J.W. Winslow, author of the three-part romance and intrigue novel series Mystic Adventures of Big Sur, brings back the adventurous heroine Dyanna Falconer for a fourth installment (of seven planned), titled Belinda. The daughter of a Hollywood character actor, Winslow grew up in proximity to production crews, screenwriters and movie stars, plenty of inspiration for a “captivating and suspenseful tale of murder, intrigue, mystery and passion in settings from the provocative streets of Beverly Hills to the rugged shore and forests of the Big Sur Coast.” You can find the book (which may contain adult situations, if you know what I mean) at local bookstores, and at Whole Foods.
Click the link to read the article at the Weekly: Belinda Review
OK, I KNOW YOU’VE SEEN THIS BEFORE, SHE HAD A LONG BIRTH, LIVING THROUGH TWO HAIRY MOVES BEFORE THE DEBUT: BUT NOW, HERE WE ARE! I AM SO EXCITED TO INVITE YOU TO WHOLE FOODS MONTEREY ON MAY 29TH FROM NOON TO 3PM: SMALL FAB BITES/VIDEO/SELFIES/READING/PRIZES: FUN! IT HAS BEEN AWHILE SINCE WE HUNG OUT WITH YOU, AND A LOT HAS HAPPENED TO TURN MY HEAD. THE HOUSE OF BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY IS SHINING AROUND ME, THE LAUREL CANYON NORTH OF MONTEREY, WHERE NOW I HAVE GOPHERS JOINING THE PIGEONS, SQUIRRELS, BLUEBIRDS, HOOD KITTY AND SOME WILD GUESTS.
THE WILD GUESTS ARE MY IDEA, AND MOSTLY THE SAME OLD CAST OF CHARACTERS, ADD THE AMAZING POWER GARDENERS, ELECTRICIANS, PLUMBERS, ROOFERS, GUTTER GUYS AND OTHER CRAZIES AND YOU HAVE THE PICTURE. PERFECT JW: MY FRIENDS ARE ENJOYING THE PLACE SO MUCH. NOW THAT I HAVE THE PATHWAYS CLEARED TO MOSEY AROUND AND FIND MY CLOTHES, I AM READY TO ANNOINT MY BEAUTIFUL BELINDA, VOLUME IV OF MYSTIC ADVENTURES IN BIG SUR. SHE HOLDS THE KEYS TO A LOT OF LOOSE ENDS, AND THE PATH TO UNKNOWN DOORS OF PLEASURE AND PAIN. WHOOEEE, EVEN MY ART IS ON THE COVER.
TOMORROW I AM ON MY WAY TO BIG SUR AND THE FABULOUS HENRY MILLER LIBRARY TO SET UP ANOTHER SWEET BOOGIE FOR BELINDA, HOPING TO FIND A LITTLE SUNSHINE AND FEW TOURISTS. GOOD LUCK, HUH? NO WORRIES, MAGNUS WILL TAKE CARE OF ME!AND BY THE WAY, I HAVE ANOTHER PINK BATHROOM HERE IN WONDERLAND, IT JUST TICKLES ME TO DEATH, SLOSHING AROUND IN THE TUB WITH SCENTS FROM WHOLE FOODS. SO WE COME FULL CIRCLE, JUST CHECKIN’ IN, COME AND SEE ME, WILL YA? I’LL PUT YOUR SHOTS ON THE WINSLOWART TV SHOW, JUST FOR FUN.
WHOOEE, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN GIRL? YOU SEEM TO HAVE DROPPED OF THE FACE OF THE EARTH, WHAZZUP? THERE IS ONE SIMPLE WORD FOR IT: MOVING!
THERE IS NOTHING LIKE IT, IS THERE? HERE IS A GREETING FROM MY PINK BATHROOM, AKA, GUEST BATH, LIT FROM THE BRIGHT FLASH OF THE COAST AND SOUND BY THE ROARING WAVES OF BIG BLUE! THE GUYS HATE THIS ROOM AND THE GIRLS LOVE IT, FIGURES, HUH? NO MATTER HOW COOL WE BECOME, WE ARE STILL STEREOTYPICAL MALES AND FEMALES. IN ALL HONESTY, THIS HAS BEEN THE TIME OF MY LIFE, GOOD, BAD AND UGLY. FOR SOME REASON, I VIEW IT AS A CHALLENGE TO MY SOUL AND GRIT, WITH ALL THE ROADBLOCKS OF A NEW LIFE. DELVING INTO BOXES PACKED HELTER SKELTER BY A GANG OF RUFFIANS (MORE ABOUT THAT ANOTHER TIME) AND SORTING OUT MY LIFE HAS BEEN TOTALLY AWESOME. WHO IS THIS PERSON I THOUGHT I KNEW? WHERE DID SHE GET SO MANY SHOES AND VASES AND PILLOWS?
PROBABLY THE COOLEST OF ALL WAS GIVING SOME WONDERFUL COOKWEAR TO A FAMILY I LOVE, KNOWING SUPERB MORSELS WILL EMERGE FROM THOSE COPPER PANS! THE LAST BOX I OPENED CONTAINED TREASURES OF MY MOTHER, SECRETLY PACKED AWAY YEARS AGO! I GUESS IT WAS TIME TO SET OUT THE BEAUTIFUL MEMORIES OF MY CHILDHOOD, AND COME FULL CIRCLE.
WISHING YOU A MEMORABLE MEMORIAL DAY, AND HOPING YOU WILL SIT FOR A MINUTE TO APPRECIATE YOUR LIFE, JUST AS IT IS. MAKING A NEW ONE IS REALLY AMAZING, AND LIVING IN THE MOMENT TAKES YOU THERE.
LOTS OF LOVE,
YEAH, YEAH, YOU THINK I’M GOING ON ABOUT SOME YOYO BODY THING, DON’T YOU? WELL, NO, THIS IS REGARDING THE HUGE WEIGHT THAT IS LIFTING BY MAGIC AS I CLEAN OUT SEVEN YEARS OF NESTING/CREATING/LOVING! ALL OF IT IS STORED IN MY SWEET CASTLE ON THE GREENS, AS THE GOLFERS STROLL BY AND BIG SWANKY EVENTS ROCK THE FOREST, I HAVE A QUIET TIME TO DO TWO VERY IMPORTANT THINGS IN TANDEM: FINISH MY FOURTH BOOK AND PREPARE FOR THE BIG MOVE! THIS IS THE NEXT STAGE OF MY LIFE, AND NEVER HAVE I BEEN SO AWARE.
I KNEW WHEN I TOOK THIS ON THAT IT WOULD BE SCARY, BUT HOW CAN YOU BE SCARED OF YOURSELF? WELL, EASY: OPEN A BAG STUFFED BACK IN THE CLOSET AND FIND SOMETHING YOU FORGOT YOU HAD. THIS IS THE ESSENCE OF CLEARING THE DECKS, FOR THERE IS A LOT COMING DOWN THE PIKE.I GIVE YOU A TASTE OF THE MOOD, WHILE MY SOUL DANCES AROUND THE ROOM, THINKING OF WHAT TO ELIMINATE FIRST. IN THE EARLY HOURS OF THIS ADVENTURE, THERE ARE SEVERAL BAGS OF CLOTHES ALREADY PACKED FOR THE THRIFT SHOP: SOMEBODY IS GETTING LUCKY. WHEN YOU HAVE THE RIGHT ATTITUDE, YOU TRY ON THE CLOTHES SAVED FROM ANOTHER ERA, BE IT LAST WEEK OR LAST YEAR. HOW COULD I POSSIBLY WEAR THAT AGAIN, I WONDER?
I GUESS MY TV SHOW CALLED WINSLOWART HAS SOMETHING TO DO WITH THIS, I HAVE A RESPONSIBILITY TO MY VIEWERS AFTER ALL. NOW THAT IT’S “LEGS SEASON” AS MY BRONX FRIEND CALLS IT, LITTLE DRESSES REAPPEAR AND COOL SHORTS AND SUCH. THE BRIGHEST COLORS WORK FOR SPRING, AND ORCHIDS WAIT OUTSIDE THE DOOR.
IN THE MEANTIME, I CHILL IN THE AFTERNOON AND PAGE/READ THE MANUSCRIPT, GASPING AT SOME OF THE ANTICS OF THE CHARACTERS WHO ALWAYS SURPRISE ME. FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO KNOW DYANNA, YOU GOT A REAL SHOCK COMING. FOR THOSE WHO DON’T, NO TIME TO WASTE. GO TO WWW.JWWINSLOW.COM AND TASTE THE WORDS. THEN ORDER AND I’LL SIGN A REAL BOOK, IF YOU LIKE. STAY WITH ME, I’M COUNTING ON IT!
OK, LOOK CLOSELY: I MAY BE THE ONLY SURVIVING SOUL IN THE FOREST TODAY WHO IS NOT AT THE BIG GOLF TOURNEY! WHY IS THIS SO UNUSUAL, WELL, IF YOU HAVE EVER BEEN HERE, OR HEARD OF THE AT&T PRO AM, YOU KNOW IT ATTRACTS THOUSANDS UPON THOUSANDS, WHO PARK ON MY WILD ROAD, SO I CAN’T WALK AND SEE THE OCEAN, AMONG OTHER THINGS. THEN THEY ALSO PARK AT THE BEACH, AND LEAVE THEIR CARS SO NOBODY CAN SURF OR RIDE A BIKE, ALL MY OCEAN FRIENDS DISAPPEAR.
NOW YOU MAY ASSUME THAT THIS ALLOWS FOR A CERTAIN AMOUNT OF PARANOIA, BUT I’M USED TO IT. I WAS THINKING TODAY AS I CLEANED MY HOUSE ON A WARM SUMMER-LIKE DAY, THAT I HAVE NEVER ATTENDED ONE OF THESE PHENOMS. I HAVE BEEN HERE FOR TWENTY SIX YEARS ON THE CENTRAL COAST, AND SEVEN OF THEM AT PEBBLE BEACH. I WILL SOON BE DELETED FROM EVERY LIST OF VIPS, SO PLEASE PLAN TO ATTEND MY DEMISE ON THAT RESPECT.
SERIOUSLY, NO WORRIES, I TAKE THE ALTERNATE ROUTE AND HEAD UP THE BEACH, ONTO THE BOARDWALK, OVER THE SWEET EMPTY COURSES OF SPANISH BAY. STROLLING THROUGH THERE ON A HOLIDAY LIKE THIS IS FABULOUS, YOU ALMOST HAVE THE PLACE TO YOURSELF! HA! YES, THAT WAS ME AROUND ONE PM, WHILE A FEW LADIES LUNCHED. SO JUST WANTED TO CHECK IN WITH THE WORLD AND SAY I AM FINE, DINNER IS ON THE GRILL AND MY HEART IS HAPPY. I MADE SOME DECISIONS TODAY, CLEANED UP THE PHYSICAL AND MENTAL DETRITUS. SO HAPPY BIRDIE, OR BOGEY, OR WHATEVER IT TAKES TO MAKE SOME POINTS! I AM THRILLED WITH THE MONEY YOU SPEND FOR OUR COMMUNITY, AND THE FACT THAT WHEN YOU HAVE GONE HOME, WE GET OUT LIVES BACK!
SO GOODBYE AND GOOD LUCK, DUFFERS AND FANS!
LOTS OF LOVE, XX:JW
SOMETIMES THE BIG THINGS DON’T SEEM SO SCARY WHEN YOU FACE THEM HEAD ON. WHY DO WE AVOID GOING TO THE DENTIST OR THE DOC, AND MOST OF ALL, THE DERMO(TOLOGIST)? IN OUR SECRET LITTLE BRAINS, WE KNOW THERE IS SOMETHING TO BE DISCOVERED, DON’T WE? IT’S WORSE TO WAIT AND FRET THAN GO AND GET OVER IT!
NO, I’M NOT A POET AND DON’T KNOW IT, HAHAHA, I HAVE A GREAT POEM FOR YOU ON THE PAGES OF THIS SITE, UNDER POETRY. I WRITE ABOUT THE FABULOUS ROCK SCULLY, WHO MANAGED THE GRATEFUL DEAD FOR A LONG TIME, AND “LED THE LIFE” AS MY FRIEND TOM SAYS. HIS JOURNEY ENDED RECENTLY AND THERE WERE A LOT OF SORRY HEARTS, BUT THEY ALL GATHERED TO REJOICE IN A FINE MANNER! HOORAY FOR THE DEADHEADS AND THEIR ATTITUDE ABOUT KARMA. IT’S GONNA GET YA, REGARDLESS!
SO I COME TO YOU TODAY A BIT WOUNDED, WITH A BANDAGE THE SIZE OF TEXAS ON MY FINE LITTLE LEG, AND I DESERVE TO BE QUIET AND THOUGHTFUL, DON’T I? YOU TAKE FOR GRANTED BEING ABLE TO DANCE AND RUN AND WALK MILES, AND HAVE GREAT SEX WITHOUT WORRYING, HUH? JUST REMEMBER THAT WHEN YOU CANCEL THAT CHECKUP, KIDS! GO AND FACE THE MUSIC, GET THE WISDOM TEETH PULLED, HAVE A MAMMOGRAM AND PROSTATE TEST, BE WELL.
YOU ARE SO WORTH IT!
LOTS OF LOVE,
WHO HOO, I HAVE NOT SEEN YOU FOR A LONG LONG TIME. MOANING ABOUT THE BIG CRASH, IN MARCH. POOR BABY, I WAS BERIFT, WORRIED/SCARED/HELPLESS/PRAYING. HAVE YOU EVER LOST A BOOK? I THOUGHT THAT WAS MY FATE. OF COURSE, MY TECH WIZZARDS HAD ME ON CARBONITE, SO I WAS GOOD, BUT TRY AND TELL YOURSELF THAT ON A SLEEPLESS NIGHT. NOW I HAVE A BATTERY BACKUP UNDER THE DESK (JUST FOR GOOD MEASURE), CARBONITE, A FEW DISCS WHEN I WAS PARANOID, AND THE POWER WAS ABOUT TO GO OFF DURING THE RECENT PINEAPPLE EXPRESS. WHAT NEXT?
I SOUND LIKE SUCH A WEENIE, SORRY ABOUT THAT. MY STOCK IN TRADE IS NOT SUCH A FLABBY EXCUSE FOR COURAGE, BUT YOU GOTTA BE REAL AND HONEST WITH A BLOG. AFTER ALL, WHAT’S IT FOR IF NOT TO GIVE A PEEK INSIDE?
HAPPILY ON THE OTHER SIDE, THE BOOK IS FINISHED, I HAVE A NEW COMPUTER, BIG HUGE MONITOR WHERE EVERYTHING IS BIGGER THAN LIFE, GREAT SOUND SYSTEM WITH BOTH MACHINES. I HAVE BEGUN THE FIRST EDIT AND SEE THAT MY CRASH AND BURN EXPERIENCE WAS VALUBLE IN ONE RESPECT: I AM SO THANKFUL FOR MY WORK, AND WANT IT TO BE THE BEST I CAN EVER DO. I WILL NEVER TAKE THAT FOR GRANTED AGAIN, PROMISE.
WISHING YOU THE MOST BEAUTIFUL NEW YEAR, AND BEGGING YOU TO TAKE ME BACK…
NOT REALLY, WE’RE NOT AT THAT STAGE YET, ARE WE? I’M JAMMIN ON TWITTER AND READY TO ROCK THE WORLD THIS YEAR WITH A NEW TV SERIES, SO YOU BETTER STAY TUNED.
AND LOTS OF LOVE,
OK, SO IT’S ONLY APPROPRIATE THAT I WRITE ABOUT THE WINSLOW CRASH OF 2014 ON THE
NIGHT OF THE SUPERMOON! TOUCHE, THEY SAY! IT TOOK ME AN HOUR JUST TO LOG IN TO THIS
SITE, SINCE YOU MAY KNOW THAT THE OLD PLACES DON’T RECOGNIZE THE NEW COMPUTER:)
JUST ONE OF THOSE HAPPY LITTLE THINGS THAT TAKE A BIT OF GETTING USED TO. MY WEB
GENIUS ALSO POSTED MY POEM SOMEWHERE IN HERE, BUT I CAN’T FIND IT. SURPRISE! AFTER
THE SCARE OF LOSING MY NEW BOOK, NOTHING COULD REALLY CAPTURE THAT ANGST, SO NO
WORRIES! NOW I SEEM TO HAVE THIS VERY ODD SKIPPING ABOUT OF THE WIFI AND SPEED
THAT GOES FROM FAST TO DREARY. ALL THAT REQUIRES PATIENCE, WHICH IS NOT ONE OF MY
STRONG SUITS, BUT I AM LEARNING ABOUT THAT TOO. LUCKY FOR ME, SHE IS BUSY GETTING
READY TO MOVE INTO A FAB NEW HOUSE, SO I HAVE HER ATTENTION:)
I DON’T THINK WE REALIZE HOW MUCH WE COME TO DEPEND UPON OTHERS FOR OUR
WELFARE UNTIL THE HIGH WIRE ACT OF LIFE ACTS UP. THAT’S WHEN YOU KNOW HOW GOOD
IT IS TO HAVE ALL THOSE “PRIVATE PHONE NUMBERS”, HAHAHA! YOU SAID I COULD CALL YOU
ANYTIME, SOHERE I AM AT 4AM! NOT REALLY CRAZY TONITE, JUST A BIT MAD, THE FORCES OF
NATURE ARE BATHING THE GREEN EXPANSE BEHIND ME IN A BRIGHT FULL BLAST OF LIGHT
WHICH PROVES ONCE AGAIN THAT WE ARE BUT MORTALS HERE, DOING OUR TIME. THE POST
SCRIPT IS A FABULOUS NEW BIG SCREEN FOR MY UTUBE FILMS, NEW CHAPTERS ALREADY IN
THE BOOKS AND THIS GREAT NEW TOM PETTY MUSIC CALLED THE HYPNOTIC EYE!
Not sure when my slant on life began to slide toward the feminine. It has always been my way to support the women in my life, and come to think of it, they have guided my stars from the beginning. It was my glamorous Aunt who taught me how to dream a look, and take a chance. It was my mother who taught me to be stubbornly courageous, and my grandmother who loved me back from all my tears, long ago. I believe it was my Paternal Grandmother who influenced me most, in a peculiar way, since I never met her. She was a rebellious strong woman who created a job for her family when there was none, who wrote columns for a famous newspaper and influenced those who knew her in an amazing fashion. She came from a sultry southern family, steeped in arts and libel, full of strong women and spicy dish.
Now that I find the path to seek and enjoy the work of artists and other creative sources, I am drawn to the bravado of those who take no prisoners. Sometimes I am shocked at what I see, and mostly in awe, because there is a separation between the leaders and the followers. For women, in particular, it takes someone who has nothing to lose to create that drive to rise above the crowd. When you see it, you know immediately that you are in for something special!
Click here to read the poem.
The performance described in my WEBSONGS poem called ART MODEL was one of those shining times when I recognized a different kind of courage. It was unexpected, and breathtaking. I know I can do a lot of things if I put my mind to it, but she exposed herself visually as well as literally as to lay naked at your feet. That I don’t think I could ever do.
Maybe I am doing it now, by my unabashed homage. So go girl, every one of you out there, and give us a thrill. We deserve it.
Well I can’t even describe the smile on my face when I can back from a full day of snorkeling, cave diving, spear fishing, a little frolicking, dinner, drinks and a game of dominoes to find a warm hearted blog post from my good friend back home. Vacation is wonderful and it’s even better when you know there are good people who care about you when you make it back to the real world. I love my real world and I love my peeps! XO J-Dub!!
MY SACRED BELOVED WEBMASTER IS FROLICKING IN MEXICO, SWIMMING THE WATERS OF PUERTA VALLARTA AND EATING FANCY TACOS, WHILE I SEARCH MADLY FOR THE LINK TO MY LAST WEBSONGS BLAST FROM JUNE 1! IT IS CALLED “LINENS AND LACE” AND DESCRIBES MY ADVENTURES WHILE DIVING INTO THE DREADED DARK CAVERN IN THE HALLWAY WHICH CONTAINS MY FAMILY HISTORY IN FABRICS!
SUCH A DEAL. SO I FIND THIS LINK ON FACEBOOK, LIKE SHE TOLD ME, AND I COPY IT. SEEMS PRETTY EASY, BUT WILL IT WORK?
OK, MJ! HOW LONG WILL IT TAKE YOU TO SEE THIS:):):)
P.S.; THIS IS NOT MJ IN THE PHOTO, BUT WHO WILL KNOW THE DIFFERENCE? STAY TUNED:)
I was forced to face up to some tough choices in April, and flew into a tizzy about the confusion and hopeless mess of everything changing at once! Not sure why this happens, but it seems to come in spurts, or maybe PHASES is a better word? the muse doesn’t want me to get TOO happy, God forbid, so both my TV shows went down, (through no fault of my own), no production facility, to on-air guests, no blasts to remind the fans. NOTHING!
The first few days were kind of relaxing, I could feel my body chill out. I was sleeping like a baby, dreaming of peaches and cherry blossoms and savory men. Of course, the WINSLOW fireball came rolling back, and then I was alarmed. People were calling, and sending notes; WHERE ARE YOU? And better yet, where are your wonderful guests?
In the meantime, I dipped my toes into the world of fundraising for a wonderful project in the theater of the Museum of Monterey, where AMP media (public TV for the central coast and the WORLD) wants to broadcast live shows! Public invited, audiences culled from visitors to the area, friends, fans of the guests, you name it. Not to bore you, but that area is WAY harder than you would think. everyone who has money is constantly asked to “help out”, and the really big spenders have a system within the Grants area, which takes a genius to maneuver.
So today I find myself back on track with a new show coming soon, a new set and host: AMP MEDIA, who noticed my work a long times ago. We will be on the air on May 15th, but you must go to my website and see what the wizard has done:)
Lots of love,
To read the new Websongs click here!
Gotta wonder today about the sanity of the world, walking on a beach that is totally empty, Saturday afternoon, where is everyone? HA, WELL YOU DON’T KNOW, DO YOU?
Unless you live here, the AT&T Pro Am golf tourney may not be a familiar event, but anyone local knows we are totally OVERRUN with the guests! Particularly if you live in “the forest” which is what we call Pebble Beach, you are quite aware of the preparations, beginning months ago.
The army of volunteers who assist at the tournament, which features celebrity golfers as well as the pros, is tremendous in their effort to make everyone feel comfy. Then there is the Pebble Beach Company staff and crew, all first rate folks, who attend to the every need of the visitors. By the time the games begin, early in the week, thousands of hours have been logged to prepare. It is QUITE A SHOW!
MEANWHILE, we hide out in unlikely places like home, use alternate routes, watch the news and play on TV! If you are like me, the golf course is your back yard, so just wake up and watch them tee off! I found several stray balls this morning on my usual garden tour, NO WORRIES, they missed the bedroom window:)
My answer to the BIG SHOW is to escape to my favorite place, BIG BLUE, the majestic Pacific, which normally is crowded with tourists. During the tourney, no tourists are allowed, since we are up to the HILT with bodies, so I am left to wander the KELP-RIDDEN SANDS alone, walk the boardwalk, wander SPANISH BAY, and slip home on the empty roads.
Best of all, I am happy to report a new CECILE BRUNNER, which has bloomed on schedule today, amidst the rain and wind, and golf balls and drought, WHO KNEW! Ain’t it grand?
We have the sun today, after a tiny tiny rain. who knew? this will be a special time because I have a new poem for my girl, who is spending her first valentines day in Heaven! it will be a sweet time, she is safe and happy and her dad is doing well!
P.S. HE WILL BE SURPRISED TODAY WHEN I SEND OUT A BLAST ABOUT CHELLE PIE, SO STAY TUNED. YOU WILL FIND THE POEM AT www.jwwinslow.com CLICK ON POEMS!
How to explain a Christmas in a place I hate, with someone I love dearly, watching a painful experience for her, and her dad, it is a very difficult time for them and for me. You watch and try to help, you decorate the tree, you make enchiladas without meat, which they all tease you about, and who cares about that stuff?
The real story is a twenty four year old girl turned woman, removed from her life on her eighteenth birthday in a tragic accident, never to return. She lives on this planet, she breathes and takes nourishment and walks with her family in a very special wheelchair on these sunny strange Christmas days. It is heartbreaking to witness, to live in a room where she is present 24/7, to see her pictures and photos and know she will never be there again. Most of all, her father has dedicated himself to her wellbeing, and cares for her with the help of some trusted people.
If I had to say which makes me feel worse, I’m not sure. Probably that she cannot breathe very well, all of a sudden, and sounds so terribly congested. But then I watch him take charge and spend his life caring for her, never complaining, happy that she is alive.
This year, after all the cold snap, one amazing rose remained in his garden. It was a miracle rose, huge and bright orange, what a surprise. So we concentrated on that, natures little blessing to be thankful for, along with each other. How do you deal with a life you cannot control? I guess the answer is we don’t really control anything, so you take it day by day, minute by minute, and laugh your ass off when there’s a good reason.
That’s what we do, it has saved us every time.
I WONDER IF YOU HAVE SEEN ANY OF THE FILM WE DID AT THE RECENT FEST? TAKE A LOOK!
AH, THE WARS BETWEEN MEN AND WOMEN, THE DIFFERENCES, THE NEVER ENDING DISCUSSIONS THAT SURROUND OUR LIVES TOGETHER! IN THE TIME AFTER THE WORDS AND MUSIC SHOWS, I HAVE BEEN WAITING TO SEE THE FILM (JUST NOW GOT A PEEK AT THE “ROUGH CUT”) AND WONDERING WHAT THE PATH WILL BE.
IT WAS A LONG HAUL OVER THE SPRING AND SUMMER BOOK TOUR, AND I WILL ADMIT I PUT MUCH OF THE EMOTIONAL DEBRIS ASIDE FOR ANOTHER TIME. BEST NOT TO DWELL ON SUCH THINGS WHILE ON THE ROAD, YA KNOW?
NOW THERE ARE HINTS AT NEW PATHS FOR ME, PEOPLE ENTERING THE STAGE WITH IDEAS AND SCHEMES, THINGS I DID NOT EXPECT. IN THE MEANTIME, MY GREATEST COMFORT LIES WITHIN THE NEW PAGES OF BOOK NUMBER FOUR, OTHERWISE KNOWN AS MYSTIC ADVENTURES IN BIG SURE, VOLUME IV! I CAN’T TELL YOU THE TITLE YET, TOO CLOSE TO THE VEST:) I WILL SAY THIS: THE ACTION STARTS ON THE FIRST PAGE, AND DYANNA IS CHALLENGED TO PROVE HERSELF. WHAT ELSE IS NEW?
I’M EXCITED, AND PAINTING TWO NEW PIECES OF ART. ONE IS FOR MY BROTHER, HIS BIRTHDAY GIFT, AND THE CANVAS MATCHES HIS BEAUTIFUL GLASS BOTTLE. THEY SHINE OUT IN THE LIGHT OF THE LOGGIA, WHERE I SAVE MY SOUL EVERY DAY.
HERE’S THE NEW WEBSONGS POEM AND STORY!
To go to the Websongs link, click here!
ADMITTEDLY, I HAVE BEEN RELUCTANT TO JUMP BACK INTO THE FRAY OF THE WORDS & MUSIC EVENTS, IT HAS BEEN SUCH A LOVELY QUIET TIME SINCE THEN. SOMETIMES YOU PUT YOURSELF INTO A SPACE WHERE YOU WILL TAKE ON THE WORLD IF NECESSARY, WHICH I DID FOR THAT PERIOD OF TIME. ACTUALLY, FOR THE ENTIRE SUMMER, THE BOOK TOUR, ALL THE WORK INVOLVED. THE WEBSONGS POEM IS DELIGHTFULLY ACCURATE ABOUT THE CIRCUMSTANCES, BEAUTIFUL, TOUGH AND EXCITING.
I HAVE NEVER DONE A LIVE PERFORMANCE ON THIS LEVEL, READING FOR A LONG TIME FROM MY BOOKS, WORKING WITH A WONDERFUL GROUP OF MUSICIANS… AND THEN THERE WAS THE PLANNING WITH TOM, MY MUSIC PARTNER AND CO-CONSPIRITOR. NOW THAT I HAVE HAD HAD A CHANCE TO BREATHE, THE NEW DAYS OF INDIAN SUMMER ARE A BALM TO MY SOUL, AND I HAVE BEGUN TO REALIZE WHO I REALLY AM AGAIN. I SUPPOSE PUSHING YOURSELF TO THE LIMIT IS GOOD FOR THE TRUE GRIT OF LIFE, YOU LOOK BACK AND KNOW YOU CAN DO IT! NOW I AM WRITING A NEW BOOK, MAKING A GLORIOUS PAINTED BOTTLE FOR MY BROTHER’S BIRTHDAY AND A MATCHING CANVAS FOR ??
THE COLORS ARE OUTRAGEOUS, AND THE PAINTING IS UNLIKE ANY I HAVE DONE BEFORE. PERHAPS ALL THIS OUT OF THE BOX WORK DID SOMETHING WILD: YA THINK?
To go to the Websongs link, click here!
I CAN’T BELIEVE I JUST LOST THE NAKED LADIES:0 WELL, HERE’S THE DEAL: I’M CLEANING TODAY FOR THIS BIG PARTY, AND THE VACUUM TOTALLY STOPS FOR GOOD! I AM USING THE DUST BUSTER:) MY BOOKS ARRIVED FROM THIS FANCY STORE, ALL TRASHED AND WITH SOME ADDITIONAL TOMES I HAVE NEVER SEEN! I GOT THREE MESSAGES FROM UNITED THIS MORNING THAT THE NEW YORK FLIGHT OF TOM WAS DELAYED, SO NOW WHAT? I GUESS LOOSING THE THREE WEEK OLD WEBSONGS POST ISN’T THE END OF THE WORLD, HUH? ARE YOU COMING TO MY WORDS AND MUSIC SHOW? ROCK ON! HERE’S TOM AND ME, BEING COOL.
WHEN I WROTE ABOUT MY SECRET ADMIRATION FOR THE MERMAID HOUSE, IT FELT A BIT LIKE I HAD BETRAYED MYSELF. AFTER ALL, THESE THINGS ARE YEARNINGS OF THE SOUL, MAYBE AN IMAGE THAT SLIDES OUT OF YOUR MIND IN A SUBTLE WAY. YOU FEEL LIKE YOU’VE BEEN THERE BEFORE? YOU CAN PICTURE THE SOFT LIGHT AND INTERIOR WALLS.
AN ASIDE TO THIS STORY IS THE FACT THAT MY EARLY LIFE WAS FULL OF SPANISH STYLE HOUSES AND PALM TREES, THAT’S L.A.! MY DAD USED TO TAKE ME TO THE HILLSIDE HOME OF A GUY WHO WAS A FAMOUS OLD ACTOR WHO PLAYED DAGWOOD BUMSTEAD IN THE MOVIES. I HAD NO CLUE, BUT I DO RECALL THE WINDING DRIVEWAY AND SHADY SPOOKY ROOMS, A LA SUNSET BOULEVARD.
THE PEBBLE BEACH VERSION OF THESE HOMES IS A BIT MORE FORMAL AND OFTEN SURROUNDED BY FABULOUS SETTINGS LIKE A GOLF COURSE OR BEACH SCAPE. NATURALLY MY IMAGINATION RAN WILD ABOUT THE OCCUPANTS, AND WHEN I FINALLY SPOKE TO THE MAN HIMSELF, WELL: WOW! HE TOLD ME THE STORY, THE WORKS, WHILE KEEPING A FAST PACE ON THE WILD ROAD!
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WHILE SUNDAY IS SUPPOSED TO BE A DAY OF REST AND FUN, THERE IS ANOTHER TWIST ON MY PART:IT’S CLEANUP DAY! THE HOUSE, THE BRAIN, THE DECISIONS, AND THE ONGOING WAR OF THE WINSLOWS! I KNOW, I KNOW, WE ALL HAVE THESE THINGS, BUT THIS PARTICULAR FAMILY HAS A PROBLEM WITH TECHNO!
ONE LIKES TO TEXT, ONE LIKES TO TALK, ONE LIKES E-MAIL, YOU GET THE PICTURE. AND NOBODY TALKS TO EACH OTHER, THEY GO BETWEEN ONE OR THE OTHER, SO IT’S ALL HEARSAY IN SOME WAY. WHAT A PAIN IN THE ASS.
SORRY, BUT THAT’S THE IDEA THAT CROSSES MY MIND WHEN THE TIME TO HASH OUT THE WEEKS GRIEF COMES AROUND. THIS PERIOD IS USUALLY SUNDAY MORNING, LAUNDRY TIME, GAZING OUT THE LOGGIA GLASS AT THE DEER AND THE GOLFERS, LISTENING TO MORE AND MORE STINGING STORIES.
I HAVE TRIED TO HELP, I HAVE TRIED TO STAY QUIET, I HAVE TRIED EVERYTHING… AND NOW I AM SHARING MY PECULIAR AVERSION TO FAMILY FIGHTS WITH YOU. IF YOU ARE IN THIS NASTY CLUB, LET’S ALL SEND UP A CHEER FOR THOSE GROUPS OF PEOPLE BORN TOGETHER WHO ACTUALLY HAVE SOME FUN WITH EACH OTHER:)
I RETREAT TO THE OTHER SIDE OF MY LIFE, WHERE THINGS ARE FONDLY SOFT AND MY BROTHER TELLS TALES OF THE GIGANTES BIG WIN LAST NIGHT: A NO HITTER! YUP, IT’S COME TO THIS: BASEBALL COMFORTS ME, ITS SO NORMAL!
THERE COMES A TIME IN A PROJECT WHERE YOU STOP DREAMING AND START DOING. I AM NOT ONE TO HOLD BACK WHEN IT COMES TO THE CREATIVE URGE TO WORK, AND TODAY I BEGAN A PROCESS THAT IS BOTH NEW AND FABULOUS TO ME. I PICKED UP THE FIRST BEAUTIFUL POSTER FOR THE UPCOMING WORDS AND MUSIC SHOW I WILL BE DOING WITH VIRTUOSO TOM AYRES AND THE MYSTIC BAND. HE HAS WRITTEN TWO SUITES OF MUSIC FOR THE BIG SUR TRILOGY, AND NOW WE PERFORM THE SCHEMES WE HAVE PLANNED FOR MONTHS.
HE IS OFF ON HIS OWN PATH, PLAYING SESSIONS AND GIGS WHILE I FIGURE OUT WHERE WE WILL BE AND HOW WE WILL ACCOMPLISH THIS FEAT. WE MEET SOMEWHERE IN THE MIDDLE, THE PLACE WHERE ALL THE GOOD STUFF HAPPENS.
SO I WANDER AND SIT AND DANCE IN THE DREARY SUMMERTIME OF PEBBLE BEACH, FASCINATED WITH THIS PLETHORA OF MUSIC. WHERE DID IT COME FROM? NOW WE MUST MATCH IT UP TO THE WORDS, AND TAKE THE AUDIENCE ON A JOURNEY.
COME WITH ME…
TO SAY THAT SHARING YOUR LIFE IS EASY OR FUN WOULD BE SHEER FOLLY AT TIMES. WHEN YOU CHOOSE THE LIFE OF AN ARTIST OR WRITER, THERE IS A SUBCONSICOUS DECISION: TRUTH OR NOT? WE ALL KNOW THOSE PENS THAT ARE DESIGNED TO FOOL US, OR PLAY WITH OUR MINDS. A LINE OF COMEDY IS ALWAYS WELCOME, OR A TOUCHING TALE.
WHEN I BEGAN THE WEBSONGS POEMS FIFTEEN YEARS AGO, I HAD NO IDEA WHO WOULD READ THEM, I WAS JUST HAPPY TO BE IN THIS NEW DEAL, COMMUNICATING ON THE INTERNET! WOW, HOW COOL WAS THAT? MAGIC, FUN, SCARY, PERFECT!
SURE, A LOT HAS CHANGED, BUT IN THE LONG RUN, LEAVING A VOICE IN THE CLOUD WITH YOUR FINGERPRINT MAY HAVE CONSEQUENCES YOU CAN NOT IMAGINE. MAYBE IN A THOUSAND YEARS, SOMEONE WILL BE SORTING THROUGH THE ARCHIVES… NOW THAT IS A THEORY, ISN’T IT? WE WILL BE SO TERRIBLY ANTIQUATED BY THEN, BUT ACTUALLY, THAT’S PROBABLY TRUE RIGHT NOW. HOT OFF THE PRESS, NEXT DAY, NEW STUFF!
PLEASE ENJOY THE STORY OF MILBANK STREET, MY FATHER’S PASSION AND DREAM. YOU CAN CLICK ON THE LINK BELOW AND LIVE IN MY TINY LITTLE SHOES FOR A BIT… SO WATCH OUT, WE WILL MEET AGAIN!
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NORMALLY I AM NOT MOVED MUCH ONE WAY OR ANOTHER BY THE CELEBRITY CHAOS THAT SLAMS IN AND OUT, IT’S MY FAULT FOR BEING A POP/NEWS JUNKIE. HOWEVER, WHEN JAMES GANDOLFINI BIT THE DUST IN ITALY, I WAS REALLY SAD. HE COULDN’T BE GONE, COULD HE? I JUST WATCHED MY NORMAL SLICE OF THE SOPRANOS RERUNS LAST NIGHT! I WAS GETTING SO USED TO HIM.
OK, I ADMIT IT: I’M A BAD-BOY GIRL, ALWAYS HAVE BEEN ATTRACTED TO THOSE SHAMELESS LOVERS AND GRITTY GUYS WHO DON’T BOTHER TO NOTICE ME. I KNOW I’M NOT ALONE IN THIS, BUT IT TAKES SOMETHING LIKE THIS GIANT OF A MAN LEAVING THE PLANET TO GET ME TO TALK ABOUT IT.
THEY SAY HE WOULD HAVE HATED ALL THE ATTENTION, SPLASHED OVER THE WORLD’S MEDIA, BUT REALLY, MOST OF US JUST LOVED HIM TO DEATH! IT’S THE VULNERABILITY, THE PRETENDING TO BE BAD, THE GUY WHOSE MOTHER RUINED HIM. ON AND ON.
THE BEST PART IS THAT HE WAS ON HIS WAY TO SICILY, WHICH IS TRULY MY FAVORITE DESTINATION. I KNOW THE DIVINE BLUE WATERS WILL ACCEPT HIS SOUL, AND NURTURE HIM!
SO IN HONOR OF MR. G, I SET UP A SPECIAL “OFFICE LOUNGE” IN MY GARDENS, WHILE I GET READY FOR A BIG PARTY TO COME IN SEPTEMBER! I CAN JUST SEE HIM SITTING IN THIS GIANT CHAIR UP ON THE KNOLL, SMOKING A CIGAR AND LOOKING OUT AT THE DEER AND THE GOLFERS.
COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS TODAY, IF YOU ARE STILL BREATHING:)
P.S. HERE IS A SHOT OF ME AT THE OUTSIDE LANDS FEST, WHERE THE BADDEST OF BOYS RESIDE!
MOTHER NATURE PULLED OUT THE STOPS TODAY FOR ALL THE DADS TO CELEBRATE! THEY WERE ON BIKES WITH THEIR KIDS, ON THE BEACH DIGGING HOLES FOR SAND CASTLES, AND GENERALLY HANGING OUT. THE ABSENT ONES WERE UNDOUBTEDLY IN THE BACK YARD FLIPPING BURGERS OR WATCHING GOLF, BUT YOU CAN BE SURE EVERYONE WHO HAS ONE TOOK NOTE.
FOR MY PART, THE MEDIA TOUR I HAVE BEEN ON FOR SIX WEEKS FEATURED MANY HOURS OF CHAT WITH FOLKS ALL OVER THE COUNTRY WHO WANTED TO KNOW WHAT IT WAS LIKE TO BE DICK WINSLOW’S DAUGHTER! I DIDN’T THINK IT WOULD BE HARD TO REMEMBER, SINCE HE WAS BIGGER THAN LIFE FROM THE MOMENT I ARRIVED ON THE SCENE. I CAN’T RECALL MY DAD EVER REALLY SITTING STILL UNLESS HE WAS SLEEPING, WHICH HE DID IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE. IT WAS THE ART OF A CHILD ACTOR, HONED FROM HOURS ON THE SET WHERE YOU HAVE A LOT OF WAITING.
I HAVE ADDED A PHOTO OF HIM AS A YOUNG MUSICIAN, WHICH WAS THE LIFE FOR WHICH HE WAS KNOWN, IN ADDITION TO THE MOVIES. HIS ONE MAN BAND BECAME LEGEND AT PLACES LIKE DISNEYLAND AND KNOTTS BERRY FARM, AS WELL AS MANY FILMS. HE JUST LOVED TO BE “ON”…
SO HERE’S TO YOU, DAD, WE ORDERED A SPECIAL DAY FOR YOU, AND YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN SITTING OUT BY THE POOL WITH YOUR REFLECTOR, LIKE PAULIE IN THE SOPRANOS, TANNING THE HANDSOME FACE THAT NEVER SEEMED TO GET OLD. I KNOW YOU ARE SMILING UP THERE, YOU’RE ON!!
HAVE A WONDERFUL FATHER’S DAY!
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To say that this has been an interesting and exciting time in the history of FRESH ART and J.W. Winslow would be an understatement! We are in the midst of a MEDIA TOUR, which means live appearances and radio/TV shows to boot. It has been quite a stretch rising at 4AM for shows in the hinterlands of the Right Coast, the charming Midwest, the sexy south and parts in between.
So each month I publish a poem that reflects this life, which began many years ago with SENSUAL INDIGO, my first book. I wanted my friends and followers to understand the SET UP, which is a bit of a tale in itself. For those of you who are not yet on our HIT list, I have provided a copy of the WEBSONGS message at the top. I am finding that there are a lot of BIBLIOPHILES out there, those of you who love real books… the touch, the feel, the weight. This is a happy thing, because my MYSTIC ADVENTURES IN BIG SUR are hand assembled in Monterey, with all green sources: recycled paper, soy ink, special groovy glue:) ESCAPE AND ENJOY!
Maybe this should be called the SECRET GARDEN, or better yet, the WILD GARDENER! Never intended to lay a hand on the effusive mess of amazing shoots that have grown into HUGE looming plants, but something called me out there. Getting ready for the first road show of my book tour, lots to do, but that was not my game.
When the sun comes out on the Monterey Peninsula, and better yet, in the FOG ZONE of Pebble Beach, you gotta get your body in the rays. Maybe my bones were screaming for more Vitamin D, although we had just returned from a very fast walk on the Wild Road. Too many tourists for June 1, but it’s their world too:)
One look at the chairs and lounge thrown over under the apple tree, during the trimming of the gigantic BIRD TREE redwood, and I was hooked. Where should I put this lovely relaxing furniture that nobody every uses? What about a secret little nook, and another in the kitchen garden? Off to the races. No gloves, no time to change, just jumped in and now my hands smell like this fabulous native geranium which threatens to take over the house.
It’s the perfect antidote to WORKING TOO MUCH!
I have been on the Media Train now since the first week in May, doing many interviews and appearances. Last week, my host was Dr. Carole Lieberman, a Psychiatrist who has an internet radio talk show called Dr. Carole’s couch! I guess you might say I was the patient last Tuesday, but as you will discover by opening the link below, we had quite a cool time. She is from the land of LA, City of Angels, for those of you not familiar, and has probably heard it ALL.
Her subject was OVEREXPOSED: ARE WE OBSESSED WITH FAMOUS PEOPLE? Listen to our wild hour of discussion about my Dad, his famous friends, and my tender opinions:)
Hope you are having a great Labor Day weekend, the roads of Pebble Beach are packed with visitors, and Carmel not far behind. What’s it like in your town?
It was time to drive down the coast and take new books and trilogies to my vendors: NEPENTHE AND LOCAL COLOR! They have carried each new book, and now the TRILOGY is among the goods. It was a splendid day, whitewater and teal blue water, with a short wait at the road repair. They say it will be finished by Labor Day, but those guys have done an amazing job. The guardrail looks like it could hold a TRAIN.
So as a coincidence, here is a photo of a lovely woman named Jeanne Irwin, who is a fan and friend from way back. She is enchanted with Big Sur and worked with the fabled Margaret Owings many years ago. She also made the most beautiful box for me with a woman with flowers in her hair! Imagine that. In this photo, she has created a hat that won the big prize for a GALA in San Diego!
So enjoy her creations and your continued adventures in Big Sur!
Could there be a more cool day than Sunday with total sunshine and a clean house? This is my favorite little secret, a silent 24 of private work and thoughts, while doing all the mundane projects of life. Who knew that clean laundry and a spotless house would represent the whipped up mind? Of course, there are always those who prefer to break my silence, but most of my REAL friends know where I am today, don’t you?
I hope you hide out when possible and clean your house too. Maybe virtually and maybe for real, but let the SUNSHINE in! Gotta recharge, I’ve got this amazing show to plan with Tom Ayres. He will bring his best game, ya think?
There is a secret going on in my garden, suddenly everything is just blooming and popping and thriving! Wow, I even moved this big old stone CAT from under the bushes to the prominent corner bed! He has a name finally, and it is Cecil, named for my favorite flower, the Cecile Brunner. Pink roses abound, so it must be spring?
I’m really not hysterical, just happy today… getting lots of work done and feeling like things are actually WORKING like they should. Enjoy it while you can, and take a peek at a new video here and now!