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Notes From The MiddleGround. Jeffrey Ford is an actor, writer, and voice artist with more than twenty feature films, three television series, five audio books (including the 2013 release of Noah Beck’s thriller, The Last Israelis ) hundreds of commercials, and dramatic narratives to his credit. His first book, RIVER OF NO RETURN- Tennessee Ernie Ford and The Woman He Loved. Cumberland House/Turner Books-February, 2008. But there you go. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Doing The Work,...
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Heart of Iron | Notes From The MiddleGround
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Notes From The MiddleGround. May 7, 2014. By J Buck Ford. Would that I had a heart of iron. Cold and hard as steel. A heart that would never grieve nor break. A heart that could never feel. A heart that was free from hope and despair. From love and from hate and from pain. A machine, nothing more, made of metal and wire. That would never betray me again. I would live out my life til the end of my days. Ne’er weeping nor mourning again. Adamantine and hard as a rock on an island of stone. In a sea of sand.
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Straightman | Notes From The MiddleGround
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Notes From The MiddleGround. April 7, 2014. By J Buck Ford. In the Spring of 2009, exiled from home and family and lost in Paradise. I could not have known that my long road back to the land of the living would lay one-hundred twenty miles to the south, deep in the desert, and would begin when I quit L.A., walked away from the business, and became the live-in caregiver for a dying, legendary queen of Old Hollywood and Palm Springs. That he wasn’t actually my real uncle, and wasn’t really a. It was a defe...
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Pack | Notes From The MiddleGround
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Notes From The MiddleGround. February 27, 2014. By J Buck Ford. I move between worlds. Between the living and the dead. I wash myself in waters of grief. I seek answers to questions I fear. I long for the sound of his voice. I dream of his tears. And weep for the past. He was a poet. He was a swimmer. He was a tile layer. He was a big brother. He was a friend. He was a musician. He was a rider of rapids. He was an open heart, worn on his sleeve. He was a nephew. He was a cousin. He was a cook. You are co...
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Doing The Work, Laying The Pipe | Notes From The MiddleGround
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Notes From The MiddleGround. May 31, 2014. Doing The Work, Laying The Pipe. By J Buck Ford. Reflections On The Craft. Two weeks ago, astew in a conceptual pique that arose on a long drive back from Louisville, I telephoned my literary agent, the ubiquitous Sharlene Martin, and told her I had. Idea for my next book. Not. Idea, mind;. You get in. Punch 10. You’ve got maybe a minute. It’s a legendary strategy in the art of pitching a story line for a movie; why wouldn’t it work for a story line for a book?
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The Wasteland | Notes From The MiddleGround
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Notes From The MiddleGround. March 26, 2014. By J Buck Ford. I was born into, and raised in the culture of television. It was an integral part of the family business. I literally grew up with it. In those years, network television offered us three, maybe four channels… five if you counted NET (PBS’s predecessor). We planned our weeknights as a family around what was on. You could count the number of great prime time shows on two hands, and still have one or two fingers left. Carried us away to The Ponder...
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The Craft, The Draw and The Pinto | Notes From The MiddleGround
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Notes From The MiddleGround. April 13, 2014. The Craft, The Draw and The Pinto. By J Buck Ford. I’d been working nights in an upscale liquor store in Belle Meade. When this story began, stocking and clerking for a few dollars north of the minimum wage, while spending my days working at cutting a lick as a singer and songwriter on Music Row, making something south of the same pay scale. I might should’ve re-thought that some. Sing like yourself’. I’d be writing this from the deck of the boat. Nothing like...
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Know Thine Enemy, Know Thyself | Notes From The MiddleGround
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Notes From The MiddleGround. March 30, 2014. Know Thine Enemy, Know Thyself. By J Buck Ford. Sometime in the long hours before dawn this morning. It is a telling moment of acceptance between the two characters. Everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about’. It was all he focused on, he said. We can’t always pick all our battles or our enemies, he said. Powerful words to live by, he said. For years now, they’ve been words that have literally. By the time I wrapped the last legs of the tou...
