Card of the day January 31st 2015
Disclaimer! I do not proclaim that these cards in any way tell the future, or magically tell you things to make decisions based on. These are purely for entertainment and intellectual food for thought.
Today's card is, The Knight of Pentacles. The good aspects of the card are dogged persistence, following through with your endeavours, and being cautious.
On the negative side, missing opportunities because you fear risk, are being stubborn, unyielding, and grouchy.
No matter what card is picked for the day, my mind will always seek to find ways to assimilate the meaning into my life at the moment. I find it always makes me reframe my thinking, much like an inspirational quote adds to your day.
I hope you find this entertaining.
Friday, January 30, 2015
Tuesday, January 27, 2015
What it means to me to become a writer
I do not consider myself a writer yet. I have not published anything. However, I hope to soon. I think I'll feel like a writer when I can wear leather shoes and cool hats. This, of course needs a little bit of explanation.
What I have admired about creative people is their ability to wear what they want, and not to worry about what other people think. They often wear cool hats and colorful clothing. They also wear real leather shoes.
Because of my vocation, I must wear rugged and durable footwear. It must be practical and rather bland. A nice leather shoe is good for walking about and generally looking cool. Sneakers and work boots are very practical, however the cool factor is well below the bar.
I wear ball caps. They protect my eyes and head from sun and dust. I have a whole collection of grungy ball caps. Wouldn't it be nice to wear a cool hat that is just plain nice to look at?
The greatest thing about these items of clothing is that you have to be brave to wear them. Nice shoes and cool hats say hey; I have pizazz! I have the strength to wear something nice. If you don't like my hat and shoes..., well whatever! I like my hat and shoes! That's all that matters.
When I'm brave enough to wear cool stuff, I think I can call myself a writer.
I do not consider myself a writer yet. I have not published anything. However, I hope to soon. I think I'll feel like a writer when I can wear leather shoes and cool hats. This, of course needs a little bit of explanation.
What I have admired about creative people is their ability to wear what they want, and not to worry about what other people think. They often wear cool hats and colorful clothing. They also wear real leather shoes.
Because of my vocation, I must wear rugged and durable footwear. It must be practical and rather bland. A nice leather shoe is good for walking about and generally looking cool. Sneakers and work boots are very practical, however the cool factor is well below the bar.
I wear ball caps. They protect my eyes and head from sun and dust. I have a whole collection of grungy ball caps. Wouldn't it be nice to wear a cool hat that is just plain nice to look at?
The greatest thing about these items of clothing is that you have to be brave to wear them. Nice shoes and cool hats say hey; I have pizazz! I have the strength to wear something nice. If you don't like my hat and shoes..., well whatever! I like my hat and shoes! That's all that matters.
When I'm brave enough to wear cool stuff, I think I can call myself a writer.
Tuesday, January 6, 2015
Typing:
There are many things in my life that I regret being forced to do. However, being forced to learn typing is something I deeply value now.
In my middle school years, I had handwriting that matched my father's. You see, my father was a physician. And yes, he had the handwriting to prove it. No one could read his scrawl. I have inherited this trait. As a matter of fact, even today I do not use cursive because I can't even read it.
Well, back in my middle school years, after many a teacher was unable to read my work, it was decided that I was going to take typing lessons. I'll tell you what. When I came into that classroom with its ocean of manual typewriters it was pretty discouraging. I detested the class but I had no choice.
After I started using the typewriter for my work, it was discovered that I couldn't spell my way out of a paper bag either. Well, that hasn't changed.
What has changed is that I type like the wind. Me and my spell checker work very hard together but she occasionally hits me across the knuckles with the keyboard. My wife, bless her soul, helps me with grammar and punctuation.
As you can see, my writing is a team effort. If it were not for the fact I was forced to type as a child, I would never have been able to do any storytelling.
The art of my storytelling, well you will have to be the judge of that. But I like my stories and isn't that why we express ourselves anyway?
There are many things in my life that I regret being forced to do. However, being forced to learn typing is something I deeply value now.
In my middle school years, I had handwriting that matched my father's. You see, my father was a physician. And yes, he had the handwriting to prove it. No one could read his scrawl. I have inherited this trait. As a matter of fact, even today I do not use cursive because I can't even read it.
Well, back in my middle school years, after many a teacher was unable to read my work, it was decided that I was going to take typing lessons. I'll tell you what. When I came into that classroom with its ocean of manual typewriters it was pretty discouraging. I detested the class but I had no choice.
After I started using the typewriter for my work, it was discovered that I couldn't spell my way out of a paper bag either. Well, that hasn't changed.
What has changed is that I type like the wind. Me and my spell checker work very hard together but she occasionally hits me across the knuckles with the keyboard. My wife, bless her soul, helps me with grammar and punctuation.
As you can see, my writing is a team effort. If it were not for the fact I was forced to type as a child, I would never have been able to do any storytelling.
The art of my storytelling, well you will have to be the judge of that. But I like my stories and isn't that why we express ourselves anyway?
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