Above is Dr. Livingston. He is the only one who...

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In the Second Dark Age, a prophetess of Africa and a gravedigger in Paris accidentally start a revolution. Strategy of Numbers, a novel by Clint Irwin, available on amazon.com

Strategy of Numbers is my debut novel, embodying my love of storytelling and my fascination with history, folklore and religion. I graduated from Columbus College of Art & Design, Columbus Ohio, with a degree in video and advertising, but most of my energy is devoted to writing and thinking about my upcoming sequel, In the Country of the Moon. Raised in every state from New York to Florida to New Mexico, my writing reflects my diverse life experience. I am still a bit of a vagabond, but my current location is in the Bronx, New York.

This blog is more of a social thing, but I pitch the novel first because it is me. I always say, if you understand it, you understand me. I'm a writer, but I paint, do video, graphics design, write songs, sing songs, record them. I post all of that kind of thing here, goof around, express my obnoxious political opinions (I'm a liberal who often pisses off liberals.) I used to post autobiographical stuff, which I call, "Fragments." That era may be done, but while this place is more cluttered with a mix of things, everything original to my typing fingers or my photoshop is moved over here and you can find out plenty about me in the Fragments pieces. Say Hello!

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Above is Dr. Livingston. He is the only one who has left the den, even on wobbly feet, to boldly go exploring. None of the others have even tried. Mommy is less than amused.

Below is the second born, she is a prima donna, as you might expect, being so gorgeous and exotic. Her primary thing is screaming. Pick the others up and you may get a mew. With her, its all screaming. The picture was taken between screams because she was not in the nest. She even woke me up one night with it. Mommy couldn’t figure out what was wrong. I picked her up and moved her and she went straight to sleep, leaving me to help her panicked mother calm down.

The others have shown no strong sign of personality, yet, other than the black one is a bit shy.

I do not know why I have had nothing interesting to write for days, so kitties. I win.