SOLVING PROBLEMS ON THE PAGE IS REAL LIFE?

Whether you think solving problems is ‘your thing’ or not, it is.

To do it the right way, start with a blank page.

No, not the proverbial blank page, canvas, or slate, but a real life blank page.

Call it a screen, whatever. It’s blank. Now what?

This is what I ask my students, or would if I had students.

Instead, I’ve got you, Dear Reader, a greater find than any student.

Now what?

I look at the screen, the same one you’re looking at, making plans and decisions.

It feels good to make plans and execute them the best you can and calling it good, like that last sentence.

Before I start hyping myself with yet another revealing anecdote of having lived a life before I got married, not much has changed between then and now.

My wife will tell you the same.

She married who she thought she married, not a ‘finding myself’ guy on mission after mission that never finish the way they should.

But I am a find myself guy staring at a blank screen with one goal:

Say something meaningful AND keep readers moving word to word, page to page, post to post.

In the writing time I like to call ‘Writing Time’ we are the true Masters Of Our Universe . . . for a couple of hours.

Or,

For a couple of hours, we are Masters of the Universe.

Nothing shows more dominance than personal editing.

Boom.

Solving Problems In Real Life?

At the moment I’m building a grass-roots walking group.

So far I’m the only human; the other member is my dog.

My hope is to be a positive role model.

I want to prove that an old man can walk down a busy road without sidewalks and not get run over.

My goal was walking down Bull Mountain Road to Cook Park, check the time it took, and walk back faster.

And, I want to show a level of fitness aspiration.

To that end I’ve grown chin whiskers to match my shirtless t-shirt idea when I’m ripped just enough:

“Never Under Estimate An Old Man With A Fluffy Dog”

The dog already has her chin whiskers.

Am I solving problems, or making problems to solve?

Ask me later, my foot hurts.