Beginning tomorrow…

I’ll be doing most of my blogging on my newsletter:

https://stevehuff.substack.com

Might still make notes here from time to time. However, if you want some in-depth writing about fascinating shit you might just become as obsessed with as I am, go there and subscribe. Paid subscribers get first looks at new posts and community access (comments, discussions).

I’ll just…

I’m going to try to write something non-work-related every day for the rest of October.

I have sometimes compared my job to technical writing: There is an expected format, a style. Nothing wrong with that. I can easily roll it out. Not too personal but casual, very active voice. Humor is welcome but don’t be too gonzo.

When I write for the magazine it is enough my voice that I don’t feel like I’m faking–at the same time, I’ve grown aware of feeling frustrated at not just being me sometimes.

That’s when I remember I have a blog.

Next up: An expanded and corrected version of a tweet thread I posted on, well, Twitter a week ago. It’s one hell of a story. I don’t plan on confining it to this blog–I think it’s a book-length saga. About opera, the Nazis, Stalin’s NKVD in America, and much more. But it’s worth a more detailed recap, with some corrections (I did the Twitter thread from memory; got some stuff wrong.)

Stay tuned.

Incidentally, I wrote this with a physical keyboard but on my iPhone. That’s not unusual anymore, I guess, but it’s still cool to me.

Don’t Go To Jail, By Saul Goodman, as Told to Me

Earlier today I wrote a vague post about my book. This afternoon, the Los Angeles Times published a first look at the book (not a review, an overview). So I can present it now:

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(Please ignore my MacBook, which is in need of a dusting.)

It was indeed written with “Saul Goodman,” after a fashion. (No, not Bob Odenkirk. He doesn’t write his own lines!)

You can buy DON’T GO TO JAIL here.

Tired

I was tired today, so I deleted two draft posts after they felt too long and like a little bit too much work.

I did decide that I’d go ahead and post a couple of things I’ve made recently that I enjoyed creating, even if they are probably too nutty by half.

Both, like the music/sound collage pieces posted here, were created for @manual_txt, which I co-created with one friend and currently run with another (my co-creator may or may not still post; we’ve kept it very casual so I don’t bug either guy about it).

Tonight I posted “SIGNAL INTRUSION (For Silent Jim, Whenever He May Find The Dust)” on Soundcloud. It’s a 2:30+ piece I composed in the old-fashioned way (with a keyboard, writing out the notes on a software composition program that plays it back) then added some sampling and improvisation as I mixed it. We like @manual_txt ephemera to stay mysterious but I’ll tell you here that the sampled voice is from The Max Headroom Signal Hack, which I wrote about here.

A few days ago I decided to use another piece I wrote and some found footage to make a little @manual_txt movie. Like many @manual_txt tweets it’s about ghosts. It’s about dust. Featuring Pepsi.

I like to think if someone decided to loop @manual_txt media and listen to it for hours they’d go quietly insane and start seeing ghosts drinking Pepsi in the dust.

A guy can dream.

I’m sorry…

… my head is such an eerie place. It’s always been that way. Much of the spookiness is linked to summer. Summer is a haunted time, and always will be. Something about the leisure. The space, the hours you have to do nothing. To talk to others or remain in silence.

I run a weird Twitter account with friends, @manual_txt. Of late, I’ve begun composing odd bits of music and making sound collages for it. They are always strange, and they are incredibly fun to make. Here are two.

They are both purposefully understated and impressionistic. The latter is called “Ted’s Trance” because the quote sampled for use in the piece was from an interview with serial killer Ted Bundy, a particularly haunting and unsettling quote given the speaker and what he was talking about.

I feel like these particular pieces are leading me toward something creatively, but not 100% sure what that is yet. Whatever it is, it will be multimedia and hopefully just as spooky as can be.

Goals

I have a lot of goals related to various things and I’ll never enumerate or detail all of them because:

A. No one cares;
B. They’re my business.

I felt like mentioning two in this post, though, because they’re relevant. Really, a better word is project, more than goals. Resolutions is a terrible word and should be shot. It implies imminent failure. Anyway.

One of my projects for this year involves updating this blog a lot. The other is exercise. I went on (and on and on) about that yesterday in this post. I also noted the “daily” workout may not be so daily. Yet.

The reason for this post is I realized in order to meet the easier of the two goals in question, which involves the act of writing, I’ll have to update this blog with stuff I hesitated to tackle upon making the first few posts over the last couple of days. Which is stupid, considering I gave this site the name HuffWire, therefore stating I intend to make newsy blog posts about stuff that interests me, sometimes.

So this is an announcement of sorts: these posts will be more mixed between personal stuff, sometimes (I consider the workouts under a personal post umbrella) and newsy things of interest.

Maybe that doesn’t even need explanation. I don’t know. I’ve been blogging both for the hell of it and for money since 2000 and I still haven’t figured this shit out.