Van Halen 1.0 (i.e., with David Lee Roth) was my favorite group back in the day, and there has been so much talk over the years about them getting back together. Well, looks like that might finally be happening! Check out their new release–“Tattoo”!
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Have To…Have To…HAVE TO…!
You have to do this, have to do that.
Have to….
I understand that yes, there are some things that “have” to be done to get other things…done. But it seems to me that all these “Have Tos” are really piling up.
I may not have to write a book, but if I do I have to do it right.
I have to outline all I write.
I have to not only do a blog…but have to do it a certain way.
I have to post every day.
I have to be on all social media (not just one or two, but all of them).
I have to be an expert on all social media.
I have to own a cell phone.
I have to have a smartphone.
Have to respond to e-mail within a certain immediate timeframe.
I have to volunteer my free time.
I have to do all marketing and promotion if I get a book deal.
I have to get the right publisher.
I have to not use those publishers who buck the system and aren’t traditional in their methods.
I have to be everything to everybody.
I have to HAVE TIME TO MYSELF.
And do we wonder why everyone’s so dang stressed, depressed, overworked? Not smiling any more? Curt with everyone? So frigging spun up all the time and hooked on all manner of stimulants…and depressants?
Hey-zoos Chris-tos! What the hell’s the matter with all of us?!
Why I Blog
One of the members of a writing group I belong to asked: why do some of us blog and how does it affect our writing?
First and foremost, I do it because it’s writing and communication-both of which I love! When I went to college and had to do a paper, I loved to sit before an empty sheet of paper (yeah, when I went to college, we didn’t have the ubiquitous lap- nor desktops). To me it represented limitless possibilities, and I couldn’t wait to fill it!
I feel a deep, inner drive to communicate. Growing up, one of my family nick-names was “Motor Mouth.” Yeah, I was (and still can be) quite talkative and can strike up conversations with pretty much anyone who’ll talk back. My blog title reflects that.
I do not post blogs because I have to, to create followers nor a readership nor a platform, though I understand the need for all of that, and that posting does, indeed, further those goals. Writing of any kind is a deep, inner, communicative need for me. Is it brought on by some past or future reincarnational issue? Who knows. All I know is that whether through genetics (my mom is a writer/poet/editor), I just have to scribble things down on paper and on electronic media. Can’t help edit everything damn thing I see (cereal boxes, signs, books). And I post blogs because it’s simply yet another form of writing, and (if you missed it) I love writing!
It’s a journey.
Blogging is a short, extremely immediate form of writing, instantly available to the world. As I’d mentioned in a recent post, I’ve discovered my posts are literally read all over the world (as I’m sure all blog posts are).
How cool is that?
In blogs, there are no extra-personal editors–just you–so readers get to see the writer first-hand, no middle-folk.
And blogging’s friggin fun! It’s whatever’s important at the moment! From the gut! Shootin from the hip! As my mantra goes (if you’re gonna have a mantra…), I truly believe all forms of writing helps all forms of writing. It helps you write quicker, more succinctly. Don’t know about the rest of the blogosphere, but that’s what I strive for, anyway.
I also try to approach things differently, attack issues from a different POV than I see normally posted elsewhere. But that’s how I’ve always operated: trying to show another way things could be. I don’t intentionally try to stir up controversy, but inherent to what/how/why I write, that is inevitable. I look at it this way: so many out there are so free with dispensing their own views on everything from religion and politics to diets and whanot, why can’t I also be afforded the same respect, courtesy, and right? I’m not saying anyone has to believe as I do, but I do ask that within everyone’s personal belief systems each questions what they believe…perhaps consider that something else might be going on in the background…that not everything is at it would outwardly appear.
To be tolerant of other views.
There you go. Feel free to comment your reasons for posting–and enjoy it!
On The Vulgarities Of Writing
***THIS POST CONTAINS A GOOD EXPLETIVE OR TWO. UNCOMFORTABLE IMAGERY. IF ANY OF THIS OFFENDS THEE, DO NOT PURSUE ANY FURTHER! THOU HAST BEEN DULY WARNED!***
But you’re curious, aren’t you?
Yeah, me, too. I don’t even know what I’m gonna write about, yet, so…
Hide your children! Check your condoms and diaphragms! And warm up the heavy bag!
Hold the phone! You mean there really are those still out there who can’t stomach freaky shit, a well-crafted evisceration, or a good fuck?
Say it ain’t so.
Well–to a degree–I’m one of those. Qualified.
I don’t like to read or watch movies with nasty and graphic content (though sex is always a bo-nusss…), especially if it’s in there only for the shock value. Don’t watch them slasher flicks with numerals after them, and the Saw flicks utterly flabbergast me in their popularity. Great work for the SFX staff, but geesh….
However. I do understand the occasional and measured use of the graphic depiction to “swear, fight, or fuck,” as I’ll call it. In my writing, I, too, have also been there. Many times, actually.
You see, thing is…when writing (but not in the workplace nor freely flourishing anywhere in polite society where great offense might be taken…), writers try to do the best we possibly can in setting mood, tropes, and moments. Have to be honest to the story. And sometimes in setting these things one has to get, well…dirty. Yes, roll up the sleeves, slog around in the mud, and say to ourselves: do I cheat the reader? Whimp out? Look the other way?
Pretend my people (“Characters?” Ha! These are real people, I tell you!) in my book don’t swear nor how to spell it? Don’t have sex nor masturbate? Everybody’s good and has only good thoughts and intents? Puppies and kittens?
Or do I face the music head on and crank that bad boy up?!
No one wants to read about the daily grind, unless the daily grind involves conflict, sex, or a well-thrown punch or two. Conflict. That’s the word. I’m paraphrasing, but David Morrell once said that the/a secret to writing was to just not bore the reader. Well, writing about waking up, making your coffee, and heading to work (even in rush hour) doesn’t usually cut that mustard. And when trying to cut “that mustard,” weird, intense, sometimes quite offending events happen, and that’s where “interesting” begins, as should stories.
No longer can writing be flowery and flaccid (if it ever could), with a lot of “blanks” conveniently overlooked and not filled in. Readers want more real in their works, or, perhaps more to the point, “verisimilitude“: the appearance of reality (we, do, after all, in fiction, anyway, have to make the story appear real just enough for us to believe it, even if trying to escape reality…). So if you have certain characters, some are going to swear, fight, and fuck. And being a writer, we have to weave all these elements into our work in the best possible way, as Stephen King says, to be transparent to our readers. To write our work well enough so readers forget they’re reading. They’re living.
This, also, can apply to other areas of writing…like blogs.
Now, most of the time, I post pretty clean material…but every now and then I tend to use a choice expletive or two. Yes, I said “choice” for a reason. Sometimes when you’re slinging words around, a certain turn of phrase just begs to be used…is a perfect fit for what you’re posting. Do you use it, or select another word choice to show you’re far smarter than the little fuck?
There’s a certain…energy…to the use of the chosen expletive that better drives home a point, or makes a statement. Now some writing simply doesn’t allow for the “fucks and shits” other writing allows, and that’s okay. We all have our place, we all have our superpowers. But, for the most part, most writing does allow for them, and when using them, the same rules apply as they do for everything else in writing: don’t over use. Use for effect. There are so many other words to use in any language (well, except maybe Hawai’ian…?), pick and choose! On a Zen level, words are created for use. I don’t use fifty-dollar words to sound elevated and stuck up…I use them because they exist and I want to use as many as possible!
But…my parents! They read my blogs! My children! They don’t know this side of me! And-and I grew up tasting so many variants of soap I’m near blind!
My friends and co-workers!
I’ll be banned from my a) church, 2) car pool, thirdly) Home Depot.
Well, do what you gotta do to survive, but, one way or the other, as a writer globally projecting thoughts, ideas, and words out into the world…you are going to piss someone off. It’s inevitable and unavoidable. You just can’t please everyone–no harm in trying–but sooner or later you come up against your own energy and who and what you are. As a writer, it’s your responsibility to go beyond “nice” and portray whatever it is you’re portraying in the most compelling, readable, unboring manner possible. Assert your independence and grow. Reach beyond and strive for bigger and better.
And, yeah, sometimes we just get mad and are prone to potty mouth (and research does indicate that the use of expletives does help in dealing with pain, BTW).
Of course you can always chose to not write things-offensive. Case closed; no harm, no foul. Look, unless you’re still under the roof of whoever’s rearing you, you have a right to assert who you are–even to your parents.
Think your parents never cursed? Had sex?
I’m not saying to walk around carelessly launching expletives hither and yon like rose pedals at wedding, but you gotta pick and choose your venues–and in writing, that’s all you. Know your readership. Use wisely.
And get over being so easily offended!
In today’s world it’s become vogue to call out one’s offended status far too fucking frequently, IMHO. Get a tough skin and let the occasional fuck fly past without so much as a second glance. Move on. Go around the rocks. Get on with your life. There are other offensive words out there, and I’m not going there, because they go off into other territory I feel is far beyond the scope of what I’m trying to demonstrate…I also don’t want to get into a possibly really nasty debate. That is not my issue. Though all I’ve said certainly may apply to some of them, I’m more concerned with the more generic variety and their application that doesn’t carry other connotations that are best left to other discussions I will not enter into on this post. Use them at your own risk.
So, please understand that in writing, writers choose their words, and sometimes we use certain words for specific effect. We don’t just “throw down” without due consideration.
I hope I’ve managed to put this into better perspective, and I thank you all–in advance–for puttin up with my shit.
Never Give Up and Never Surrender!
Yesterday I came across a site where the author of that site described himself as “failed” in endeavors that were obviously important to him. It automatically got me to thinking about myself and others…those of us who haven’t “hit it big.”
I felt for the guy.
I read further, and among his other descriptions, “daddy” was mentioned.
Okay, people, and here I do speak from experience (not the “daddy” part): read the title of my post today. Take it to heart and internalize this mantra. I don’t care where it came from nor who is credited with saying it first (but, hey, thanks, Jason Nesmith!), just live and breathe the words Never Give Up and Never Surrender!
Persist.
I started writing when I was 6. I’m freshly turned 51. Yes, I’m published in a few places (even internationally), have a self-published work, and yes…am still writing and trying to sell “that one” that some publisher will feel s/he can sell and take me under their wings. I also come to find (thanks to WordPress’s end-of-year analysis) that my blog posts are read worldwide (Canada, UK, Europe, Asia, Africa, Australia…). Years ago someone asked me (in a roundabout and polite way, the more I think about it), why I kept going to writers conferences and have not been picked up.
Simply?
I don’t believe I’m a failure and I just don’t give up.
Ever.
Persistence is the key. Believing in yourself is the key.
Yeah, and the alternative is not acceptable.
There are many parts to everyone’s existence, a part of mine is to write. Other parts are to learn patience, to learn to better interact with others, to better create my reality, and on and on. Life is multifaceted. Internalize that one, too. Look at it this way: if your other “many parts” to your existence did not involve your art…how much more miserable do you think you’d be?
Exactly.
So, why not use this “other part” of you…be it writer, athlete, parent, whatever…and enjoy that personal superpower of yours. Enjoy just flat-out doing it.
Enjoy the journey.
Just because your work–whether it be an up and coming athlete, artist, or parent–doesn’t get worldly recognition, doesn’t get published, or your kids didn’t “turn out right” doesn’t make you a failure. All you can do…is your best.
Now, there are many reasons out there for why a thing is or isn’t working for you…but does that really matter? Your belief systems are where you’re going to look for that answer, I can’t tell you how to deal with that–that’s just another part to your personal existence, but to this other stuff, of considering yourself a failure, I can say…if you have an ability use it. If you’re an artist, draw and paint…a writer, write. An actor, act. Just because others seem to be “more successful” than you is background noise. Don’t compare. Everyone, and I do mean everyone has their own issues. We all put on faces to the public (anyone outside yourself), for good or ill. Chose your “face” wisely, and have an optimistic, positive outlook on life.
Be happy.
I know there is a lot of evil and angry out there, but if there was more evil and angry than happy and positive we wouldn’t be here, now would we? And if you genuinely have a depressive mindset, please, get that looked into. But try to focus on the positive. Try to create more good and positive with your actions.
Create.
Enjoy your creation.
Persist.
Never give up and never surrender!
Layin Low and Regoupin….
I have been layin’ low and regroupin’ this “Holiday Season,” as I like to call it. And it’s been nice. Been visiting with family, doing some reading and a little writing (sorry, no blog posting), following some writer group loop postings, but not much else…just a general all-around kickin’ back. Always on the move, always go-go-GOING, it felt great takin’ it easy (at least what I call “takin’ it easy”). Can’t believe how dang fast the year has flown past.
So, one door closes and another is opening. Kinda cool how that happens, huh? Out with the old, yadda x 3. Things are always changing and moving on. Replenishing themselves. There is constant rebirth all around us. Within us. As I frequently like to say, life is what we all make of it, and for this coming 2012 I’d like all of us to make the most of it and not fall prey to all the media hype about Mayans or approaching planets or any other end-of-world scenario…and chose to enjoy our lives as only each of us knows how to do. But more so, I challenge each of us out there to BELIEVE in ourselves. We all have value, and we all contribute to the world. Make no mistake about this.
We all count.
Make your life count by chosing a more positive experience for yourself…which in turn benefits Humanity, because you are part of a whole, and a whole is greater than the sum of its parts (yeah, it’s the “new math”). What you do, what we think–what we all do and think–affects us all. So, make the best of your life, live with a positive attitude, focus on your positive goals, smile, be happy, and greet life with vigor!
Now, I got a bunch of Twilight Zones to record….
Happy 2012, everybody!