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Nicholas C. Burbules made that statement in a scholarly paper he wrote on the occupation of editing in a culturally diverse world.

Said another way: when I send in a piece of fiction for publication in a magazine, book, or for that matter … a professor to grade: if said piece of prose is not up to a particular editor’s level, or a particular instructor’s literary range of writing (off setting problems with grammar, punctuation, and correct word usage of course), then isn’t that indeed a form of cultural imperialism? 

Who is really to say what good writing is? Has it to do with the rhetorical subscript set by some unseen source as to what is acceptable. Is it the readership of said piece that accounts for what is quality?

I dare say: “He who rules the present  – rules the past;  and in turn, rules the standards set to rule the present.”  Is an oxymoron at work here?

I suppose there must be some standards by which we live our lives. Ahh … the irony of it all.

Best to all,

G.

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Rhetoric is such a foreign language to me. Everything I write is blazoned with my ego. If I even think of writing anything, be it : a blog, e-mail, a meeting notice; nothing, and, I mean nothing appears to  get past my need to not only establish, but “feed” my ego no matter the size of the morsel.

All I can think about is … how can I make this identifiable with my personal stamp without letting on how much I struggled to set it apart from everyone else? How can I project a style that is mine alone, and still … write a worthy essay, poem, short or long fiction that is really worthy of holding an audience?

I ask you, if I write with a slightly “rumpled” style is that a plus or minus for my image? Does my rhetorical become  untethered?.  Maybe the “clip art” is a direct interpretation of my purpose for the blog that week. I like to write on fun things that have value. I enjoy satire … to a point.

I know on my academic blog, George K. Brannen English Scholar’s Fund available through my blogroll, my academic style still contains a certain tone of my ego.

I feel there may be more-than-one person at this keyboard feuding to take control. The Ying and the Yang forever jousting for position. And like that ancient Chinese theorem… neither shall ever dominate the other. Yes, maybe they are my rhetoric, my ego, …. my me.

 

best,

G.

I stand amazed at times how much my life experiences hold interest to my much younger student peers. Since my first academic go-around in the early 70’s was no “cake-walk,” and life that followed was “difficult.” And, it took another fifteen years or so to really come into my own;  it’s complex to make people understand that just because they get a diploma – life can be a very ungainly path to walk.

Of course, I didn’t start a college setting till I was twenty-two; the military came before that, and I really continue to feel that gave me an edge … but, not much of one. I believe learning to stand on your own feet is as an important lesson as any I know of to help you get through what life is bound to throw at you. That’s the knowledge I try to pass on.

I’ve not known too many folks that have really “come-of-age” within themselves that the “school-of-hardknocks” hasn’t played a significant role in true identity. 

I try to relate my story to that of Homer’s “Odyssey;” the trek to get home is long and filled with quagmires.

I pray they listen!

As always,

Best,

G.  

University starts back for the spring semester (although, spring weather has been tough to come by lately….Burrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr rabbit! 

I’ve managed to get a lot done over the break: poetry and some non-fiction published – Yippee, yard beautification project done, lotsa reading on world religions, a biography on Virgina Woolf, a new novella that I have the pleasure of discussing at the Sigma Tua Delta Symposium this spring in Savannah Ga.,and my most important…. learning to bake a better loaf of bread (that has been a feat in itself).

But, I must say …. Life is good!

I’m trying to stick to my one and only “new years resolution”… that being: be better to myself  and so far – it seems to be working. (I probably should have done this a long time ago; but, time just fliessssssssssssssssss by.

Now if I could just get the rivers to go below flood-stage…. I might could go fish’nnnnn.

Well, that be about all for now. Next week I’ll be back try’n to learn how to be “as smart as a fifth grader;” fat chance of that happen’n any time soon.

Be well and remember…………. NO TEXT”N & DRIV’N!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Best,

G.

Do you ever think about what really brings you happiness? Some people say it’s the small things, some believe only a major achievement “trips their trigger,”and there are folks that are completely “bah-humbug” 24/7-365.

Contentment comes in odd packages. And, for-sure, nobody knows what tomorrow holds.

FOR MY NEW YEAR’S RESOLUTIONS:

I believe if I can carry contentment of my own self and live those values … all-else should fall into place.

Everyone ….. have a great 2014!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

Best!

G.