This is just a message to let my readers (Hello? Anyone?) know that the blog is not dead, just quiet. I'm working on a couple of different things that are taking a lot of my attention, besides the normal life stuff (working, eating, sleeping). I intend to have
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Hey, earworms are back! I’m not sure whether to celebrate or not. Today I woke up with Sia’s “Fire Meet Gasoline” running through my head. Seems like an appropriate choice, since things seem to be going up in flames all around us. As with so much else, I
It came to my attention that I didn’t include a link to the serialized The Immortal Remains in my last post. You can find all 63 episodes free at https://leehauser.substack.com or at Medium (paywalled) at https://lee-232.medium.com.
I’ve finished the serial publication of my novel The Immortal Remains, and I’m not sure I’ll ever do that again. It’s not that I think there’s anything wrong with serial publication. In fact, I’m in the middle of serializing another novel, Pas De Deux,
My relationship with AI is complicated. First of all, generally speaking, I don’t like it. I think it is overhyped. I think AI companies have stolen copyrighted material for training their models without compensating the rights holders. I think AI companies are overvalued and are spending too much money
Sorry, I've been silent for a while. I got caught by the creeping coughing crud, and both ear worms and a desire to do much of anything have been absent. I'm usually known at my workplace for never, ever taking sick days, but I took five
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There's nothing quite like waking up with a pure soprano in your head, as I did this morning with Sarah Brightman's Who Wants To Live Forever echoing like an angel's voice over the alarm. The song is from Sarah’s 1997 album Time To
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My earworms have finally broken out of their fixation on pop and jumped into the classical realm, with Vivaldi’s “Spring” concerto from The Four Seasons. When I think of this piece, Spring is always the one that comes to mind (or runs endlessly through my head). I’m very
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It’s been several days since I woke up with a recognizable earworm. I’m not going to write posts about the random bits of music that assault me in the mornings, droning chord progressions in my head that have no association with anything. So, waking up to Sixpence None
I was on the pre-orders train for Chuck Wendig’s Wanderers in 2019. I even still have the highway pin, shaped like an interstate highway sign (pictured above) awarded to some of us pre-order people. By that time I’d read several of Wendig’s novels, and followed
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The stuff our brains choose to surface...today, after a couple of earworm-free days, it's Sammy Kahn' s and Jimmy Van Heusen's Love And Marriage, as sung by Old Blue Eyes himself, Frank Sinatra. I had no clue about the history of this song.
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My mama raised me right. Hollywood musicals occupy an unwarranted amount of space in my brain. Yesterday, I mentioned Marni Nixon contributing the singing voice of Eliza Doolittle in the movie version of My Fair Lady. Today I am rewarded by waking up to The Rain In Spain running through