Monday, June 13, 2011
“Come on, you know you wanna.” Oh, the temptations, the peer pressure. I know it’s what everyone else is doing, but, somehow, it just doesn’t feel natural to me. I try to tell myself that it’ll all be OK…once it’s over.
Maybe Lady Gaga’s right…and I was just born this way. She should know. From what I hear, her fingers have been everywhere. Every time I’ve thought about it, you know, putting them “there,” I just get all nervous and sweaty. Will they be the right moves? Will it be fast enough? Will I be able to finish? And…what if my Internet connection goes out while I’m right in the middle of it?
Sometimes they’ve rested there, my fingers, for minutes at a time. Shaking. Trembling. Spell-checking. Yes, my keyboard’s seen it all…and I just know it’s laughing inside at me. “What an idiot!” it’s saying. “Just type the damn words. Press ‘Enter.’ And forget about it. Smoke a cigarette afterwards.” That could be the whole problem come to think of it – I DON’T smoke. I’m man enough to try inhaling a little…as long as I don’t swallow.
I’ve always been a good learner. I’ll just look back at what everyone else has posted; they’ve never had a problem with it, why should I? Scrolling. Yes, that’s the answer. OK, here’s some from Facebook:
• “I’m tird.”
• “I hate my hair.”
• “Hang over!!”
• “Life’s a bitch.”
• “Test tomorow.”
• “The suns shinning.”
Good stuff, right?!? Wow! I bet they never gave it a second thought. I admire their courage; posting things like that to their Wall. I sure wish I could be more like them. My problem is that I want to tell a story, be more personal and somehow make my post, my story, meaningful. Maybe others will be able to identify with what I’m saying and they’ll realize they’re not alone. I LOVE telling stories that mean something.
At my age, I don’t think I’ll ever change. My fingers just don’t work that way. They have a mind of their own and type what they want. The way I see it, life’s short. There’s stories to be told, histories to be shared and lessons to be learned. This is why I created STORIES ABOUT FACING FEAR, a teen/young adult storytelling program; inside, these young people, have much more to purge than status updates and comments.
If you have a moment, please take a look at this video: Stories About Facing Fear, teen/young adult storytelling. Soon, it’ll be retitled: ‘Stories About Facing Fear: Danny’s Story’ and will shortly be joined by a second, new video: ‘Stories About Facing Fear: Amy’s Story.’ It’s what I’m all about with regard to my mission to help teens and young adults.
If your fingers are feeling frisky, please feel free to let them press ‘Like’ or leave a comment. Your support, and interest, is most appreciated.
Until we meet in the real world, I wish you all the best, virtually.
This is syndicated from STORIES ABOUT FACING FEAR blog.
To learn more about Clint's most recent occult crime novel for adults, THE SEVENTH RITUAL, his upcoming non-fiction book, STORIES ABOUT FACING FEAR: THE INTERVIEWS and his series of teen novels, please visit his website: Stories About Facing Fear by Clint Adams.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Jimmy Buffett makes me think of margaritas. Do any of you remember his album (and title track), CHANGES IN LATITUDES, CHANGES IF ATTITUDES? Any of you remember Jimmy Buffett? Rather than dragging you all down that tired, now congested path called Memory Lane, I’ll get to my point pronto.
How many of you come back from a vacation feeling different? Changed? Inspired? More positive? I hope each and every one of you can relate to these questions, regardless of where your own personal longitude or latitude’s located. For the past year and a half, I’ve been hanging out @ 51° 30' 0",-0° 4' 0" (London, England), and that’s exactly 15 months longer than I’d expected. Somehow, it’s become home. How’d that happen??? Possible answer: Mini-vacations = changes in attitudes. Can you relate?
I don’t know why, but on my last holiday (travel/s: British-English; Christmas: American-English), I just knew something was going to be different upon my return “home.” Looking back to the start of the New Year, I was right. My attitude’s changed, and as a result, so have my goals. I’m more positive, more fresh. I appreciate and respect where I now am, and I want to make the most of my time here. Cheers, Londoners. I don’t take you for granted.
Cheers to y’all. I’ll always appreciate those of you who follow this blog, whether you choose to read it or not. Its keywords (writing, spirituality, humor) will go unchanged, but the blog title will now become, STORIES ABOUT FACING FEAR: BOOKS. It will continue to be my adult (grown-ups, not pornographic) blog. Now that more of my time’s devoted to my teen storytelling program, I’ll soon be launching a second blog, STORIES ABOUT FACING FEAR: TEENS (http://StoriesAboutFacingFear.blogspot.com/). Also, the URL, www.StoriesAboutFacingFear.com, will now forward to that (blog) site. My primary website (for adults AND teens; related to my books) will remain www.ClintAdams.com.
I’m happy that I’ll get the chance to write in “teen-speak” again. OMG, I can’t wait. It’ll be sooooo chillaxin’.
Adults, my BFFs, you still with me? Or you think I’m bein’ a wanksta? Whatever.
Seriously, I want you to know that I’m with you for life, my friends. My mission hasn’t changed; I’ll continue to write about spiritual stuff in the funniest way possible, exactly the way God intended.
So, until next time, stay positive and KEEP traveling…your head’ll be glad you did.
This is syndicated from STORIES ABOUT FACING FEAR: BOOKS blog.
To learn more about Clint's most recent occult crime novel for adults, THE SEVENTH RITUAL, his upcoming non-fiction book, STORIES ABOUT FACING FEAR: THE (TEEN) INTERVIEWS and his series of teen novels, please visit his website: Stories About Facing Fear by Clint Adams.