I was taking a look at the blog the other day and I noticed the oldest post is from September of 2008. Six years I’ve been doing this off and on. Six friggin years. A month before my 45th birthday.
My primary reason in starting this blog was to get myself to write every day. I figured that if I had a place such as this to write, I’d be a bit more disciplined about it. As far as discipline is concerned, I’ve had mixed success. There have been periods where I’ve written almost every day. Sometimes I’d go a month without writing anything here.
Continue reading “Momentum”
About a month and a half ago I happened upon an announcement in the Washington Post about the Next Great Pundit contest. It urged budding pundits to write an opinion piece and send it into the Post. The editors would select the top fifty entries, which would then be put through further filtering processes until a winner was crowned. That lucky person would get paid to write a weekly column for the Post for three months.
With Leslie’s encouragement, I wrote something about how the American people were sick of the three ring circus in Congress and sent it in. I’m thinking really hard and trying to remember whether or not I’d ever submitted a piece of my writing to be judged. I can’t come up with anything. I’m 47 years old, I enjoy writing, have been told I could be quite good at it and I’ve never sent anything in to a contest or to be considered for publication.
Continue reading “Fear Factor”
I haven’t written anything here since March..almost four months ago. Every time I think “I really need to sit down and blog about something”, I find it hard to do so. Thinking about it just exacerbates the guilt I feel at not having written anything in so long. This, in turn, makes me feel kind of stupid. Why the hell should I feel guilty about not writing? The answer is simple: I’ve been given a talent I’ve sat on for the last forty years of my life. I should attempt to do something with it. Too many people have told me too many times how well I write.
Of course, there’s a lot I could blame for the inactivity. There are the constant demands of work. Our home the land on which it sits demand a lot of attention. I’ve grown quite fond of Zynga Poker since I joined Facebook last November.
But these are not reasons so much as excuses.
I started this blog as something to help me write on a regular basis. Over time, a (very) few people started reading it. I got a little feedback (good writing…too much politics) and began to fall into a trap which had me wondering what so and so would think if I wrote about thus and such. Quite ridiculous, really, getting puckered up over what an audience of maybe ten people think. But this has been my problem with writing my entire life.
“What will people think?”
I’ve read, from a bunch of different sources, that first drafts are always horrible. Whether you are a 46 year old who has spent a life wasting writing potential or Stephen King, first drafts are almost always unreadable. “What will people think?” of this first draft. Probably not much. And what about later? There will always be those who don’t think very highly of what I write.
My wife would probably say that my “Libra-ness” is to blame for this. I have a need to please everybody. I should do my best to turn from that Quixotic path. Whom I please is probably the last thing I should be thinking about when I sit down and write.
I stumbled upon this website the other day and it passed the tear test….I wept I was laughing so hard. Check out this post on Offended Muslim Syndrome and Support Groups. It’s an older one, but one that had me weeping. There are many more like it on the site. Enjoy.
I just discovered I Own The World and I had to mention it here because of its irreverent hilarity. Back in the day’s when my brother’s blog, Flatusyahu, was a going concern, we’d create photoshopped images of…well..just about anything..and post them. I Own The World does much the same thing, focusing on politics. Here’s a pretty good example:
Before I took to blogging, and accumulated a following of hundreds of millions of readers, I read that a blog should be about something. I really couldn’t decide what I wanted it to be “about”. But that was no problem because I also read that a blog would gravitate toward a subject. I guess this blog has gravitated toward politics. Not surprising, considering my interests there.
I had given thought to renaming this blog “Chris Matthew’s Tingling Leg”, but then that wouldn’t leave room for my other passions in life: the Philadelphia Eagles and Sasquatch.
So NostraSeamus it shall remain. I’m thinking of buying me a book, though, on WordPress to see if I can’t revamp the look and feel a bit.
The active lifestyle of NostraSeamus has definitely taken a toll on the Prophecies of NostraSeamus…
For the last week, I’ve been working, toiling in the yard after work, squeezing in a little school work here and there and even taking a drive to the landfill after my morning walks. It amazes me how much I miss writing here, even though few read it. It’s become a habit.
Continue reading “Been A Long Time…”
I have been a bad blogger. I’ve been under a little pressure at work and school, so the days have piled up between blogs. There are only so many words that these fingers can bang out..
But I have been writing for school and I thought I’d include some of my work here. What follows is an essay I did about the need for today’s news to be put in historical context. It was inspired by what many are calling the failed Bush presidency. George Bush’s term in office has been termed a failure for reasons such as a poor civil liberties record and mismanagement of the War on Terror. In this essay, I point out hat many of our past “great” presidents have similar records in those areas:
Continue reading “Bush’s Legacy and Historical Context”
No writing here for..what…two weeks? Shame on me. This is a habit I have that I need to break. The last two weeks have been miserable. The economy has spiraled out of control (details another post), the NostraSeamus weight loss program is off the rails (details in another post), the Eagles suffered a very bad loss a couple weeks back (details in another post), the McCain campaign is headed for a cliff (details in another post) and, most horrible of all, I was subjected to French Canadian hockey fans at the Flyers game I attended last night (details in another post, if I don’t manage to purge the memory from my brain).
When things are going into the can, I have a tendency to want to hide my head in the sand. Another thing I do is think of something to write which will involve a lot of work, and work on nothing else until the project is complete. For example, I’ve had an idea for a post about Barack Obama: The Dear Leader. It involves researching some sound bites and includes some Photoshops I’ve done. I haven’t had time to put it together. My problem is I don’t feel like writing anything before I get that under my belt.
If nothing else, I should be writing here everyday to justify the $120 I’m spending on this for site hosting over the next two years.