28 August 2012

Missing the goal, it's not the end of the world!

After a ZERO word day Saturday, I woke up Sunday morning thinking about my writing goals. I've set up a spreadsheet that shows where I am supposed to be each week to meet my deadline. On Sunday, the good news was that I was at 22%...bad news, I was supposed to be at 38%! While the spreadsheet is a nice tool, it's also a burden in that it doesn't take into consideration the peaks and valleys of creativity or my full-time job.

Saturday was a rough day for a few reasons which I won't torture you with, but suffice it to say that bad days color my attitude all around. So back to waking up...so I realize that I was way behind on my writing goals, I was feeling down overall, and wondering why I was writing at all. And just when I was thinking of blowing off writing on Sunday, I was greeted by a movie reference that brought back my hope and faith in myself.

I'm a big fan of the 1998 movie Armageddon...life as we know it threatened by a killer asteroid, an oil-drilling team goes up into space to nuke the asteroid. So at 2 hours into the drilling, the Air Force leader checks in with NASA that they are only at 57 feet; according to the cute little printed and laminated USAF drill time cards, they should be at 200. Panic ensues as the higher-ups assume that means they'll never make the drilling depth and the Earth will be destroyed.

So the main character, Harry Stamper (Bruce Willis) grabs the cards and says, "This is what happens when you drill! We cannot use your Air Force personnel-only drill time card! Who wrote this thing, anyway?"  I turned the movie reference onto my writing goals...goals are great, but missing a mark doesn't mean I cannot finish in time. Creativity is fickle, and honestly, I've always done some of my best work under the pressure of a deadline. I wrote over 1000 words on Sunday despite a late start and a bad mood most of the day.

I may still be behind the mark set by the spreadsheet, but I'm not out of this contest yet!


13 July 2012

Freedom Isn't Free

During our recent road trip over the Fourth of July week, Mike and I had the opportunity to spend 5 days exploring some of our great nation's historical sites. Each day it became more and more apparent to me that I take a lot for granted, but more importantly, I was constantly reminded that freedom isn't free.

To say it was HOT is an understatement with day after day of 100+ degree heat. But we were determined to enjoy our vacation, and I just told myself to remember that the founding families didn't have the many modern comforts we enjoy...air conditioning, refrigeration, electricity, bottled water, sunscreen, shorts, running water, the list goes on and on!

The early settlers of America had an extensive list of their own...trans-Atlantic travel, colonization, starvation, poverty, aggressive natives, oppressive kings, revolution, war, slavery, civil war...not to mention the dangers inherent in poor diet and hygiene, disease, and less-than-modern medical practices.

Despite the daunting task of pioneering a new nation, first for England and later for themselves, America's ancestors stepped up with courage, commitment, and sacrifice. Some came of their own accord with hopes and dreams for a better future while others were enslaved by their poverty, their crimes, or the color of their skin. But in the end, they all laid the foundation of this great nation with their blood, sweat, and tears.

Nowhere was this sacrifice more evident than while visiting Arlington National Cemetery where the endless rows of perfectly aligned headstones of soldiers and patriots of every war stand forever at attention, and the tomb of the Unknown Soldier is guarded every minute of every day without fail.  I was humbled at the changing of the guard ceremony and grateful for every single soul who gave their life so that I could be an American.

At Colonial Williamsburg on the Fourth of July, we listened to an Air Force band, a Colonial Drum and Fife Corp, and the Virginia Symphony play patriotic tunes and recognize our nation's veterans and servicemen with each of the military themes. It was moving to see so many stand proudly when their branch theme was played, and even better to see the mass of non-military enthusiastically applauding their service.

I suppose the hardest part of our vacation was seeing these wonderful sites and feeling such profound emotions in light of our nation's current state of affairs. I didn't start this post planning on a political finish, but I just can't seem to help myself!

This country was built on the ideals of freedom and liberty, fueled by the drive of entrepreneurs and competition, fortified by a basic knowledge that individuals have the right to choose for themselves.  Yet along with this freedom comes the responsibility to work hard for both our own and the common welfare.

It pains me deeply to think that the sacrifices of so many, and for so long could be for naught if we relinquish all our freedoms to the federal government. The difference between a president and a king telling me what I can and cannot do is semantics...it's still oppression, and it's still wrong!

Yours,
Silence Dogood


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Below is a list of the places we visited on our patriotic vacation...

  • July 1: Lincoln Memorial, National Museum of American History, National Museum of Natural History
  • July 2: Arlington National Cemetery, National Archives, National Air and Space Museum, trolley tour of Georgetown (including the National Cathedral)
  • July 3: George Washington's home at Mt. Vernon
  • July 4: Colonial Williamsburg with an evening performance of the Virginia Symphony and fireworks
  • July 5: Thomas Jefferson's home at Monticello

10 May 2012

beginning, middle, and end

Today things seemed to come full circle as I edited Chelsea's last two college English papers. I haven't had to do that for her lately, but it reminded me of the beginning of college four years ago when I edited quite a few papers for her.  One of my favorite memories is of a paper where she was really struggling, so I basically wrote the introduction for her.  When she got the paper back from the professor, the only comment was "nice introduction."  We still laugh about that one...well at least I do!

As an English major and the Editor-in-Chief of the college newspaper for the past three years, Chelsea didn't need my help much in the middle of her career.  Once in a while she'd ask for a review, but mostly she did her own thing, developing her personal voice and style which I noticed is quite similar to mine, but has it's own distinctions.

It's graduation on Saturday, so the college chapter of Chelsea's story is coming to an end. This fall she'll start working in the Communications department here at Central College where she'll continue to write and edit all the while continuing to grow her own writing techniques. I'm very proud and excited for her!

Chelsea didn't really need me to edit her papers; my comments were superfluous, mostly differences in style, hers vs. mine, nothing that I couldn't have left alone...well, except a few typos ;)  I know Chelsea was very tired and running late on her papers and just wanted a second set of eyes, but she made my day by needing me again!