Tag: fiction

Get Up and Get Back On

JUST GET UP AND GET BACK ON

As children, we rode on bicycles with no helmets and sailed downhill on paved surfaces as fast as we could possibly go and even when we crashed and came to a sliding halt face first, we didn’t quit. We got back on.

We got back at each other by seeing who could stay on the merry-go-round the longest and not hurl. Or else who could stay on the longest with twenty people pushing it and not die. And we got back on.

We did penny drops from the highest freaking bar on the death trap they liked to call the monkey bars. We fell face first into the gravel and broke our nose and bled all over ourselves. Guess what? WE GOT BACK ON!

Are you seeing a theme, here? You get knocked down, knocked off, dragged through the mud. You get up and you get back on. 😉

But how? How, when you are hurt, or you are embarrassed or afraid?

You talk hard to life. You get competitive with it and tell it that it’s not gonna beat you. It may get the upper hand once in a while, but you are the freaking master!  Because it’s us against life, my friend, not each other, and we’re all out here just trying to stay on.

Drive All Night

Divide and Conquer PlaylistHere’s a few bands that’ll make you feel like you could turn the world over.

  1. Seven Nation Army – The White Stripes
  2. Open My Eyes – Rival Sons
  3. Storm Cussin’ – Black Pistol Fire
  4. Hook, Line, & Sinker – Royal Blood
  5. California – The Delta Saints
  6. All Over The Road – Rival Sons
  7. Ain’t No Easy Way – Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
  8. Beat the Devil’s Tattoo – Black Rebel Motorcycle Club

Drive All Night Spotify Playlist

The Challenge…Reading Cormac McCarthy’s Blood Meridian

Fortitude is Reading Cormac McCarthy's Blood MeridianThis book is kicking my ass. You know how some books in your life test your will to the point that at every turn, you want to quit, but you can’t quit because you’re just in too deep? Things are tough and bloody and dark and you’re wounded, maybe, almost dead, probably, and you’re watching people descend into madness or worse, an inhuman insidiousness that you meet with wide-eyed terror.

Yeah, it’s like that. Pheww.

The man’s a genius, no doubt, but it’s heavy.