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Here I am listening to the news and I hear that the CDC allowed a nurse to travel on a plane with a fever and I think – That’s not right. Shouldn’t they be looking to isolate those with the potential to spread Ebola. Later that day I hear an interview with Dr. Friedden of the CDC that the reason we shouldn’t impose travel bans from those countries spreading Ebola is because they are fledgling democracy. On this note I think – I though the CDC stood for the Center for Disease Control. Are they treating Ebola like it is a substitute for democracy which we want to see spread? I hope not.

I have no problem giving aid and comfort to those countries but access to the US seems a little unnecessary until the Ebola outbreak in their country is under control. More important is our country being run by a pack of adolescent dolts who believe in agenda and policy over common sense. Every America who contracts Ebola in this country from this point should be allowed to sue the federal government for endangerment. On top of that isn’t it time that we start voting for competent candidates who state their policies clearly and their intentions loudly instead Donkeys and Elephants who hide their intentions and are beginning to ruin this country. Just a thought.


The white page awaits to be filled and all I can do is stare. Bad sales on my book has given me temporary writer’s block, or as I like to call it – the crippling feeling that I somehow lost all my talent in my sleep. I am trying to force my way through it, but it isn’t working, so I’ve decided to read my way out of it. In the hopes of finding my voice again, I’m reading Raymond Chandler, Brideshead Revisited, Dresden Files, Jane Austen and whatever else I can get my hands on. (Yeah, yeah for all those half witted grammar Nazis I ended a sentence in a preposition. So what? Faulkner made a living on run on sentences.) The white age awaits. It needs to be filled. Hell, it should be filled. But it has to be filled by something interest, something worth reading, and something pretty well written. Unfortunately, I’m not there yet.

ALS Challenge

I read where Pamela Anderson refused to ice bucket challenge because ALS experiments on animals for cures. Since she is so strong in her belief about animal experimentation, I have a alternative for her. Let them experiment on her. Hell, she’s already allowed plastic surgeons to experiment.

Also, Zachary Quinto refused the challenge because of the drought in California. My solution for him is that he moves to San Francisco, where the city has been allowed to ignore the drought and water restrictions even though farmers, who produce much needed food supplies, have been forced to adhere to water restrictions.

Just some solutions for those who need them.

Sometimes you can hope.

I don’t know if I’m the only one who feels that both political parties have failed us. Elephant or Donkey they care little about unintended consequences and push agendas down our throat. I want a third political party, one that believes in compromise, the constitution, and all Americans. I want a political party that believes in the middle class, rather have things built in America than in other countries, and respected individual rights. You can dream, right?


The news of Robin Williams suicide was jarring. He was almost stereotypical in that he was a comedian forever mired in depression. Groucho Marx, one of the most brilliant comedians there ever was, was known for his dour and depressed off screen personality. There was a story about him touring Wall Street. They brought him to the the balcony to view the floor of the stock exchange. Now in the 1920s he took a bath when the stock fell and he never forgot that fact. Here he was staring at the stock floor the men working their asses off buying and selling stocks. Some of them noticed Groucho and pointed at him. He took advantage of this and starting to make quips and make them laugh. Suddenly, everyone was watching him and laughing. After ten minutes he stopped and people went back to work. Groucho for his part turns to his tour guide and says: I feel better because I know I just cost some smuck a fortune. Now I’m even with Wall Street.

There are other famous comedians with similar stories and similar problems of depression. Bert Williams was a black vaudeville comedian who many thought was the funniest man alive. WC Fields said that he was the funniest man alive and the saddest man who ever lived. I guess what I’m saying is I hope there is laughter in the afterlife and Robin Williams adds to it.

World doesn’t make sense

We have gone to war in Bosnia for Muslims and God knows we have fought terrorism and tried to recreate the Mideast in our democratic image unsuccessfully, so how can we do little to nothing for Christians throughout the world? I hate hyperbole but in certain parts of this less than peaceful globe there is a Christian genocide going on and what do we do – drop a few ill placed bombs and not much else. Children are being beheaded and women raped and forced to convert, but there is little outrage.

My basic theory on this is that Christianity is unpopular at the moment. The elite of most former Christian countries are too busy doing yoga and looking disdainfully at Christianity’s moral code to be moved. Since it isn’t the religion of the ‘other’, it practitioners are allowed to be slaughtered while the UN, EU, and US do nothing. If we can allow tens of thousands illegally through our border and be given amnesty and a free education then can we please call the Christians in Africa and the Mideast refugees and embrace them. Rant done.

Long Time no write

SO,I got published. Yip, yip hurray. I did as the publisher told me and put effort in marketing the book and pushing it and praying over it. For this herculean effort I was told I had sold after four, or is it five months, one book. Yes, one book. I sold more books when I self published on Kindle. But that isn’t the point is it? How can I trust the idea of one book when I’ve been told by more than one person that they bought the book. Well, don’t piss in my face and tell me it’s raining.

What have I learned from this experience? I have learned that I’m probably better off putting some effort into self publishing rather than a small publisher with the marketing budget of bodega. It is time for me to decide which I believe in: myself or the system. I think I’ll believe in myself and I should go back to self publishing. Kindle here I come. Nook don’t be a snook. And diagramming sentences I’m back.

In honor of the Patriots

Since the Patriots are still in the playoffs here is a little tribute for them.


I’ll will be posting from here on my wife’s website called samhainschool.com. The site is meant to promote my book which is being published, as well as the writer, so she post and I’ll post. If you get a chance check out the new site. Now that I’ll be posting there, I have a feeling the site will comment on more than writing and my book. So, please check it out.

More Sinatra

It’s another dark, dreary, rainy day. I thought this a perfect song for the day and my mood.


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