Allowing everything to be-come in its own time not only requires so much less effort, but produces such better results that it’s worth being firm for just a moment: put down the ruler, wipe that stern expression off your face, and listen to what the classroom is doing.
There really is no wrong way to write, and that’s something you’ll see me learn over the course of the SSS Archives.
…the actual end-game of contemporary capitalism, to wit: the disposable commodity that is the human being.
I bought them, I displayed them, I may in fact have pretended they were shooting at each other over the streets of Macross city, but now they’re sitting in a box in my dad’s basement and I don’t feel I can throw them out.
One thing I have known about myself for a long time: I embrace paradox. I’m fine with oxymorons. In the words of Turbish from Disenchantment: two things can be true. So sure, take comfort in tradition while never being comfortable with it, look for the new to find the old, and go back home to discover where to go next.
In a way, what this post really is, as are most of the old “unsolicited advice for writers” posts, is a love-letter to the training that ironed out my writing. It was thanks to great professors like Chris Leland, Doug Unger, and Pablo Medina, among MANY others, that I started being able to find my voice and hit the harder notes. It still took me a while to get really publishable, but no doubt that I’m a fine example of education working as designed insofar as writing is concerned.
I’ll never forget my time as a cook, mostly because I can never shake the feeling that I might someday have to be one again. I’ve said goodbye to restaurant work many times in the past – in high school when I went to work in the video store, when I left college to become a security guard, and then when I went to grad school.
At the peak of my SSS posting ten-ish years ago, I held to a more-or-less strict three-times-per-week schedule. I had nothing else to do (well, very little else) and that schedule still almost managed to burn me out. That’s how I’m going to start a sort of apologia for a slow start to this blog.
I may have mentioned, in a previous SSS Archive post, just how much absolute crap I wrote in 2009-ish. This, however, despite some clunk is not one I’m ashamed of.
Let’s immediately digest an entire elephant: teaching is one of the BEST jobs for a writer. I have been wrong and continue to be wrong about many things, but this was one of the wrongiest wrongs I ever wronged.