I have never been better. After these two health scares I experienced in the last year (heart/COVID) I have dedicated myself to enjoying life to the fullest.
I guess you can say I have been a vagabond to the second power.
This holiday weekend, I will explore Sarasota. Planning a little bathing in the beaches of Anna Marie Island. And of course, Siesta Key is on the agenda. Three out of the last five years, Siesta Key won awards for being the best beach in the United States.
In two weeks, my daughter comes down to visit. We have booked several stops along Florida’s gulf coast.
Three weeks after that, I return to my hut in the Dominican Republic for a three month vacation. So you see. The Beach Bum HAS changed his ways. Now, I drink less, beach more, and yes, chase skirts. Good habits never die.
Working very hard on my novels and screen plays. And as I said before…..never been happier
Oh, yes. still single. Doubtful I will change that. Have a safe and happy holiday weekend.
Love, blessing, and kisses to all. (Well, the kisses are for the ladies).
So, if you’re wondering how I am doing………….Don’t Worry Baby
The Lonely Author on Youtube will be a forum for novelists to promote their work. A corner for poets to recite their poetry and describe their poetry books. Hopefully, the channel will become the place for bloggers, poets, and our writing voices to be heard.
Get to know me, as I take you to the beaches of Florida & the Dominican Republic. Let’s chase humpback whales, beautiful sunsets, and exotic women.
The Lonely Author and his blogging and Instagram friends in 3D, premiering this coming Monday, February 15th.
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I am in the process of completing my first video, but I will leave comments open for a day or two.
Yesterday (Feb 3) was my six month anniversary of my heart surgery.
I am feeling wonderful; eating healthy, alccohol-free (yes, very boring), and getting plenty of exercise. My doctor has given me the green light to lead a normal life, (well, if he really knew me he would know that is impossible).
Yes, I am back, but in a very different way. I will tell you more about that next week. Still positive. Still cherishing every moment. And still very single.
Thanks you for your support.
I hope your day is full of sunshine, smiles, and love.
After a day in a Dominican hospital celebrating my Godson’s birth, I stopped for a mojito on my way home. That was on Oct 29th, 2019.
I never take photos of my drink, but it was a special occasion. Little did I know it was to be my last drink.
I returned to Florida in November 2019, not knowing I would begin the most challenging year of my life. Health, heart, and mortality consumed my thoughts the past twelve months.
Afraid of death, I totally stopped living.
Until this current vacation.
Apologies for my absence. I will be returning to blogging this week.
My last seven weeks have been filled with the hypnotic island music, sandy white beaches, and so many beautiful women.
Feeling healthy and happy.
I haven’t had a single drink, but I have been drunk on life…..
Hello. I never mention these milestones, but this time I felt I should.
First, I would like to thank the three men that are following me. Never would have achieved this without you. ONLY KIDDING.
I find this achievement remarkable because after two weeks of blogging, I only had one follower Eye-Dancers. By the end of my first full month, I picked up a second follower Carrie Rubin. Thanks to them for their early encouragement.
I have been lucky to make amazing friends who have been with me since the beginning of this incredible journey. Sweet and supportive Aruna @ Roseyevening, a special writer and funny friend John at FictionFavorites, the only blogger I refer to as my sister Diane at LadiesWhoLunchReviews , and a very special gentleman across the pond Derrick at DerrickJKnight.
This post wouldn’t be possible without the generous support of friends who reblogged my work and introduced me to so many wonderful people. John at ByTheMightyMumford, Chuck at TheReluctantPoet, John at JohnCoyote, Jack at HaveWeHadHelp, and Ian at AceNewsServices. They have all played a great part in my success.
When I started blogging, this corner was dedicated to novel and screen writing and humor. Then, I started reading poetry…..
Sadly, the poets that inspired me to start writing poetry are gone and only one remains. Let me tell you, she inspires me today just as she did four and a half years ago. Her work remains fresh, brilliant, and inspiring. Please stop by and visit Holly at HouseofHeart. She may kill me for this, but Holly is the only blogger who ever inspired me to write about her hair TheBeautifulRedhead.
I would like to thank you for your support, friendship, and the laughs. It has been an unforgettable journey. Hopefully, you will stay with me as I continue my trek to publication, dare I say, and find love along the way.
Just wanted to get in touch with you to let you know I am recovering slowly, getting plenty of rest. Thank you so much for your kind messages and prayers.
That is the view from my balcony. I have sat there watching sunsets and getting fresh air.
My daughter Catherine came down to Florida the day before my procedure. She surprised me with a special guest Ally. They have been cooking, cleaning and driving me crazy, I meant driving me around. Doing their best to give me a strong dose of laugh therapy.
On Sunday, they surprised me taking me to dinner for an early Father’s Day celebration (since they won’t be here for the actual day). Don’t worry, I drank water.
I am a very lucky man. A few ex-girlfriends from New York offered to come down to take care of me. Felt some stress imagining all these exes in my apartment. The fighting, the hairing pulling, the screaming.
I already get enough of that wrestling over the remote control with my daughter.
Oh, speaking of remote control.
Catherine and Ally promised me a Twilight marathon this week.
It seems like cruel and unusual punishment for a man in recovery.
Soon to start seven weeks of heart strengthening therapy.
This happened my first Sunday on the island (Feb 23rd).
Axel’s baptism party was packed with guests. His parents were busy with the photographer, it was up to me to play host. Seeing so many beautiful women in the crowd, I welcomed the opportunity.
After my months of illness, this was my chance to prove I still got it. (Sorry ladies, I was born with a disbaility. I am a man and this is important).
(Cue in 007 theme music).
Started mingling, complimenting, and flirting.
As the night wore on, more and more ladies told me I looked different. Now, how different could I appear after three months?
Finally, one young lady told me “you look distinguished.”
Later that night, tossing and turning in bed, I replayed that one word, “distinguished”.
A frantic dash to the mirror.
No lines on my forehead. I smiled into the mirror. No laugh lines. Hair was still jet black and on my head. WHAT A RELIEF.
Then, I saw it, or should I say THEM.
There were a half dozen gray hairs at my right temple. Quickly looked and yeah, the left side too.
Today is my birthday. Can someone, please, ease my newly discovered distinguished soul.
Hey, don’t take me seriously. These are pics from the first half of my vacation.
This is the view for one of my favorite restaurants here on the island. It is near the top of a mountain, thus it is appropriately named La Hamaca de Dios (God’s Hammock). The floor slowly rotates to give you 360 degrees view of the town below. (Well, it has to rotate slowly or people may puke in their food).
This little guy turns two today (March 12th). He is a husky and he does plenty of howling. Everyone calls him el perro lobo (the wolf dog). So, I named him Jacob (for all of you Team Jacob fans). I purchased him to share with the single mom next door. He won’t be coming with me to Florida, but he has a family with three kids who will care for him while I am gone.
Axel’s christening went perfectly. This is a pic of proud mom and dad, Pearla and Johan. I do have a funny story to tell you about the baptism. Oh, God. That will have to wait for next Thursday.
You see that circular structure. It is the first time I have ever seen one. That is a small arena for cock-fights. I do not participate (obviously duh) nor condone cock fighting. It is one of the things I dislike about this island.
Made some decor additions to the hut. First the naked ladies bookends. Seriously folks, did you expect something else from me? You can find these ladies in Amazon.
My little typewriter pen/pencil holder. Great for a writing room or desk. Also in Amazon.
My work station (when I am not writing on the beach). There are the five pills (and aspirin to thin my blood, preparing me for April).
I purchased this canvas in Orlando and shipped it with the boxes of food I sent ahead. Haven’t hung it up yet. (I am a terrible handyman ladies). Wanted to add a splash of color to the tones of gray and white.
Finally, that is not the nurse I was promised. My buddy Titi has been known to be a prankster. He promise me she would be young, pretty, and single. Yeah, she is single.
Well, if I look past her moustache and pay five dudes to hold her down while I shave her legs with a lawn mower, then perhaps.
She really is a good nurse. She met with my cooks to go over my diet. She even called my doctor in Florida. Honestly, she is not Mrs. Lonely Author material.
But I wouldn’t say that too loud. She may wrestle me to the ground.
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