|Posted by christinkeck on May 18, 2015 at 6:35 PM||comments (0)|
For many years now, I’ve been enjoying MadMen for the singular reason that it so accurately reflected the days leading up to the Big Change in our lives—the transition from the 1950’s to the 1970’s. Of all the things this show did well, that was probably my number one delight; the show so poignantly portrayed these times, and the ways our lives, our attitudes and our psyches changed, that it was almost scary—like looking at a crystal ball in reverse.
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|Posted by christinkeck on June 15, 2014 at 3:55 PM||comments (0)|
My father died on December 18, 1996. He had just had his 77th birthday not even a month prior to his death, and he wasn’t even sick. His death came very suddenly, without any warning. My brother, who lived with him, found him on the kitchen floor, still clutching the aspirin bottle he didn’t even have time to open. I found out when I got a phone call, in the middle of wrapping his Christmas gift.
I was named as executor of his estate, such as it was. I took care...Read Full Post »
|Posted by christinkeck on November 25, 2013 at 7:40 PM||comments (0)|
Well, another November is almost finished--and that means another Nanowrimo victory! I'm very proud of my accomplishments--it seems like once November begins, I get the novel-writing bug--and then go all out until it's done. In th past five years, I've only missed once--and that was because I'd just gotten another book finished not long before.
This year, I managed to pump out 63,500 words in 16 days. It's still largely unedited--...Read Full Post »
|Posted by christinkeck on October 10, 2013 at 6:30 PM||comments (5)|
It can almost be said with certainty that I didn’t follow the path of the average writer. As a child, I never dreamed of writing a best-seller, never aspired to write the next classic novel, I wanted to be an NHL superstar…period.
With the death of my mother in 1992, losing a battle to cancer she had fought so hard against for years, I sensed it was time to get serious about reaching my dreams, and moved away to pursue hockey...Read Full Post »
|Posted by christinkeck on July 24, 2013 at 12:25 AM||comments (0)|
“You can’t assume without making an ASS of U and ME.” That’s an old adage, and it seems more and more these days to be true.
Assumptions drive our most egregious thought processes. We assume even when facts are present—we assume even when we can be proven that our assumptions are ridiculous, unfounded or based on skewed logic. Why do humans assume so much? What is it that keeps us from thinking critically, ...Read Full Post »
|Posted by christinkeck on July 8, 2013 at 1:05 PM||comments (0)|
Next time you are listening to a radio bit, or television interview when a woman is speaking, close your eyes; is she asking a question with every sentence?
The most irritating thing about listening to a woman speak is that rising inflection at the end of every pause; it’s as if there is a question mark placed there. It bothers me tremendously that women speak this way because more than anything else they do, this one affectation o...Read Full Post »
|Posted by christinkeck on June 28, 2013 at 7:25 PM||comments (0)|
PLEASE READ PART 1 FIRST - (SCROLL DOWN)
…and differences are still the problem.
There hav...Read Full Post »
|Posted by christinkeck on June 28, 2013 at 6:30 PM||comments (0)|
I first became aware of race and prejudice when I was having my 9th birthday party. I was born in 1951, grew up in a lower-class neighborhood in Akron, Ohio, in a house at the end of a short street. My parents lived there because (a) my father’s family lived in two houses on the same street, and (b) they could actually afford it—the rent was a whopping $28 a month. Yes, you read that right—TWENTY-EIGHT doll...Read Full Post »
|Posted by christinkeck on June 27, 2013 at 7:35 PM||comments (0)|
In the history of transportation, why are there always “ghost” versions of conveyances? Since mankind has used something besides his feet to take him to other places, we have had stories of ghost conveyances; horses, carts, trains, cars, trucks—all have their ghost counterparts, whic...Read Full Post »
|Posted by christinkeck on April 10, 2010 at 12:53 AM||comments (0)|
Some thoughts I found while dusting my brain:
I don't blog that much. I've been told that for a writer, that is somewhat unusual behavior, but I don't like journaling much, actually. I prefer making stuff up and writing about it. So maybe that's it. Whatever the reason, I just have a harder time writing down these blog entries than any other kind of writing I do.
So why am I writing it at all? Because I came to a strange conclusion recently, and I thought...Read Full Post »