"Trust love."
- Pii
Welcome to MichaelDavidBoyd.com
The final edited and revised version of Basic
Instructions...will be published in a while. That first draft
was rough to try to read, I know, with all the errors and
such, but forgive me for that. I expect there may not be a ton
of people who agree, but I felt like it was an inspired
artistic work even in that very very rough and unpolished form
and thus, given my somewhat precarious medical future, I
wanted to get the basic ideas out as quickly as I could.
Having written that, I will likely not finish the story Beacon
I mentioned, at least not right away. Basic
Instructions...seems to have at least partially resolved the
matters that Beacon was planned to address. My next major work
to come out will likely be Son of the Morning, essentially my
autobiography told in what I believe to be a
never-before-explored way. I cannot predict a release date for
that at this time.
I am going to bring back the content that was on my site
before, but I really want to find someone to help me with an
excellent, professional-quality site redesign (e-mail me at
mdb@michaeldavidboyd.com if you are interested). When my site
goes back up, I don't want to have to spend an inordinate
amount of time managing it myself, so I need to find someone
to fulfill that role.
Oh, I should mention, the Super Bowl was STRANGE! Maybe its
the fact that I haven't really watched it in a few years, but
the entire event seemed totally different from what I
remember. Very weird. Same's true for a lot of stuff lately.
It's almost like I went to sleep, and woke up in another
universal timeline where not everything, but a lot of things
are different. It seems like the world moved into the future
overnight. Totally confused by it, liking it except there is
nobody willing to tell me they see it too and everyone I know
is sticking to their guns that they know nothing with this
Groundhog Day shit. Okey dokey smokey. I ain't going jump off
a building to find out what y'all are up to, [DMX Voice]I can
tell ya that[/DMX Voice]. Word to David Fincher (or Dale
Fellows). I hope we are making
a movie. Every other answer I can think of is not what's
happenin'. But then, I'm pretty stupid. I spent half my life
talking to girls in bars and the other half growing up a
Boyd-Eagleton. Maybe I was just blind to the world before.
Forgive me.
MDB - Or Just Call Me Michael, or RLL-CIF
