The bulletin's daily post is back. check today's insight. September 25th.

Continuation of the story this weekend. And next week the bulletin will be paid for and continue to provide info and devotions.

The Art Gallery will be updated soon including the banner.

It was a busy Saturday, but worth it

God bless you.

Due to the time constraint, I will be posting many of the paintings in the site's Telegram group. Almost all of you left. You are such a great "supporters" but thanks to the one who stayed.

Eventually the works will be posted here, but on there I can post on the fly. With updates etc.

I hope you all are well.

Contents will be available soon.

• Daily devotional

• A Western short story about a lone lady

• And a few new paintings, father's day and lost and found love

God bless 🙏🏻

We had a page that dealt with "files" and the likes.

The page will be returned.

Let me know if you are interested in previewing some of the novels which are very long. A portion and lengthy parts of the stories will be available on the page mentioned.

Update to the Reels & More

https://www.awalkingnewman.com/psw-reels

An update on the novel, Orbiting Odds.

This is going to be one of many examples how detailed these stories are.

For an example there is a strange creature usually seen at the border between Ash Peak and the city of Odds. As the story unfolds, it'll play a crucial role for the reader to understand why these cities are now divided. Including Lush Plains.

Let's took a closer look at this creature once believed to be an ordinary bird, you all are familiar with. Their drastic change will be important to piece together the puzzle as the story unfolds.

The Ash Strider: Legends of the Ash Peak

The Ash Strider, a colossal avian predator, stalks the unforgiving terrain of the Ash Peak mountains. Mutated by unknown chemicals, these creatures are both majestic and terrifying, forever intertwined with the lives of the Ash Peak people.

• Art gallery update later

• Live streaming next week.

Updates on the Art Gallery:

If you checked the bulletin earlier, you would know that the Gallery’s extensions are now working (Reels & more). There is still more work that I need to figure out. Nevertheless, it is working, and at last, I was able to go live in real-time, not just in audio like we attempted some time ago. This time it was a full live stream; I was able to see the video stream of myself live on my phone while I was recording.

This is great. Next, I will try going live from my phone as well. However, as the viewer, you can watch from your phone or desktop regardless of whether I’m streaming from desktop or mobile.

Controls and navigation are simple and straightforward. However, to get more out of it, such as searching for videos by keywords and searching for previously recorded live streams, you…

Whew, the Art Gallery is redone, And it is looking good, I will say. 😊

Check it out when you can. From a desktop and a mobile.

Three new paintings are added, well some of you have seen the third.

There is still more that I will post, but now it is time to shift my attention to a self portrait. Something I rarely do, but it will be special for this month personal event.

It will be based on the picture some of you have already seen.

Also, the Ekphrasis is now available, for the Thanksgiving Painting, Press-Free Ville.

STORIES PREVIEW FOR THE STORYBOOK

Orbiting Odds

The city was a symphony of sounds, a kaleidoscope of lights, and a whirlwind of motion. The hum of traffic, the blare of sirens, the chatter of voices, the clatter of heels on the pavement - all these sounds merged into a constant, pulsating rhythm. The city lights, neon signs, and streetlamps painted a vibrant scene against the night sky. The city felt alive, throbbing with energy.

People moved with a purpose, their steps quick and determined. They seemed focused, yet their interaction with their surroundings was blurry, as if they were trapped in their own concepts of self and time. Everyone seemed to be in a hurry, guided by the relentless tick-tock of time, which felt like a distant cage.

In this modern age, traditions have lost their appeal. The modern man saw no need for them. Instead, they were drawn to…

STORIES PREVIEW FOR THE STORYBOOK

The Standoff at Sundown: A Western Encounter

Tea and Tensions: The Tale of MarySue and the Wanderer

In the heart of the 1800s American western frontier, nestled amidst the vast countryside, stood a quaint cabin. Within its wooden walls resided a woman of striking beauty and formidable spirit. Her golden hair cascaded down her shoulders like a sunlit waterfall, framing a face that was a radiant contrast to the rugged wilderness around her. Her eyes, as blue as the vast frontier sky, while her lips, painted the vibrant red of a desert bloom, hinted at a strength that wouldn't be tamed. This was no damsel in distress, but a resilient woman who had carved out a life for herself in the wild west. Her story was yet to unfold, as unpredictable and captivating as the frontier itself.

One day, a lone rider happened upon her…

Post to the Art Gallery later today.

Have a blessed

The story will be updated this weekend and I will response to your comments, or any questions.

God bless you all.

Updates to the story later today. This will really gets you thinking. 😊