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Summer of 210000 Words
It’s still absolutely frightening how much I don’t know about what I should know. For example, I still have only heard 50% of Otis Redding’s work and know maybe 1/3rd of his story. It’s even worse for Sam Cooke & Ray Charles. Let’s not even talk about Delta Blues – stuff I should know like [...]
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“Jesus, Etc…” by Wilco. Divine song. It came out in 2002 and everybody thought the song was about the 9/11 attacks. Truth told, it was written and recorded before 9/11. In fact, in my opinion, the grief becomes misplaced in the song if you think it’s about 9/11. But It’s How Things Stick with You [...]
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Study any canonical text long enough, be it religious or law, and you’ll find something credible to support your position. For every… “When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be.” – Lao Tzu There’s a… “Tension is who you think you should be. Relaxation is who you are.” – [...]
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One of the hardest things I grapple with when dealing with them Books of Blues is the fine line between moving forward & holding on. How can one go down the rabbit hole when they’re still holding on? Where was the line? Was there a line? Can you do both? Or is it an Either / [...]
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I spent the last few days summarizing the emotional crashes in my life. I talked about the one that happened when my work project hit. Then I went on to point out other crashes: the one when the pirate ship left me, the one when the girl I thought was going to be The Girl [...]
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On two occasions I crashed harder than the great crash of September 2003. The second one was a year before in September 2002. It started on the 23rd. A Monday. I went to get up and go to school and I couldn’t get out of bed. And then I couldn’t get out of bed on [...]
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Last time I had a real hard emotional crash was in September 2003. It was the one my pirate friend helped me through. The moment it started I had to Tears-of-a-Clown it to the few hundred gamblers who were racing up to my footsteps so me and my co-workers could take care of their cars [...]
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I had a crisis of faith when the Google Panda 2.2 disaster hit my project. But it’s not my first Googley-Woogley issue I’ve dealt with. I do this for a living. The fact that everyone in the industry is going through uncharted waters together for the first time in years helps. Now I’m waiting on [...]
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In the wake of yesterday’s Pandified disaster, I shivered and shook so much my cell phone was taken away from so I wouldn’t keep checking stats. I agreed under the premise that it was checked frequent in case family or friends call. It Just Dinged, Again. Another Shout Out Goes to Allyn Hane of Blogger [...]
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A week ago, Google updated their indexing algorithm. The change was codenamed, “Panda 2.2.” The changed initially gave my project a 50% uptick in traffic. Today, It Took It All Away & Then Some A 95% dip in traffic for the project. I sat paralyzed in bed for a couple hours. 4, actually. It felt [...]
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Writing is paradoxical. Great big universe of endless possibilities with the only limitation being one’s own imagination, and you have to be confined to a chair and write it all down on a little black box. Coupled with the overwhelming fear of not knowing how the project’s going to turn out or how it will [...]
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The shakes started my day. Didn’t get out of bed for two hours. Sat there checking stats. I let one bad day on a 40% completed project get the better of me. Nobody Successful Goes Undefeated
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I watched a section of the Magnolia tree fall outside the bedroom window during the storm. It was just one of those awesome, random acts of moments that I happened to witness. Life Has Been a Lot Like That Lately I was cruising through the day’s 3,500 words when the shivers came over me. Fears. [...]
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It’s about an hour until the OldOld Man comes and picks up me and my mother for Sunday dinner. We’ll be sneaking down back roads out in the country as we head out to some out-of-the-way place to eat dinner and watch the water roll on by. We don’t do it because it’s Father’s Day. [...]
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