Writer's Block: Father nature
Jun. 24th, 2010 01:21 am[Error: unknown template qotd]
It was a ritual whenever we visited my Grandad that I would sit on his knee and go through photo albums of him in his youth. He was a pilot and I would be awed by the sepia pictures of him and his friends standing by various aircraft with their leather flying hats and scarves. He would point out various friends and tell some funny or sad story about them.
Sometime during this, he would utter the magic words, "Abaracadabra, presto-pass, if this doesn't work then I'm an ass" and pull out a mars bar from under a nearby cushion.
A lovely, lovely man.
It was a ritual whenever we visited my Grandad that I would sit on his knee and go through photo albums of him in his youth. He was a pilot and I would be awed by the sepia pictures of him and his friends standing by various aircraft with their leather flying hats and scarves. He would point out various friends and tell some funny or sad story about them.
Sometime during this, he would utter the magic words, "Abaracadabra, presto-pass, if this doesn't work then I'm an ass" and pull out a mars bar from under a nearby cushion.
A lovely, lovely man.
Writer's Block: Critical mass
Apr. 9th, 2010 04:19 am[Error: unknown template qotd]
A number of factors come into this, such as how I feel about myself at the time, how the criticism is delivered, etc.
All in all, I'm much, much better than I used to be.
The majority of my early life memories involve being 'criticised' in one way or another and, believe me, it wasn't the kind of criticism you questioned unless you wanted to be 'criticised' some more.
For many years after that, every time someone suggested, for instance, a better way of doing or approaching something, however tactfully, all I heard was: "You're a useless disappointment!" Of course, I was conditioned to shut up and take it - so I did. I would clam up and retreat into my shell (and shut the critic out of my life if I could).
It has taken many years for me to treat a criticism as an opportunity for learning and discussion.
A number of factors come into this, such as how I feel about myself at the time, how the criticism is delivered, etc.
All in all, I'm much, much better than I used to be.
The majority of my early life memories involve being 'criticised' in one way or another and, believe me, it wasn't the kind of criticism you questioned unless you wanted to be 'criticised' some more.
For many years after that, every time someone suggested, for instance, a better way of doing or approaching something, however tactfully, all I heard was: "You're a useless disappointment!" Of course, I was conditioned to shut up and take it - so I did. I would clam up and retreat into my shell (and shut the critic out of my life if I could).
It has taken many years for me to treat a criticism as an opportunity for learning and discussion.
Writer's Block: So far so good
Apr. 1st, 2010 11:29 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
On balance, I suppose Watchmen comes out tops.
Best song is possibly Somewhere Over The Rainbow or The Water is Wide by my daughter. But I guess I'm a bit biased.
Best book is more difficult. I've like so many of them. I started re-reading Steven Brust's Taltos series again - always a favourite.
On balance, I suppose Watchmen comes out tops.
Best song is possibly Somewhere Over The Rainbow or The Water is Wide by my daughter. But I guess I'm a bit biased.
Best book is more difficult. I've like so many of them. I started re-reading Steven Brust's Taltos series again - always a favourite.
Writer's Block: Destined for greatness
Apr. 1st, 2010 12:32 am[Error: unknown template qotd]
Having experienced this world for over forty years now, I sincerely hope there is no external 'Higher Power' controlling things.
If there were, then I could only conclude:
a: He/She/It is pretty darn incompetent.
b: He/She/It hates me for some reason.
As for destiny: Nope. Life is a random lot of Benign/Malign/Neutral stuff happening beyond our control and the all we can do is steer for the best path we can and try not to crash into too many others on the way.
Having experienced this world for over forty years now, I sincerely hope there is no external 'Higher Power' controlling things.
If there were, then I could only conclude:
a: He/She/It is pretty darn incompetent.
b: He/She/It hates me for some reason.
As for destiny: Nope. Life is a random lot of Benign/Malign/Neutral stuff happening beyond our control and the all we can do is steer for the best path we can and try not to crash into too many others on the way.
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Statistically, it's pretty much a dead certainty that there is and xenophobia is of no help to anyone. They'd probably have more reason to fear us.
In my most cynical moments, I like to think we have been visited by intelligent life - intelligent enough not to reveal themselves to a bunch of witless, planet-raping ex-monkeys.
Statistically, it's pretty much a dead certainty that there is and xenophobia is of no help to anyone. They'd probably have more reason to fear us.
In my most cynical moments, I like to think we have been visited by intelligent life - intelligent enough not to reveal themselves to a bunch of witless, planet-raping ex-monkeys.
Writer's Block: No regrets
Mar. 27th, 2010 07:07 am[Error: unknown template qotd]
Hmm... Difficult one, this. My natural inclination is not to eliminate any. All emotions have their place in life and so many blend into each other. There's no telling what else we would lose as a consequence.
That said, If I HAD to choose one, it would be envy/jealousy, I suppose.
Hmm... Difficult one, this. My natural inclination is not to eliminate any. All emotions have their place in life and so many blend into each other. There's no telling what else we would lose as a consequence.
That said, If I HAD to choose one, it would be envy/jealousy, I suppose.