Tag: responsibility

Silence of a Critic, part 2

Acknowledge that there are reasons for criticism, in fact too many to list. For starters, don’t give others a reason to criticize you. When I started writing fictional works, I was excited by the creativity of it all. So much freedom to do whatever I wanted to in […]

Trust Me

Don’t you hate hearing those words? It really depends on who is saying them and whether you believe them or not. If you don’t know me, the first thoughts you probably had were, yeah right! Who does this guy think he is? Why on earth would I trust […]

Job Life

For all that you have been given, what have you given in return? So many things are taken for granted. If we were to create a list of everything we received, both tangible and intangible, the list could be quite a long one. Tangible things include shelter, a […]

Givers and Takers

We all start out with a blank slate. It is natural to take. From the moment we are conceived, we took from our father and mother. From then on, our mother supplied us with the necessary nutrition. For nine months she gives of herself. It continues even after […]

Only Me

When upset or angry, there is often a temptation to become self-destructive in some way. We downplay things to justify our behavior. Whether we do it with intention or not, is not what this discussion is about. Should anyone care enough to call us out on our behavior, […]

Wacky Thumbs

By years of texting and making notes, I have managed to get pretty fast at typing on the phone. Although at times I find myself wondering if my thumbs were suddenly replaced with the whack a mole hammer from my childhood memories of an arcade game. Sometimes the […]

A Wasted Wish

Most of us have made wishes once upon a time. The reason many of these requests are wishes is because we genuinely do not believe they will ever come true for us. Perhaps if some force outside of ourselves were to make them happen, then we would believe. […]

Future Self

No matter how dark my hair gets, my blonde roots make an appearance now and then. When I opened my mailbox there was a single letter inside, with no return address. Much to my surprise, the handwriting was my own. I gasped. My future self was writing to […]

Big Brother’s Birthday

40. What an old bat you are? But only I am allowed to say that. I guess if our dad surveyed back when Moby Dick was a guppie, then where would that leave you and I? Old together, yet apart. Together, through God’s unfailing love. Apart because you […]