I have to begin by saying I am not a fan of Margaret Atwood’s books. I did, however, recently read her seminal novel, The Handmaid’s Tale, because it seemed apropos given the current events we are witnessing. Moreover, it’s been years since I attempted one of her works. Since my brain has been rewired by chemotherapy, my taste in literature has changed slightly, along with my sense of smell.
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This past weekend, something happened that I never thought I would ever experience first-hand. Sure, I’ve read about stuff like this, but on Saturday, May 7, 2016, it happened to me.
Continue reading Why I Forgave My Next-Door Neighbor For Almost Killing Me
I don’t often like to bitch and moan about the sorry state of life as a writer – at least not online – but there are some instances when it is warranted.
When I started my career as an online content writer in 2009, things were very different. I learned Search Engine Optimization (SEO), and took pride in acquiring a valuable skill that enhanced my ability to write well. Back then, however, you could get away with disseminating keyword-stuffed gibberish, but since Google got hip to the practice of keyword stuffing, you now run the risk of getting metaphorically tasered if you persist.
Continue reading Content Mills Are Online Versions of Clothing Sweatshops
Most of us are familiar with variations of the expression, “When the dust settles”, or, “When the smoke clears”, we find out who our real friends are. This expression is apt when the roads our lives take become winding, and there is no clear path ahead of us. Sometimes, family and friends decide to stick with you as you navigate tricky twists and turns. Other times, they disappear into the dust and smoke, never to be seen or heard from again.
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This essay was originally published on August 4, 2010.
I am embarrassed to say I actually own a copy of the above book. I think I purchased it when I was about to finish my undergraduate degree, or right before I started graduate school. I can’t remember. That just goes to show you how important a volume it is in my collection. I pitched lots of books in the moves I’ve made over the past couple of years, and somehow, this one survived. It’s a wonder it didn’t wind up in the Goodwill store, but I’ll just chalk it up to being one of those random mysteries of life. Like how my Uncle Matt’s Brooklyn bookmark has been with me for about 8 years now. It’s the only bookmark I use.
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This essay was originally published on April 19, 2010.
I have three books going at the moment, which is completely out of character for me. I’m usually a monogamous reader, but lately, I’ve become a cheater. The three are Made to Stick by Chip Heath and Dan Heath, On Writing, by Stephen King and The Blair Years, which is a compilation of diary excerpts from Alastair Campbell, former British Prime Minister Tony Blair’s press secretary and director of communications.
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