The general sad state of things

Here comes my first blog rant.

Why is it acceptable that some people are getting ruder?

And I know it's not just my imagination. I see it every day: people who don't take the three seconds or so to hold open a door for the person behind them, people in the service industry who never say thank you as they take your money, people who brush past or bump into you and don't apologize, people who swear at you because you catch them doing something they know is wrong or illegal and they are offended. Whatever happened to civilized people?

It annoys me greatly that some people seem to believe that they need not participate in daily activities that require a modicum of respect for me and themselves. Perhaps I'm asking for and expecting too much.

We all share the resources on this planet. And we know that everyone is equal, right? Maybe I'm mostly annoyed because this behaviour is so different from how I was raised. Life lessons are learned early, if they're learned. So I guess some people were not as fortunate as me. And that's a real shame. Maybe I'm dismayed at the wrong generation.

And that's something to think about.

The written word

I've been thinking more and more about writing short stories on a regular basis. It's been a hit or miss proposition that depends on the mood I'm in.
Well now, that sounds to me like a sorry excuse and I thinks it's time to change my attitude and approach. Because my past experiences have been unique in so many ways, like the time I got locked in Arlington Cemetery, for example, I have lots of fodder to call on.

So what really drives my creativity? My imagination can rustle up all kinds of events and situations and that, combined with a lifelong love of words, should make for some interesting tales.

I've read lots about the writing process and the dedication one needs to be prolific and by inference better. What I still need to figure out is how serious I am about writing short stories or any type of prose, for that matter.

As a first step, maybe I really should learn how to type.

Carpe Diem!