Your blog still bores me. The last time I wrote about that I received all sorts of fun reader feedback from people who said that I was too negative and kind of mean. It makes me yearn for the good old days when I used to share posts I called Reader Gratitude.
Speaking of Gratitude I have a guest post running on that very topic tomorrow. It is going to be over at Al’s place. I like Al even though he doesn’t know a damn thing about college football.
Improve Your Time Management Skills is the kind of headline that makes me yawn. I suppose that it is a bit unfair for me to say especially since I say that headlines are overrated but it is part of life’s lovely double standards.
I blame the 99% for making me grumpy. The 53% irk me too and so do the 1%. Maybe it is because I am tired of being told that I am part of the 99% that the 53% make fun of. Or maybe it is because I secretly wish that I was part of the 1% that the 99% hate for all sorts of reasons, some based upon logic and some upon myth.
Don’t know about you but this post isn’t supposed to involve higher math so we are going to drop it right now. Done, gone, finito.
Speaking of done and gone Joe Paterno’s career just flamed out and I don’t feel badly about it. Joe Pa as some call him screwed the pooch. If you know that someone is molesting children you don’t tell your boss and then pretend it is over and done with. You make sure that your boss does something about it.
And if you are Joe Paterno you have no excuse because when this happened you were already a legend at the university. You weren’t some rookie coach who feared losing his job because he rocked the boat. Â But you blew it and didn’t see it through. And then you blew it again when you didn’t tell a group of moronic college students to stop causing trouble.
You should have said that you were fired because you made a serious mistake. You should have said that you were sorry and that it was time for them to go back to class but you didn’t and that is sad.
I Am Not A Saint
I am not a saint. My life has places where there are ugly red splotches and I expect that I will continue to make mistakes. My hope and my goal is that I will do something about them. Every day I try to be a better person- doesn’t mean that I succeed but I try.
The children and I talk about this. We talk about how good intentions can still lead to a bad outcome. We talk about how sometimes we make mistakes because we didn’t know then what we know now. The goal is to learn, grow and try to avoid these things so that we don’t repeat them.
Why I Keep Writing About Nanowrimo
I keep writing about Nanowrimo because it keeps it front and center in my mind. I keep writing about it because it is part of my own effort to improve my time management skills. It helps keep me focused. My friend Stephen King suggests that when we are working on our first draft we should avoid letting others read our words.
There is a lot of merit in that suggestion. More than a few people have written or left comments that contradict each other. Some of you love when I write posts like this and this but some prefer this.
I don’t spend time trying to figure out who is right or wrong. That is not because there isn’t value in that but because the story I am writing now is tied into the fire I feel in my belly. I want that fire to come through in my words because I think that is what will draw the readers in.
Theoretically it might be smarter to try to write for the people and to follow more closely a formula that has proven itself. I just don’t want to do that now. There is something inside me that is pushing me the other direction and I am following that voice.
Besides I have an audience in my head that I am writing for. I can see their faces and hear their voices. I know where my North star is and I am following my guide.
I told the universe that I was open to opportunities and possibilities and answers are flowing.
What about you?