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Earthquake in Osaka

I felt it. I actually felt it this time. I was sitting at my computer working on lesson reports for my school, around 8 in the morning, when I thought I was moving my chair more than usual. Then I noticed the computer desk was swaying and stood up, turned on the TV 30 seconds later it was the big news. At 7:59 a magnitude 5.9 hit the Osaka area with a shaking intensity of 6-which translates to very shaky. Japan uses two ways to measure a quake, Magnitude and Shaking intensity. The later makes a big difference in the impact to buildings and roads.


As of present I have seen reports of 3 dead and 61 injured. This number will probably rise as the true impact is made known. One street had a sink hole with water gushing out, another place an old building caught fire, a water aqueduct pipe on a bridge separated and gushed water. 170,000 homes were left without power.


My wife seemed tired of the news. Earthquakes used to be very regular and their impact was just a local consequence. Now when there is a little quake the news dogs on with the same images over and over. To me it’s sensationalism on the media’s part. They want us to keep watching the TV.

Tragedies happen and I am sad to see Osaka have a quake at any time. I rather fancy the sassy people and fun atmosphere. I hope the impact will be low scale and recovery quick.

People are resilient beings, especially here where the earth had a habit of moving.

Keep writing.


Yellow Raspberries

A good 6 years ago my wife and I were looking for flowers at a spring festival when I found yellow raspberries for sale. We got them, and a fig tree too, and I planted them in a deep long pot. They grew like crazy and eventually we moved them to our new home where they are growing in a nook of my yard.


Yellow raspberries you say? Well they are the best tasting raspberries I have ever had, especially when they get to about a peach pink color. I should know raspberries, I grew up eating them in New York, picking them in the abandoned fields and then also in the woods in Maine as a teenager. During the rainy season the humidity shows you just how sweet they are-they will start to mold almost immediately as the sugar content is so high.


Here in Ishikawa we often see raspberries twice a year, around late May-early June then again when the weather cools in early November some appear. The stalks with bark on them will give you the berries as the green stalks will not produce flowers until they are mature. I am planning to propagate them into big pots and increase the yield next year so I can eat them more often. As raspberries don’t all come ripe at the same time the effect of picking a few every day for a month is what makes them so memorable.

In fact, I can’t wait for my next bite!


Keep writing, and seeing the flavors of the world.

Bird Brain

My name is Nathan Emery and I did not write a book in German about birds. Just want to clear that up right now, because there is another Nathan Emery out there on Amazon and he did-good for him. However we do have something in common. I own a bird!


Graey (yes that is how my daughter wanted it spelled and named) is a finch my wife bought for our daughters’ birthday this year. It is very tame and is sitting on my arm as I type this post out on my Neo Alphasmart.

This is particularly nostalgic because our last bird, a love bird named Leaf, sat on my arm and would fall asleep as I typed away on my first novel or on my first serious blog that I eventually turned into a book.

Birds are odd creatures. They molt, eat seeds and fly. They chirp instead of whatever rabbits do. Incredibly they are very trusting and interested in whatever you are doing. In sort they are rather smart or their size to the point of unbelievable annoyance, but still smart.

I think statues in the park are what muscular people would look like if birds pooped all over them. Demetri Martin

Good point, for usually a dog keeps his business on the roadside, or corner or where-ever. Birds usually, save for parrots and love birds, don’t care where they let if fly so that is a problem. Today I was pooped on 3 times and urinated on twice. Fun fun fun till your mama takes the bird cage away, right?


Even though I’ve had birds now for about 14 years I do not think of myself as a bird person. There are cat people and dog people and bird people. Just like their are margarine families and butter families. Or biscuit families and hoecake families.

Birds are fun, but I have NOT written a book about birds. Oh, thanks Graey, you pooped on me again!

Keep writing.

2 Guitar or Not 2 Guitar

There is an age old problem with guitar players that is shared with many other hobbies: you can never have too many guitars. Let’s face it though, how many do you really need? I’ve been asking myself that question as I go through the bi-yearly mood of streamlining my entire life.


I think my main guitar, a very well maintained Aria Pro II Thor Sound from around ’79, is a great guitar. 24 accessible frets, a 5 stage tone selector, in parallel and out of parallel for each of the two Dimarzio humbuckers, in-phase and out of phase switch, a brass nut AND a boost switch with boost volume control. In short it was the best guitar I could have ever gotten my hands on and I am not likely to give it up.

I have another guitar, an Ibanez Artcore f-hole electric jazz style guitar that was my first real electric and is a nice, but since I don’t use it that often I feel I might be selling it and getting a used (because I always buy used guitars) acoustic. It’s a shame, but I have a philosophy of use it or lose it and I would rather see someone else playing it than me so off it will go.

Guitars a strange animal really when you think about them. They don’t make music, but there is a connection for the guitarist that is very elemental. When you lose that connection it is just a piece of wood. Blacky, Lucile or Tiger are all great guitars, but Clapton, King and Garcia are the guitarists who made them sing.

So I am non of those famous guitarist, but I admit having two guitars would be my ideal: a good electric and a decent acoustic. I say decent because you can often pick up a good solid electric for little bootle. A good acoustic tends to be a lot more expensive because acoustics are a lot more sensitive to the vagaries of humidity, abuse and craftsmanship that their solid wood body cousins.

So I think I will keep two guitars, even if it means selling one to achieve my goal. Really what I am trying not to do is be a consumer. I would rather be an enjoy-er of what I have use, and I enjoy playing music and singing when the mood strikes me.

Keep playing guitar-I mean writing, yeah writing.

I Haven’t Been Posting, Which Means I’ve Been Writing!

Blogging and writing are two different things. I have to get on the computer and type out a post and publish it, but writing is the act of putting down words. Good news is I have been putting down the words on the page like a maniac!

From February 18th to March 1st I was drafting a new novel. The pages will become a lot fuller and developed after a second draft, now I am trying to decide to type it on my NEO or on a manual typewriter, on a computer or draft the second draft longhand like the first. Each method has its strength, but I am hovering between longhand drafting and typewriter.

As I neared the end of my first draft I went out and did a little research about the advantages of writing long hand. Seems there are many, from better memory retention to stronger mind body manipulation.

As I posted a millenia ago, I love fountain pens. My two most used pens right now are a TWSBI Diamond 580 (with a leaky grip section) and a Noodler’s Ahab with a refitted nib. I refill with Mont Blanc Toffee Brown and Noodler’s Walnut ink respectively. To sit down and write, using 5mm graph pads (I find that the spacing of 5mm graph is much better for my cursive style than lined legal pads) and I feel like I am doing what I am supposed to in life.

When I took up drafting longhand this time it was not on purpose. It was because I just didn’t want to sit down and type. Then it dawned on me that my first full novel was also basically written longhand, though a 50 page outline, on pads and I started editing from there. So I felt in good company to write out my thoughts.

I would love to say method is not important, the process of getting it done is. For you it might be sitting at a keyboard with a cup of coffee and spilling your heart through the keys. I aplaud you, keep it up. It might also be the college student discovering a typewriter and hammering away, or a teenager with his grandfather’s fountain pen putting nib to page-it doesn’t matter. What does is if you are doing it, which I have been and am deeply glad. I hope you are too.

If you don’t see my posts you know what I am doing!

Keep writing.