Currently playing in Keokuk, IA

This is the current sign at the closest theater to where I live, and the picture says it all:

Thanks to Adam Whitlatch for pointing me out to this.

Good for you, Ray Bradbury

Gettin’ some awesome credit from hotties!

Examples of cataplexy

So my doctor thinks my problem with suddenly being unable to move is definitely cataplexy and I’d have to agree for sure. It was being worsened by sleep apnea for half the year, but they now have me on treatment for that. There was a period of feeling super great after getting caught up on all the lost sleep, but now that my sleep is more “normal,” that burst of energy has slowed and cataplectic episodes are more frequent.

The problem: sleep apnea is treated by helping you sleep. Cataplexy is treated by keeping you more awake. So they had to work on one first, then the other.

Here’s a great site on cataplexy: http://www.scholarpedia.org/article/Cataplexy

Having just read that this evening, I see now why I can still get more work done late at night. After around 10pm, the chance of having spells, and the lack of concentration that goes with it, decreases.

Episodes are triggered by emotions like laughter, anger, etc. I’ve been finding lately that if I get really annoyed about something, I’d best make sure I’m sitting down.

Anyway, a general episode for me, which are more frequent when I’m tired from either lack of sleep or exertion, begins with blurred vision. My eyes feel like they’re rolling around and my neck turns to Jell-O. If I’m walking, my knees buckle under me. When sitting, I just realize I can’t move at all. If it goes for very long, my arms may drop or my head will slump over completely. I might even roll out of wherever I’m sitting. If I’m standing, I’ll slowly go down, able to stop the fall enough not to cause much damage, then lay on my back. And when I am on the floor, I’ll wallow around when I can, trying to get up the first chance I get.

During it all, I either can’t talk or I can but with slurred speech. Generally, my eyes are open. Sometimes I can move them around while other times they feel frozen, but I’m always aware of my surroundings. I can see and hear, so I’m not asleep.

Afterward, while a bit groggy, I’m usually right back to whatever I was doing, as though it never happened.

During a bad day, I try to just turn on the PS3 and play a game, usually something that’s straight-up fun with very little aggravation, and focus on that until I feel like I can get up and do something.

I looked on YouTube and found a few videos of people having spells.

Here’s one where it looks like a woman is coming out of it, but she’s most likely (as I now know) struggling against it, because it’s a damn horrible feeling not being able to move. It’s something you don’t want to give in to:

Here’s one where two teens are playing around to some Britney Spears. The blonde sees her friend slap herself and laughter kicks a spell on. She drops and while she fights it, her friend starts dancing over her. When it goes away, she jumps up and goes right back to having fun:

This one doesn’t need much explanation, but it reminds me of earlier this year when I dropped a bowl of soup before I could give it to Robin, then laid in it for twenty minutes while she tried to clean the mess and talk to me:

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Creative Minds ‘Mimic’ Schizophrenia

If this post seems familiar, it’s because I wrote it a while back on my old blog. I’ll be slowly bringing posts over there, though, and when I’m done, I’ll nuke the old one from orbit (it’s the only way to be sure.)

Regarding THIS article.

I won’t argue whether or not both creative people and schizophrenic have less receptors that inhibit limited perspectives, but I couldn’t disagree more with the way the article is trying to twist it into creative people being so similar as to “mimic” the disorder.

Sure, it’s natural for society to label anyone who’s different as crazy, but there is such a huge difference between a very imaginative person and a schizophrenic. For one, there’s control. A creative person can stop thinking up cool ideas long enough to go shopping, mow the lawn, etc. No matter how “crazy” a creative person’s friends might call him or her, they can still function quite well. A person with a mental disability cannot. Some can with the help of medications, but without it, they still lack the control. That’s all medication does, after all. Since it can’t cure the illness, it works to control it so the sufferer can -hopefully- be more comfortable than without it.

Here’s a quote:

Some of the world’s leading artists, writers and theorists have also had mental illnesses – the Dutch painter Vincent van Gogh and American mathematician John Nash (portrayed by Russell Crowe in the film A Beautiful Mind) to name just two.

Yeah, and I bet for every artist they come up with who had a mental illness, there are a thousand schizophrenics who could barely finger paint or tie their shoes. That’s like naming a few plumbers who are Baptists, so there MUST be a connection so close that one “mimics” the other.

An author or artist might imagine a horde of zombies outside and get inspired, but there is no real danger.

Schizophrenics might really believe a horde of zombies is outside and become so terrified, they could pose a serious threat to themselves or those around them.

And obviously, during a mentally ill person’s bad moments, they aren’t capable of doing anything. An artist who is having a really rough day of it can’t get their thoughts together enough to paint. Hell, Robin can’t even watch TV on a bad day without yelling about something trying to get her or bugs crawling on her. So how would she be able to do something productive? Likewise, the average creative mind wouldn’t get anything done if it was ‘mimicking’ the illness.

Then the article’s direction is completely contradicted by the end:

He works as an executive coach helping people to be more creative in their problem solving behaviour and thinking styles.

“The result is typically a significant rise in their well being, so as opposed to creativity being associated with mental illness it becomes associated with good mental health.”

So there might NOT be a mimic going on here? Which is it resembling, good or bad mental health?

While I don’t get offended when people joke about being crazy, when they come out and try saying they could be schizophrenic for the simple reason of having a healthy imagination, I say try living with the hell that a TRUE schizophrenic goes through. I’m sure they’d learn fast how ridiculous the notion is.

I opened it up for discussion over at the Merchant’s Keep forum. Feel free to join in HERE.

Little things count

Last night, I did something I hadn’t done in a long time. I had one of those Hostess-type chocolate pies along with a glass of chocolate milk.

Sure, that wasn’t good for my blood sugar but I’d been good that day and it didn’t make me sick. It was worth it.

But there was a good deal of nostalgia in it for me. See, when I was five or six years old, we lived in Canton, MO and the school there, like many small towns, handled every grade. Here’s a pic of me from back then, by the way:

Next to the school, at the time, was a nice little cafe of some sort; a convenience store at the very least but it was quaint. While I rode the bus to school most of the time, there were a few times when my brother, Jimmy, would take me in his sweet 50s Chevy:

He was in high school at the time, so he was taking me on the way, but he’d take me to that little store first. There, he would buy me a chocolate pie and some chocolate milk and we’d sit at a booth to enjoy it before heading to our classes.

He’s around so he may correct me on the details. Memories from that age are fuzzy, after all. But my point is, thirty years later, I can do something as simple as eat a pie and drink some milk, and it takes me to a nice point in my life.

There are probably a million memories that I’ve forgotten, some bad, some good, but why does something like that stick out? Because sometimes, it really is the little things that count.

Keep that in mind with your kids and siblings. Taking that little bit of time from your life to do something a little extra special – it doesn’t have to be much, or expensive – can mean so much for the rest of their lives.

Now, I’ll remember Jimmy for many other wonderful things because he’s a great guy, but I will never, ever forget that little thing. What will the children in your life remember about you?

And thanks, Bro.

Starting back on the Metal Crypt!

Today, in about an hour, I’ll be back as Grimm on the Metal Crypt after being off since March. Woohoo!

Basically, I was getting so bad, health-wise, that I couldn’t concentrate well enough to be on a live show. A good example of me really struggling is our last interview (I believe in March) with Kevin Eastman, creator of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. You can listen to it on the Metal Crypt site HERE.

I’m gradually getting all the interviews on the site, btw. But on that one, Kevin was great and we had an awesome time, but I kept having massive brain farts. It’s normal to have some here and there, of course, but on that day, it was taking everything I had to stay with it. I made excuses for some, like the big boobs on the book cover being discussed was throwing me off, lol!

So tune in if you want. Lots of fun and hard music. The home page of the site is HERE and if you click on the “Play” button on the left, you can then use Windows Media Player or the like to listen.

You can also go to the main station HERE where I think it’ll automatically play, or it can tell you how to listen on iTunes, etc.

Ego boost

Don’t worry. It’s not going to my head. But it was a fun app to play. What do you get?

I write like
Stephen King

I Write Like by Mémoires, Mac journal software. Analyze your writing!

I’d pasted in a few paragraphs from my serial, Fear the Woods:

It started to rain thick, stinging drops. The shadow paused behind another tree and listened to the bass of a living room stereo. There was no harm in investigating. It was dry inside and the loud music would drown out screams for the neighbors. After a few steps toward the house, however, it ducked behind bushes lining the front sidewalk.

A searchlight swept across the lawn as the patrol car passed, and voices cracked from the radio within. The shadow looked away from the car, held its breath, and curled into a ball, visualizing a cold black stone.

The officer with the light sighed. “I can’t see shit in this weather. Why even bother?”

“Yeah, fuck it,” the driver said. “Let’s go smoke that weed I confiscated last night.”

“I heard that.” He switched off the light and the car sped onward.

The shadow rose and stood silent until the taillights were out of sight. Then it proceeded to the side of the house and peered through the first window, which overlooked the kitchen sink. In the room beyond that, it could see the back of a chair that cradled a young redheaded woman while she talked on the telephone. It lifted the window just enough to make out what she was saying over the music.

Bugs on my butt!

Wh-what, you say?

No, no, not that.

THIS Bugs:

I was at the doctor today, and all is doing well so I won’t bore you with details. But I did get my re-animator shot… in the butt. You wanna give me a shot? In da butt. Sing it with mah!

Anyway, I’m standing there while the very attractive nurse is giving me the shot, with Robin on the other side trying not to watch. Once finished, the nurse slaps on a Band-aid and says, “Look Robin! I gave him a Bugs Bunny one!”

Robin laughed and said, “He’s got Bugs on his butt!”

I’m always happy when I can be the butt of a joke, har-har!

Shroud reviews Frankenstein vs the Creature…

Thanks again to Shroud Magazine and to Shedrick Pittman-Hassett for a great review of my novelization for William Winckler’s Frankenstein vs the Creature from Blood Cove!

READ IT HERE!

Brian Freeman’s new book for FREE!

Cemetery Dance will be releasing Brian Freeman’s book, The Painted Darkness, in its usual high-quality fashion, but for a limited time, we can get the PDF of it (along with lots of bonus content at the end, worthy of a download all on its own) or listen to the audiobook for free, no strings attached!

Plus, the pdf has a $5 coupon for the book. Nice!

http://www.downloadthedarkness.com/

I downloaded it and while it will undoubtedly be stuck in my TBR pile for a bit, I’m excited that it’s there. I think the cover is sweet, too: