From now on, I’ll share comments posted by you, dear readers, that have inspired me, in a rubric I’ve generically named “Conversations.” I highly value your insights, and occasionally I’m sure there will be a few that are too valuable to be left buried and forgotten in the comments section, seen by my eyes alone.
It’s not the first time I’ve done this, as you may recall from this post and this little survey. But I hadn’t thought of dedicating an entire category to reader responses.
I envision this to be a weekly post. There may be irregularities, however, should I fail to sufficiently engage my readers. 🙂
For our debut, I present you this inspiring comment I received from Melissa Janda, in response to my post, “Have You Been Using ‘Epiphany’ Wrong?”
Ladies and gentlemen, the third award for this blog is in! This is my favorite so far; this weekend I’ll show you why.
For now, I’ll just say it’s a great way to celebrate up-and-coming bloggers—in line with the mission of this blog. If you’re interested in the history of the Liebster Award, click here.
Thank you Susan T. Sweeney for nominating me. I’m simply going to steal her description:
[It’s] like a chain letter. You nominate blogs with less than 200 followers, ask them 11 questions. Have them post 11 facts about themselves, and then you nominate 11 blogs (also providing them with your own questions). Then thank the person who nominated you. From what I can tell it’s a cool informal way to say ‘I think your blog is interesting and fun, good job.’
If you haven’t already, please check her blog for more interesting quotes and images like this:
Instead of writing, I’ve spent the weekend:
- Changing my domain;
- Rewriting my “About” page to include the philosophy behind my blog—and my domain;
- Implementing a new design, which involved CSS editing, uploading new images, new fonts, etc.
What do you think? Please let me know in the comments.
Yes, Neil. I know. Right away.
In his 1946 essay, George Orwell warned us that inflated prose can muddy our writing so badly its meaning becomes vague. Pretentious diction, it seems, serves no other purpose than to make the writer appear more important and knowledgeable.
The writer either has a meaning and cannot express it, or he inadvertently says something else, or he is almost indifferent as to whether his words mean anything or not. This mixture of vagueness and sheer incompetence is the most marked characteristic of modern English prose, and especially of any kind of political writing.
Another George, the legendary George Carlin, didn’t need a lengthy essay to express the same concern. Filled with Carlin’s typical charm and wit, this hilarious performance is guaranteed to both educate and entertain:
As a final note, considering the current state of humanity, I think we could use more people like both Georges.
That is all.
Thank you TPG for nominating me for this award. It’s only the second time this blog has been nominated for anything, I think.
The rules for the Sunshine Award are:
- Post the sunshine award logo;
- Accept the nomination and link back to the nominator;
- Answer the questions;
- Nominate ten other blogs (or sites) and inform them of the award.
Okay. So I need help. Not professional help for my mental health—although if this continues I suspect I may need some, after all—but in my writing. (Note: By “this” I mean “life”)
I don’t really have a writer’s block. What I have— nay, what I am, is rusty.Like my iron ashtray, left outside on the roofless balcony during the harsh winter months, I need to rekindle the fire—even if it’s with searing cigarette butts. Because the latter seems to be what my ideas are made of lately—dark ashes clouding my mind, clogging the blood vessels where creativity is supposed to flow, unhindered.
Now we know that Voldemort is actually a teenage girl, it’s time to face a harsher truth: so are writers.
Maybe I’m generalizing. Maybe I’m the only writer who has mood swings like a teenage girl in puberty. Sometimes I believe my writing is better than many published contemporary authors. Most of the time, however, I doubt I will ever measure up against them. Continue reading