I'm selling...is anyone buying?

Selling it.

"A politician should have three hats:

--one for throwing in the ring;

--one for talking through;

--one for pulling rabbits out of, if elected." (Pulitzer Poet, Carl Sandburg.)

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"A writer should have three hats:

--one for creativity

--one for craftsmanship

--one for salesmanship." (David Smith, writer.)


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   Creativity: I cannot speak for most writers...but the creativity thing is usually not my problem. Focusing, fleshing out, persevering in the pursuit of the creative vision...ach, there's the rub!

   Craftmanship: hmm, this involves not only quality of craft but quantity...gotta have enough output to be visible, sellable, and intriguing. Whether it's writing or cooking, attention to detail and expertise, applied consistently and persistently--that is craftsmanship.

   Salesmanship: interesting thought...I discovered that a lot of what I did as a family doc was truly salesmanship! Not the oily used-car-salesman stereotype, but the friendly salesman who has an outstanding product and wants you to fully understand how wonderful it is--you'll want to buy once you're aware of the life-changing value of the product! If I didn't adequately sell my expertise in diagnostics and therapeutics, it wouldn't make any diff--the patient wasn't buying. My job was to change lives, true, but getting my "clients" to really buy into my ideas, my plans, to embrace them as their own--now THAT was my job as salesman. (And, as a teacher of young docs...I had to sell to them, too. Too much of passes for "education" is  equivalent to laying a stack of brochures out, reading them aloud, and thinking that's the end--I've delivered my product. But w/o getting my students to actually "buy" into my product...the brochures are just gonna sit there in the lecture room.)

   Met any true salespeople lately? Tell me about it.

Determined to be Free.

Life is like a game of cards.
The hand you are dealt is determinism;
   the way you play it is free will.

--Indian Prime Minister Jawaharlal Nehru 

 

 

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   "Oh, there were too many things to do."

   "Poor me, I don't have any attention span, my mind wanders away all the time."

   "Doctor tells me I'm losin' my mind...cain't say as I miss it, much."

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   Well, I hope you've only used excuses one and two! But, why any excuses at all? Work with me on this--what do you have lingering that simply needs to be done?
   Still sitting here reading? Go do it!


   THAT, my friends, is also the task of the writer--I can sit here reading...or, piddling away time on you-name-it, versus,
             go and do it!
            (or, in this writer's case...put on some classical music that I know helps me to focus, close all other applications/windows, and start to write like a crazy man.)

   Now I'm inspired...buh-bye. I'll let you know how today's writing turns out.

   [Turned out great, pounded out about 1000 words, and at least half of it is gonna be keeper material! Now, onward and upward!]

   Okay, self-determination:
              I am free to write, to talk, to choose...
                    and free to blob, blah, and booze.
              Free to worship, sing, or pray
                    or free to waste another day.

They're all choices, wide-open. Just like the words that I put in the mouth of a character, or their actions or...wait just a minute. A character starts to have a life its own, and I cannot just put words and actions in willy-nilly (remembering the origins of this phrase, "will I, nil I," or "will ye, nil ye." Essentially, whether you like it or not, coerced; or, haphazard, w/o rhyme or reason.)...I must respect my characters and have them speak/act in accord with their personality. That's a big part of what makes a story authentic...do the characters think and do, with consistency? As my hero, Stephen King would say about his characters and plots, "They are their own people, following their own story line. I dunno what they're going to say and do next--I can hardly wait to find out!"

The Opiate of the Masses.

     Okay, those of you who don't recognize the allusion in today's title...look it up. [Okay, I'm a softie: it's Karl Marx, and the full quote is discussed at some length on Wikipedia here.]

     Were Marx with us today, he'd recognize that religion is no longer much of a mass opiate, right? What's your vote for the cause of the great dumbing-down of the Western world? [Really. That's what the comment section is for! Still think religion is? Support your argument in complete ppghs that are properly punctuated using appropriate language. (I wonder if any modern schoolkid has ever heard that line?)]

     While I think the "smart-phone" may be an up-and-coming candidate for drugging the masses into a stupor, unaware of their own thoughts as well as the world around them...I'm still voting for the television. The "idiot box." My personal fav, with thanx to Stephen King, who not-so-affectionately calls it, "The Glass Teat."

     Oh, don't come back with, "Well, the History Channel..." does this, or, "PBS..." that; you know exactly what I'm talking about--sports and marketing, soap operas and advertising, sitcoms and selling, dramas and movies and comedians and blah-blah-blah and all those shows THAT KEEP YOU FROM GETTING OFF YOUR DUFF AND DOING SOMETHING Y-O-U-R-S-E-L-F!
   
     Pardon me for yelling, but the number of times people complain about being too busy to exercise, too busy to talk at any depth with their spouse or kids, to busy to read good books or to pray or to paint, write poems, make that fancy garden that you've been talking about for you-know-how-long...yet we are not too busy to watch idiots competing/back-biting/complaining/being "judged," to watch news and sports, shoot-em-up or kiss-em-up movies and "Desperate Suburbanites" and "Vengeful Beauty" and "We in the Entertainment Industry Award Ourselves Show," and to what end?

     I dare you, in fact I double-dog dare you to turn off some of the infernal electronics in your life. Stand up, and go make something. Got a passion? Pursue it! Craft it, carve it, cook it. Write it, draw it, paint it, sketch it, compose it through the lens of your camera. Sing, dance, walk, talk, bike, hike, hug, go, do, and be...be the one who decides what you will think about next, rather than letting some TV producer lull you into such a state of receptivity that you'll not change the channel...and you might even be favorably impressed by one or more of the advertisements!

     Dare ya!

     Sincerely,
     Egg N. Yuowon

PS: the inspiration for today's blog goes to Janine Jansen, violinist extraordinaire...here performing Ralph Vaugh Williams' A Lark Ascending. Passionate rendering of a poignant piece...and, here, a more playful piece by Beethoven. (Music to listen to while you DO SOMETHING CREATIVE!)

Hurry and scurry!

"The ability to appreciate beauty is a gift from God."

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I like the quote above, because it so perfectly balances another quote, from the Quaker author, Richard Foster: "Noise, hurry, and crowds are of the devil."

What do you find most helps you to slow down and appreciate beauty and peace?

Sitting quietly outside and just gazing at my yard, then the trees in the near distance, and finally the mtns and the sky in the far distance--that helps me to slow down and to think, to think slowly, widely, and deeply. I sit, quietly, enjoying the chirping and twittering of the various birds. When a huge, black raven swoops low with a surprisingly loud "whooosshh" and its guttural croak...I laugh at my startle-reflex! When I think of the breadth of all creation, it takes me far from me, my stuff, my concerns, and lifts up my heart/mind/spirit.

Do you have trouble slowing down? Trouble sitting quietly, without earbuds, without smartphone at hand? Without TV blathering in the background? What'll it take for you to make some moments for calmness, for quietness, for simply sitting still? Eh? No ideas come to mind? Well, have a little chat about this with someone...or just with yourself. Seriously, if you don't make/take/borrow/schedule or steal time for you--well, just who are you expecting to step in and do that for you?

"But, that's selfish!"
"No, that's taking care of yourself, so you've got some resources to draw on. Then and only then will you have something to give back to others."

It is often said that a good writer is a good reader, studying both the craftsmanship (or lack thereof) and creativity of other authors. But, I would add that the good writer also takes time for quietness, time for the spirit and the imagination to pal around and see what they may turn up!

Interesting, that hurry and scurry not only rhyme with, but add to, worry. Wondering what to do with your worries, as well as your hurries and scurries? For me, being involved in something bigger than me, outside of me...such as writing, such as faith...something that I need to invest creativity and heart and mind in...that helps a lot!

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Sin, Society, Writing, and Worship.

     Some days, you start something and end up with something entirely different; you've tugged on a thread and it led to all manner of discoveries, both good and bad! Thus with today's posting: I started out to write about the meditation I just did on temptation, but that instantly brought to mind a book I just read.
     Stuart Woods has a series of books about Stone Barrington: lawyer and Lothario. I am just amazed at the number of women bedded by this urbane character with nary a hint that multiple liaisons take something precious, high and holy, and turn it into a shallow toy (...to say nothing of being medically risky, says the doctor in me!)
     Gack! How politically incorrect of me! How old-fashioned! How judgmental! How now, brown cow?
     Interesting that our culture now defends behaviors that have always been wrong in the all-seeing eyes of the timeless LORD. Standing up for "traditional morality," that is, for God's teachings, is now at best fuddy-duddy folly, and usually "hating."
     Our culture, as reflected in popular literature (and music), has turned its back on a moral code and on the Author thereof. Granted, we need literature that is deeper than Pollyanna, more intriguing that the heavy-handed allegory that is PILGRIM'S PROGRESS, and more readable than Charles Dickens. But, most pop literature, as with pop cinema and TV and music and art, panders to the baser desires of humankind. In short--we read and watch rather trashy entertainment that would likely have been deplored, scorned, and banned by our grandparents. Think about it--how many things a week do we do that we'd be ashamed if observed by our mother/grandmother/great-aunt? Hmmm?
      Okay, enough sermonizing. I pledge to be uplifting, to leave off whining/moaning about pop culture, and to feast on the riches of truly great books and art and cinema--it's out there, and if we all stop buying/watching/listening to the trashy stuff...perhaps not only will we change ourselves but our culture as well. Whattaya think?

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