Showing posts with label Writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Writing. Show all posts

27 November 2012

Distractions

Ah distractions.  Our world is full of them; let me rephrase: our modern world is full of them.  I understand now the appeal of typewriters to some writers, they're very NOT connected to the internet and email; and Facebook; and Facebook's myriad games.  And I seem to be a junkie to such distractions, despite my best efforts.  

But isn't that how life is?  We have these well meaning intentions & masterful plans of great deeds we mean to accomplish. Then life drops a fat distraction on us like a dive bombing pigeon.  I've heard it said: we are our own worst enemies when it comes to accomplishing our goals.  But it's not entirely our fault.  I mean, a recovering alcoholic knows to stay away from a Bar.  Our problem is distractions litter the virtual walls of the internet like water in a hurricane.  They're a little hard to get away from.  

Well here's me hoping I can get back to consistently writing, sans distractions.  I've got a lot of good stuff in me just waiting to come out!  So many ideas to talk about!  In fact I'm sure you'll see some of that in my next blog post.  Let me just. . .  go check on this one game . . . I'll be right back . . .







 . . . honestly, just take me a sec. . . .

27 June 2012

IT HAS BEGUN


21st - 22nd June 2012     "IT HAS BEGUN"
Here I am at 12:14 a.m. – writing.  I’ve gotta be up in 6-ish hours to go to work.  I’ve already had a long day.  I should be tired. . . What am I doing?!?!

Writing.

Why?  Because the words have to get out.  If I don’t write, the words are just going to keep me restless; or worse yet, I’ll lose them.  It’s not that what I’m writing is so paramount that I’m uncontrollably driven to write.  I’m not scribing the Bible here!  Nor am I saving the world . . .

I’m writing because there’s something I feel and I cannot be the only one who does.  It’s an unsettling feeling that sometimes keeps me up at night.  Sometimes this feeling leaves me screaming angry.  Sometimes this feeling leaves me depressed & lost.  I can't always describe this feeling, outside of the fact that I perceive it, & I know at times this brings out questions that we all have asked: "Why is this happening?"  "Why am I here?"  "What is wrong with this world?"
To quote Morpheus from the movie The Matrix:
Let me tell you why you're here. You're here because you know something. What you know, you can't explain. But you feel it. You've felt it your entire life. That there's something wrong with the world. You don't know what it is, but it's there...like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad. It is this feeling that has brought you to me. Do you know what I'm talking about?
And we all know what he's talking about.  In the movie Neo answers Morpheus with the question "The Matrix?" but in real life we can answer Morpheus' question with questions of our own: "Why is life so mundane?" “Where is the grand adventure?" "Why aren’t there Heroes anymore?”

I’m starting this Blog because I’d like to know the answer to these questions & I don’t believe I’m the only one who does.  I believe Heroism is in the heart of every person.  We live in a messed up world with many needs.  I believe the choice of Heroism tugs at our very being every day & every day we decide if we’ll listen & respond to it or not.

My intention with this blog is to write about what I see and hear and feel and I invite you to respond in kind.  Some days the posts will be serious & some days they’ll be comical.  My hope is one day the questions a fore mentioned can be answered with an uproar of people saying “Send me, I’ll go.  I’ll be the Hero.”
At the end of the day, all that’s here are words & all I’m doing is writing.  But, words in their basest form are the conveyance of ideas & ideas have the potential to become something more, something greater, if you let them.  What you choose to do with what you see here is up to you.  So whether this blog is your call to arms, a wind of inspiration, or just a breath of fresh air, I hope it leaves you feeling better then when you found it, whatever ‘better’ might be.