Goodnight and Good Luck

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

This will be the last daily post for Artist Carnival for now. I started this blog six months ago and every week day I would write and post a short essay of a few hundred to a thousand words.

I have always indulged in the fantasy of writing a book or two but was constantly intimidated by the volume work. At least the daily effort of keeping the blog going showed me that I had the discipline to do it.

In the past I have written a volume of narrative poetry, several short stories and a dozen or so movie screen plays. Surprisingly most screen plays are made up of empty space. On average a hundred page script will only have 20,000 words.

It's been fun. The blog has been read by thousands and I have received hundreds of responses, suggestions and links. I plan to keep things going and post things from time to time but right now other there are other projects I need to devote my time to.

One of the most common question I got was "who the hell are you?" Having a semi common name confuses the issue and I had no idea how many other people shared this name. It might be easier to say who I'm not than who I am. I'm not the Brian James who was the basketball coach for the Philadelphia 76ers. I never owned a tailor shop in Denver or lived in LA. Though I've been on the radio I'm not the Brian James that did all that voice over work  for every other franchised FM station across the Mid-West. He had a wonderful booming voice and when I say things like "you're listening to power 99" -I sound more like Don Pardo or that used car salesman who would sell you rolling wreck with a 120 month payment plan.

Let me see, who else am I not. There was one fellow named Brian James who lived in and around Phillipsburg NJ. From what I gather he was a real hell raiser -and I'm not him. And there was that graphic artist in New York City, well you can guess I'm not him either.

I think my favorite instance of mistaken identity was when I was asked if I was Brian James for the punk rock group The Damn. My friends who have known still find that one funny.  

So for now I'll use Edward R. Murrow's sign off "goodnight and good luck".