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So I’ve taken some time off this summer to get out and live! I’ve discovered that there is indeed a whole wide world out there apart from social media, blogging, Facebook, etc.

Who would have thought? 😉

As those of you who’ve stopped in before know, my wife and I have been living out that “in sickness” clause this year. Indeed, the last year and a half has been tumultuous to say the least. Which is why, when she was feeling better, we vacated the valley where we live for cooler climes. It was glorious waking up to views like:

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What’s not to love about that?

We spent a considerable amount of time just driving around admiring the different views. And eating ice cream. A lot of ice cream. 🙂 (Seriously, my pants are tighter).

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This place was decent, but their ice cream wasn’t kept quite cold enough. More’s the pity.

Here are some more gratuitous landscape shots:

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Are you jealous? 😉

As indicated above, I’ve taken some time away this summer to travel, spend time with family, and to live. This doesn’t mean I haven’t been working; on the contrary, I’ve got some irons in the fire that I’m really stoked about <--see what I did there? Fire/stoked. 😉One of these irons is a blogging eBook with Chris Morris and Tim Gallen. We have a structure, a theme, and some preliminary pieces written. When it’s done it should be a hoot! Can’t wait for you to read it!

Another project is a semi-irregular podcast with Ricky Anderson (because neither of us can commit to “regular”–maybe we need more fiber in our diets?), called Faith, Culture, and… You. This idea grew out of a conversion he and I had via Words With Friends chat (if you can believe it) about Donald Miller’s Blue Like Jazz movie. I liked it, but Ricky not so much.

Should be fun.

As for personal writing projects, I’ve an idea about a couple and and weekend trip gone horribly wrong. But like the late Orson Wells, I’ll sell no wine (in this case, story) before its time. I’m calling it Casita 106 At the Red Pines.

By the way, if you’ve been looking for something to read, I can’t recommend Orson Scott Card’s Ender’s Game highly enough. (I’ll leave it to you to make up your own mind about the sequels, although I’m tearing my way through them).

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Peace out,

Chad

Home With My Family

randomlychad  —  March 19, 2012 — 8 Comments

This week, I have the extreme privilege of being home with three of the awesomest people I know. In fact, they are my favorite folks in the entire world.

As such, I may, or may not, be posting anything this week. And that’s ok. As I learned from a hiatus during the holidays, there’s more–so much, much more–to life than this blog.

As Stephen King said (in On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft): “Life is not a support system for art; it’s the other way around.” It’s not for me to judge whether I’m actually creating art here in this space–I’ll leave that for you, my faithful readers, to decide.

As for now, this is Chad, signing off. I’m going to go do some living.

See you in a week.

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I don’t know about you, and wouldn’t presume to speak for you, but as a blogger by the time Friday rolls around, I’m tired.

My tank is trending towards empty.

It’s not that I’m out of ideas–it’s simply that I’m too spent to execute on them. So back into the well they go to await the new week.

I don’t know about your workflow, but I find it works best for me to take weekends off to rest, reflect, recharge.

Which is why I say that some creative blocks simply aren’t; sometimes you’re just tired, and need to take time away from the keyboard. Get out, look at the sky, read a book, take a nap, or just play.

Unlike at the gas station, where it is frowned upon, your creative soul functions best when it is topped-off. And higher than the highest octane fuel is just some simple downtime.

I say this in all seriousness: downtime is the best creative Ex-Lax I know. Clears the logjams, lubes the gears, gets one’s mental motility back on rhythm.

In conclusion, don’t feel guilty (trust me: guilt is one of greatest ways to get oneself well and truly blocked) when you feel the need to take time away; in fact, give yourself permission to do just that. Take a break.

You’ll thank me. Now, time for some pinochle. 😉

This post is part of a synchroblog on creative blocks, which you can read about on Thoughts About Nothing.

Waiting to See

randomlychad  —  June 7, 2011 — 2 Comments

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I am looking forward to that time when the faith shall be sight, when the mortal shall take on immortality. It’s not some kind of perverse death wish, but rather a desire to be whole.

You see, for several years I’ve had sleep apnea. I had hoped that by losing weight this year it would improve; it hasn’t. I stumble from bed bleary-eyed and tired everyday. Added to this is hypothyroidism–which I’m having checked out today.

Don’t get me wrong: I have a good life, great kids, a wonderful wife, but my body is just so tired all the freaking time! It gets old, you know? And I’m not even (that) old–though my age at the end of this month will match the late Douglas Adams’s answer for life, the universe, and everything.

I feel naked, exposed, sharing this with you, but there you have it (and my purpose for sharing): will you please pray for me? Pray that we can these health issues worked out, that I can sleep well at night, that I can keep doing my thing here on the blog.

Thanks so much!

May I pray for you? Please share your requests in the comments.