One of the first things I’ve discovered about myself at a very early age (ok, maybe it was in my teens when I started High School) was that I really love writing. Call it a discovery based on genes passed along from my dad to me. The reading gene passed along as well since I do enjoy the odd book now and then.
I first got my taste in writing with poetry, learning form, stanzas, rhyming, etc. I learned it quickly and I applied it quite liberally to paper with my pencil (or pen) and it seemed to impress the teachers.
The written word can be a very dangerous device. There’s a reason why they say the pen is mightier than the sword. A written word can topple the mightiest of governments.
But I’m not blogging this to get political, I’m blogging this because I feel like sharing my discovery of writing and how much I enjoy it.
I am by no means a muse the likes of Shakespeare, nor could I ever lay the foundations for a whole different civilization and world like Tolkien, nor could I hope to shed light on the grotesque, supernatural craft of Stephen King, or even master the art of the spoken word like Joss Whedon can. BUT! I am by no means as bad as Stephanie Meyer.
Where I’m going with this, dear reader, is that I am in the process of writing my first novel, something that I actually have a serious commitment to this time. Before, there was a half-assed attempt at trying to write a novel, but I never really got the motivation needed to start typing away.
It wasn’t until my efedding comrade-in-arms, Jim (I’ll elaborate on efedding shortly and what it means), suggested that I start writing a novel and he’s got a publisher willing to check out my work. So as soon as I could, I started to write up an outline of what I wanted in the novel with all the essential bits. I started writing this thing, and I am amazed that I actually could start writing this. Two chapters later and there’s still a desire to write this all the way through. As soon as I can get another one done, I’ll write up a synopsis and get the contact information. Then all that’s left is to wait and see.
As I was saying about efedding, it was a hugely popular fantasy wrestling venue where a lot of us wrestling fans would get together and make up our own wrestling fed, make up characters, and write their stories while they compete in matches for title belts. Honestly, I think we crafted better storylines through a fantasy wrestling fed than what I’ve seen lately in the WWE (although I have enjoyed the CM Punk angle).
A lot of what this novel represents is what had been crafted over 10 years ago when I started efedding in May 2000. Over the course of those 10 years that I had been writing the story of this character, I’ve got the tools to write a whole series of books about him, and I had mentioned that to Jim. When we met again for my friend Chantelle’s wedding, he said he remembered what I had said to him a while ago and he’s serious about me wanting to make this story an epic fictional novel.
I don’t have high expectations from this, my only true goal for the time being is to get a publisher interested in this and seeing where I can go from there.
I’m excited again about writing for this character, when I thought I had honestly run out of ideas for his story.
BTW, I’m not spoiling or saying anything more about this. I’ll post progress stats from time to time, but the rest is kept under wraps. Until then.
Keep it real, keep it METAL \m/ \m/
There are moments whenever I’m over at the in-laws, or they’re over at my apartment for a bit where things are fine and the conversations can be enjoyable. But there are times when my mother-in-law (who is the more christian of the two) can tend to be a little more “preachy” about her faith.
The last time I tried to argue my position, I got an earful of yelling and screaming from her to the point where I had to leave the house. That was back in 2007. She can get very emotional when you try to test her faith, she will get very defensive, so trying to argue against her when you’re an atheist means that you either just smile and nod politely, or you try to continue poking the bee-hive with a stick wondering how bad the outcome will get.
I don’t have a problem with religious people, it’s only when they try to push it down my throat do I have a problem with it. I respect your faith, please have the decency to accept my non-faith. You’re christians, you believe in God, that’s fine. I don’t believe in God or anything related in the Bible and I’m not convinced of anything that’s said related to Jesus that shows he existed.
I get very uncomfortable when she starts talking more about God and the bible. I wonder if christians will interpret that as putting the “fear of God” in me by continuing to talk about it. It’s not. I get uncomfortable because I don’t want to say anything that will get her upset the way she was back then. Arguing my position as a non-believer ended up in a bad way, and I don’t want that to happen again. I just wish there were some way I could state my position and get her understanding on the matter without it becoming a screaming match.
We went out to dinner tonight and they wanted to come back to our place and watch a Stand-up comic DVD. To my non-surprise they were christian stand-up comics. Oh joy. If you’ve ever watched “Thou Shalt Laugh”, you’ll get where I’m going with this.
Some of it was okay, it got a couple laughs out of me when they don’t talk about God openly, but a lot of the time when they do start on the subject, I can’t so much as crack a smile. It gets a little antsy, about as bad as my ass getting sore sitting down for a long period of time (it’s been doing that lately the more I’m losing weight…damn bony ass). The last comic I remember seeing on “Last Comic Standing” doing an audition (can’t remember his name for the life of me, just like how I couldn’t remember Jeff Dunham’s name for almost 5 years, lol).
Felt like the whole “elephant in the room” scenario when it comes to christian in-laws visiting an atheist’s home (my wife is wicca btw). A big Republican-like elephant…
I probably alluded to them before that I’m a non-believer, I just never got around to fully bringing this out. Nor does my mom know about it. Both think I’ve just stopped going to church.
I used to be into the whole christianity thing before I finished high school. Then things change in 10 years…a lot of things…
Keep it real, keep it METAL \m/ \m/
I watched a video yesterday (and again today) about a US soldier serving overseas coming out for the first time to his dad over the phone. I got teary-eyed a bit hearing that, not because he had the courage to open himself up to his dad like that, but the fact that his dad still loves him no matter what.
I like that, I really do.
Ever since 2005, North America is starting to slowly accept GBLT even more than they have since the 60s and 70s. Legalizing same-sex marriage in Canada was a huge step in the right direction, and we can see that even today, we’re not suffering for it, we’re not crumbling at the seams as a society. We accepted it and moved on to bigger issues (economy/environment being the hot-buttons at the moment). Then we have “It gets better”, a movement started by Dan Savage to promote anti-bullying and anti-homophobia by encouraging those to feel good about themselves, to feel safe. But most importantly, they’re telling these kids and young adults that they’re not alone in the world, they’re not alone in their sexual orientation.
Repealing Don’t Ask Don’t Tell, another huge step in the right direction for people with a strong desire to serve their country, openly and proudly as citizens.
There were initial objections, there always is, from the right-wing about this, mostly out of “concern” for the safety of the soldiers if they were to serve as openly gay. All it ever boiled down to was nothing but empty rhetoric from a group who is, bit by bit, losing the battle. I’ve seen this many times before, and I’m seeing it again with Obama’s current tax-reform plan. They get worried, very worried, and try to paint the other side who is all for this as an image of what they want Americans to fear the most. But it’s just empty rhetoric, nothing more.
Don’t Ask Don’t Tell needs to reflect a different kind of people.
Don’t ask about someone’s faith and they won’t tell you about yours.
People are liable to get hurt in the end when you do.
Keep it real, keep it METAL \m/ \m/
I figure it’s about time I finally start expressing my thoughts through writing with regards to how I view the world, how I view humanity, how I view religion. Well, how I view just about anything, really.
I am a free thinking writer, FTW (get it? ;))
If I’m ever going to get to build up my skills as a writer, I gotta write…a lot.
Why not here?
Nice little blog-thing I can set up :).
To me, being an Atheist actually feels a lot more liberating than I could possibly imagine. For a time, I viewed the world from an Agnostic point-of-view. I was okay with the concept of a higher power, but only in the sense that the higher power came from ourselves, rather than just outside the norms of reality. My philosophy prof, Jon Shearer (R.I.P.), once said that we as humans “internalize” God, according to the philosophies of Eastern culture. Buddhism would likely be the front-and-center of this outlook on faith.
I didn’t start doing some serious “thinking” until some time after I took those classes, when working a Subway job gave me more of a cynical view of the world (seriously, some customers can’t rationalize anything when they’re hungry). However, my job and my rational thinking aren’t entirely related to one another. There were other circumstances that came into play with how I like to think and how I wholeheartedly believe in logic and reason.
It sounds like I’m spouting filler gibberish, but I want to pour my thoughts through blog. I want to write whatever comes to my head and get these ideas out of my mind as soon as I can so I can think more clearly (not that I haven’t already done that). I have a yearning to express myself more openly as a free-thinker/Atheist.
I eventually came to this conclusion about what kind of human being I am after some personal experiences involving religious parents (well, mother and mother-in-law respectively).
- It’s not that I don’t believe in the concept of a higher power, it’s that I literally can’t anymore
- I’ve seen biblical passages that reflect this point of view even more, both from the old and new testament, even though I haven’t read it completely (it’s oldish and wordy, can get boring after a while)
- Many people out there abusing their faith to spite non-believers, homosexuals, people of a different faith, etc.
There will be more blogs coming soon where I can focus on specific rants, not just religious-related topics.
Keep in mind that these are strictly opinions, I don’t claim to know everything, I don’t claim to have researched everything, these are just my own personal thoughts. I have that right as a human being to express these thoughts, and I know people can’t take that away from me, not even supernatural beings they believe in ;).
Read on, dear friends, and remember…
Keep it real, and keep it METAL \m/\m/