It wasn’t because he was gay that Carl Hassid was able to sack the Baltimore’s quarterback, Lamar Jackson, last night, leading to a win in the nail-biter between the Raiders and the Raven’s.
In overtime, the Raiders embarrassed themselves when their quarterback Derek Carr tossed a winning touchdown into the arms of his opponent. But Hassid had hand in saving the night.
But neither was it Derek Carr’s heterosexuality that turned that fumble recovery into a game-winning touchdown by connecting with wide receiver Zay Jones for his stroll into the end zone.
Both men, Carr and Hassid, are superior athletes…
One of the best pieces of writing advice I ever paid a ton of money for was to educate your readers about how to read your story.
I’m not going to do a deep dive into that secret here because this isn’t a post about writing. But the advice has held me in good stead in other areas of my life.
That’s all well and good when you’re showing off pictures of your children. …
An election isn’t a popularity contest.
Well, it is. But only until it’s certified.
But then you have to live with the results, whether you like the winner or not.
Tell that to the voters in San Francisco and California at large.
And North Dakota. Idaho. States with more recall elections than California per capita.
Yes, it does seem that recall fever has hit the land, but a review of Ballotpedia.com, …
How many times do I have to say it. We elect politicians, not saints.
If you’re a Californian on the fence about how to vote in the upcoming gubernatorial election, I have one question for you. How would you like to have Stephen Miller in the White House? Not as part of the janitorial staff, but in the Oval Office?
And I’m talking about Stephen Miller, author of Donald Trump’s Muslim ban and other odious, discriminatory policies. …
It would never have occurred to me to speak to the two young men on the beach.
How young were they? To a woman in her eighties, anyone under fifty is a young whippersnapper.
I don’t say that to be ageist, but thirty or forty years is a long time between generations.
In fact, I hadn’t even noticed the two guys at first. I was too busy making sure my younger friend, she’s only seventy-seven, could see me fly up the stairs without help to realize she wasn’t behind me.
No, as usual, she’d caught the eye of the fellows…
This platform is full of writing tips. I’ve written a few myself.
Yet, some of the most important lessons I’ve learned about writing have been those they don’t teach you in writing classes.
Like so many important endeavors in life, the actual writing part of writing it is often easier than the head game aspect of writing.
You probably know what I mean. The voices that tell you your writing isn’t good enough. Or family members that ask when you’re going to get a real job.
The following rules will help you focus on getting words on the page instead…
Sometimes they act like the rest of us.
First rule of picking heroes. They aren’t always who you think they are. And sometimes celebrities are heroes but not because they’re stars.
If you are one of the centillion readers of Laura Hillenbrand’s bestseller about the racehorse Seabiscuit, or one of the fans of the film made of her book, you’ll nod your head thinking you know why I picked her as one of my examples of heroship.
After all, I’m a writer. …
I have a spiel for new writers. I’ve been saying it for so long, now I even bore myself. But if you want to be a writer, and eventually write well, you have to sit down and write. Every. Damn. Day.
I can hear the naysayers naysaying and throwing the book at me, the one with words like inspiration (as in you have to have it), time (as in no time), and many other excuses for not developing a daily writing practice.
As if you can become good at something by wishing it so.
First rule of picking heroes: don’t go for the first muscle-bound, tough-looking guy just because you think bravado will help you get through life.
Help you open the stuck lid on the pickle jar, for sure. But figure out how to deal with an establishment that wants to take your husband away from you?
For that feat of strength, you need a hero like 89-year-old, 104-pound Vermont resident Rita Jennings.
People thought Rita got away with telling her grandsons they had to show up at Thanksgiving dinner in blazers and khakis because it was easier than hearing her nag them…
Remember when only men were allowed to knit?
Neither do I. I’m old, but not that old.
Be that as it may, in the 1500s, the city of Paris established the first knitting guild and hung a sign on the door: Men only need apply.
Who couldn’t have seen that coming?
But long before women cracked the knitting ceiling, people were knitting socks in Egypt and incorporating blessings and whatnot in their colorwork. They buried their FOs (Finished Objects in case you haven’t found Ravelry.com) …