This isn't a blog about politics and it's not going to turn into one. That said, I'm mourning the death of Andrew Breitbart today. I didn't get the news until after I'd posted my triffling little book news yesterday, otherwise that post would have been more meaningful.
He was a polarizing figure. Unabashedly conservative, defiantly fighting for what he believed in. And now he's dead. He was 43, barely a year older than I am. It makes you think.
He matured late in life, like me he had a little of the Gen X slacker in him when he was younger. But he caught fire and burned later in life. I know the feeling of that fire, it motivates my writing. As other obituaries have stated, Andrew ACTED.
I want that to be the lesson I take from his death. We don't know how long this game of life will go on. We need to act. We need to do, not just dream. I'll keep him in mind when I'm dragging my feet editing a novel or delaying sending it out.
My deepest condolences and prayers go out to his wife and four children. One thing I can do to help them, a little, is to buy his book, "Righteous Indignation." I'll do that today. There's no point in delay, now or e
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