I felt like sharing a short poem I wrote when I was very young. I was inspired with the imagery of a young bald eagle taking his first flight, and the words seemed to rush out. I hope this may inspire someone who might otherwise give up when standing at the precipice. Enjoy:
So, lately, I have been talking about brain monkeys on twitter. What am I talking about? What are brain monkeys? Well, let me explain…
One of my writer friends stated that her inspiration was, in part, determined by the monkeys residing in her brain. Sometimes they gave her great inspiration other times they threw poo…
Well, recently I have had my own experiences with these alleged brain monkeys. I have been awakened, through the night, with the monkeys screaming a piece of inspiration at me. If I ignore them they scream louder, keeping me awake; so I saté them by getting up and writing down the tidbit they offer. The problem is that when I return to that tidbit they throw poo at me and what I get out is a mess.
It seems as though they purposely choose the most inopportune times to give anything of worth, while asleep, in the shower, while driving, or while at work. Other times they throw poo and run around in my head till I give up and do something else. Then as if mad that I didn’t pay attention to them, they get me another tidbit of good stuff; I return to write it and they go wild again. …evil little monsters!
This is the war of the ages, the battle for our thoughts. We, writers, fight the brain monkeys so that you don’t have to. Well, that’s all I’ve got for now ’cause they are throwing poo at me again…sigh…
P.S. Just a little word to the wise: Brain monkeys are contagious and transmittable by any writer to another without ever coming in contact with them.
…well, till the next school year…
Anyway, I have been asked a few time if finals are finished and since the question keeps coming up I am writing this entry. THEY ARE OVER! I would be enjoying my free time, but work has picked up and deadlines are keeping my pockets lined with overtime pay. I am trying to juggle life and writing together; it’s hard, but once I get into the rhythm of things I should post more updates.
I’ll leave this image with you to remind us all what life can be like, enjoy:
The following is a paper written for a dance appreciation class. The requirements for the paper included responding to the question, “What is Dance?” while including various points from specific lectures (I.E. the propaganda section). It’s not my best work, but due to a request, I am posting it anyway. Enjoy!
What is dance? That question has a myriad of answers stemming from all aspects of the art. When I was first approached with this question, at the beginning of the semester, I had many ideas as to, what the answer to this question was. I entertained the thought that the art of dance is an expression of feelings and emotions reflected upon movement to rhythms. While that idea may be true in substance, it is incomplete in description. It leaves out some very import parts or avenues within the art of dance. In this essay I will attempt to establish a more complete definition of dance and its role in the human condition. Continue reading
So here I am, smack dab, in the middle of finals. This is the worst time for creativity as I am using it to the max to finish a paper. How many times have you ever sat down to write a paper for a class, opened Word (grabbed the nearest blank sheet of paper) and stared at it with a longing, and hope that words might just, well, appear. Then you sit and you think. You might even start a sentence, just to erase it realizing that it was garbage or just not what the paper is about.
I’ve not had this problem before now, so I attribute it to stress and the requirements for this paper are vague. The professor wants me to write from my opinion, a surmise of the subject of the class, yet include untold details from earlier lectures. We have been told that we will be graded on content from the unstated lectures, along with the completeness of our stated opinion.
It makes me tired just thinking of what lies before me. *YAWN* Where was I? Uh, I forgot… Anyway, if it weren’t for all the other school and work deadlines I don’t think this would be so difficult, it’s just the timing and fatigue getting in my way.
Well, I think this concludes the update on my current situation. Onward ho!
Life get in the way of creativity. I could end this post there and be satisfied, but I would feel a bit like a bum if I did. I really don’t like the way everything in life is so urgent and demanding of our time; to the extent that we have to forego some things in order to get others done. The question is why do we do it? Well, for one we need to live…i.e. food, shelter, and clothing, yet we let other things that are not important become so. For example: TV series; how many people have part of their lives revolve around a TV series, or sports, or comedy central? These and similar things are diverting as they should be, but we give them too much importance. There is so much potential locked up in each and everyone of us that should not be wasted on TV and the like.
My challenge is to devote myself to using at least a portion of diversion time to working on my book each and EVERY day. I have a long commute to work and will use that time to scheme up new plot twists and scenes.
I recommend, to anyone within my voice, that you take this as a challenge for yourself. You know when you could add even five minutes to your future or your passion. Why let things like TV get in the way?
The sign of a good song is the way it affects emotions, despite the current state of mind. Imagine the song that takes you away, from the current worries, and makes you feel like your floating in perfect harmony. This may be a rare occurrence for some and has never happened for others, but it can happen. That’s the point.
When we carry stress or sadness for so long that we don’t remember that we even have it, we can’t work on the cause. We don’t realize anything is wrong and therefore carry a weight on our shoulders for life. I have found one way to help lift and release some of these pent up worries and emotions. Meditation is a good thing, but how many of us can even sit for the time it takes to do so? Next, how many of us can really clear our thoughts like we need, in order to meditate? Few, in my opinion. So how can we learn to calm our minds in order to do some real introspection? I think I may have found a way that helps to focus the mind, yet open up what we have buried away. This would be to combine music with meditation. Continue reading
I had a school assignment on modern dance, that I found interesting. I have decided to post some of it here for people to read and maybe learn something, or be introduced to something new. I like looking at things from a historical perspective and my research came across some interesting facts about modern dance history. First of all, the term breakdancing covers a wide rang of modern styles, but for this article I use the term to mean styles more closely related to hip hop.
Breakdancing, what is it, and where did it come from? To be able to answer that question we need to go back to the early 1970s. This was a time in which many changes were happening in the music and dance industry. Disco had just taken off and the Hustle was prominent there. Things like Saturday Night Fever, lent to the art of battling; where two or more dancers would try to prove who was the better. This concept appealed to many youths, including street gangs. Continue reading
Our state of mind is a choice that reflects the emotions we allow to have priority. Think about that for a moment; now picture the guy sitting on a bench with a frown on his face and his shoulders slumped over and leaning his head on his hands. We have all seen someone like this. Now think about how the guy looked, was he scruffy, were his clothes wrinkled, or did he look professional? What reputation did you give him in your mind? Did the sorry state of the man help to determine his image as you pictured him. I thought so. We all go through trials and hard times. Some times are better than others, but only we can decide our response to them. I heard a story, on the radio, a while ago that illustrated this point well; it goes like this:
John is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is always in a good mood and always has something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, ‘If I were any better, I would be twins!’ He was a natural motivator. Continue reading
It’s official, I am a nerd. My wife said it!
Ok, so now that I think about it, it is probably true. You see, I fixate on random facts and ideas, that to me are interesting, but to everyone else…well, you can see it in the way they roll their eyes. Alright, take novels, how many times do you find yourself finding inconsistencies with the magic system in a fantasy, or remember a tidbit of information that was never used properly, or realize that the science in the sci-fi novel was way too un-believable? This is me, this is my life. I am not a critic, yet I seem to criticize novels, movies, games, etc… I still love them!
Next, we get to my topics of interest. I want to try everything. I love music, books, electronics, computers – i.e. the net, video games, paper and dice games (hush to all you haters), high adventure activities, fishing, swimming, climbing, boating, traveling (well the visit to other places actually, not so much the travel itself) and so on… I like just about anything to do with the sciences. I am frugal by nature and would rather try to build something than buy it (doesn’t always work out). I come up with business ideas on a weekly or monthly basis, and then I do some research and find the cost of operation (permits, licenses etc.) typically outweigh the profits; that or the cost of start-up is more than I have made my entire life times ten.
I haven’t even touched on my bucket list, I don’t think I can write it without spending two months in the process. Suffice it to say, publishing a fictional series is near the top of my list, followed closely by composing a symphony, starting a successful company in manufacturing, and building a space craft. I just scream nerd, eh?
So there you have it, a brief look into me, a nerd.