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moment of truth
I've come to a moment of truth. I've hit a spot in my story where I'm not sure what happens next. This isn't a situation like writer's block, where I don't have any ideas. This is a situation where I have too many ideas, and I don't know which direction I should take. The decision…
turkey day
Stuffing? Check. Cranberry sauce? Check. Turkey? No. Mash- wait, what? No. No? As in no turkey? Correct. But, it's turkey day. How can we not have any turkey? We have chicken pot pie. And you think chicken pot pie is an acceptable substitute for turkey? Sure. Why not? Sigh. Do we at least have pie?…
this is a cop-out
This is a cop-out. This is not a post. If this were an actual blog post, there would be a vague yet meaningful title, followed by actual content. A message of some sort, perhaps a story or a poem. Something interesting and witty, like the next great American novel, only shorter. There might even be…
this is too much like homework
I don't really go for reviews of books, shows, or movies. Professional critics opinions don't sway my decision to watch or read something. If you ask me for a recommendation or my opinion, I'll give it, but writing unsolicited reviews is too much like the book reports I was assigned in school. And if I…
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lethargic. tired, without being tired. done, before i begin ~
look before you leap
Look before you leap? But you just told me yesterday to open the damn door and move forward! Now you're telling me to wait and make sure everything is okay before moving? Will you make up your mind! Okay, okay, calm down. If you read my entire post, I mentioned at the end that you…
does this even still work?
Hello? Is this thing on? I'm not even sure I know what I'm doing anymore. 6 months and 10 days since my last post. Guess how much writing I've done in that time? Clue: I think I've just doubled it... Anyway, my illustrious wife is joining a group of amazing people to do National Blog…
seven words. too few, too many.
According to today's Daily Post, "Khalil Gibran once said that people will never understand one another unless language is reduced to seven words." I wonder how he came up with seven. Why not nine? Or three? Wouldn't one be best anyway? Or how about none? But the challenge is to pick the seven words you…
an interesting bit of history
(Editor's Note: This is something I came across on the internet several years ago.) What it took to get an 8th grade education in 1895... Remember when grandparents and great-grandparents stated that they only had an 8th grade education? Well, check this out. Could any of us have passed the 8th grade in 1895? This…
