Monday, June 28, 2021

Writing for a Living

If you write every day and read every day, then you can consider yourself a writer. If you document your reading, viewing, and listening experiences, then you can consider yourself an active writer. If you extract from those experiences ideas for your next essay, story, play, or poem, then you can consider yourself a creative writer. If you receive on average a dozen rejections a week from publishers and simply file them away just as you would your far fewer acceptances, then you can consider yourself a dedicated, no-nonsense, self-possessed writer.

Writer Jeff Goins has something useful to say about the writing life in his highly recommended blog post "Everything I've Learned from 6 Years of Writing for a Living." It's a worthwhile read if you are considering a writing life, writing what you believe to be your magnum opus, or receiving countless no thank-yous for your submissions. 

Monday, June 21, 2021

On Dealing with Death, Part 2

John Donne reflected much on death. In the last post, I referenced his oft-quoted verse on triumphing over death. In the brief prose excerpt below, Donne keenly observes that while one death affects each individual, it also brings an entire community together. Again notice the well-known book titles of Thomas Merton (No Man Is an Island) and Ernest Hemingway (For Whom the Bell Tolls), bows to Donne's literary genius. I dedicate this post to Arlene O'Leary, social worker and educator extraordinaire, who passed away late last year.

From Devotions upon Emergent Occasions, XVII

By John Donne (1572-1631)

All mankind is of one author, and is one volume; when one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language; and every chapter must be so translated … As therefore the bell that rings to a sermon, calls not upon the preacher only, but upon the congregation to come: so this bell calls us all: but how much more me, who am brought so near the door by this sickness. … No man is an island, entire of itself … any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind; and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.

Monday, June 14, 2021

On Dealing with Death, Part 1

Whenever a loved one dies, as several in my life have in this year alone, I turn to the comforting reflections of English poet John Donne. Below is one of his most quoted poems. If you have not heard of or forgotten Donne, you'll likely recognize some of his lines. I dedicate this post to the memory of John Pavone, educator, human services professional, educator, musician, chef, husband, friend, and much more, who passed away yesterday. 

Holy Sonnet X 
By John Donne (1572 - 1631)

Death, be not proud, though some have called thee 
Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so; 
For those whom thou think’st thou dost overthrow, 
Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me. 
From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be, 
Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow, 
And soonest our best men with thee do go, 
Rest of their bones, and soul’s delivery. 
Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men, 
And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell; 
And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well 
And better than thy stroke; why swell’st thou then? 
One short sleep past, we wake eternally, 
And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.

Monday, June 07, 2021

Surprising Sentences, Part 18: Rousseau on Humans and the State

Jean-Jacques Rousseau opens the brief first chapter of his monumental work The Social Contract (1762) with this sentence: "Man is born free, and everywhere he is in chains." He follows this observation of incongruity with this equally contradictory second sentence: "Many a one believes himself the master of others, and yet he is a greater slave than they." 

Rousseau immediately arrests his reader's attention to contemplate whether a monarchy is possible in a free state and whether society imposes burdens on people that invariably and inescapably subject them to servitude. In the author's own introductory words to this volume, "I wish to inquire whether, taking men as they are and laws as they can be made, it is possible to establish some just and certain rule of administration in civil affairs."