Now that the holidays are mercifully behind us, we can get back to our everyday routines no matter how mundane they may be. If you’re lucky, and I believe I am, mundane is not a word you usually use to describe your days. With that in mind, my effort to get exposure for Arn? Narn. […]Read More Game on…
A couple of weeks ago, I mentioned that I’d be writing about some declining resources around us. Certain things will be harder to obtain and will now always be in short supply. But at this point I would rather focus on some other resources beyond the obvious. As we wend our way through the obstacle […]Read More No shortage of…
I Just received this this morning from a friend of mine in Newfoundland. Sometime ago, I wrote about Mummering at Christmas time in Newfoundland. This little poem does a good job in describing it. Hope you enjoy it. A Newfoundland Christmas by James Rogin ‘Twas a night after Christmas in old Newfoundland. The fire in […]Read More A Newfoundland Christmas post-Christmas poem
That was to be the title of my next book. But researching that particular subject turned out to be an incredibly difficult task. Not that there wasn’t any information available. No, quite the contrary. There was too much. Thanks to a wonderful tool called Google Alerts, I was updated on water news daily. And there […]Read More Water, water, everywhere…
For the next few weeks, I’ll be departing from my media campaign to talk about issues of resources. The book Arn? Narn. is certainly, I hope, a powerful statement about the wasting and mismanagement of one resource in particular. But an abasement of another valuable resource is being enacted in more places than I care […]Read More We can’t continue to do this.
Now we all know Jon Stewart is busy with the last week of the show for 2012. And we also know there have been Jon Stewart sightings in NYC stores and New Jersey malls purchasing Hanukkah gifts for his friends and family. (Hey, Jon?! How about a few copies of my photo-documentary book, Arn? Narn […]Read More Report from the trenches.
As Sherlock Holmes was fond of saying, “Watson, the game is afoot.” And so it is, so it is. I am encouraging any and all of this blog’s readers to help me in my quest, not for the grail, but something equally hard to achieve: a guest spot on The Daily Show with Jon Stewart. […]Read More I warned you, Stewart. But, noooo, you didn’t want to listen.
If this were the 1940’s or some such bygone era, the newsreels would be filled with footage of countries arming themselves to the teeth in expectation of battle. Black and white images of soldiers marching off to confrontations yet unplanned, kissing their loved ones goodbye, and smiling innocently. This is nothing like that. This will […]Read More So it begins…
As the holidays approach, the opportunity to create new PR events is slowing down considerably. Consequently, I’m seeking new directions in which to sustain some buzz. If you’ve been following this blog for anytime, you know what I’ve been up to. The most recent is a new campaign to get some exposure for Arn? Narn. […]Read More Slowly, slowly… then BAM! It starts all over again.
A couple of months ago, I sent a guest pitch e-mail for my photo-documentary book Arn? Narn. to Jon Stewart of The Daily Show on Comedy Central. Unlike many others I’ve submitted, someone from his show did respond and for that I give them immense credit. However, they turned me down. OK. I can live […]Read More I’m calling you out, Jon Stewart… you man enough?
Nine years ago today, I was purchasing gear and planning for my first trip to Newfoundland. Little did I know how transforming a journey it would become. I would be leaving in just four months for this then new adventure. And that adventure has continued nine years later. How was I to know what effect […]Read More All things considered, I’d rather be in St. John’s.
So what happens next? Your guess is as good as mine. Maybe even better. Now that the initial push is over, I have to find a way to continue the PR effort. I am open to all suggestions. If as a loyal reader, you have any ideas, send ’em over, I’m game. If I use […]Read More Yes, you in the third row…
It’s a fairly quiet time right now. Arn? Narn. has been out for about a month now and the initial media push is calming down. There’s a radio interview tomorrow and an exhibition/book signing next month. After that, who knows? But the reviews continue to come in and I thought I’d share some with all […]Read More Thank you sir. Please, may I have some more?
OK. After a long gestation period and an intense pre-publication year, Arn? Narn. has been published. I’m now in the hawking-my-book period, doing as much PR as possible to generate interest and of course sales. Yet, like so many other writers/artists/musicians, I do have a real job as well. So of course I need to […]Read More My new balancing act or “Up on the tightrope…” with regards to Leon Russell.
For the past 15 months or so, I’ve been diligently writing, recounting my experiences photographing in Newfoundland, and getting Arn? Narn. ready for publication. Add in the PR aspect of letting the world know about it and then acting on the results of said PR and it’s easy to see that it has consumed a […]Read More Blog-slinger.
Last night being All Hallow’s Eve, I couldn’t help but put something of a Newfoundland spin on it. At Christmas time in Newfoundland, in addition to all the normal festivities including the prerequisite kitchen parties, is the custom of Mummering. I’ve written about this previously, but I’ll recap. Complete strangers, oddly dressed, descend upon unsuspecting […]Read More We interrupt this blog to bring you… Halloween.
It used to be at one time one was not supposed to trust anyone over the age of 30. If you did, you were a traitor to the “cause” (whatever that may have been), you could no longer be trusted, and you were a sellout. A pariah in your own time. So, I have to […]Read More Yes, it’s true, (sob!), I sold out!
Oh, my. Oh, yes. Omigod. That seems to be more and more my response to news these days about my book, Arn? Narn. And at this point, it’s all good. I’m not certain I had any specific expectations about the response the book might receive. Oh, sure, I had hopes, but they’re all too easily […]Read More Oh, myyyy…. with all due respects to George Takei.
So, the small PR machine has been working a bit. Radio appearances – very cool; book signings – also very cool; written interviews -OK, no wait, what? This was a new one to me and I had no idea how difficult they were. It would be a bit of a struggle. Person-to-person interviews are, I […]Read More R-E-S-P-E-C-T.
Shhhh. Put the dog out, the children to bed, lock the doors – I want to talk with you about something really scary. OK? Everyone settled in? Good. Talk quietly ’cause I don’t want this to get out – it could change everything. There’s this thing called the internet. Some say Al Gore invented it, […]Read More Has anyone here ever heard of this new thing called the internet?
Just about thirteen months ago, I began writing this blog about my then upcoming book about disappearing rural Newfoundland entitled Arn? Narn. Two weeks ago, Arn? Narn. was published. It has been an eventful year and it continues even as I write this. Last night I returned from the Southern Festival of Books in Nashville […]Read More Hemingway, Grisham, Shakespeare, and me.
Not ever having worked in films or in Hollywood (I’ve been there once though), I’m not familiar firsthand on either winning awards (I haven’t) or getting reviews (I have). So, I have no statuette to put on my mantle or pawn when I run up against it financially. That’s a lifestyle that is too foreign […]Read More The envelope please…
Last week, I wrote about going digital with an online webinar. Yet I honestly had no idea of the speed in which things can occur on the net. Yes, I knew all about things going viral virtually overnight, but when it starts to happen to you, it’s a whole new ball game. This is how […]Read More Inconceivable!
Yesterday I entered the digital age. Now that is not to say I don’t shoot my photography digitally or I don’t know how to surf the internet. I do on both accounts and I think fairly well. To date, my encounters with media for the Arn? Narn. PR push, have been of the more traditional […]Read More Running off at the mouth.
Andy x4. A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, Andy Warhol‘s galaxy to be specific, he stated that “…in the future, everyone will be famous for 15 minutes.” By and large, he has been right. He could have amended that to add “in their own galaxy.” All one has to do is […]Read More Andy Warhol was wrong.
For years, I’ve unknowingly been using the Julian calendar to plan my days, appointments, and whatnot to bring some order to my life. Until now, it’s never failed me. It’s orderly – seven days, always following the same sequence, starting on Sunday- ending on Saturday, only to do it all over again, fifty-two times each […]Read More And what calendar are you on sir?
For very many years, the Indianapolis 500 race has been started with the famous words, “Gentlemen, start your engines.” In recent years, that has come to include female drivers as well. So, I now say to all my loyal readers (male and female) out in blog land…Gentlepeople, start your engines! The race is on. To […]Read More Gentlemen (women too, of course) start your engines…
Throughout the process of getting Arn? Narn. ready to come to market, I joked about it becoming a film. Even casual acquaintances asked if it would be made into one. My joking reply was that I would have to have approval over who portrayed me. Brad Pitt is too young. Donald Sutherland too old. Maybe […]Read More Soon to be a major motion picture.
Like an impending weather front coming in without any indication of what to expect, there appears to be a schedule forming of where there will be “Bruce” sightings. Unlike Big Foot, rumors of my existence are not exaggerated however unfortunate that may be. These sightings will be book signings, media appearances, readings and such. I […]Read More Oh man, do I really have to take a shower for this?
That wind, a storm almost, came out of the north blowing away all my preconceived notions of isolation and leaving in its trail a yawning, gaping hole of wistfulness, what might have been had I been born there and at another time. But still, I did get to see it, be there, and experience a […]Read More Purple prose…and doubts.