TITLE: Map of a Distorted Mind
AUTHOR: Joseph R. McNulty
DATE: March 13, 2011
Bookmark ratings;
01 = poor
02 = average
03 = good
04 = great
05 = excellent
The book has a recognizable theme or plot: Yes
The setting is described with enough detail to provide a mental picture: I could see what the writer was feeling in his poetry.
The setting is essential to the storyline: Yes
It is clear who the protagonist and antagonist are: N/A
The dialogue is easy to read and flows well within the story: N/A
It is grammatically correct with accurate punctuation: Yes
The manuscript needs some editing: No
The story has a conflict or problem that needs to be resolved: No
There is a notable climax to the story: N/A
The point of view was consistent and easy to follow: Yes
What is the genre of the book? Poetry
REVIEW: In “Map of a Distorted Mind” by Joseph R. McNulty it tells us of a man expressing the grief of lost love. It talks about the day he fell in love with her and the day she died. I felt every emotion this man felt in every poem in this book. Mr. McNulty showed the world exactly how he felt. I applaud him in being so open honest.
Every poem had a flow and consistency to it. At parts, I thought it would make a great song because the way the words formed so well. I must admit my personal favorite is “The Great Sardine Ride” where he moves to be closer to the one he loves. I have done that, and know firsthand how the pull of love will make you do anything. Those of us that love poetry that comes straight from the heart will love this poetry tome.
4.5 bookmarks
Carol A. Langstroth, Manager
Mind Fog Reviews
Monday, April 4, 2011
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Radio Interview
So, I had the pleasure and honor of being a guest this past Saturday (01/22/2011) on an internet radio program 'The Afterthoughts News Hour with S. Denice Newton'. I was there to promote my debut poetry book Map of a Distorted Mind.
I have troubles sometimes when it comes to public speaking or the like. Prior to being a guest, I was listening to a few segments of her past shows and I was eased by the tender voice of the host, so I wasn't as worried. My only concern that questioned my mind was, "What is she going to ask me? What if I freeze in a voiceless manor?" I brushed all of those worries off. And I made the call when it was my slot. (I had a couple shots of whisky to calm my nerves)
And let me tell you, it was a breeze. The panic was completely removed and I spoke with confidence. First few minutes I was nervous but naturally, I shook it off. Prior to the show I had marked a few poems that I was going to recite incase I was given the "Mic". From out of the six or so, poems I marked to read, I then picked just one incase I was only able to read one...turned out that I was given the platform to read ALL of the marked poems. Certainly, not my entire book but I gave listeners a pretty good taste of what to expect out of reading my book and what kind of voice would be heard. A profound voice and most listeners that responded to me, said I sounded like a pro.
I don't think that the host knew what was to come out of my mouth until I read that first one...she became hooked, much like everybody else does. She knows the difference between "Junk" and "Good Poetry". MINE IS NOT JUNK. and she wants me to return sometime soon, which I will be more than happy to return anytime she wants me to.
I feel that this radio opportunity was a good kick start to my career and I will be curious to see what sort of sales generate from this radio show. I encourage everybody to listen to the show and get an idea of who Joseph R. McNulty is and the work that will stun the world. I will post a link to those who want to listen. I am forever grateful for Ms. Newton and the support she has given me.http://www.blogtalkradio.com/s-denice-newton/2011/01/23/map-of-a-distorted-mind-welcome-joseph-mcnulty?a=y
( I am gathering up more poetry for a second collection to be published soon. )
I have troubles sometimes when it comes to public speaking or the like. Prior to being a guest, I was listening to a few segments of her past shows and I was eased by the tender voice of the host, so I wasn't as worried. My only concern that questioned my mind was, "What is she going to ask me? What if I freeze in a voiceless manor?" I brushed all of those worries off. And I made the call when it was my slot. (I had a couple shots of whisky to calm my nerves)
And let me tell you, it was a breeze. The panic was completely removed and I spoke with confidence. First few minutes I was nervous but naturally, I shook it off. Prior to the show I had marked a few poems that I was going to recite incase I was given the "Mic". From out of the six or so, poems I marked to read, I then picked just one incase I was only able to read one...turned out that I was given the platform to read ALL of the marked poems. Certainly, not my entire book but I gave listeners a pretty good taste of what to expect out of reading my book and what kind of voice would be heard. A profound voice and most listeners that responded to me, said I sounded like a pro.
I don't think that the host knew what was to come out of my mouth until I read that first one...she became hooked, much like everybody else does. She knows the difference between "Junk" and "Good Poetry". MINE IS NOT JUNK. and she wants me to return sometime soon, which I will be more than happy to return anytime she wants me to.
I feel that this radio opportunity was a good kick start to my career and I will be curious to see what sort of sales generate from this radio show. I encourage everybody to listen to the show and get an idea of who Joseph R. McNulty is and the work that will stun the world. I will post a link to those who want to listen. I am forever grateful for Ms. Newton and the support she has given me.http://www.blogtalkradio.com/s-denice-newton/2011/01/23/map-of-a-distorted-mind-welcome-joseph-mcnulty?a=y
( I am gathering up more poetry for a second collection to be published soon. )
Thursday, December 16, 2010
I thought Pedestrians still had the right of way
Sunday, December 12, 2010
It was a little after 2:00pm and I was headed to work. Enjoying my walk, on a relatively nice day, I was at peace, in my thoughts and my life at that current moment. Its a good 20 minute walk (I enjoy walking, I don't drive, and I do not take my legs for granted) Between my apartment and the mall I walk through about 4 or 5 cross ways.
While I was patiently waiting my time to cross this particular crosswalk, that is connected to a busy intersection, and almost always, I study my surroundings. I'm just a cautious guy with reason...
"Walk Sign Is On" I begin to stroll through this crosswalk when all of a sudden I see to my left and oncoming car. Mind you, I was just about half way through it at this point. Most cars that are usually turning into traffic slow down for the pedestrians to walk out of the way before they keep driving. MOST CARS that is.
While walking I was having a conversation with my fiance, over the phone, and I was also paying close attention to this particular oncoming car...figured it was going slow down like they do, but as I'm talking I notice that its getting closer and closer. I had to brace for impact and hope for the best. It wasn't going too terribly fast but enough where when it struck my body I went up on the hood.
In mid conversation I shifted my body in a fighting stance to brace this car, playing close attention I was able to project my momentum up onto the car by leg lifts. The car hit my body and I lifted my legs back to prevent as much damage as possible, given the random situation at hand. I kissed the hood but managed to cling on to it WHILE still holding my phone and travel mug filled with hot, black coffee. Of course, some coffee splashed on my suit but did I care at that given moment, Not really. I was in shock.
I got back on the phone and with a tone unheard of before, I told my fiance "I'll need to call you back" and hung up before she could say anything.
The guy quickly pulled over and began freaking out. Panic was in his empty eyes...mine too, but not as severe. He didn't know what to think or what to do. I was shaky from the minor trauma and some flashbacks from my car wreck in 2004 lightly haunted my mind here and there for a short period. He repeatedly asked if I was alright and if there was anything he could do. Surprisingly enough, the only damage that was sustained on my body after the impact was a small bruising on my arm bone. No whiplash was ever sustained.
After an awkward short conversation, the driver and I exchanged a friendly handshake and away we went our separate ways. I called Cortney back and she immediately asked if I had dropped my phone because she heard a strange noise, and I told her that I was hit by a car. After calming her down and filling her in on the details, the noise she heard was my body actually being hit by the moving car.
And I even made to work on-time, with enough time to get a refill on my coffee and have a cigarette before I clocked on for the strange day ahead of me.
It was a little after 2:00pm and I was headed to work. Enjoying my walk, on a relatively nice day, I was at peace, in my thoughts and my life at that current moment. Its a good 20 minute walk (I enjoy walking, I don't drive, and I do not take my legs for granted) Between my apartment and the mall I walk through about 4 or 5 cross ways.
While I was patiently waiting my time to cross this particular crosswalk, that is connected to a busy intersection, and almost always, I study my surroundings. I'm just a cautious guy with reason...
"Walk Sign Is On" I begin to stroll through this crosswalk when all of a sudden I see to my left and oncoming car. Mind you, I was just about half way through it at this point. Most cars that are usually turning into traffic slow down for the pedestrians to walk out of the way before they keep driving. MOST CARS that is.
While walking I was having a conversation with my fiance, over the phone, and I was also paying close attention to this particular oncoming car...figured it was going slow down like they do, but as I'm talking I notice that its getting closer and closer. I had to brace for impact and hope for the best. It wasn't going too terribly fast but enough where when it struck my body I went up on the hood.
In mid conversation I shifted my body in a fighting stance to brace this car, playing close attention I was able to project my momentum up onto the car by leg lifts. The car hit my body and I lifted my legs back to prevent as much damage as possible, given the random situation at hand. I kissed the hood but managed to cling on to it WHILE still holding my phone and travel mug filled with hot, black coffee. Of course, some coffee splashed on my suit but did I care at that given moment, Not really. I was in shock.
I got back on the phone and with a tone unheard of before, I told my fiance "I'll need to call you back" and hung up before she could say anything.
The guy quickly pulled over and began freaking out. Panic was in his empty eyes...mine too, but not as severe. He didn't know what to think or what to do. I was shaky from the minor trauma and some flashbacks from my car wreck in 2004 lightly haunted my mind here and there for a short period. He repeatedly asked if I was alright and if there was anything he could do. Surprisingly enough, the only damage that was sustained on my body after the impact was a small bruising on my arm bone. No whiplash was ever sustained.
After an awkward short conversation, the driver and I exchanged a friendly handshake and away we went our separate ways. I called Cortney back and she immediately asked if I had dropped my phone because she heard a strange noise, and I told her that I was hit by a car. After calming her down and filling her in on the details, the noise she heard was my body actually being hit by the moving car.
And I even made to work on-time, with enough time to get a refill on my coffee and have a cigarette before I clocked on for the strange day ahead of me.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Holiday Gift Ideas...
If anybody is looking for any ideas for something under the tree or to be stuffed in a stocking, might I suggest my book. It's only 11 bucks, not to shabby and it will leave a lasting enjoyment...maybe the gift that keeps on giving.
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Thursday, October 7, 2010
FOUR YEAR OLDS! AHH!!!!!!!!
It has been a couple of months since I have posted anything on my blog, and for that I apologize readers. I have been quite the busy guy dealing with the publication of my book, un-desireable issues at work, and raising a four year old...
My Son turned Four this past August and I figured well, the threatening threes are over with so now I can start to enjoy Thane being a four year old. WRONG!!! I think Four is just as bad as three, if not worse. "Terrible Two's" were a breeze and the "Threatening Three's" were only a taste of what was to come at age four.
His birthday party went off without a hitch and he had fun; opening his stack of gifts from partygoers and from his parents and family, playing with the partygoers, and just loving that it was his birthday. (Holidays and such are starting to make sense in his mind now, like he understands what it means to get presents and open them. You know how it goes)
The very next day it happened, Four sunk into his head and he developed more of an opinion. It doesn't help that he is stubborn but I've been dealing with the backtalk, and the "No's!". He's too damn opinionated. It seems like he is frustrated and just does not want to listen and maybe that is just the way of the four year old???
I am proud because he is slowly starting to try new foods, but it seems to be at his discression. He's a very picky eater and I've come to find that on a frequent occasion he'll try a bite of something that he's always been told that taste's really yummy. Slowly but surely, his appetite for good tasting food is coming ahead. But if he doesn't want it you can't even force a bite in his mouth if you tried.
I have taken a no bullshit approach to try and get him to listen. I follow through; if he continues to disobey I tell him that I am taking one of his favorite, most prized possesions away...the next time he doesn't listen I take it, whatever it may be at the time, and I put it up in the closet and ultimately is forgotten about and then at a later point in life I bring it back to him and its like christmas to him all over again. Sometimes it works but then again...well, you know, it just doesn't.
He is due to be going into a schooling program soon and actually when he sees a school bus drive by, he gets really excited; jumps up and down, claps his hands, and shreiks in excitement, you know how kids are. He tells us that he wants to ride in the school bus and wants to go to school to learn and play with kids, and we are ready. :) Kids need that.
He's a sweet kid a lot of the time, and I enjoy Fatherhood but the age of four is wearing on me. The phase is very stressful for me but at the end of the day it's worth it (most of the time) He is very smart, clever, and so I think he uses that as a tool against Mommy and Daddy. We are not fools though! I can't help but think a lot of the time, a four year old is running my life but I put my foot down.
Has that thought ever drifted into anybody's minds before?
I am open to any comments or suggestions from Parents or anybody really, who has been exposed to raising children prior to myself. I am new at this.
My Son turned Four this past August and I figured well, the threatening threes are over with so now I can start to enjoy Thane being a four year old. WRONG!!! I think Four is just as bad as three, if not worse. "Terrible Two's" were a breeze and the "Threatening Three's" were only a taste of what was to come at age four.
His birthday party went off without a hitch and he had fun; opening his stack of gifts from partygoers and from his parents and family, playing with the partygoers, and just loving that it was his birthday. (Holidays and such are starting to make sense in his mind now, like he understands what it means to get presents and open them. You know how it goes)
The very next day it happened, Four sunk into his head and he developed more of an opinion. It doesn't help that he is stubborn but I've been dealing with the backtalk, and the "No's!". He's too damn opinionated. It seems like he is frustrated and just does not want to listen and maybe that is just the way of the four year old???
I am proud because he is slowly starting to try new foods, but it seems to be at his discression. He's a very picky eater and I've come to find that on a frequent occasion he'll try a bite of something that he's always been told that taste's really yummy. Slowly but surely, his appetite for good tasting food is coming ahead. But if he doesn't want it you can't even force a bite in his mouth if you tried.
I have taken a no bullshit approach to try and get him to listen. I follow through; if he continues to disobey I tell him that I am taking one of his favorite, most prized possesions away...the next time he doesn't listen I take it, whatever it may be at the time, and I put it up in the closet and ultimately is forgotten about and then at a later point in life I bring it back to him and its like christmas to him all over again. Sometimes it works but then again...well, you know, it just doesn't.
He is due to be going into a schooling program soon and actually when he sees a school bus drive by, he gets really excited; jumps up and down, claps his hands, and shreiks in excitement, you know how kids are. He tells us that he wants to ride in the school bus and wants to go to school to learn and play with kids, and we are ready. :) Kids need that.
He's a sweet kid a lot of the time, and I enjoy Fatherhood but the age of four is wearing on me. The phase is very stressful for me but at the end of the day it's worth it (most of the time) He is very smart, clever, and so I think he uses that as a tool against Mommy and Daddy. We are not fools though! I can't help but think a lot of the time, a four year old is running my life but I put my foot down.
Has that thought ever drifted into anybody's minds before?
I am open to any comments or suggestions from Parents or anybody really, who has been exposed to raising children prior to myself. I am new at this.
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