Blog 4 or HEY! Who hid the remote!?

Heavens to mergatroid! Who could possibly want to read when there's reality TV on? Seriously, how can Harry Potter hold a candle to Flavor Flav? Really though, I think there is a problem or is there? Without a doubt the TV/internet/video games have taken away much of the reading time of the past, but what do we do with those who say they just don't like to read? I have never quite understood how someone could think that, but I also can't understand why someone would want to be a mathematician or eat mushrooms, but I digress.



I liked the essay from Mr. Nelson. I never really thought about how we are bombarded all day long by words, it has become so much a part of the day that it seems weird when there is silence. Ms. Spandel covers that well on pg 4, "As much as we revere noise, we fear silence. In the quiet we are left with ourselves." It's tough to have spend time just looking inward. It can create some of the best writing but also expose all those deep inner recesses that we try so hard to keep hidden. Of course those deep recesses create some of the best writing, but it ain't easy. The other line from Ms. Spandel that struck me was "Serious writing requires long thinking." I don't know how many times I have sat and sat and sat before finally getting the right phrase or thought or word to start or restart or finish a piece of work. I just have to stop and move to something else or just sit and wait. Oftentimes, putting on a piece of music will help me but not always.

Smith . . . Smith, Smith, Smith. The only thing that comes to my tired mind at the moment is a scene from Enter the Dragon with Bruce Lee. Bruce is teaching a young student,"It is Lao's time," and Bruce puts his index finger up to make a point. The boy stares at the finger and Bruce says, "Don't concentrate on the finger or you will miss all the heavenly glory."

Smith seems to be saying if you must stop to think, then you must think to stop, or something like that.




Season premiere of House on Tuesday. I mean, come on! It's House! It's Holmes! It's vaguely literary.