"To entertain, inspire, frighten, teach, and entice as many readers as possible." - Keith Helinski
Wastin' Away Press features Keith Helinski's writings, ranging from short stories online to movie reviews over the years. Also features an assortment of Keith's interests. If you like what you see, check out Wastin' Away Press's official Facebook.
"The title of this ebook comes from a phrase I would always say at my employer. When people ask me how’s my day going, I sarcastically say LIVIN’ THE DREAM! Sometimes, I would get a bitter reply, ‘…feels more like a nightmare!’"
Around this time of year [February], I really get depressed. It’s the bitter cold weather that gets to me. The cold-walk to the car. De-snowing/frosting the car as you freeze to death (and since the heat slowly comes on, you wait by shivering). The cold-drive to work. The cold-walk from the car to that happy-place you work at. And then, just then – eight hours later, you repeat the process but since it’s nighttime, the cold happens to be a tad bit colder, which makes the process so much more fun. When you add the several inches of snow into the process, or when the plot thickens with ice – the fun-factor increases to that almighty max!
What keeps me going is imagining myself somewhere else where the temperature isn’t below zero. In fact, in my made-up place of palm trees and margaritas, it’s 80 degrees outside with lots of sun to go around. My tan skin feels the warmth in the air. Sure, a slight breeze makes the tense sweat go away for a second or two – but the moisture in the air is humid and HOT, just the way I like it!
I am relaxing with my own tranquility, instead of shivering through the islands of snow. Bob Marley, Jimmy Buffett, and The Beach Boys can be heard from a distance. The carefree attitude resides in me. I sit there in a lounge chair, surrounded by palm trees of all shapes and sizes. I don’t waste time waiting for my car to get warm, or walk fast toward indoors so I don’t have to endure the cold. I am at my comfort zone, where I feel content about life instead of gripping my coat for dear-life. It’s 80 degrees out there…and that’s all that matters.
"I’ve always loved the hot summer days in Michigan, opposed to every day before or after those hot days. But Florida weather is so much different. The sticky hot air melts your skin right off! You suffocate as your nose is plugged up because it’s so f’n hot out! Some like it hot, though. And that would be me! If I could fly to Venus, I would walk on the surface of that planet with just a pair of shorts, flip flops, and a t-shirt."
"I want the James I fell in love with back! The James that asked me to slow dance without even knowing me! The James that constantly gave me blue roses when we first started dating! Remember I would always ask you how you got them, and you would always say, ‘from the Octopus’s Garden!’"
Marcela laughs and sobs harder at the same time.
"I love you, James. I always have and I always will. Please, babe, please give me a sign. Show me you’re there. That you’re listening"
Meanwhile, Anthony is sitting across from Marcela, reading a short story collection called Livin’ the Dream… he bought on Amazon by some unknown author.
…and there it was, the ‘storm of the century.’ The one everyone talked about as ‘Snowpocalypse.’ I was just a little tyke when it happened. But I remember it well enough. The one everyone proclaimed, ‘the end of the world, as we know it.’ Everyone freaked out days prior to the ‘storm.’ It was as if - BOOM – a zombie invasion just exploded or 2012 came a year early. But as it was, February 2nd, 2011 – when Mother Nature decided to give Michigan a surprise of epic proportion. And boy was everyone surprised. But I can’t talk about that day without mentioning the events leading up to that day.
In honor of Mother Nature dumping a crap load of snow on the second day of 2014, ‘Livin’ the Dream..’ is now free on Amazon for FIVE DAYS! So stay in, whip out your Kindles, and start wastin’ away with my uplifting ramblin’!
"Anyway – next time you see an abandon cart in the middle of the aisle while you are shopping – it’s not abandon because people walked out or like some yahoo’s believe, got abducted. They simple poof – teleported to another somewhere."
"Roger sat on a chair near his tent and jots his current thoughts down in a fancy spiral journal that is in his lap. The front of the journal was lightly tanned, with a glued on picture of the globe (North and South America) as the centerpiece. Inside the journal, there are cardboard dividers within every 18-pages. On the cardboard dividers are various quotes in Spanish. The bonfire blazed light for him to see."
"Everyone on earth has a treasure that awaits him. We, people’s hearts, seldom say much about those treasures, because people no longer want to go in search of them. We speak of them only to children. Later, we simply let life proceed, in its own direction, toward its own fate. But, unfortunately, very few follow the path laid out for them - the path to their Personal Legends, and to happiness. Most people see the world as a threatening place, and,because they do, the world turns out, indeed, to be a threatening place. So, we, their hearts, speak more and more softly. We never stop speaking out, but we begin to hope that our words won’t be heard: we don’t want people to suffer because they don’t follow their hearts."