Category Archives: About me

The “Little” Details

Over the last few days, my relatives, a lot of them rabid conservatives, have been talking about how terrified they are of things going on in politics. They have this irrational fear that their world will be completely turned upside down in an instant. Sadly, it’s more common for changes to be incremental and gradual over time even if they’re desperately needed.

What’s going on at a federal level doesn’t scare me any. I’m sure parts of it will be inconvenient. But what isn’t?

No, the thing that bothers me the most in the last few weeks is going on in Texas. Texas has been doing their 10 year review of the curriculum. It’s a simple process, almost simple enough to have been explained by School House Rock, which would likely have been called communist or fascist today…

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“I’m just a bill, yes I’m only a bill, even if Republicans say I’m designed to kill.”

But, because it’s so simple that people don’t realize how big an impact it’s going to cause. And, as it happens under our noses, they’re doing some not so kosher things.

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But I’ve never been to Kansas

I’ve been, happily, calling myself an “aspiring author” for a long time. Saying it is my way of reminding myself that I’m still working towards my goal without actually having been there. I know I’m also a writer. After all, I’m doing it right now. But the term “author” so often carries with it that feeling like you’ve actually accomplished something and only arrogant jerks try to use it without having done so. Even some published authors have never actually referred to themselves as authors in public, it would be a “douche” move.

So I call myself an aspiring author, which is akin to saying I’m a daydreamer with a keyboard. Sometimes, that thought haunts me.

“Oh god no,” you say about now, “not another writer complaining about how hard their life is!”

Nope, not complaining. I’m sure I could and no one would notice, but I’m instead going to discuss what form this “haunting” takes! What form is that you ask? Tornadoes!

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Point of View

“If triangles had a god, he would have three sides” – Charles de Secondat, Baron de Montesquieu

The quote is something I’ve known for years but never knew who to attribute it to. I had to look it up, really. But something about it says a lot about who we are as a people. If you think about it, people throughout time have been worshiping entities which, generally, look like us. Even in the cases where there were animal spirits we somehow managed to anthropomorphize them in ways that make little sense. In fact, in some form or another, we’ve always believed ourselves to somehow be the center of the universe, even now. Sure, we don’t believe in a geocentric universe anymore (most of us), but we still have little quirks about us that we (at least, the majority of us) haven’t really considered in the same light. To each of us, we are the center of our own universe and everyone else is, if not completely, mostly wrong in their own views. Example: perspective.

When I started to write this post I was fueled to do so by a number of motivations. One being that I was looking to use some of these thoughts as the basis of a story. Another being an uncomfortable and unhappy conversation I had on my birthday a few days ago. But in the course of starting this post I looked at the date and realized something important, today was an anniversary that was worth mentioning.

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What’s in a name?

After some poking, prodding and a little helpful advice from someone identified to me as a “published author” I have come to start a blog. Something about the idea of doing one of these has always chafed me slightly. Maybe it’s because in this day and age it seems that everyone has one of these in some form or another. Though if I try to be a non-conformist and buck the trend it would mean I’m trying to be an individual… just like everyone else. We’re all precious and unique snowflakes until we get added to the pile, after all. Still, it can’t hurt much to have a space to air my observations, display some of my work and share the curiosities I’ve seen around me.

So I broke down, signed up for an account and got to work on setting up a blog for myself. Most of it was an easy enough endeavor: sign up an account with an e-mail, put in your personal information, choose a template. But there was one detail that escaped me for some time and required a small focus group to try to tackle: the title.

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