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Alright. I need to get this off my chest. It’s been seething inside of me since I read it (in one sitting!).

I “hate” Bryan Allain’s new eBook, 31 Days to Finding Your Blogging Mojo.

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Hi! I know you came here for humorous send-up in tribute to a fellow blogger. Believe me: there are plenty of folks out there to “hate.” (And their time is indeed coming).

That said, today I’d like to get some things off my chest. What I mean is: today I’ll be sharing some things I really hate. For reals–no joke. These are things that piss me off.

(Forgive me if I sound curmudgeonly, but I’m entitled; I’m 42). 😉

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Folks, I’ve made no secret here on the blog of the fact that I like J.K. Rowling’s Harry Potter books. The timeless themes of self-sacrifice, loyalty, of making hard choices–doing the right thing, rather than the easy thing–are what are so attractive about the books. That, and the rather obvious parallels the story has with the Gospel. (Aside from all that, as they say in England, the narrative is just a corking good yarn.)

Taken together, these form a strong (in mind) case as to why these books should have a place in your library.

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Listen. Come a little closer. That’s right–here around the corner. I need to tell you something.

Please keep this in confidence, okay?

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>Dream!photo © 2008 Melody Campbell | more info (via: Wylio)

I am not cool, hip, or “with it.” I’m just a middle-aged husband and dad with a dream. A dream that includes a love of words. A dream that I let all but die–because I bought into a lie.

When someone I respected, looked up to, trusted, told me I wasn’t good enough, I believed them.

I believed them, and let the spark in me grow cold.

For nearly a quarter century, that dream lay fallow in my heart’s soil. Oh, there were some tentative forays, a few things that saw the light of day, that people praised.

But I didn’t believe them. I was still the scared high school freshman who’d had his crushed heart handed to him.

It is just within the last nine months, or so, that I’ve allowed my heart to come alive again–that I’ve dared to dream.

And fallen in love with words all over again.

This is why, despite the fact that I’ve read only the first chapter, I believe so strongly in the message of Jon’s new book, Quitter. In it, Jon contends that following our dreams is not a process of discovery, but rather one of recovery. Finding, and championing, that which we’ve always truly loved.

That has certainly been the case for me.

My name is Chad. I may not be “cool,” but whatever else I am– be it an employee, husband, father–I am a writer.

I’m owning my dream now, and I’ve given up believing the lies.

How about you?