Archive for February 5th, 2007

05
Feb
07

Just a joke…

Nothing very profound here. Just a joke I heard that I wanted to share…

An old woman was walking on a windswept beach with her young grandson, who was no more than three. Suddenly, a huge wave came up unexpectedly and swept the little boy out to sea. Horror struck, the woman raised her eyes to Heaven, crying, “God, how could you do this to me? I thought you were a kind, loving, merciful God! If this is true, please, give me back my grandson, or I will stop believing in you forever!”

Sure enough, another wave hit the beach, carrying the little boy with it. Overjoyed, the old woman again raised her eyes to Heaven, saying “Thank you, God! I knew you were truly great and merciful!” She looked down at her grandson and, raising her eyes to Heaven a third time, added, “Hey! He had a hat!”

–Smith

05
Feb
07

5000 hits? Woop-de-frickin’-doo!!

5000 hits? Who reads this stuff, anyway? Well, I suppose I couldn’t let this momentous occasion go by without some acknowledgment. I mean, sure, some people have more hits in their spam catcher, but what the hell. If 5,000 people were misguided enough to check out this blog, I suppose they deserve some recognition.

But all in all, this has been worthwhile. I have rediscovered a part of me that I thought had died, only to find that it was just flabby from disuse. Evidently, judging from the comments of some kind souls, every so often I can still crank out something worth reading.

An unexpected result of blogging has been that I’ve become more interested in the creative process itself. I find that I’m fascinated listening to others describe how they create their art, be it literature or music. There is a great post here on Smoke & Mirrors, courtesy of my dear friend and learned colleague, Mr. Murphy, in which he describes his own creative process. I was intrigued when I read how having a writing instrument in hand facilitates his own creative process.

Oddly, I’m just the opposite. I do most of my composing in my head. (This used to be called “talking to myself”, but now that I’m a hot-shot blogger I get to call it “composing”). By the time I sit down to type, most of what I want to say is already in place. Once it’s on the screen, I then begin the process of revising, and granted, I do a lot of that (not enough, I can hear them saying).

This is not to say that either way is necessarily “better” than the other. It’s just that he and I are different, our minds work in different ways, and we approach our writing differently. Both methods, I believe, produce quality prose.

So my thanks to all who were kind enough to visit me here in my own little corner of cyberspace. Hopefully you took something away with you worth keeping.

–Smith




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