Barry Robbins's Blog
November 30, 2020
Oh Daddy Chronicles - Humble Beginnings
The Oh Daddy Chronicles began life quite humbly. It was mid-March, 2020 - in the early days of the stay-at-home doldrums. I had gotten into a routine of picking up a coffee at the Starbucks drive-through window around 8:30 am, coming home, and setting up shop in my makeshift outdoor office in front of the house (wicker chair, weird table, and beautiful red fake orchid). It was the perfect outdoor time in Florida. Just like porridge should be - not too hot and not too cold.
I was reading the news, much of which concerned the coronavirus and the President. As per usual, I grew frustrated and angry at what I read. I think it had to do with appointing Ivanka to the re-opening task force. It still surprises me that, after all these years, I often react to injustice or just plain wrongness in the same way I did as an idealistic 18 year-old - with anger and frustration.
This time, however, a stroke of fortune came my way and I channeled those emotions by writing a short email, sent only to a few friends. That email, which began: "Oh daddy, I am not happy" would later become Episode I in the Oh Daddy Chronicles. It would also become the basis for the book's title.
I was reading the news, much of which concerned the coronavirus and the President. As per usual, I grew frustrated and angry at what I read. I think it had to do with appointing Ivanka to the re-opening task force. It still surprises me that, after all these years, I often react to injustice or just plain wrongness in the same way I did as an idealistic 18 year-old - with anger and frustration.
This time, however, a stroke of fortune came my way and I channeled those emotions by writing a short email, sent only to a few friends. That email, which began: "Oh daddy, I am not happy" would later become Episode I in the Oh Daddy Chronicles. It would also become the basis for the book's title.
