Hi there!
Years and years ago when I started my first writing newsletter it was called IMAGINARY FRIENDS, because my first novel was IMAGINARY JESUS and also I figured these were my friends.
So when I started this newsletter, which I did on a lark, I figured “why not call it the same thing?”
But I’m not sure it really encapsulates what this newsletter is, which is random musings, strange deep dives into topics that interest me, bird facts, occasional deeply felt spiritual thoughts, book updates and yes, always, pictures of Bruce the rabbit.
Also I’m concerned that it might be implying, “hey, if you think you’re my friend, that’s a hilarious figment of your imagination.”
Now, on the other hand, I have really enjoyed making a lot of goofball heading pics with imaginary people and/or creatures on them.
Having said that, I thought I’d float another title idea and see what the community consensus was.
So, there is IMAGINARY FRIENDS, a title with some history, some goofball feel to it, some connection to my original and best-selling (of my) books.
And then I’m thinking as an opponent RABBIT TRAILS, which says “hey who knows where we may go, probably off topic” and also well, you know, connects to Bruce.
IMAGINARY RABBITS and RABBIT FRIENDS both give the wrong impression, I think.
Anyway, time to vote:
P.S. I’m not going to name it “Uhhhhhh I don’t care” because I do care, but if you don’t and don’t want to tip the scale, there ya go. UPDATE NEXT WEEK!
Aloha from the greatest place on earth
I’m on vacation with my lovely wife in Kauai this week.
You know that means… a five billion word essay about nēnē, the world’s rarest goose, is coming your way in the near future.
I was going to write it today but, well…
I’ve got places to be! Things to not do!




Aloha!
Summer fun with Jim Henson
But look, I’m going to keep you entertained until next week. Here’s Jim Henson talking about how to make puppets out of things you might have sitting around the house:
Meanwhile, back on the ol’ Homestead
I’m purposely not mowing the lawn because Bruce likes it. No, really. It’s on purpose.
Also, we give him flowers. He’s spoiled is what I’m trying to say.
Here’s hoping someone spoils you with flowers and long grass this week!
Peace to you,
Matt
I feel like I have been an imaginary friend since I first read Imaginary Jesus. I like the title, but will embrace rabbit trails if that is the decision. Bruce is a highlight.
Heavish is my new word for places that look like what I imagine that paradise between life and resurrection that Jesus mentioned to the bandit on the cross. Those pictures of Hawaii are heavish. And so is Bruce. Rabbit trails.