Stay or Change

a splendid adventure

curveballs.

The white and red stitched round blazing through diamond dust headed right for its leather home.

Curveballs start off at one height, one velocity, one direction. You see it, prepare for it, make adjustments to your position to make contact with it, and then it does what every good curveball does. It drops.

The thing about curveballs is you don’t know it’s a curveball till it’s, well, curved. Changed its direction, dropped a few inches, thrown you off your game. At that point there’s nothing you can do to change its direction or make it do what it seemed like it was doing before.

Once the curveball has revealed itself to be the curveball you were not expecting, you have a choice.
You can keep your position and go out swinging, maybe get lucky and tip it off.
Or, you can change positions, drop your chin, and go in…

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Is Literary Journalism Making Us Stupid?

Good info for newbie like me!

Julia Zasso's Writing Desk

No. Of course it isn’t. I crafted my headline with a purpose: catch eyes, incite feelings, and bring people to my work. I did exactly what Nicholas Carr did six years ago when he published his now insanely famous article, “Is Google Making Us Stupid?” in the Atlantic Monthly. Carr wasn’t out to prove that Google, the tool he used for his success, destroyed modern minds. He just wanted to talk about the way that Google changed modern thought and action. I could argue that all good writing discusses the change and evolution of thought. So why did Carr frame his article the way he did?

Literary journalism, the category under which Carr writes, is in a boom cycle right now. For those who don’t know, literary journalism, a subset of creative nonfiction, “demands immersion in complex, difficult subjects. The voice of the writer surfaces to show that an author is at work,” according to Norman Sims…

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The Small Things in Life

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My time of the year, rainy season!! Living in a tropical country means adjusting to having only two seasons, dry and wet. For me the rainy season is the most enjoyable time of the year. The weather is cooler, always a slight cooling breeze during the day and night. Like most of the homes in Nicaragua mine has an old-fashioned tin roof, which to me is the best sleep aid ever during rainy season. When I was a kid growing up I spent a lot of time on the farm of my mother’s parents. The farm was up in the Blue Ridge Mountains, specifically not far from a little place called Burke’s Fork, Va. It too had a tin roof, and my sleeping quarters was the loft room, which was small, but still roomy directly under that old tin roof by only a few feet. When it was raining hard it was a bit loud on the ears, but when it was a slow, gentle rain it was the most relaxing, soothing sound in the world. Even though it has been about 60 years since those days, I still experience those same feeling of being at peace with the world, and myself,  when I am laying down listening to the rain pattering on my roof.

My point here is everyone should slow down their life, take a long look at yourself asking “What are the small things that would make life better for me?” Is it a tin roof beating to a gentle rain? We all go through life wanting to be successful, get ahead in our professions, and take care of our loved ones. While traveling that road of life we tend to forget to also take care of our self! We forget those small things we felt, enjoyed and experienced when we were kids because now we are adults with responsibilities. I suggest to you that take a few minutes of honest self-evaluation, then you will remember, and maybe find a few new, small things that would make life much more enjoyable. Something like my old tin roof…..

john T’s words of wisdom….Learned the hard way, but no less enjoyable at this time