Thursday, October 13, 2011

Who Knew the Dalai Lama Was an RV Boondocker!

Yup. The Dalai Lama. Just as smart as a Motorcycle Ridin', RV Boondockin', Great American Cowboy! ;)

The Dalai Lama, when asked what surprised him most about humanity, answered; "Man. Because he sacrifices his health in order to make money. Then he sacrifices money to recuperate his health. and then he is so anxious about the future that he does not enjoy the present; the result being that he does not live in the present or the  future; he lives as if he is never going to die, and then dies having never really lived."

Kind of nice for you to hear the words come from some fella whose behaviour gives you just a lil' less "Pause" ain't it? ;)

Yeah well, you heard it the other day from Steve Jobs. Now you get pretty much the same words from a Tibetan fella. and... I happen to KNOW you've read the same sentiments from this word butcher... on more than one oh-kay-shun!

So... take the form that toots your whistle... and run with it!

What are you doin'? I said Run! Go! Go Now!... or... you're likely to suffer the same fate of those that defied the Wisdom!

Me? Yup. That's right. I'm nuthin' if I'm not defiant.

Or maybe I'm just a slow learner I guess. Though, it could be I'm just one of those insolent personalities like some kids you see. You know the ones. You say; "Don't do that again!"... so, of course, they run right over... stare you in the eyes... while they reach out with both hands... and do "THAT" with maniacal animation!

Yup, that's me. I'm doin' what Steve Jobs, the Dalai Lama... and Me! have been warnin' you against! ... Well, sort of.

I'm losin' my vision I think.

Yup. Goin' straight, closet dark blind... in addition to suffering, I discovered today, from a much worse affliction. That's the punishment I guess, for the wanderer of the southwest, writin' another Novel.

There's a crippling disease you get infected with, if you're exposed too close, for too long, to a goodly sized manuscript. It's called. Gargantuosa Terminalis Edititus.

Yeah... There are early warning signs if you're attentive. First your eyes cross and then your whole body starts quiverin' and shakin'.

Hopefully there's folks around to notice... How-some-ever... If no-one sees those early symptoms, and realizes their significance, and gets you evacuated to a secure location at a safe distance from the word file that carries the infection...

... Then... it quickly progresses to rapid heart beat and profuse sweating. That's followed soon after by rambling, nonsensical vocalizations and eventually copious drooling and total insanity.

Once the affliction has progressed to that point the hope for a positive outcome is extremely remote.

:) I'll tell you, if you hadn't already known it, I absolutely am tee total in Love with writing. It's just about the most rewarding thing I've ever done. To spin a yarn and turn a phrase, that has some sort of a positive impact on people is the finest feeling I can imagine. Well, short of that sensation you get from one of those deep, intense friendships, that defy description.

So... writing is Good... Editing... is BAD!

Commas, and thens or thans, and periods, and doubled words, and missing words and apostrophes, and semi-colons... and and and.... eeeeeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!

Bad words and Dirty Names!!!

Yeah... I thought the book was pretty well edited... Well, can I say... WRONG!!!

Oh Lordy... You put the thing down for a few days, to let yourself come back with a fresh set of eyes... and... what in the hell happened? Did gremlins get in there and move stuff around? :) Polished she ain't...

Yeah...  There's still work to do... sooooooo.... my hope of publishing this next week was probably juuuuuust a mite ambitious. :)

It's gonna take a touch longer than that to put this baby to bed.

The good thing is... the four reviewers I got workin' on it, are all sending positive notes on the Story. Early reviews are... "I'm Loving this story!", "Your writing has Matured" and "He didn't want to put it down!"

Actually, I think I've got five readers scopin' it out.

Anyhoo, now... with my swelling ego inflating my head... I'm gonna go back to chasing punctuation and spelling! until I start drooling...

Fighting a Bad Case of Gargantuosa Terminalis Edititus

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Doc Holiday said...

It does show that you love to write. I enjoy reading your blog alot. And you do know how to turn a phrase. As far as living with your heart, I agree in principle, but it is very hard to put in to practice. The reason, is you got to eat. And eating costs money. And money means working. And working usually means for someone else. And that usually ends the dream for most. I admire your work and your ability to make your dreams happen, but I really don't want to be that broke all the time. Been there done that, and that kills a dream too. It's a tough nut to crack.

Don said...

LOL, it takes me 3 or 4 reviews to write a blog post and my posts are much smaller than yours. How perfect to you expect your riting (sp!) to be?