<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493</id><updated>2012-02-13T13:40:18.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matt Gannon</title><subtitle type='html'>A poignant blog about life and times in modern day society.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-1541732193557209946</id><published>2012-02-13T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T13:40:18.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor-Man Matt</title><content type='html'>So, I found out today that I have 10 dollars to my name. The job I allegedly have wouldnt start until next month, but I&amp;nbsp;don't&amp;nbsp;have any money&lt;i&gt; now&lt;/i&gt;. That being said, I spent 20 bucks yesterday on a bouquet of roses to sell in the market. A guy I met sparked the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize I had so little money, and the idea tanked. I sold one rose to my sister, and that's it. Nobody wanted to buy any roses at all. It was a good idea in theory, and at least I tried to do something instead of sitting on my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, it failed. Onto the next idea I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-1541732193557209946?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1541732193557209946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=1541732193557209946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/1541732193557209946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/1541732193557209946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2012/02/poor-man-matt.html' title='Poor-Man Matt'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-8253052823100702129</id><published>2012-02-12T09:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T09:05:18.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sounds Like My Sister lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="338" src="http://www.collegehumor.com/e/6706239" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="600"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 5px 0; text-align: center; width: 600px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collegehumor.com/videos"&gt;See more at CollegeHumor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-8253052823100702129?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8253052823100702129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=8253052823100702129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/8253052823100702129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/8253052823100702129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2012/02/sounds-like-my-sister-lol.html' title='Sounds Like My Sister lol'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-2937189863220600150</id><published>2012-01-24T11:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T11:18:40.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Independently</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I sit in my apartment with my girlfriend after unpacking andsettling in and I realize that this is all ours. We’ve worked hard to achievethis, and it’s all ours to enjoy. &amp;nbsp;Ouradult lives have begun, and we’ve graduated from childhood youth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The simple things are sometimes the sweetest. When I go tothe fridge and see the shelves lined with groceries, I feel proud because itwasn’t just put there. It’s there because we made it happen. Everything iswhere it is because of us. The only rules we have to follow are the ones weestablish under our own will for the betterment of our household. &amp;nbsp;This new chapter of my life is more thanincredible, and even though I’ve been told it isn’t possible and that Ishouldn’t try, I did anyways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I look out through the large wall-spanning windows pastour balcony, I see a city sky-line of twinkling lights. I think about all thatI want to accomplish, and the reasons I’m here. Seeing these lights make methink of two things: potential and freedom of life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I want to succeed with my writing, and I want to reach mygoals and aspirations. I’m hoping that living in Ottawa will help me get closerto this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-2937189863220600150?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2937189863220600150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=2937189863220600150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/2937189863220600150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/2937189863220600150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2012/01/living-independently.html' title='Living Independently'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-8884569854856477671</id><published>2012-01-24T11:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T11:18:55.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving to the City</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve moved from the country to &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Canada&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’s &amp;nbsp;capital. My hometown has the population of about 1000 people, and to move to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ottawa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;is a rather large change. Obviously, there are the immediate differences, likethe population increase, the amount of traffic, and the sheer spread of thecity. But then there are the other differences that it takes a little bit torealize. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ottawa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; iscomplex, from the ethnic diversity to the maze of roads and transit ways and OCTranspo routes. Cobden is simple. There is nothing complex about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ottawa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; isgenerally safe, but is it really? But then again, is anywhere really safe?There are two things I miss about Cobden: its safety and its simplicity. Youcould walk around at 3 in the morning donning a blackberry, and iPod, all whileholding a laptop and waving your wallet around and nothing would happen. In thecity, you might be mugged at the door. But you might not. That’s the thing. Younever really know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I do love the city though. While I wouldn’t raise a familyhere, it definitely is a great experience. My mind was too big for Cobden. Ioutgrew it.&amp;nbsp; I was like a big fish in alittle bowl. I needed to expand. So I moved to Ottawa with my girlfriendChelsea to start my life and experience new things. Now, when I return to visitCobden, I can appreciate it that much more for what it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I think about &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Ottawa&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;,opportunity is at the forefront of those thoughts. There are so many people andso many things to do and places to see and people to meet. For a writer, thatwealth of resource is invaluable. I plan to take full advantage of that.&amp;nbsp; I don’t know how many people actually read myblog, but just know that I haven’t given up on writing, and someday you will bereading my words in renowned newspapers, in bestselling books, and spoken fromthe lips of famous actors on the silver screen. So stay tuned readers. I’m justgetting started.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-8884569854856477671?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8884569854856477671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=8884569854856477671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/8884569854856477671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/8884569854856477671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2012/01/ive-moved-from-country-to-canada.html' title='Moving to the City'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-1300298523079655725</id><published>2011-12-15T17:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T17:00:34.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I swear to God I'll piss a Happy Meal off". -Marshal Mathers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-1300298523079655725?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1300298523079655725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=1300298523079655725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/1300298523079655725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/1300298523079655725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-swear-to-god-ill-piss-happy-meal-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-3921656998668807870</id><published>2011-12-12T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T18:08:28.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It intrigues me that people have this bizarre tendency to relive dramatic events or circumstances in their lives over and over, like some sort of infinity loop. It's almost as if energy and purpose can be drawn from this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Most of us live boring lives.&amp;nbsp;Perhaps people cling to moments of eventfulness in order to give their lives a false sense of purpose or excitement?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-3921656998668807870?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/3921656998668807870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=3921656998668807870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/3921656998668807870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/3921656998668807870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/12/it-intrigues-me-that-people-have-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-8494849189668673640</id><published>2011-12-12T12:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T12:23:03.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The world has become one big pile of dog shit, and nobody wants to be the one to clean it up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-8494849189668673640?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8494849189668673640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=8494849189668673640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/8494849189668673640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/8494849189668673640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/12/world-has-become-one-big-pile-of-dog.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-782273071863646314</id><published>2011-12-09T18:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T19:01:38.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why is it that when I see black male teens go into a store, my first thought is that they might want to rob the place? How is that even my mind-- as open and free as it is-- can be subject to &amp;nbsp;such racial discrimination?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we really programmed to live like this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-782273071863646314?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/782273071863646314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=782273071863646314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/782273071863646314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/782273071863646314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/12/why-is-it-that-when-i-see-black-male.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-4621180015078890821</id><published>2011-11-25T18:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T18:43:44.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Unfuck the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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The scientists tracked 1000 men over the span of 4 years and found that those having long-term affairs were more than twice as likely to suffer a major cardiac event. "Secret sexuality may increase blood pressure and heart rate," says study author Alessandra Fisher, M.D. But she adds that sex in a healthy relationship may improve life expectancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taken from Men's Health&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J-CH1QctjRU/ToYHYinJPRI/AAAAAAAAAM8/dd-T7cJfFK8/s1600/bigstockphoto_Cheating_Lovers_5501547-resized-600.jpg.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J-CH1QctjRU/ToYHYinJPRI/AAAAAAAAAM8/dd-T7cJfFK8/s320/bigstockphoto_Cheating_Lovers_5501547-resized-600.jpg.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-4338808406848109210?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4338808406848109210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=4338808406848109210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/4338808406848109210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/4338808406848109210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/09/cheating-could-cause-heart-attack.html' title='Cheating Could Cause Heart Attack'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J-CH1QctjRU/ToYHYinJPRI/AAAAAAAAAM8/dd-T7cJfFK8/s72-c/bigstockphoto_Cheating_Lovers_5501547-resized-600.jpg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-903589867737590046</id><published>2011-09-30T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T10:22:07.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Real.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="338" src="http://www.collegehumor.com/e/6170195" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="600"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-903589867737590046?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/903589867737590046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=903589867737590046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/903589867737590046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/903589867737590046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-is-real.html' title='This is Real.'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-4435650264283154335</id><published>2011-09-27T21:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T21:28:25.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Like An Artist</title><content type='html'>The link I'm about to give you blew my mind. It made my heart race, and filled me with hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stumbleupon.com/su/1n3Atd/www.nettserier.no/_striper/jellyvampire-1304892000.jpg"&gt;Click Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-4435650264283154335?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4435650264283154335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=4435650264283154335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/4435650264283154335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/4435650264283154335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/09/live-like-artist.html' title='Live Like An Artist'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-2074868666913927673</id><published>2011-09-26T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:14:59.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncover Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I often find myself wondering about the people who havelived before me, and in the same place I live, the same town. I wish I couldknow of them, learn from them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then I think about what it must have been like to livebefore my time, and I realize that there are millions of wells of untappedknowledge in existence, and most of us are surrounded by them. The elderly havelived before us, and they have experienced things we will never experience. Whywould we not want to ensure that knowledge is carried on throughout thesucceeding generations?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We should tap into their wisdom before what they know islost forever. Our generation is screwed up, and we continue to screw up. We’redoing something wrong, and we need to fix it. Perhaps if we knew more of ourpast, we could apply it to the present to ensure a promising future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pko3hnRlhKw/ToE_pERIy2I/AAAAAAAAAM4/iIDXgdyCIyQ/s1600/p_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pko3hnRlhKw/ToE_pERIy2I/AAAAAAAAAM4/iIDXgdyCIyQ/s320/p_01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-2074868666913927673?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2074868666913927673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=2074868666913927673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/2074868666913927673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/2074868666913927673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/09/uncover-wisdom.html' title='Uncover Wisdom'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pko3hnRlhKw/ToE_pERIy2I/AAAAAAAAAM4/iIDXgdyCIyQ/s72-c/p_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-7008826939668168426</id><published>2011-09-26T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T18:03:45.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Romance is Dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Taken from a previous post entitled “Morally Corrupt:Society in Ruins”:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;“Society has becomesomething that revolves around sex. It started long ago, increasingly gettingworse as time passed on. As we became more relaxed and open about taboo things,like sex, drugs, and of course, women’s rights, it created a Slut Cocktail thatis fed to everybody, every day, all the time. How has this affected love andromance?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: solid windowtext 1.5pt; border: none; padding: 0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="border: none; mso-border-bottom-alt: solid windowtext 1.5pt; mso-padding-alt: 0cm 0cm 1.0pt 0cm; padding: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The lines between what’s acceptable in a relationship andwhat isn’t aren’t just being blurred. They’re being removed entirely. Girlswill whore themselves out just for a drink at a bar, regardless of whether ornot they have a boyfriend. Unfaithfulness has become accepted in someinstances, and even expected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Adultery is a commonact. Men actively seek women to have sex with them and then run. Some womenwill do the same. It’s even encouraged among young men, and it’s referred to asone’s “Kill Count”. The more women a man uses and then discards the better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sexual harassment isat an all time high, but perhaps it’s just more visible now because it’sbecoming more and more expected from men. A slap of the ass, a vulgar comment,taking a kiss from an unwilling girl, or anything else of the same nature issometimes just overlooked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m ashamed to say, as a male, that women are not treatedthe way they should be, and that a significant amount of men are pigs, takingand touching what they shouldn’t.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dCk-RlPytmc/ToEXCGizYEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/jd0gkM4fl-4/s1600/enjoying-strip-club.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dCk-RlPytmc/ToEXCGizYEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/jd0gkM4fl-4/s320/enjoying-strip-club.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marriage is becoming something that is no longer sacred andeternal. It’s a piece of paper that can be ripped up and thrown away. It’s abond that can be broken with money and petty squabbles.&amp;nbsp; The respect is gone. Divorce used to be nextto non-existent. It was sinful and those who got one were shamed and scorned. Wantto talk to a busy rich man or woman? Talk to a Divorce Lawyer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s hard to find a married couple that have never been separated or divorced and have never cheated on each other, ever. Not even that one time when one of them got too drunk. Ever. This is depressing, and it sort of feels like the death of hope. I hope that when I get married to the girl of my dreams, my marriage will be this way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Flirting may be considered okay by some, but think about whywe flirt in the first place. To judge one’s compatibility with another, to letone know one is interested. It’s a measuring tool, not a harmless toy. Yes,it’s fun, but so is going down to the firing range and unloading a few clipsinto a target. I hope you see the point I’m trying to make here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FU8JzvwMdx8/ToEXD2T81NI/AAAAAAAAAM0/3DcojcUbFks/s1600/club_dv8_level3_los_angeles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FU8JzvwMdx8/ToEXD2T81NI/AAAAAAAAAM0/3DcojcUbFks/s320/club_dv8_level3_los_angeles.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;There’s a thrill, a rush, an exhilaration involved inflirting that makes it dangerous. If misused, it can be very harmful;especially when the person flirting is already in a committed relationship withanother. One must create lines if none exist and adhere to their boundaries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Public displays of affection are getting increasingly moresexual, with couples going from kissing harmlessly to passionate make-out sessionson a bench in the mall or against the side of a building somewhere--and then,soon enough, feeling each other up while they ram their tongues down eachother’s throats with blatant disregard for the awkwardness onlookers wouldfeel, and how inappropriate it is. There is a time and place for everything. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The main issue with this is not that it’s awkward to see.It’s the fact that people express their love and attraction for another in sucha manner that destroys the intimacy of the act.&amp;nbsp;I’m not so prude to say that public displays of affection are not okay,but the more intense affection should be saved for in privacy. It’s betweentwo people who feel something strong for each other, and that should becherished and protected, not put on display. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O6h8ghUHhvA/ToEW-jtqmMI/AAAAAAAAAMk/NE3joVaPJA8/s1600/thief-of-drinks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O6h8ghUHhvA/ToEW-jtqmMI/AAAAAAAAAMk/NE3joVaPJA8/s320/thief-of-drinks.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's what happens.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The only thing I have to say about exotic dancers and stripclubs, and it’s more than suffice, is this: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;They exist. They shouldn’t. It’s a sad place to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Clubs aren’t much better. They certainly can be fun underthe right circumstances, but typically, it’s a trashy pit with cool lightswhere strangers go to have dry sex with each other to a beat, sweating on eachother, spreading germs through saliva and dirty hands. And what astounds me isthat some people consider this not cheating, either. Somehow, grinding one’sass on another man’s penis, touching him, feeling him, is not cheating. Or forguys, reverse the roles. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the darkness, one feels anonymous almost, or like thereis no other world outside. There are so many people gyrating in an orgy offilth that one can just cop a feel of anybody they want and disappear a fewmoments later. The darkness makes the nature of the club feel okay. It’s ashroud to protect the people under it, but when the lights come on and the clubshuts down, that shroud fades away, and there’s nothing left but the feeling ofself-loathing and guilt. Then the mind kicks into justification-mode. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E_PZ3e4C-ks/ToEW_8xbRlI/AAAAAAAAAMo/CTDCz-8Nqm0/s1600/maino-at-perfections-strip-club-queens-ny-july-7-2010-500x407.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E_PZ3e4C-ks/ToEW_8xbRlI/AAAAAAAAAMo/CTDCz-8Nqm0/s320/maino-at-perfections-strip-club-queens-ny-july-7-2010-500x407.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;There is no amount of logic or justification that can changethe fact that it’s cheating. I’m sure if you try hard enough, though, you canjustify it to yourself to take away the guilt. That’s what it’s about though,right? Yourself? It seems that “The Pursuit of Happiness” is now “The Pursuitof Sexual Gratification”. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Some people will get into a relationship just for the sakeof being in a relationship. They feel it gives them security and social status.The magic of real love is dead for most. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dECSAPc4gbo/ToEXAlolSSI/AAAAAAAAAMs/mm8pTaVn6t4/s1600/gal_jersey_shore12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="181" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dECSAPc4gbo/ToEXAlolSSI/AAAAAAAAAMs/mm8pTaVn6t4/s320/gal_jersey_shore12.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And then there are people like me, who want to fight thegood fight to preserve one of the only things truly worth fighting for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The world is a messed up place now, but it isn’t apparent atfirst. It’s hidden under the layers of technological progression, medicinalbreakthroughs, and acts of heroism and goodness, but it’s there and it’s slowlycrawling its way up to the surface. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-7008826939668168426?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7008826939668168426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=7008826939668168426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/7008826939668168426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/7008826939668168426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/09/romance-is-dead.html' title='Romance is Dead'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dCk-RlPytmc/ToEXCGizYEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/jd0gkM4fl-4/s72-c/enjoying-strip-club.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-8343239666699475666</id><published>2011-09-25T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T22:09:12.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom of the Dalai Lama</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yganc2_mmnA/ToAI7fiMm9I/AAAAAAAAAMg/XBGeZAsOKO8/s1600/dalailama.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yganc2_mmnA/ToAI7fiMm9I/AAAAAAAAAMg/XBGeZAsOKO8/s400/dalailama.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've stumbled upon 18 rules of wisdom given to us by the Dalai Lama. I say given as if it's a gift, meaning we have the option to accept or decline it. Accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.4pt; margin-left: 18.85pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 36.0pt; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #111111; font-family: inherit;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Take into account that great love and great achievements involvegreat risk.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.4pt; margin-left: 18.85pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 36.0pt; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;2.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;When you lose, don’t lose the lesson.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.4pt; margin-left: 18.85pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 36.0pt; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;3.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;Follow the three Rs:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.4pt; margin-left: 37.7pt; mso-list: l0 level2 lfo1; tab-stops: list 72.0pt; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;1.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;Respect for self&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.4pt; margin-left: 37.7pt; mso-list: l0 level2 lfo1; tab-stops: list 72.0pt; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;2.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;Respect for others&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.4pt; margin-left: 37.7pt; mso-list: l0 level2 lfo1; tab-stops: list 72.0pt; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;3.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;Responsibility for all your actions.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.4pt; margin-left: 18.85pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 36.0pt; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;4.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;Remember that not getting what you want is sometimes a wonderfulstroke of luck.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.4pt; margin-left: 18.85pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 36.0pt; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;5.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;Learn the rules so you know how to break them properly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.4pt; margin-left: 18.85pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 36.0pt; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;6.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;Don’t let a little dispute injure a great friendship.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.4pt; margin-left: 18.85pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 36.0pt; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;7.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;When you realize you’ve made a mistake, take immediate steps tocorrect it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.4pt; margin-left: 18.85pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 36.0pt; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;8.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;Spend some time alone every day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.4pt; margin-left: 18.85pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 36.0pt; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;9.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;Open your arms to change, but don’t let go of your values.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.4pt; margin-left: 18.85pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 36.0pt; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;10.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.4pt; margin-left: 18.85pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 36.0pt; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;11.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;Live a good, honourable life. Then when you get older and thinkback, you’ll be able to enjoy it a second time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.4pt; margin-left: 18.85pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 36.0pt; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;12.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;A loving atmosphere in your home is the foundation for yourlife.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.4pt; margin-left: 18.85pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 36.0pt; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;13.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;In disagreements with loved ones, deal only with the currentsituation. Don’t bring up the past.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.4pt; margin-left: 18.85pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 36.0pt; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;14.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;Share your knowledge. It’s a way to achieve immortality.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.4pt; margin-left: 18.85pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 36.0pt; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;15.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;Be gentle with the earth.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.4pt; margin-left: 18.85pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 36.0pt; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;16.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;Once a year, go someplace you’ve never been before.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.4pt; margin-left: 18.85pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 36.0pt; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;17.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;Remember that the best relationship is one in which your lovefor each other exceeds your need for each other.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.4pt; margin-left: 18.85pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 36.0pt; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;18.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.5pt;"&gt;Judge your success by what you had to give up in order to getit.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-8343239666699475666?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8343239666699475666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=8343239666699475666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-192232768913562585</id><published>2011-09-25T08:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T08:09:07.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Truth lies in the traditions of the heart."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-192232768913562585?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/192232768913562585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=192232768913562585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpFirst" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ThoughThey Hold Me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Through arolling field I stalk,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never toturn back on what has been done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Throughthis field I can’t ever stop;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;In theremainder of my life there is much to be won.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Distance iscovered, though the journey has just begun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Silver rayslight my way and the stars in the moon’s shadow help me on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nature andman’s cause is with me, but there are those who try to obstruct my way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though theyhold me, I press onward with Love, life, and passion combined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;In theirtrodden trail I will’nt stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Step unto stepleaves markings behind;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Echoing...longing...&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;waiting for someone to find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The moonshifts with the stars, altering my course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I find aglass jar on a table, wondering what treasures it stores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It appearsfilled with no more than air, but then it is alight with jade embers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;They wispand they wander, but also clash and collide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful andwhole, I need to release them, to hold with a touch that is tender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This mustbe done before I die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The airychildren of my mind and soul flash and dance in that jar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish themfree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;If theywere, I’d follow them to the very end, no matter how far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Their lightwould allow me to feel, to hear, to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;By someguidance, I know the jar cannot be opened with force.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;When it isright, it will crack and shatter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;When itdoes, I will say ‘Of course!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I willcertainly enjoy the above latter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UQC-Vgpohhk/Tn6O5C9WanI/AAAAAAAAAMc/hCg_FkdBLxA/s1600/fireflies.jpg" imageanchor="1" 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librarian in San Diego County. In an interview with KCRW's Bookwork Program, she shared her thoughts on the nature of reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...But the problem with readers, the idea we're given of reading is that the model of a reader is the person watching a film, or watching television. so the greatest principle is "I should sit here and I should be entertained." And the more classical model which has completely been taken away, is the idea of the reader as an amateur musician who sits at a piano, has a piece of music, which is the work, made by somebody they don't know, who they probably couldn't comprehend entirely, and have to use their skills to play this piece of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greater the skill, the greater the gift that you give the artist and that the artist gives you. That's the incredibly unfashionable idea of reading. And yet when you practice reading, and you work at a text, it can only give you what you put into it. It's an old moral, but it's completely true."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-116606751879556141?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/116606751879556141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=116606751879556141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/116606751879556141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/116606751879556141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/09/zadie-smith-on-reading.html' title='Zadie Smith On Reading'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EMvzoniT5Ag/TntlbE0v1TI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_vYatrFfdAo/s72-c/Reading-a-book-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-6515377080154869243</id><published>2011-09-21T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T21:58:08.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>To my readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've deactivated my Facebook account in the wake of my article concerning Facebook and online interaction in general. I will miss my fan page, but I'd be somewhat of a hypocrite if I kept using Facebook after claiming to dislike it so much. So... I can be contacted through my email, ma_ga366@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-6515377080154869243?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6515377080154869243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=6515377080154869243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/6515377080154869243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/6515377080154869243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/09/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-7660624383857200328</id><published>2011-09-20T18:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T18:51:24.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Readers Speak Out Against A Corrupt Society</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-feFRURK-0hQ/TnlDExW0RJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/NcJxyuNaFeM/s1600/Spectrum_SpeakingOut.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-feFRURK-0hQ/TnlDExW0RJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/NcJxyuNaFeM/s400/Spectrum_SpeakingOut.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kaila Schauer, 19:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Television and media condonesexual exploitation so that the audience almost sees it as acceptablebehaviour.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Miranda Neil, 21:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I am totally against it. I dislike walking past a bra store, for instance, and seeing this real skinny, sexy, big chested woman on the front of the store advertising bras and panties because how is a woman of average size supose to see herself look good in something when all we are seeing is the "beautiful" woman in them. And that goes for any piece of clothing or even make up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It's unfair. Especially to our younger girls, as they want to see themselves look just like that, which makes them either not eat right or dress inappropriately thinking it's the in thing which puts a bad name on them when really she is just doing what she thinks will make her look and be just like that poster or preview on tv she seen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think all woman of any shape and size, no matter what thy look like, should have a right to advertise their beauty on everything that we're seeing these "perfect" women in. Then maybe it will change the way younger girls feel about them self, and the same with others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DHN7RRHrZUc/TnlACNG44HI/AAAAAAAAAMA/9JuBHieeOMk/s1600/tumblr_lk2npaqdvy1qdm6svo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DHN7RRHrZUc/TnlACNG44HI/AAAAAAAAAMA/9JuBHieeOMk/s320/tumblr_lk2npaqdvy1qdm6svo1_500_large.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Chelsea Lemire, 18:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When I was in middle school, I stumbled upon a music videoof a beautiful girl, being chased by a handsome man, trying to get &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;herattention. He seemed like he would do anything to even have a moment of thewoman’s time, and it mad&lt;/span&gt;e me wonder, “Why don’t men look at me that way?” I wastwelve years old. I had barely been exposed to the world, and the element oflove, and I already felt like I was doing something wrong. I suddenly feltinsignificant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My breasts weren’t big enough, I was too fat, and my skin wasn’tflawless. Looking back now, I could have slapped myself. How could I have letmyself think that way? It’s simple. Because the media told me that there wassomething wrong with me. The media is our own worst enemy. It was invented topromote well-being and products to make us “look and feel our best,” but it hasbecome our own worst enemy. It has turned into a monster, that makes us feelobligated to look, feel, act, and even smell a certain way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We should be evolving and improving as a community, but itfeels as though we’ve been moving backwards. We know that these issues have beenincreasing, yet nothing seems to have been done about it. Models have becomethinner; men have become more obligated to work out to get that mandatory sixpack, and aging has become a taboo of sorts, a forbidden topic. It’s patheticto imagine that in this day, something as natural and beautiful as aging hasbecome looked down upon. Instead, we’re all expected to look like we’re 20 forthe rest of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may have grown to accept that botox and plasticsurgery have become the norm for this generation, but what about nextgeneration? What sort of example are we setting for our children? Do we reallywant to live in a world where a 12 year old girl feels ugly because of a fakewhore she saw on a fake set, living a fake life? Society as a whole needs tostep back. Instead of making over our faces and outfits, we should focus on amore important improvement; a makeover of our morals.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w7IsdnzfZ-M/TnlAGHWQ1KI/AAAAAAAAAMM/G-F1KxayyQA/s1600/0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w7IsdnzfZ-M/TnlAGHWQ1KI/AAAAAAAAAMM/G-F1KxayyQA/s320/0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anonymous, 15:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I feel grossed out by it, and sick. I don’t like the factthat even a girl’s friends would pressure her into having sex with them. Itmakes me mad because you shouldn’t be persuaded to do anything. You’ll do itwhen you’re ready to. I also hate how almost every show has sex in it, like &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Jersey&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype&gt;Shore&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, and I hate how guys thinkthey have the right to try to get you to go on webcam and do things for them. &lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tkAml1lMqY4/TnlADfYWYFI/AAAAAAAAAME/9P-9xVyrg-w/s1600/Rape__by_little_pretty.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tkAml1lMqY4/TnlADfYWYFI/AAAAAAAAAME/9P-9xVyrg-w/s640/Rape__by_little_pretty.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Linda Jackson, 38&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;I feel that this societyevolves 80 % around sex, which makes every woman think that they have to be acertain type or size in order to get anything in life, from work to guys. Thusly,it is sending today’s girls the idea that the more you show, the less you wear,the farther you can get. If you look, every T.V show evolves around sex andthat is why there are so many rapes, abortions and other diseases out there, becausethe young girls think it is the right thing to do. Men are also expectingwomen/girls to be a certain way, not looking at who they are and what they canachieve. Looks are only skin deep. It is what is in their heart that counts. Ireally think it is time that the young girls took a stand and said I am who Iam and if you do not like it, too bad. I have a brain and I use it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Jesse (Male), 15&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Well to start off, it seemsthat it influences girls around my age and a few years higher the most. Buteven little girls are aware of everything like this. Like in commercials and advertisements,they use it to catch people’s eyes and its working. I find that girls are beingtreated terribly, almost like trash to guys around my age. In high school, allyou ever hear in the halls is talk about sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zTevlqOI7XE/TnlAE1SAHyI/AAAAAAAAAMI/U4LRrz76Ls4/s1600/218.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zTevlqOI7XE/TnlAE1SAHyI/AAAAAAAAAMI/U4LRrz76Ls4/s320/218.jpg" width="275" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Amanda Simmons, 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;In todays society girls have gone past the point of just trying to be unique and expressive with how they dress - well at least in a respectful manner. Ten years ago it used to be that maybe one out of twenty girls was wearing a shirt that was above the belly button and shorts that barely covered their ass. Nowadays it is the exact opposite and to a new extreme; one out of twenty dress respectably (covering themselves so nothing is hanging out) belly tops and short shorts are now the norm but tops are now also see through and flourescent pink or green bras underneath. And with shorts you can now see the curve of the buttocks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Not only is it just clothing-- it's attitudes and behaviours in general. Sex used to be something that was cherished and shared with the person you love, now it is viewed as just a way to get one up on someone else. It used to be guys that had a kill count, girls have it too now. Its disgusting. Whatever happened to making the chase fun? Its too easy now because slutting it up is the norm. Look on Facebook. Guaranteed that 90% of teenage girls have pictures where they purse their lips and push out their chest to catch attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;As a 19 year old girl, I want it to go back to the time where falling in love meant dating first sex later; not the other way around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-7660624383857200328?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7660624383857200328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=7660624383857200328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/7660624383857200328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/7660624383857200328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/09/readers-speak-out-against-corrupt.html' title='Readers Speak Out Against A Corrupt Society'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-feFRURK-0hQ/TnlDExW0RJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/NcJxyuNaFeM/s72-c/Spectrum_SpeakingOut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-396421919167892642</id><published>2011-09-20T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T12:37:54.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morally Corrupt: Society in Ruins</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;There was once a time when I sat down to watch some T.V, andI saw this commercial featuring a beautiful, naked woman with full red lipslounging on a couch, covered in silky fabrics. The commercial had a sensual,passionate tone to it, and it was displaying the media’s version of what beautyand sexuality should look like.&amp;nbsp; Ithought the commercial was going to try to sell me condoms or beer. I waswrong. She took a sip from a glass, got a milk moustache, and the screen fadedto “Got Milk?” and that was it. They used sex to sell milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Some would see this as a clever ploy to appeal to a wideraudience. In reality, it’s a direct reflection of what’s wrong with society. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The media is sexualizing and objectifying young girls. They've been made into the forbidden fruit that every man wants, but can’t have. It appliespressure on every girl to live up to the standards and stereotypes set by thesilver screen, music or magazines so that boys will like them. &amp;nbsp;This is notjust a pressure forced on the youth, either. Every woman is faced with theissue of needing to be beautiful and sexy. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Epnb3wYJ7vM/TnkIuGew7WI/AAAAAAAAALg/LAzn1hlYB3w/s1600/media_pressure_by_LJEC_photography.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Epnb3wYJ7vM/TnkIuGew7WI/AAAAAAAAALg/LAzn1hlYB3w/s320/media_pressure_by_LJEC_photography.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Girls walk around inrevealing clothing with layers of make up carefully applied to make them looktheir absolute best. It seems to be the golden rule with the youngergenerations: “The more makeup on your face, the better you look. Oh… andcleavage is good too.” &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Men don’t want to look, but they do because it’s out therein your face, and then they feel like perverts. Why do this to us? And you knowwhat the worst part is? It’s getting harder to tell how old a girl actually is.See a slutty girl, think &amp;nbsp;okay, 19 maybe. Nope. 14. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s depressing to see this, and it’s even more depressingthat little is being done about it.&amp;nbsp;These children are going to grow up and someday influence what happensin our world. We don’t want them growing up with skewered perceptionsconcerning reality and sexuality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TLIks6ACm70/TnkIrU13EXI/AAAAAAAAALY/0Ixt5DRLMcE/s1600/young_girls_losing_sleep.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TLIks6ACm70/TnkIrU13EXI/AAAAAAAAALY/0Ixt5DRLMcE/s320/young_girls_losing_sleep.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Some girls of any age spend a very large amount of timedoing this. I find it sexy when girls embrace natural beauty. Of course, menlove it when a girl puts effort into themselves for us, but if we’re reallyworth it, it isn’t always necessary. If we love you, we love YOU. Not somedolled up version of yourself. But we do appreciate your efforts, and thatappreciation should be fully expressed unto the lovely lady, if you know what Imean*. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The well-renowned Barbie doll is another direct reflectionof the issues in society. These dolls are thrust upon girls at a very youngage, and thus the corruption begins. Barbie is the perfect representation of abeautiful woman, and that ideal image of what they should be follows each andevery girl as they grow up. And of course, it’s reinforced by the media, in theschools, in every clothing store, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U34PEIiX9mY/TnkIvm4gzCI/AAAAAAAAALk/mLD3P1LFO7A/s1600/malibu-anna.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U34PEIiX9mY/TnkIvm4gzCI/AAAAAAAAALk/mLD3P1LFO7A/s320/malibu-anna.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Media Reflective Barbie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;But then somewhere along the way, a line was crossed by themakers of the wonderful Barbie. One was produced with the universal sign of apromiscuous woman: the tramp-stamp (Don’t shoot the messenger, ladies. I didn’tmake it so). &amp;nbsp;What message does thissend? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0FgDt8NoKCQ/TnkNbVfpXII/AAAAAAAAAL8/fBsoqEg0-_A/s1600/Slut+Barbie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0FgDt8NoKCQ/TnkNbVfpXII/AAAAAAAAAL8/fBsoqEg0-_A/s320/Slut+Barbie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Typical. Face down, hair a mess, and pants undone.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And as ridiculous as this may sound to you, there are pressures that men have to deal with on a daily basis. They are there. Whereexactly?&amp;nbsp; In the same places that womenface these pressures. Granted, it's not as intensely forced on us as it is with females.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uZtq0sUIgd4/TnkI1D1ghII/AAAAAAAAALw/WXdn9zwjfXA/s1600/6a00d8341c730253ef00e5502713d28834-640wi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uZtq0sUIgd4/TnkI1D1ghII/AAAAAAAAALw/WXdn9zwjfXA/s320/6a00d8341c730253ef00e5502713d28834-640wi.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The gents from Abercrombie and Fitch. Frolicking in a meadow.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As an example, the Ken Doll, Barbie’s mate, is the image ofthe perfect man. He has a six pack and a kick ass car.&amp;nbsp; I don’t have one of those (or the car) andI’m pretty sure I don’t need one to make my girl happy. Sure, I’d love one, andmaybe someday. But right now, I don’t. So fuck you, Ken Doll. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Magazines, movies, television, videogames, and even booksfeature men with chiselled jaw lines, perfect hair, and ripped bodies. JacobBlack and Edward Cullen come to mind. But that’s a tale foranother time. I’ll spare you my diatribe regarding those two for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0FOOlWPqUTw/TnkIzXg6OCI/AAAAAAAAALs/jxCp3PDtOZc/s1600/2c8d2be9dbd5f2d7bdb47d5f74e3c76a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0FOOlWPqUTw/TnkIzXg6OCI/AAAAAAAAALs/jxCp3PDtOZc/s320/2c8d2be9dbd5f2d7bdb47d5f74e3c76a.jpg" width="190" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;lol.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love Axe products, and Old Spice, too, but they aretragically flawed. It doesn’t matter how good you may or may not smell. If youhave no game, you have no game. One can acquire said game, but it’s not in theform of any alleged Chick-Magnet Spray. If such claims were true, it would beselling for a lot more than 5 dollars at your local Wal-Mart. It’s a gimmick.If a girl decides to be with you because you smell good, perhaps you’ve made amistake. Rely on yourself to get the girl.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;However, it is a very good thing to smelldesirable, make no mistake. No woman wants a rank sack of crap, no matter howcool said sack may be. This extends to one’s oral hygiene as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Lxp0mnHfrk/TnkKErGu04I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KcT7E8Vxd5o/s1600/Old+Spice.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Lxp0mnHfrk/TnkKErGu04I/AAAAAAAAAL4/KcT7E8Vxd5o/s400/Old+Spice.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's on a horse.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Society has become something that revolves around sex. Itstarted long ago, increasingly getting worse as time passed on. As we becamemore relaxed and open about taboo things, like sex, drugs,and of course, women’s rights, it created a Slut Cocktail that is fed toeverybody, every day, all the time.&amp;nbsp;(How has this affected love and romance? Find out in my nextpost.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Women will try their hardest to look pretty for us men. Theyput themselves out there, vulnerable and open, and they get treated like theydon’t matter—that they are disposable. These women or girls go home and wonderwhy they aren’t good enough, and what they’re doing wrong. They try to figureout how to be better… how to look better. Extreme dieting, more makeup,sluttier clothes, lowering of standards, loss of all self-respect: all theresult of our actions, and the media’s actions. It’s our fault, and most mendon’t want to take responsibility. Sex sells. It makes money. And every bodyknows sex and money makes the world go ‘round. But to what end? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;What the world needs to realize is that men are nothingwithout women, and it’s up to us to restore balance to our society’s morals andbeliefs. The lines between right and wrong have been blurred. Women are gettingraped and abused and emotionally attacked, and the disgusting thing about it isthat it’s becoming more and more frequent. Just because we don’t hear about itdoesn’t mean it doesn’t happen. It does, and it’s terrifying, and infuriating,and sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society lies in ruins. The world is just too horny to realize it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/09/readers-speak-out-against-corrupt.html"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to read what others have to say about this matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-396421919167892642?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/396421919167892642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=396421919167892642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/396421919167892642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/396421919167892642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/09/there-was-once-time-when-i-sat-down-to.html' title='Morally Corrupt: Society in Ruins'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Epnb3wYJ7vM/TnkIuGew7WI/AAAAAAAAALg/LAzn1hlYB3w/s72-c/media_pressure_by_LJEC_photography.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-1472172037569058013</id><published>2011-09-18T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T19:34:33.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Ruins Relationships</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vpl10ho2bok/TnZAvLse7lI/AAAAAAAAALA/dtZapAz26Zs/s1600/cosmic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vpl10ho2bok/TnZAvLse7lI/AAAAAAAAALA/dtZapAz26Zs/s320/cosmic.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Facebook is an absolute social networking powerhouse, andthe creators of Facebook know it. They are constantly updating and modifying tostay on top, and at the top they remain.&amp;nbsp;According to Facebook Statistics, there are over 750 million activeusers, and approximately 700 billion minutes are spent on Facebook per month,with 50% of the total users logging in on any given day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When Facebook was founded by Mark Zuckerberg in 2004, heprobably had no idea just how popular it would be. He was probably also unawarethat Facebook would become one of the leading causes of relationship problems.American divorce lawyers and academics paired with Middle Eastern analysts todetermine this notion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VtmIQ411RRQ/TnZAv5wQIRI/AAAAAAAAALI/KIqouSUUkrg/s1600/images-3.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VtmIQ411RRQ/TnZAv5wQIRI/AAAAAAAAALI/KIqouSUUkrg/s1600/images-3.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mark Zuckerberg, Founder of Facebook&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Furthermore, according to the American &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;Academy&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; of &lt;st1:placename&gt;Matrimonial Lawyers&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, 1 out ofevery 5 divorces cite Facebook as the cause. This means that Facebook is thecause of 20% of all American divorces- and that’s just in the &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;United  States&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;These statistics beg the question: How could something thatis meant to bring people closer together tear them apart?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;There isn’t a single large answer, but rather a complex webof smaller, but no less significant, ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This web starts with the privacy Facebook can offer.Facebook chat and the personal messaging service allows for conversations tohappen and then be erased or cleared, leaving no trace behind.&amp;nbsp; Because it’s text, it blurs the lines andboundaries of what is acceptable and what isn’t. Guilt can be lessened becauseit’s “just through text”, and this makes it easier to cover up or lieabout.&amp;nbsp; There’s no pressure of “Heyhoney, what’d you get up to today?” when the person was just on Facebook. Theycan simply say “Not too much. Just chatted to some friends on Facebook.” &amp;nbsp;The significant other would never know thedifference. An emotional affair/ emotional cheating can be just as damaging asa physical one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HF4vS_0iCkU/TnZAulqQHNI/AAAAAAAAAK8/M7dpWWl7Jwo/s1600/41594_139050972790665_6626_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HF4vS_0iCkU/TnZAulqQHNI/AAAAAAAAAK8/M7dpWWl7Jwo/s1600/41594_139050972790665_6626_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This can extend to Facebook mobile on cell phones. Now it’seven more easily accessed, and can be done from anywhere. This also means it’seven more private than before. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Facebook is a breeding ground for jealousy. From the maleperspective, questions like “Why is that guy writing on her wall?” or “I don’tlike the look of that smiley face.” can constantly come up, even though it maybe entirely harmless. Reverse the roles for the female perspective. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;If some pictures are posted of your partner with anotherperson (of the opposite sex) with their arm around them it can easily be takenout of context. All one would see is one’s partner embracing another in aseemingly intimate manner, and right away that sparks one’s innate desire todefend and protect. People are jealous by nature. Sometimes it’s warranted.Sometimes it’s not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-omMYpTL23UM/TnZBjfrFkkI/AAAAAAAAALQ/JE0ZL-Aks8w/s1600/ill_facebook_divorce.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-omMYpTL23UM/TnZBjfrFkkI/AAAAAAAAALQ/JE0ZL-Aks8w/s320/ill_facebook_divorce.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Another issue that commonly arises is one involving theprofile picture. This is a complicated matter. Typically, when a couple isdoing well in their relationship, one will feel the need to make one’s profilepicture feature their partner. This is a generalization, and doesn’t mean it’strue for all people. However, if one person feels this way, but the otherdoesn’t, questions like “Is she embarrassed of me? Why won’t she just put oneup?” can come into play. And then that’s where the confidence regarding therelationship takes a hit. Some people see it as a ward against unwantedsuitors. It draws a line. If the person doesn’t feature their significantother, it can be seen as “Oh, they aren’t even that serious. I bet I couldsteal her from him.” It’s unfortunate, but true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Adding new friends of the opposite sex seems to always be anissue as well, especially if they are better looking than the person seeing it.One wonders why they became friends, where they met, if they talk all the time,etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Facebook tends to be addictive, and sometimes a significantother may be a bit too attached to the website, even when they are physicallywith their boyfriend/girlfriend etc. It may make one ask “Who is she talking toon there? Why does she feel the need to always be on? Why can’t she just getoff and spend time with me? Am I not good enough?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7XY2dyBWjco/TnZBj6yppPI/AAAAAAAAALU/0eB-OSKtpJA/s1600/facebook-addiction-300x200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7XY2dyBWjco/TnZBj6yppPI/AAAAAAAAALU/0eB-OSKtpJA/s1600/facebook-addiction-300x200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;One of the biggest issues is the exes still lingering in thebackground. An ex is an ex, and they’re in the past for a reason. It’s veryeasy to say a simple “Hey, how have you been?” and then all of a sudden, aconversation ensues, and old feelings come back up to the surface. &amp;nbsp;Or even seeing updates and pictures of the excan ignite different thoughts and wonders that should not be ignited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The easiest mistake to make is to develop the need to followyour partner on Facebook, checking their every move. It’s unhealthy and justcauses unnecessary jealousy and concern.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Facebook certainly has its benefits, and I’ve experiencedthem myself, but I’ve also experienced how Facebook can affect a relationship,and witnessed it aid in the ending of another, more than once. &amp;nbsp;It can become a never ending vortex of worryand pain, and ultimately lead to the demise of a relationship. &amp;nbsp;Ask yourself this: Is it really worth it?Don’t let Facebook control your life. It is meant to help you, not destroyyou and the things you’ve worked towards creating and nurturing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MDq9SDhMnNY/TnZAuP1F8YI/AAAAAAAAAK4/8HU24uQvT6g/s1600/398_divorce-5-things-you-didnt-know-flash-1018701-flash.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MDq9SDhMnNY/TnZAuP1F8YI/AAAAAAAAAK4/8HU24uQvT6g/s400/398_divorce-5-things-you-didnt-know-flash-1018701-flash.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-1472172037569058013?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1472172037569058013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=1472172037569058013&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/1472172037569058013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/1472172037569058013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/09/facebook-ruins-relationships.html' title='Facebook Ruins Relationships'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vpl10ho2bok/TnZAvLse7lI/AAAAAAAAALA/dtZapAz26Zs/s72-c/cosmic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-2840330292389288657</id><published>2011-09-17T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T15:05:09.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Decline of Intimacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The internet has revolutionized how we communicate with eachother, but what does this really mean? Peel away the top-most layers ofpositive influence. What lies beneath? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It seems to me that what was supposed to liberate us isactually just desensitizing us to each other and aiding in the demise of properEnglish. More specifically, texting (not the internet, I know, but it’s thesame concept) and instant messaging are the leading cause of this problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The first issue I see is the lack of punctuation, spelling,and grammar. Even with spell-check, people just seem to not care. There areexceptions, thankfully, but with the younger generations that have grown up inthe height of The Internet Era, spelling mistakes and abbreviations andacronyms are the norm and at times, even encouraged. Why? Because it’s justeasier to mess up and not care.&amp;nbsp; Acertain quote about things worth doing comes to mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Aside from the actual composition of the text, there isanother issue. The lexicon that people adopt in the virtual world isoverlapping into reality. People are beginning to speak in the manner theywould type on the internet or through text. Somebody might say something funny,and somebody else will literally say “Lol” or “Rofl”. It seems to be popular inthe youth. Perhaps it feels like a secret language that only their generationis “privileged” to speak, unknown to the older generations who may actuallyunderstand the important of the language we speak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BhieXjK4YRY/TnT3Je5CHwI/AAAAAAAAAKs/dHPVLL0jloI/s1600/Texting.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BhieXjK4YRY/TnT3Je5CHwI/AAAAAAAAAKs/dHPVLL0jloI/s320/Texting.gif" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;But the biggest problem I see with this whole thing, andit’s the scariest of all, is that it’s numbing our ability to relate to oneanother on a sensory, intimate level. The root of this stems from the fact thatwhen communicating through text, one is not face to face with another. This isan immediate handicap when trying to relate to somebody. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lying is easy to do through text because you don’t have tolook at your victim. So is omitting truths, or exaggeration. One has time tothink… to plan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Text can’t convey tone (i.e. Humour, sarcasm, sadness) so misinterpretationsand misunderstandings are prone to occur. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;People’s problem solving skills are weakening over time(just as a broad generalization), because they’d rather deal with it throughtext. It’s easy, and if needed, can be ignored. There’s just less pressure. Thewords we say to each other through text are tossed into this piece oftechnology that acts as a filter, blocking any real emotional value and lettingthe oils of mental refuse drip through. &amp;nbsp;When it comes times to deal with problems inperson, one may find themselves struggling to say what they mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kzqob_x7qTc/TnT3LkJEIhI/AAAAAAAAAKw/eHxUz3nIqTM/s1600/Teens-Texting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kzqob_x7qTc/TnT3LkJEIhI/AAAAAAAAAKw/eHxUz3nIqTM/s320/Teens-Texting.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Human bonding and interacting should be done in person, faceto face. There is more to getting to know somebody, or even talking tosomebody, than just words. Body language, tone, eye contact, and things of thesort all play a role in this process; all things that are eliminated whentalking through text. It kills the in-the-moment intimate passion that isinspired by emotionally charged human interaction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1KRKEM_gBBY/TnT3MsY5nRI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ics8-5ySnK4/s1600/texting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1KRKEM_gBBY/TnT3MsY5nRI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ics8-5ySnK4/s400/texting.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;What are the solutions to these problems? Other than theobvious, I wish I knew. It’s hard to fight against such a popular method ofcommunication, so popular that it’s become somewhat of a mental set. However,one thought that should be raised is this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Never forget who raised today’s generation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="338" src="http://www.collegehumor.com/e/6611967" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="600"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-2840330292389288657?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2840330292389288657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=2840330292389288657&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/2840330292389288657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/2840330292389288657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/09/decline-of-intimacy.html' title='The Decline of Intimacy'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BhieXjK4YRY/TnT3Je5CHwI/AAAAAAAAAKs/dHPVLL0jloI/s72-c/Texting.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-6619278651127543426</id><published>2011-09-16T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T14:18:07.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Men have been taught that it is a virtue to agree with others. But the creator is the man who disagrees. Men have been taught that it is a virtue to swim with the current. But the creator is the man who goes against the current. Men have been taught that it is a virtue to stand together. But the creator is the man who stands alone." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        -Ayn Rand-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-6619278651127543426?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6619278651127543426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=6619278651127543426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/6619278651127543426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/6619278651127543426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/09/men-have-been-taught-that-it-is-virtue.html' title=''/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-7612137880163026147</id><published>2011-09-01T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T09:35:33.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Bookstore in Buenos Aries</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If you know me at all, you know that I am in love with books and, subsequently, bookstores. I could live in a bookstore and be happy forever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I found some pictures of this incredible book store created in an ornate theatre located in Buenos Aries called&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #262626; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;El Ateneo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #262626; line-height: 21px;"&gt;. The pictures will explain the rest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #262626; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I7h0D0h0p4A/Tl-z8Qudt8I/AAAAAAAAAKY/412LodzUBRo/s1600/ElAteneo1-550x367.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I7h0D0h0p4A/Tl-z8Qudt8I/AAAAAAAAAKY/412LodzUBRo/s400/ElAteneo1-550x367.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uG9l3tejxTw/Tl-0BkNFLuI/AAAAAAAAAKc/PhYNhvUfai8/s1600/ElAteneo2-550x367.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uG9l3tejxTw/Tl-0BkNFLuI/AAAAAAAAAKc/PhYNhvUfai8/s400/ElAteneo2-550x367.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2g20-WFKjso/Tl-0FUTjdRI/AAAAAAAAAKg/9Vy_KV6O4PY/s1600/ElAteneo3-550x412.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2g20-WFKjso/Tl-0FUTjdRI/AAAAAAAAAKg/9Vy_KV6O4PY/s400/ElAteneo3-550x412.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uho_YaGcIPM/Tl-0G9lBnbI/AAAAAAAAAKk/559bKpvu-hM/s1600/ElAteno4-550x412.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uho_YaGcIPM/Tl-0G9lBnbI/AAAAAAAAAKk/559bKpvu-hM/s400/ElAteno4-550x412.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #262626; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-7612137880163026147?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7612137880163026147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=7612137880163026147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/7612137880163026147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/7612137880163026147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/09/amazing-bookstore-in-buenos-aries.html' title='Amazing Bookstore in Buenos Aries'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I7h0D0h0p4A/Tl-z8Qudt8I/AAAAAAAAAKY/412LodzUBRo/s72-c/ElAteneo1-550x367.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-4449008947561953952</id><published>2011-09-01T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T09:23:30.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Interest Material</title><content type='html'>I have come across two videos meant for entertainment, but are actually rather incredible and I wanted to share them with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sDX1m0Y2Vkg"&gt;Pokemon Apokelypse&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; (Live Action Fan-Made Trailer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3kC2nJiKvJE"&gt;Brokeback Twilight&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-4449008947561953952?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4449008947561953952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=4449008947561953952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/4449008947561953952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/4449008947561953952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/09/some-interest-material.html' title='Some Interest Material'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-386165680262255613</id><published>2011-08-16T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T11:55:33.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason Heusner's Presidents Re-Imagined as Action Heroes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hi everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I rarely post anymore, but I would really like to change that. I was using Stumbleupon, a website that brings you to random places on the internet according to your own interests, and I 'stumbled' upon a collection of art done by Jason Heusner. It's incredible stuff, and also good for a laugh. Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jt9YcgaW21k/Tkq7zDt2Z7I/AAAAAAAAAKE/zxkdw3ZlZ2g/s1600/abe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jt9YcgaW21k/Tkq7zDt2Z7I/AAAAAAAAAKE/zxkdw3ZlZ2g/s640/abe.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abraham Lincoln&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2C4nLSpNKjE/Tkq8CESzrkI/AAAAAAAAAKI/xs-nIj17SY0/s1600/il_fullxfull.226998046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2C4nLSpNKjE/Tkq8CESzrkI/AAAAAAAAAKI/xs-nIj17SY0/s640/il_fullxfull.226998046.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;George Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pJM5U0mpMrU/Tkq8KghjqZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ndps295HS4g/s1600/il_fullxfull.231282210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pJM5U0mpMrU/Tkq8KghjqZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ndps295HS4g/s1600/il_fullxfull.231282210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Andrew Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oBoI29Mlxbo/Tkq8dHZfMMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/xm9kqPOO_No/s1600/il_fullxfull.231294899.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oBoI29Mlxbo/Tkq8dHZfMMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/xm9kqPOO_No/s1600/il_fullxfull.231294899.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Theodore Roosevelt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h0KuKlX3Pd0/Tkq8zfUKfTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fqlRF_aWr58/s1600/il_fullxfull.242508240.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-h0KuKlX3Pd0/Tkq8zfUKfTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fqlRF_aWr58/s1600/il_fullxfull.242508240.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thomas Jefferson&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-386165680262255613?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/386165680262255613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=386165680262255613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/386165680262255613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/386165680262255613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/08/jason-heusners-presidents-re-imagined.html' title='Jason Heusner&apos;s Presidents Re-Imagined as Action Heroes'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jt9YcgaW21k/Tkq7zDt2Z7I/AAAAAAAAAKE/zxkdw3ZlZ2g/s72-c/abe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-8692066037127304466</id><published>2011-06-05T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T10:42:30.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Newfoundout, Ontario</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Six kilometers up a trail off of Opeongo Road are the skeletal remains of Newfoundout, Ontario. Victims               of the government’s infamous “Public Land Act” of               1853, 13 families wound their way up the mountainside and for 30 years               attempted to eke a living out of the mostly barren, rocky soil. Never               able to attract more settlement or institutions, such as schools, the             town died, becoming completely abandoned by 1948." -Canadian Geographic.&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; _________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend and I have an interesting hobby. We seek out abandoned houses and explore them. Why? It's exciting, of course, but the real reason is because of the history behind it. In the decrepit ruins that we walk, we wonder who came before us. Who were they, and what were their lives like? What stories do these houses tell? Isolate this to one single house, but then think in a grander scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What stories does an entire town hold? So my friend decided to find an abandoned town. She found one called Newfoundout. Unfortunately, we will never know the stories of abandoned towns, but it's fun to imagine. We went at dusk, but it got dark too quickly. We came back in the daylight, and we took photos to share with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QIss61FI0N8/Teu7RYaJonI/AAAAAAAAAJE/yM8xCOnNUHY/s1600/DSCF1127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QIss61FI0N8/Teu7RYaJonI/AAAAAAAAAJE/yM8xCOnNUHY/s320/DSCF1127.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first of the ruins.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1r-pm2CJQzs/Teu7ZB3D0DI/AAAAAAAAAJI/aKhBL9PGGKQ/s1600/DSCF1129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1r-pm2CJQzs/Teu7ZB3D0DI/AAAAAAAAAJI/aKhBL9PGGKQ/s320/DSCF1129.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A small stretch of land compared to the rest.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pqVg91_vnnI/Teu7hvU4zlI/AAAAAAAAAJM/jLltPJxlL9I/s1600/DSCF1133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pqVg91_vnnI/Teu7hvU4zlI/AAAAAAAAAJM/jLltPJxlL9I/s320/DSCF1133.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inside one of the houses. Notice the second level.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4aZtR8Am4GY/Teu7pAkVvVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VEJVWKzTrWw/s1600/DSCF1145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4aZtR8Am4GY/Teu7pAkVvVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VEJVWKzTrWw/s320/DSCF1145.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t1rruy7gx5c/Teu7yOSvzsI/AAAAAAAAAJU/D7CtGvxT4Jo/s1600/DSCF1156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t1rruy7gx5c/Teu7yOSvzsI/AAAAAAAAAJU/D7CtGvxT4Jo/s320/DSCF1156.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leading to some sort of cellar possibly.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jP85g91QHqQ/Teu78tSNFiI/AAAAAAAAAJY/9KXDkIM3KRM/s1600/DSCF1161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jP85g91QHqQ/Teu78tSNFiI/AAAAAAAAAJY/9KXDkIM3KRM/s320/DSCF1161.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mfMqzY7EIio/Teu8DvO749I/AAAAAAAAAJc/NWHBcZiGnBE/s1600/DSCF1162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mfMqzY7EIio/Teu8DvO749I/AAAAAAAAAJc/NWHBcZiGnBE/s320/DSCF1162.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6iHTzMtoxc/Teu8MNdhKdI/AAAAAAAAAJg/bjf-G5aXzf8/s1600/DSCF1163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6iHTzMtoxc/Teu8MNdhKdI/AAAAAAAAAJg/bjf-G5aXzf8/s320/DSCF1163.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was only a couple minute window of opportunity for this photo. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zVkF_je7p_8/Teu8ScfEeHI/AAAAAAAAAJk/vvQ_ZmL8nNs/s1600/DSCF1164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zVkF_je7p_8/Teu8ScfEeHI/AAAAAAAAAJk/vvQ_ZmL8nNs/s320/DSCF1164.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xOBu5UyQmNE/Teu8bcw3lYI/AAAAAAAAAJo/EfGhjnTD94c/s1600/DSCF1165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xOBu5UyQmNE/Teu8bcw3lYI/AAAAAAAAAJo/EfGhjnTD94c/s320/DSCF1165.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kUHK1JO5a3g/Teu8ilqueDI/AAAAAAAAAJs/0SVYB4_L78s/s1600/DSCF1167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kUHK1JO5a3g/Teu8ilqueDI/AAAAAAAAAJs/0SVYB4_L78s/s320/DSCF1167.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GcB2Hq16ZiU/Teu8qYq-DYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/yOPuBT9F9qg/s1600/DSCF1174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GcB2Hq16ZiU/Teu8qYq-DYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/yOPuBT9F9qg/s320/DSCF1174.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The well.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ls06LRpZs3c/Teu8xuSbq-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/JaLOZbWMhYs/s1600/DSCF1175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ls06LRpZs3c/Teu8xuSbq-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/JaLOZbWMhYs/s320/DSCF1175.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--mAMZ3b2uiE/Teu_es9NrBI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/CPA-Mcas0EU/s1600/DSCF1204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--mAMZ3b2uiE/Teu_es9NrBI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/CPA-Mcas0EU/s320/DSCF1204.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The remnants of a door.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;This town stretches for many kilometers, and for us to fully explore it in depth, it would probably take a full day. It's a beautiful spot with many paths leading through the huge forest that blankets the mountain it's built on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-8692066037127304466?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8692066037127304466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=8692066037127304466&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/8692066037127304466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/8692066037127304466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/06/newfoundout-ontario.html' title='Newfoundout, Ontario'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QIss61FI0N8/Teu7RYaJonI/AAAAAAAAAJE/yM8xCOnNUHY/s72-c/DSCF1127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-7135619284103333961</id><published>2011-05-28T16:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T21:08:56.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I've Learned Since Then</title><content type='html'>It doesn't really matter what you think you know. Chances are, it may be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is ever certain. Cherish what you have while you still have it, because in the flash of a moment, it could be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the only person you can truly trust is yourself. Even then, don't bet on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol may help numb the pain, but it can also only serve to intensify it. Either way, you wake feeling like a sack of shit within a sack of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true friend is someone who will listen to you rant about the same things for weeks on end, and even though it's probably unbearable for them, they won't complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how people say "At least I can escape in my dreams?" It's bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the best course of action is no action at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will come a time in everyone's life where they will have to do the wrong thing for the right reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many people tell you that you can't do something, they're wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love can destroy you, but it can also be the only thing that can put you back together again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a reason for everything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-7135619284103333961?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7135619284103333961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=7135619284103333961&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/7135619284103333961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/7135619284103333961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/05/things-ive-learned-since-then.html' title='Things I&apos;ve Learned Since Then'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-5018190816204288179</id><published>2011-03-15T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T13:50:11.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Dragons Truly Exist in Present Day 2011?</title><content type='html'>Ever since I was just a wee lad, I've always loved dragons. They are just awesome, and I'm sure any male would agree. But, unfortunately, they have been deemed as a mythical creature, meaning, they do not exist in reality. There has been much discussion and studying into whether or not they ARE real, but I think it's been pretty much inconclusive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-WO94UNr3RKQ/TX_PprtUFoI/AAAAAAAAAH8/QKLrxfMAI-U/s1600/dragon-fossil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-WO94UNr3RKQ/TX_PprtUFoI/AAAAAAAAAH8/QKLrxfMAI-U/s200/dragon-fossil.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dragon either dead, or just sleeping. Probably dead.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This won't be a long article filled with a bunch of bullcrap. I just wanted to show my readers something interesting I found on StumbleUpon. This man found an interesting species of lizard in Indonesia, and he took some photos of it and posted them on Reddit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here is the first photo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-TqAytaU69RI/TX_QlZavSqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/7JlG4cWu4Yk/s1600/flying-tiny-dragon-lizard-avatar-photo001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-TqAytaU69RI/TX_QlZavSqI/AAAAAAAAAIA/7JlG4cWu4Yk/s320/flying-tiny-dragon-lizard-avatar-photo001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Winged Lizard in Indonesia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Isn't that cool? I know it's not really a dragon, but what if this species is a descendant of the much larger flying lizards?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Food for thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-5018190816204288179?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5018190816204288179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=5018190816204288179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/5018190816204288179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/5018190816204288179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/03/do-dragons-truly-exist-in-present-day.html' title='Do Dragons Truly Exist in Present Day 2011?'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-WO94UNr3RKQ/TX_PprtUFoI/AAAAAAAAAH8/QKLrxfMAI-U/s72-c/dragon-fossil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-4304901590816529434</id><published>2011-02-06T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T14:19:33.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For The Writer: Meeting Standards</title><content type='html'>Before I dive into the main content of this post, I just wanted to welcome my readers into February. This will be the first post of the month, and it was inspired by another writer I was talking with. Right then, let's get started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The act of writing in itself is an intimidating one. There are so many words that are available for our use, and an even more incalculable combination in which we can arrange them. Once the writer is able to complete a piece of writing, it's natural to second guess it. Could if be better? What if something was done differently? Is the entire idea pointless, and will people dislike it? Maybe. But that shouldn't mean the writer should keep their work in a cellar, never letting it see the light of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for how this post came to be: I was talking to another writer, let's call her J.K Rowling, and she said that she had been feeling pressure to meet the standards of other writer's who are more advanced. As a side-note, J.K Rowling, if you're reading this, those writers are not advanced. They just portray themselves as advanced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My response to this is that a writer should not worry about meeting other peoples standards. The only standards the writer should meet is their own. In the end, the writing is about the writer, and who the writer is. The true writer writes not to impress, but for the act of writing itself. If the writer is good, the impressing will follow suit. &amp;nbsp;J.K Rowling, there really is no need to feel pressured to meet some Jo-Shmo's standards. Write for you, and the rest will come. I do recommend taking criticism and feedback into consideration though, key word being consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As one's writing career advances, it's important to live up to your own standards. Don't think even for a second that previous successes can allow any of your following work to be sub-par. You can't ride on the wings of your past work. I'm a believer in the saying that one is only as good as one's last piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have to say on that matter for now. &amp;nbsp;Keep on keepin on, J.K Rowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-4304901590816529434?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4304901590816529434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=4304901590816529434&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/4304901590816529434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/4304901590816529434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/02/for-writer-meeting-standards.html' title='For The Writer: Meeting Standards'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-5575062275857158150</id><published>2011-01-03T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T18:56:16.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Value of Classic Literature</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSKL8XvVPpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/5y8vcJmz8pE/s1600/A-Classic-Talented-Writer-classic-literature-9452028-450-536.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSKL8XvVPpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/5y8vcJmz8pE/s400/A-Classic-Talented-Writer-classic-literature-9452028-450-536.jpg" width="334" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A lot of people don’t appreciate the classics*, or what they have done for us. It’s possible this is because of the time-gap, or the age of the language being used. Perhaps even the preconceived notion that one can’t relate to because it was written so long ago is a factor*. Regardless, I believe that classic literature is underappreciated and needs more attention from the reading populace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Without the classics, the literature we have today would be much different. Modern literature is the great-great-grandchild of the classics, tied to each other by a bloodline, by DNA (to eliminate so many capital letters, DNA will be referred to as genes). This is the way I see it. Classic authors like William Shakespeare, Dante Alighieri, Charles Dickens, Geoffrey Chaucer, Thomas Hardy, Jane Austen, and so many more are like the many parents of what came after, and the grandparents of what followed, and so on. Essentially, this comparison is like a family tree, and all the members share the same genes, linking them together through many generations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here’s an example: Miguel de Cervantes wrote &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;The Ingenious Hidalgo Don Quixote of La Mancha, &lt;/i&gt;published in 1605, and it is considered to be the first novel ever written. The basic premise of this book is about a retired man wanting adventure, so he goes out into the world to find it. Sound familiar? (The first thing that came to my mind was Tennyson’s ‘Ulysses’) This is the FIRST novel ever written. How many more have been written that are similar to this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just as a side-note, if you’d like to be a writer, or just want a better general understanding of the human species, the study of classic literature is a must. There is a reason classic literature has been given the title ‘classic’. The authors &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;just got it. &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;They understood, and they wrote it down so that we may understand as they did. Plus, reading classic lit is kind of like time-travel. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;*I will admit that I am not extensively educated in classic literature, but I am well enough that I understand the value of it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;*This isn’t true though. The emotions and principles explored in classic literature are definitely present in modern literature.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-5575062275857158150?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5575062275857158150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=5575062275857158150&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/5575062275857158150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/5575062275857158150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/value-of-classic-literature.html' title='The Value of Classic Literature'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSKL8XvVPpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/5y8vcJmz8pE/s72-c/A-Classic-Talented-Writer-classic-literature-9452028-450-536.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-4512093545544835119</id><published>2011-01-02T19:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:30:34.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Writer: The Writer's Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSFC1rJZ1dI/AAAAAAAAAHY/PbioJ7AYILE/s1600/dream-world-your-choice-is-your-way-fantasy-wallpaper-1600-1200-300x213.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="142" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSFC1rJZ1dI/AAAAAAAAAHY/PbioJ7AYILE/s200/dream-world-your-choice-is-your-way-fantasy-wallpaper-1600-1200-300x213.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;There are many tools a writer should keep in his arsenal, but one of the most useful is the writer’s journal. I believe that every writer should have one these. As you’re out in the world, or even your home, inspiration can strike. A writer’s journal gives the means to capture the essence of the idea before it fades away. Another great benefit of the writer’s journal is that it’s extremely versatile. I will demonstrate this using myself as an example. Here are the types of journals I use:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No.1: The Dream Journal&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is one of my favourites. We all dream, but not all of us realize that we can tap into the potential they offer. Every morning when I wake up, I record my dreams (sometimes I can’t remember them, though) on my cell phone to later be recorded into a journal. I can type faster than I can write by hand, and speed is of the essence in this practice. The dream fades quickly, and I need to capture every sensory detail that I can, not to mention the events of the dream itself. Who knows? Maybe one of you will get lucky like Stephenie Meyer did (lol).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No.2: The Travel Journal&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This one is a pocket-sized journal I use when I am out and about. If inspiration strikes, I just pull it out and write whatever I want down. These are pretty cheap. I literally paid $1 for mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No. 3: The Quotes Journal&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Whenever I hear good quote, or somebody says something interesting, I write it down. People say really interesting things sometimes. One word could possibly spawn a whole series of novels. You definitely want to be able to remember that word. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Warning: It would be creepy and rude to write stuff down when you’re talking to somebody. Wait until you’re finished and they aren’t paying attention to record what you need. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No.4: &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;The Idea Journal&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Idea Journal is pretty broad in nature. You can use it for literally anything. Collect all the random words or sentences you’d like, or write down pages worth of writing. Hear an interesting name? Write it down. See something really weird? Write it down. The list of possibilities can continue on and on. The beauty if this one is that anything goes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No.5: The Submission Journal&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This one is strictly business. It’s used to keep track of all the queries or proposals you send out to different editors, agents, or publishers. I write down the date it was sent, the name of the publication, the title of the article to be written or that was already written, the name of the person it was sent to, and status (e.g.; pending, rejection, etc). It’s good to be organized in this aspect of writing. It also helps with knowing when to send follow-ups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The Writer’s Journal is something every writer should &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;at least&lt;/i&gt; try. These are just some ideas of the different types one could use. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-4512093545544835119?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4512093545544835119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=4512093545544835119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/4512093545544835119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/4512093545544835119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-writer-writers-journal.html' title='For the Writer: The Writer&apos;s Journal'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSFC1rJZ1dI/AAAAAAAAAHY/PbioJ7AYILE/s72-c/dream-world-your-choice-is-your-way-fantasy-wallpaper-1600-1200-300x213.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-2759144114123448053</id><published>2011-01-02T19:29:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:29:56.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the Writer: Reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSFCr3VVOjI/AAAAAAAAAHU/L799zWtwQLg/s1600/p7110009-grose-antique-books-with-candle-1436x1104-300x230.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSFCr3VVOjI/AAAAAAAAAHU/L799zWtwQLg/s200/p7110009-grose-antique-books-with-candle-1436x1104-300x230.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;There are many things that nurture the writer’s soul and creativity. Apart from passion, these things really are the lifeblood of the craft. One of the most important things a writer can do is read, and read often.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This tip is actually pretty straight forward. You want to write like a pro, so read work written by a pro. It will allow you to see how it’s done, and it can help you to develop an understanding for yourself. I will explain using myself as an example. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I want to write romance and drama. I’m passionate about these genres. So, for me to understand how to do this, I have to read books in those genres. I have to study them cover to cover. I cannot imitate or emulate, but rather understand the process and structure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Side Note: Don’t worry about imitating other writers in the beginning stages. It’s something we all go through at first. It helps us to find our own unique style and voice. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The more you read from the angle of the writer, the more developed your Writer’s Eye becomes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Essentially, this is one’s ability to extract vital information out of a piece of work that one can use to one’s advantage. For example, how the writer chooses to begin the novel (I’ll use a piece of fiction for the example), or how the setting and background details are introduced to the reader. In what way is the conflict introduced and then fleshed out? What does the writer do to make you care about the protagonist? How does the writer make the antagonist of the story believable and hated? These are just a few examples. As you go on, you will just naturally ask questions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reading&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; is like exercise for the mind. It keeps your creativity in top-notch shape so that when you call on it, it’s ready for action. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It increases your vocabulary, which is definitely important to the writer, and it lets you know what kind of writing get’s published. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Reading&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; outside of your preferred genre is highly recommended, too, because you don’t want to get too close-minded that you know nothing about other styles. Also, including the horror, suspense, comedic, or any other element to your work can be very effective if done right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;You should also read poorly written work, simply because it tells you what not to do. As you learn more about the craft, you can hone your own skills by helping others hone there’s.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Trust me; it’s easy to find weak writing. Just visit any writer’s forum and read for yourself. There’s also strong writing, too. Compare and contrast to determine what makes it so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPS-ItalicMT; mso-bidi-font-family: TimesNewRomanPS-ItalicMT; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA;"&gt;There are many rules of good writing, but the best way to find them is to be a good reader- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPS-BoldMT; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-family: TimesNewRomanPS-BoldMT; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA;"&gt;Stephen Ambrose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: TimesNewRomanPS-ItalicMT; mso-bidi-font-family: TimesNewRomanPS-ItalicMT; mso-fareast-language: EN-CA;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-2759144114123448053?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2759144114123448053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=2759144114123448053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/2759144114123448053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/2759144114123448053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-writer-reading.html' title='For the Writer: Reading'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSFCr3VVOjI/AAAAAAAAAHU/L799zWtwQLg/s72-c/p7110009-grose-antique-books-with-candle-1436x1104-300x230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-2435135153201759242</id><published>2011-01-02T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:29:00.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For The Writer: Promotion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSFCdoEmFEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/TR_aAnHemNk/s1600/blog-promotion.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSFCdoEmFEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/TR_aAnHemNk/s200/blog-promotion.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Having work written, edited, and ready to be unleashed unto the world doesn’t mean anything if nobody knows about it. Promotion is a huge part of being successful, and more often than not, it’s up to you, the writer, to do the promoting. Here are a few ways that you can get your name out there if you are just starting out as a writer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No.1: Take Advantage of the Internet&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Billions of people use the internet. That’s a lot of chances for promotion. Use this to your advantage. Set up a Facebook fan page for yourself. You can host your work here if you wanted to. Invite all your friends to join, and ask them to invite their own friends. Tell people about it. Word of mouth can be very helpful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Start a blog or a website. I use Wordpress, but I used to use Blogger. Both are good. I think Wordpress is more professional, though. The more of a presence you have online, the easier it is for people to find you and your writing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Tip: Try to respond thoughtfully and respectfully to every comment made. Never respond to haters, and trust me… ‘haters gonna hate’.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No.2: Write for Local Publications&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is how I first started promoting myself. I began to write for the local paper in my town, and then the next town over, and then I volunteered my services for a publication called Indy Kids. Try to get into the editorials, or even ask if there is space for a column to be written by you. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Be controversial. Be interesting. Be different from the other millions of writers trying to do the same thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Don’t be discouraged by writing for free. We all have to start somewhere. You are not above the small, seemingly pointless gigs. Besides, it’s all experience that will help you in the future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No.3: Network, Network, Network&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Go online and search for blogs or websites of other writers. Become a dedicated follower and contact them personally. Become their friend, even if it’s only online. Find writers or poets in your area and reach out to them. Always have business cards on you to hand out (even if they are homemade. Vistaprint.com offers a pretty good service for them, too).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sign up for a creative writing workshop. Attend writing conferences, or go to readings or signings. Talk to people. Stick your neck out. You get the idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No.4: Take Advantage of Bestsellers on &lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Sale&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you live near a store that sells books, this can be a gold mine for promotion. It’s creative, too, but only works if you have your writing on the internet and it can be viewed by anybody (or something similar to that.) All that you have to do is put little slips of paper with information pertaining to you on them. For example: When I did this, I put my own name, email, blog name, and Facebook fan page on it. I also included a little message saying ‘Support Me’ or ‘Enjoy’. I literally have over 500 of these out in the world somewhere. I even slip them inside other things that people buy. Get creative!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;Warning:&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;This is frowned upon by store owners as it is unsolicited promotion, so don’t get caught lol. It’s so much fun, though.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;These are just a few ideas to get you started. Try them out and see what happens. Remember that this process takes time. You have to be patient and persistent. Never give up, either. Good luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;Other Writers:&lt;/b&gt; Feel free to leave your own ideas, or dispute mine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-2435135153201759242?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2435135153201759242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=2435135153201759242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/2435135153201759242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/2435135153201759242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-writer-promotion.html' title='For The Writer: Promotion'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSFCdoEmFEI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/TR_aAnHemNk/s72-c/blog-promotion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-7416436361161465304</id><published>2011-01-02T19:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:27:52.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For The Writer: Editing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSFCKKJj7rI/AAAAAAAAAHM/lMq0r7oe42w/s1600/editing1-300x199.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSFCKKJj7rI/AAAAAAAAAHM/lMq0r7oe42w/s200/editing1-300x199.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;You’ve finished a piece of work, and you wonder what’s next. Do you celebrate and move on? Sure, celebrate, but you’re still far from finished. Now you have to edit—a process that can sometimes take more time than it took to write the piece in the first place. It’s not always fun, but it’s necessary and undisputable. If you don’t edit, you will fail as a writer. Unless, of course, you don’t make any mistakes and produce the best possible draft the first go at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I can’t claim to be some professional editor- hell, if these were medieval times, I’d be considered an apprentice at best (correct me if I’m wrong, Julieanne lol :P ). Here are a few tips and tricks for editing your writing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No.1: Take a Break from It&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sometimes a breather from anything can be a good thing. This is always the case with writing. When you spend time looking at a large amount of words, your mind begins to skip over all the small details, including mistakes. You literally become blind to your errors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My advice? Print the piece out and put it somewhere out of sight (out of sight, out of mind—this is what you want). I recommend printing it because seeing the words through a different medium will allow you an even fresher view when you return to edit. Wait a week maybe, and then edit away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No.2: Give it Voice, Literally&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Read the work out loud. This will help you pick out all the awkward phrasing or mistakes easier. You can also test your work for even flow. If it seems too choppy or broken, fix it, unless it’s this way for dramatic effect or pace-control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No.3: Block Edit&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you have a larger piece, break it up into smaller blocks. This way you don’t overwhelm yourself and you can edit more thoroughly without the large amounts of remaining text reminding you that you still have a long way to go. However, some people aren’t bothered by this. It’s relative to the editor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No.4: Less is More&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sure, it’s great to be descriptive and flesh out the world you have created or whatever else, but be careful it doesn’t bog everything down and bore your reader. Sometimes keeping your prose simple is better than writing flowery prose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No.5: Take out Adverbs&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Adverbs just pad writing, and it’s the sign of an amateur. Example: “She quickly ran to the door and yanked it open excitedly. Her boyfriend had arrived, and she hugged him affectionately.” Exaggerated, I know, but it serves its purpose: the writing sound like crap. Your job as a writer is to SHOW, not TELL. Using adverbs is telling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Some people say that a writer tells a story, but that’s not true. The reader&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;visualizes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/i&gt;the story in their mind, so the writer really &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;is &lt;/i&gt;showing them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hopefully this short post helps you to more effectively edit your work. There is so much more to editing, and a lot of it is available out there on the web. One quick Google search can get you more of what you may need. Happy editing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-7416436361161465304?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7416436361161465304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=7416436361161465304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/7416436361161465304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/7416436361161465304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-writer-editing.html' title='For The Writer: Editing'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSFCKKJj7rI/AAAAAAAAAHM/lMq0r7oe42w/s72-c/editing1-300x199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-1465920426548032551</id><published>2011-01-02T19:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:26:29.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How To: End Writer's Block</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Writer’s block is something that almost every writer encounters in their efforts. It can be extremely frustrating, especially when there is a deadline one has to adhere to. I have thought of some techniques that may help to overcome that mental block that has stopped the creative flow.&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Take a Walk:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;The fresh air will clear your mind and potentially inspire you, metaphorically blowing away the block in your head. Also, it will get your heart pumping faster- the newfound alertness could do wonders for your writing. A sharp mind begets sharp words.&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Take Time Off:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Take some time off from your work to spend on yourself. Replenish your mental reserves of energy. We actually do have mental energy just like we do physical energy. If we work our minds too hard for too long, we can’t perform our best and our writing suffers. Do whatever you want to do to get your mind off of your writing. When you feel it’s time to get back to the grind, you will feel refreshed and ready to go with a new perspective that may be enough to get rid of your writer’s block.&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Isolate Your Troubles:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Analyze the part of the piece you are stuck on. If you can’t figure out what comes next, maybe that’s a sign that you have to rethink what has already been written. It’s possible you may have to change something so that you can continue.&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Don’t Forget Why You Started Writing in the First Place:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Use these thoughts as motivation to overpower the block and plough through the rest of the piece.&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Rewrite:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Rewrite the last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time hour="9" minute="55"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;five to ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt; lines of your work. This will get your creative energies flowing again and possibly allow you to continue.&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Listen to Music:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Listen to whatever music inspires you the most. Music without words, like classical or instrumentals, relax your mind and because there are no words, you don’t subconsciously devote some of your attention to the lyrics. The sounds of the music can melt away the block built up in your mind.&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Read:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt; is vital in the development of the writer. Stop writing for a bit and just read whatever you want to. A single thought or word can unlock your mind and get you going again.&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Try whichever of these things you would like or different variations of the techniques I have offered and see if it works for you. I can’t guarantee success because each writer is different, but hopefully this little guide has helped. Good luck.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-1465920426548032551?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1465920426548032551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=1465920426548032551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/1465920426548032551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/1465920426548032551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/how-to-end-writers-block.html' title='How To: End Writer&apos;s Block'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-7259171212715977209</id><published>2011-01-02T19:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:25:48.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Value of Observation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;As I go about my day, I take in a ton of information. This information comes to me in various forms: my teachers, my friends, the internet, television, books, random people; the list could go on. What all of these things have in common is that they can inspire me to write. Something that is said, heard, or seen can spark an idea in my mind that will eventually lead to something bigger.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px;"&gt;If one pays close attention to the world around oneself, a wealth of ideas present themselves. It’s almost like a buffet. Your given all these ideas, and you choose what you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;If one is a writer, this realization is invaluable. Even if one isn’t involved in writing, observing life around you, inanimate or not, is essential to understanding why things are the way they are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Every day I go to school and come home with one or two new ideas that I can work with. I write them all down in a journal so I don’t forget them. Although, when I get the idea, I write it down right away, and then copy it from paper or where ever into the journal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Pay attention to the little things, and don’t be afraid to ask questions. Think abstractly, and don’t doubt your abilities. If the idea intrigues you, run with it as fast as you can. Even if you fail, you’ve still put that distance behind you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-7259171212715977209?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7259171212715977209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=7259171212715977209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/7259171212715977209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/7259171212715977209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/value-of-observation.html' title='The Value of Observation'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-4721696550723103364</id><published>2011-01-02T19:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:15:25.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Love enlightens. It can give strength to the weak, and can give the courage of a thousand heroes. It can bring life to the world, and it can inspire the hearts of men. But Love can also blind. It can put fear in the hearts of the bravest of us all, and it can be the harbinger of death. Despite this, it is one of the greatest pleasures. The wispy tendrils of true Love entwine themselves in the sands of time that flow with one’s life, enriching it to the fullest extent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The number of dreamers and wonderers of Love are countless. Percy Bysshe Shelley is among them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Shelley suggested that Love is the innate thirst to find oneself in another, to fill the chasm in our hearts. I suggest that love is the phenomenon in life when one heart finds another and connects so powerfully that the lover’s souls become but one single essence that resides in both hearts. Two hearts, one soul, forever merged as one. This is Love.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It is spiritual, and emotional. It is physical, as well as mental. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Those who lose love are damaged beyond repair. Their heart and soul are ripped from their bodies, leaving them empty and hollow. The air that they breathe becomes stale and thick, and the light that they see burns and blinds. Colors dull to grey, and their motivation for life shrivels into nothing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Without Love, we are nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Our hearts strive for another. Love is essential to our very being, and without it, we are beasts of burden. With it, we sprout wings and fly, light and divine.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Love is magic of the purest kind. It is the true magic that of which we can know.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Love is living for another, putting oneself to one’s unconscious mind.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When one knows love, one knows impossible is but a made up thing to scare the minds of mankind into submission. Those who love do not submit. Love can be the inspirer that sparks one’s ambition, sending ideas soaring through ones imagination. It makes the world beautiful, and it let’s elation take hold of one’s body. It is what all of us wish to attain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Love is feeling safe. It’s feeling complete and whole, and it is the feeling that everything is as it should be. One is able to talk and be listened to, and opinions become of value. The heart answers another, and is laid naked before the one you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Equal parts in love are happiness and sorrow.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But the good that one finds in Love gives the lovers the strength to endure the pain of sorrow.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It’s not the pain of cuts or bruises. It is a pain that affects the heart, the mind, and the body. It can be a physical pain; an aching… a throbbing, or a weakness that seems to resonate from the core. One has to accept both parts equal in Love, and must be strong enough to bear it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;“The course of true love never did run smooth”-William Shakespeare. Those who can endure the course will discover a treasure greater than any amount of riches and jewels. To me, this is what Love is. This is what I live by, and this is what I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-4721696550723103364?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4721696550723103364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=4721696550723103364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/4721696550723103364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/4721696550723103364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-is-love.html' title='What is Love?'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-2957832521398346585</id><published>2011-01-02T19:14:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:14:45.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesdays With Morrie: On Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;“Fate succumbs many a species; one alone jeopardizes itself.”- W.H Auden&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Every so often, I will find a book that changes my life. Sometimes it can take months, or even a year, but when it happens, I don‘t forget what I’ve read or what I’ve learned. “Tuesdays with Morrie” by Mitch Albom is one of these life-altering books.&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Mitch Albom rediscovered his old Professor in the last months of his life. Knowing he was dying, Mitch visited Morrie in his home every Tuesday. Their rekindled relationship evolved into one final “class” where Morrie taught him lessons on how to live. Mitch chronicled their time together into the book ‘Tuesdays with Morrie”. I would like to share with you one of Morrie’s lessons.&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;I wrote an article in the past about the topic of the lesson that Morrie taught to Mitch. Here is an excerpt from it. “We are people controlled by our material possessions and enslaved by money. Over the centuries, man’s blood has turned green. It runs thick through our veins.” This is the lesson.&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;In Morrie’s words, “We put our values in the wrong things, and it leads us to live very disillusioned lives.” We have lost touch with what it means to be human, and we are so concerned with buying things to better our lives that we forget to actually live them. A better house, a better car, a better job, more money, more toys, more possessions. Better and more is good.&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;“We repeat it- and have it repeated to us- over and over until nobody bothers to even think otherwise. The average person is so fogged up by all this, he has no perspective on what’s really important anymore.” I think that we allow ourselves to be brainwashed into thinking this way because it’s the easiest way to gain satisfaction. It’s a false sense of security. It’s a superficial means of measuring how good of a life we’re living. If we have better things, and more of them, we are living a good life. Of course, this is ridiculous. I’d like to say that I was able to think of a solution, but Morrie appears to have beaten me to it more than ten years ago.&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;“Devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to your community around you, and devote yourself to doing something that gives you purpose and meaning… Offering others what you have to give is true satisfaction.” What do you have to offer?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #5e5e5e; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;﻿&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-2957832521398346585?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2957832521398346585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=2957832521398346585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/2957832521398346585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/2957832521398346585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/tuesdays-with-morrie-on-money.html' title='Tuesdays With Morrie: On Money'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-5486394722075420015</id><published>2011-01-02T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:14:11.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten: Facebook Annoyances</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE-_1D86BI/AAAAAAAAAHI/C6Sz3rEN49A/s1600/facebook-03-300x230.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="153" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE-_1D86BI/AAAAAAAAAHI/C6Sz3rEN49A/s200/facebook-03-300x230.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;Everyone knows that Facebook is the uber-force of social networking, and that it is all-knowing and all-powerful. There’s a lot of benefits to Facebook, obviously, or else it wouldn’t be as popular as it is. However, there is a lot of stupid crap it’s users have to endure in order to enjoy the benefits. Here are my top ten annoyances.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;No. 1: Farmville Updates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get that people find mindless, repetitive tasks entertaining, but I don’t want to read about your “successes” in the damned thing. Every achievement you earn doesn’t have to be broadcasted for all your “friends” to see. This is the same for any of the other thousands upon thousands of applications available on Facebook.&amp;nbsp;There’s an option that says ‘Skip’. Click it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;No.2: Being Tagged in Photos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this one is just me, but I find it incredibly annoying when I get tagged in photos– especially if I look terrible in them. However, it can be good to have easy access to photos of one’s self on another person’s profile. A solution to this annoyance? Ask for a verification from the person being tagged that they want it to happen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;No. 3: Way to Easy to Start Drama, Online and Off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text doesn’t convey tone or emotion, so the slightest thing can be taken out of context or intended meaning. Something meant to be a joke can end up being offensive. Also, people tend to be braver online when they can hide behind text, saying what they’re really thinking, or just want to provoke others.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;As a side note, if you have a boyfriend or girlfriend, Facebook can wreak havoc in the relationship if you let it. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;It’s so easy to get jealous or suspicious because of Facebook. From the male’s perspective, you may ask yourself questions like “Why is she commenting so much on this guy’s profile?”or the infamous “Why is this guy complimenting her looks in one of her photos? It must mean he’s trying to have sex with her.” &amp;nbsp;Way too easy to get carried away.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;No. 4: People Who Post Their Day Play-by-Play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care when you woke up, what you had for breakfast, or what you plan on doing today. Don’t flatter yourself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;No. 5: Facebook Used As If It Were A Model Agency’s Talent Scout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it so narcissistic and ignorant when people post countless photos of themselves in “sexy” or “cool” poses like the duck-face, angled peace sign and stupid smile, or the duck-face-angled- peace sign. And that’s just the first three photos, which probably took about three hundred tries to get just right.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;The male counterpart is just as guilty, too. Photos of themselves flexing, half naked, or angled shots with a slight smile and straightened bangs (or whatever else) to make themselves seem sexy and intriguing are borderline sickening to look at, not because of the image itself, but because of the thought behind it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;No. 6: The Constant Changes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make up your mind.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;No. 7: Feeling Like an Asshole When I Ignore Friend Requests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just some people I’d rather not accept. Sorry.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;No. 8: People Who Use Facebook As A Diary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one goes out to all the broken-hearted girls out there.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;No. 9: People Who Have Extensive Conversations Through Wall-Posts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, I’ve done it before, but I try not to. There’s a reason Facebook Chat exists, and nobody want’s to read “Hey whats up” “ntm u?” “Same” “Cool man. let’s get really drunk and high illegally and post pics of it on facebook for our family and potential bosses to see”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;No. 10: It’s Addictive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite these nine other Facebook annoyances, I still use it every day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-5486394722075420015?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/5486394722075420015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=5486394722075420015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/5486394722075420015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/5486394722075420015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/top-ten-facebook-annoyances.html' title='Top Ten: Facebook Annoyances'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE-_1D86BI/AAAAAAAAAHI/C6Sz3rEN49A/s72-c/facebook-03-300x230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-7423626428135145793</id><published>2011-01-02T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:13:00.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10: Inspirational Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Normally, I’d think up some wonderful introduction, but I don’t think this one needs it.&amp;nbsp; They aren’t in order, and there many many more that deserve to be on this list. Sorry for the formatting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE-X2XoYII/AAAAAAAAAHE/KUsSiX22wKs/s1600/music-300x114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE-X2XoYII/AAAAAAAAAHE/KUsSiX22wKs/s1600/music-300x114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No.1: Eminem- Not Afraid&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This song should be the anthem for the down-trodden. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No.2: Oasis- Stop Crying Your Heart Out&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There’s just something about the chorus that makes me want to run out into the world and help people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No.3: Freelance Whales- First Floor Generator&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I did a bit of roofing, I had to get up at &lt;st1:time hour="6" minute="0"&gt;6.00am&lt;/st1:time&gt; (not normal for me) and go do hard labour all day (also not normal for me). It actually made me feel happy about getting up early to break my back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No.4: The Chronicle’s of Narnia Soundtrack- Here Comes the King&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This song makes me want to fight in an epic battle with centaurs, giants, magic, and anything else badass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No.5: Jack Penate- Pull My Heart Away&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If only summer could last all year long.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No. 6: Linkin Park- Hands Held High&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m not even sure how this song inspires me. It’s just a complete overwhelming sensation of awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No. 7: Secondhand Serenade- A Twist in My Story&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The blend of acoustic guitar, piano, and whatever else with orchestral instruments makes me want to live forever so that I can experience life to its absolute fullest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No.8: Snow Patrol- Set the Fire to the Third Bar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hear this song and want to write the next biggest novel or series and achieve all the dreams I have created for myself. It’s incredibly motivational to me, and makes everything seem possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No.9: Iron and Wine- Trapeze Swinger&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sound and flow of this song is so soothing. I love drinking coffee and writing to it. It just feels so… full of life. It’s great to just sit and think while playing it. It’s long too, so you don’t have to worry about having your mental flow disrupted by silence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;No.10: Sufjan Stevens- Chicago&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It’s hard to feel sad after listening to this upbeat, whimsical song. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 36pt; text-align: center; text-indent: -36pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-7423626428135145793?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7423626428135145793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=7423626428135145793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/7423626428135145793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/7423626428135145793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/top-10-inspirational-songs.html' title='Top 10: Inspirational Songs'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE-X2XoYII/AAAAAAAAAHE/KUsSiX22wKs/s72-c/music-300x114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-6470999808657551811</id><published>2011-01-02T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:09:04.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nature of Religion</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE9hdRrUII/AAAAAAAAAHA/UzCt8EvVISM/s1600/Religion-Overthrowing-Heresy-And-Hatred.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE9hdRrUII/AAAAAAAAAHA/UzCt8EvVISM/s320/Religion-Overthrowing-Heresy-And-Hatred.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Religion Over-Throwing Heresy and Hatred'" Oil Painting Reproduction&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;In talking with a good friend of mine about various subjects, the topic of religion naturally came up. Much was said about almost all aspects of it, and we pretty much came to an agreement. He is religious and I’m not really at all-- in the traditional sense anyway-- but we discovered our ideas are similar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Essentially, religion is an idea created by man. The bible was fabricated by man, as were churches and the all-important crucifix. I recognize that it’s &amp;nbsp;said that God instructed man in this, but remember that I don’t believe in a single instructive God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Before I continue this, I’d like to establish my newfound definition of what God means to me: God is life. God is music, wind, love, hate, emotion, and God is living. He is not one single entity, but rather, the concept of recognizing our mortality, and living life the best way we can before we die. He is the will to live, to survive. Of course, it’s hard to just use words to explain what I mean.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;This is not an article confessing my sudden devotion to Christianity or any other religion, but rather, observations on the concept from an outsider perspective.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px;"&gt;That being said, I believe that the concept of God and worship was one created by man as a social convention, a tool, to create social order. Furthermore, it gave, and continues to give, purpose and vital answers some people need to live their life. There are many more benefits of religion that I won’t deny, like sense of belonging and family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Protestants, or at least the original ones of the 16th century, believed that one did not need fancy churches or materialistic things to appease God and prove one’s devotion. I also believe this. If God is real, do you think he cares about who has the nicest or biggest church, or the most members for that matter? They believed that the only thing one needed to worship God was His Word, the Bible and an open heart and mind. Their churches tended to be shabby structures with little to them. Admirable enough, I suppose, but why would one even need a church?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Why would we confine God to a building or a single material thing? God has been imprisoned in churches, and in the Bible.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Another observation; people go to church to prove to society they are “good” people, and that they follow God. I firmly believe that not all people actually care about going to church to worship, but rather to maintain social status. This is cynical, I know, but it’s realistic. If people don’t go to church, especially in a religious community, the church-goers will have doubts about said people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I have too many thoughts to properly direct all my thoughts into one cohesive argument, but I think this is because it is not an essay. It’s not so much a rant either, but rather a documentation of some observations and thoughts on religion.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;To summarize, I believe that God isn’t a single being, but is the act of living. To worship God is to realize that we only have one life, and to live it to its damned fullest. How can we do this? We can read books and expand our mind. We can love someone with everything that we are, and we can experience nature. Stand up for what you believe in, and for God’s sake, no pun intended, don’t be a simple-minded ignorant fool of a drone who blatantly ignores life’s finest pleasures like the things I have listed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I encourage you to start a discussion about this. Why would you not? We have the ability to communicate on an intellectual level. Don’t abuse that privilege.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-6470999808657551811?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6470999808657551811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=6470999808657551811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/6470999808657551811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/6470999808657551811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/nature-of-religion.html' title='The Nature of Religion'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE9hdRrUII/AAAAAAAAAHA/UzCt8EvVISM/s72-c/Religion-Overthrowing-Heresy-And-Hatred.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-4750699865815494258</id><published>2011-01-02T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:04:05.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The E-Reader Conversion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE8ltL2epI/AAAAAAAAAG8/IA7GWVFPBjk/s1600/sony-ereader.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="138" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE8ltL2epI/AAAAAAAAAG8/IA7GWVFPBjk/s200/sony-ereader.gif" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jeff Bertolucci of PC World asked his readers whether or not 2010 will be the year of the e-reader. I sincerely hope not. An e-reader is a portable electronic device that displays digital versions of books on a screen. There are a few models on the market, like the Nook, the Kindle, or the Sony Reader, and their popularity is steadily growing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The benefits of these devices are obvious: they save space (with an SD card, the Nook can hold an impressive “library” of 17,000 books), paper-usage is drastically reduced, and there is a lot of free content to be downloaded.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;While these benefits are all well and good, we have to think about what this really means. The e-reader is attempting to replace physical books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let’s skip ahead to the year 2035. Printed and bound books are a thing of the past, and their sale and production has come to a complete halt. Now, books are only read digitally, and the physical books are just kept as mementos of what used to be. Any new book is produced electronically and published exclusively on the internet to be downloaded onto any one of the hundreds of types of e-readers. Libraries are obsolete and have faded from existence. This also means newspapers have met the same fate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;That’s a rather sickening future. There is something wrong and perverse about reading literature electronically, and the thought of never going to a bookstore again is unimaginable. There’s an immense amount of satisfaction in buying a new book. The pages are so crisp and clean, and they have a wonderful scent that I have associated with knowledge and discovery. It’s real and honest, no batteries or charging needed. Surging electricity into the battery of an e-reader siphons any intimacy that could have been there away. This is not the case with a book. Reading a book is like a relationship in the sense that one can only get out of it what one can invest. How can a relationship exist when the significant other is not even really there? The connection that would have existed with a physical book is lost in the digital version. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Writing is a product of the mind and imagination, and to read it only digitally is a slap in the face to its author. The work becomes artificial, only partially real. Luckily, I don’t truly thinks books will every fully be replaced. The conversion will be attempted, as it already is today, but because of people who are passionate about books, it will not succeed. These people, like me, understand what would be lost. We can’t let that happen. It’s important to instill the value of books into the minds of the young. The passion has to stay alive, or else the future I have detailed may not be that inaccurate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-4750699865815494258?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/4750699865815494258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=4750699865815494258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/4750699865815494258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/4750699865815494258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/e-reader-conversion.html' title='The E-Reader Conversion'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE8ltL2epI/AAAAAAAAAG8/IA7GWVFPBjk/s72-c/sony-ereader.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-7760040552231727917</id><published>2011-01-02T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:01:30.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cause of Obesity?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE7_QUtoPI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ManBDl-OpTA/s1600/americas-obesity-epidemic-300x216.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE7_QUtoPI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ManBDl-OpTA/s320/americas-obesity-epidemic-300x216.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;Childhood and adult obesity is a very broad topic open to many factors and variables that contribute to it’s creation and progression, but something interesting happened the other day that offers at least one logical cause.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;I was grocery shopping with my mother, and we were in the cereal section. It is pathetic, by the way. Although, I was pleased to purchase a rather large box of Vector. I love that stuff. Anyhow, my mom picked out a box of from the vast assortment of sugar being passed off to us consumers as crappy cereal.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;I told her not to buy it, and to get something of nutritional value. She said no, because my siblings like the cereal she had. And therein lies the problem. I said “That’s exactly why childhood obesity is steadily increasing.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;Want to know something else I noticed? It’s rather horrifying. The prices of the cereal with any nutritional value were much higher than the cheaper, sugar crap parents spoon feed their fat little gluttons.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;Damn. We’re rather screwed, aren’t we? Not only is the ease of laziness working against us, but so is the ease of buying horrible food that tastes good only because its sugar and spice and everything nice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;Where is the fiber? Where is the protein? Where is anything that isn’t sugar? I think i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px;"&gt;n the homes of those who can afford it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-7760040552231727917?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/7760040552231727917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=7760040552231727917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/7760040552231727917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/7760040552231727917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/cause-of-obesity.html' title='The Cause of Obesity?'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE7_QUtoPI/AAAAAAAAAG4/ManBDl-OpTA/s72-c/americas-obesity-epidemic-300x216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-42035122712135655</id><published>2011-01-02T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:00:07.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blood Runs Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE7ofM0CMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/77nU9zKE5bQ/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE7ofM0CMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/77nU9zKE5bQ/s200/images.jpg" width="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Stop for a moment and look around you. You may be seated at a kitchen table sipping on a hot cup of coffee, or curled up on the couch with the T.V on, or some music playing. I bet you have some pretty nice things, though. You probably worked hard for them, which is great, but I bet there are still a lot of things you need to buy. Now imagine this.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;You live in one room hut with nothing but dirt-caked sackcloth to call a bed, and a couple of dirty pots to cook with. You live in your own filth and feces, and as you sleep, bugs crawl over you. Your family is lying beside you shivering in the chilly night air, and you may or may not have a pig or a goat peeing beside your face. You’ve never heard of an iPod or a cell-phone, and you certainly don’t have a computer. You have a place to sleep, and stale food and murky water to keep you alive. I bet the way you’re living is looking pretty good right now. I know mine is. We have a problem in our world, and I am a part of it. You are too, whether you like it or not.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;The problem I see is that we have become consumed by greed and money. We are materialistic hoarders. Our stuff is our stuff, and no one else’s. We want money to buy more stuff, but when we do, something better will come out, more advanced or shinier, and then we will buy that. Forget working to survive. We are past that now. It doesn’t matter to us anymore. Now life is about how much we own, or having the latest and greatest. If we don’t have the latest fashion, we might as well never show our face in public again. If we can’t afford an iPod or an mp3 player, well we don’t deserve to listen to music, then, do we? If I don’t own a pair of Nike or Adidas shoes, maybe I don’t deserve shoes at all. If we want happiness, we better have money. Right, society? Otherwise, we will die alone and miserable. The homeless don’t deserve our attention. They are vermin. They don’t even have cell-phones. How are their friends supposed to get a hold of them? We have even materialized body image, but it’s alright. We all know that stick-thin anorexic models wearing ultra-practical “fashionable” clothing is the best thing for the ladies of our society to admire, anyways.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Do you see my point? Maybe I have done a poor job of getting the picture across, but hopefully you get it. We are people controlled by our material possessions and enslaved by money. Over the centuries, man’s blood has turned green. It runs thick through our veins. I don’t want to preach to you anymore, though, and I don’t have some revolutionary solution that will change everything. I don’t think the world is ready for a solution. Not yet, anyways. However, I am acknowledging this problem, and this is the first step. It’s there, blaring crappy pop music in our ears (that one’s for you, Justin Beiber) or making us shallow one episode of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Jersey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Shore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt; or Jerry Springer at a time. The problem is in every forest that has been destroyed for our “benefit”, and it’s being massed produced on an assembly line and shipped away to WalMart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I have hope, though, and a general optimism about our race. I believe that with enough people, we can change the world. I have set out to do so. Why do you think I want to write so badly? I’ve been told I can’t, and I should give up, but that won’t stop me. I’m making it happen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-42035122712135655?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/42035122712135655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=42035122712135655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/42035122712135655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/42035122712135655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/blood-runs-green.html' title='The Blood Runs Green'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE7ofM0CMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/77nU9zKE5bQ/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-2107306892425604890</id><published>2011-01-02T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T18:56:28.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Realized</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;An interesting thought came to me a while back concerning the human body. Not as part of us, but something we use to express our true selves. Some call it the soul, others our essence. It is all essentially the same thing. We are born, and we grow up. Our bodies gather strength and grow in size. We change shape, and discover new abilities. We learn about the beauty of the world and life, and then we experience death. The reality of life is realized.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;Our souls, who WE all truly are, are trapped inside our bodies. Time passes us by, and our bodies slowly decay. Our will to live thrives and flourishes, but our body slowly dies. We are betrayed. As our body shuts down, we do too. It is a scary thing. What if our souls outlive the vessel they are contained in? The boundaries would be shattered.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;Really, though, consider this. We all have only one body to live life with. Why would you not want to make it the best damn body you can? We can’t do anything about death, but we can do something about life.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-2107306892425604890?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2107306892425604890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=2107306892425604890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/2107306892425604890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/2107306892425604890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/reality-realized.html' title='Reality Realized'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-8650616492871924884</id><published>2011-01-02T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T18:54:12.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Thoughts On Trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE6ULXUl0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/234yfmnQ4AA/s1600/Trees_1_large_image1-300x199.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE6ULXUl0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/234yfmnQ4AA/s200/Trees_1_large_image1-300x199.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;Have you ever took a moment to think about trees? It sounds absurd, but I’m serious. They are home to many different species of animals and insects, and they account for a large amount of the oxygen production we rely on. They give us a raw material to work with, whether it be building, cooking, burning for heat, or sap. Without trees, it’s possible we would not survive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;But that’s all beside the point. Trees remind me of fantastical beings that are rooted to the earth. Maybe it’s because I love Lord Of The Rings, or maybe it’s because they just seem to have so much life in them. They sway and dance in the wind, and if you listen carefully, you can sometimes hear their low and solemn groans. The knots in their trunks look like watchful eyes, observing the world as they stay in place. They grow in twisted directions, and are like giants among us. On several occasions, I have discovered trees that look like fingers protruding from the earth.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;What if trees were alive? That would be a horrible thing to think about. How many trees have been burned alive, hacked down with axes, sliced through with chainsaws, shredded, or bulldozed? Imagine the pain and suffering of watching your family or friends die beside you, knowing your turn is next.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;It’s hard to walk through a forest and not see the incredible life in trees.&amp;nbsp;How do you feel about this?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-8650616492871924884?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/8650616492871924884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=8650616492871924884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/8650616492871924884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/8650616492871924884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-thoughts-on-trees.html' title='My Thoughts On Trees'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE6ULXUl0I/AAAAAAAAAGw/234yfmnQ4AA/s72-c/Trees_1_large_image1-300x199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-307453153976538971</id><published>2011-01-02T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T18:52:44.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Scrooge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Originally written before Christmas)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE57tiakbI/AAAAAAAAAGs/pKyVv8EusDk/s1600/christmas123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="142" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE57tiakbI/AAAAAAAAAGs/pKyVv8EusDk/s200/christmas123.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;I’m happy to say that the Christmas season is soon upon us. I love Christmas more than any other holiday and it’s pretty much the only thing that makes winter bearable for me.&amp;nbsp; As usual, though, some people aren’t satisfied anymore and feel the need to try to crush the Christmas spirit. We have a collective Ebenezer Scrooge looking to “Bah Humbug” Christmas on us. We can’t let that happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;Apparently it’s not “politically correct” to say “Merry Christmas” anymore. I’ve been told it’s reached the schools now. This angers me, and it should anger you, too.&amp;nbsp; The issue is that this collective Ebenezer Scrooge is offended when someone says “Merry Christmas” because it’s not part of their religion/beliefs. So now, the “politically correct” term is “Happy Holidays”. To make matters more ridiculous, a Christmas tree is now a “Holiday Tree”. Now that just sounds stupid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;As a side note, I am beginning to think that selfishness and greed is the true norm, and that selflessness and generosity is actually the abnormal. I do think, though, that a lot of people are generous and help others because they think they will get something out of it in the end. The people who are insulted and want us to accommodate them are expressing this self-interest by complaining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;Dyske Suematsu said that “part of the beauty of Christmas spirit is to be open to anyone of any backgrounds. The idea behind saying “Merry Christmas” is to spread the joy. It is not an expression of solidarity among Christians. It is meant for everyone. Why should it offend or annoy anyone?” Dyske has a point, Ebenezer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;According to Statistics Canada, 71.1 percent of Canadians are Christian. Christmas is a Christian holiday. That means Christmas is celebrated by almost three quarters of &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Canada&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. This is what doesn’t make sense to me, though: Why should this larger percentage have to accommodate?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;It’s ridiculous to try to change our own lives and traditions to appease the minorities that are insulted. To those who are offended by Christmas, just quit being so difficult and let the larger majority of the country, or the world for that matter, celebrate what they want to, how they want to. &amp;nbsp;Merry Christmas, everyone. Even you, Scrooge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-307453153976538971?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/307453153976538971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=307453153976538971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/307453153976538971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/307453153976538971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-scrooge.html' title='Christmas Scrooge'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE57tiakbI/AAAAAAAAAGs/pKyVv8EusDk/s72-c/christmas123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-2572145592024537175</id><published>2011-01-02T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T18:48:55.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Unexpected Conversation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE49LvScqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/gRvjlx9zs9w/s1600/literature-300x205.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="136" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE49LvScqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/gRvjlx9zs9w/s200/literature-300x205.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;I met somebody very interesting the other day. I was at Walmart’s book section, and there was an old lady, probably almost eighty, looking at the books. She had a list in her hand and she mumbled titles and authors to herself as she pointed at different books. I thought it was sort of strange but I just did my own thing. &amp;nbsp;A few minutes later, however, she looked like she was having a hard time finding a certain book. I asked her if she needed any help, and she told me no, and that she was just trying to see what books she already has because she buys the same book a lot.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;We started talking, and it turns out she has thousands of books. She’s apparently read almost all of them, and this astounded me. I suppose being as old as she was, she’d definitely have the means to do it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px;"&gt;So, naturally, we started talking about all kinds of different books and authors alike. This conversation lasted at least a half an hour. It was such an intriguing experience for me–a young guy just starting his life having a conversation about literature with a person nearing the end of theirs, yet, we connected on equal ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10.0pt;"&gt;When we parted, I told her it was very nice to meet her, and that I enjoyed talking to her. She told me that it was nice to finally find somebody who was as interested in reading as she was. I never caught her name. I wish I would have.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-2572145592024537175?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2572145592024537175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=2572145592024537175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/2572145592024537175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/2572145592024537175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/unexpected-conversation.html' title='An Unexpected Conversation'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE49LvScqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/gRvjlx9zs9w/s72-c/literature-300x205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-6999616503554624068</id><published>2011-01-02T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T18:46:56.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A World Reborn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE4mGxCRGI/AAAAAAAAAGk/b9VyRJDl1_k/s1600/Apocalypse2-300x168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="112" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE4mGxCRGI/AAAAAAAAAGk/b9VyRJDl1_k/s200/Apocalypse2-300x168.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The history of man is a bloody one. It's filled with, but not limited to, the rape of women and children, the torturing of innocents, murder, disease, and genocide. Knowing the horrors of these things, how does the nuclear bomb compare? Fat Man and Little Boy were the first nuclear bombs to be created. It is said that their creation marked the end of all history. Nuclear warfare has the potential to exterminate the existence of mankind, along with it any other forms of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine for a moment that nuclear bombs detonate all over the world, &amp;nbsp;reducing the earth to a wasteland of ash and radiation. Life is gone. The ashen clouds smother the sun's light and warmth, and the planet turns cold. What happens next? Does evolution take hold once more, and after millions of years a new sentient species arises? Maybe it's not human, but what would it be? No animal would be the same, no plant or tree. What would this regenerated earth look like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God is real, what would He do? Would he save us, or would he forsake us and start over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine what the world would look like if it started over. Everything would have to be rediscovered, re-learned, re-invented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legend tells of the phoenix dying and turning to ash. Out of the ashes, a new life is born.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-6999616503554624068?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/6999616503554624068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=6999616503554624068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/6999616503554624068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/6999616503554624068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/world-reborn.html' title='A World Reborn'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE4mGxCRGI/AAAAAAAAAGk/b9VyRJDl1_k/s72-c/Apocalypse2-300x168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-1193794362339554612</id><published>2011-01-02T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T18:35:07.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Story to Tell Your Kids. Just Kidding. You Probably Shouldn't.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE1csqfJNI/AAAAAAAAAGg/9OORQwCo0b0/s1600/final_destination_2_xl_03-film-A1-300x225.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE1csqfJNI/AAAAAAAAAGg/9OORQwCo0b0/s200/final_destination_2_xl_03-film-A1-300x225.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Scary movies aren’t scary. Sorry. I know some people are scared by them, but that’s because they haven’t realized that there’s something much more scary out there: reality.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I have a question for you. Have you ever thought about how many times you have avoided death without even realizing it? No? Now you will. I’ll explain the former part. I am assuming the latter is self-explanatory (Power of suggestion and whatnot).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Say your driving on the highway and another vehicle, a male driver, is coming towards you in the opposite lane. You think nothing of it and soon the man passes by you at 100 km/h. Life goes on from there. But what would you have done if you had just avoided a head on collision without even knowing? This example can be changed to suit almost any situation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;I’ll explain further in hypotheticals. This man who is driving is drinking a cup of coffee from Tim Horton’s. As he’s driving, he almost drops it. If he would have dropped it, the top would have popped off and the coffee would have spilled onto him, burning his skin. His body would have jerked whatever way it could to get away from the source of the pain, as you do when you touch something hot. It’s a natural defense mechanism our bodies have. He would have swerved into your lane at the last moment, too late for you to escape. Your vehicles would collide head on, and you both would die.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px;"&gt;But luckily for you, he steadies the cup before it falls, zooming past you and going on his merry way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #777777; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 13px;"&gt;All that I’m saying is that we really don’t know how many times we’ve avoided death. It’s an interesting thought, although a morbid one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-1193794362339554612?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/1193794362339554612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=1193794362339554612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/1193794362339554612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/1193794362339554612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/great-story-to-tell-your-kids-just.html' title='A Great Story to Tell Your Kids. Just Kidding. You Probably Shouldn&apos;t.'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSE1csqfJNI/AAAAAAAAAGg/9OORQwCo0b0/s72-c/final_destination_2_xl_03-film-A1-300x225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-2651178648125625402</id><published>2011-01-02T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T12:27:30.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introductions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; My name is Matt Gannon, and I'm a 19 year old writer from a small country village in Ontario (cliched, I know.) I'm a freelancer for my local newspaper, and I write romance fiction (not Harlequin-esque, but more akin to Sparks).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This blog is about my views on society and life, love, death, and anything else I may think of. As of now, it doesn't cater to a certain niche and is rather sporadic, but this is not necessarily a negative thing. I am looking to expand soon enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Take a look around. Feedback and criticism is always encouraged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt Gannon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-2651178648125625402?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/2651178648125625402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=2651178648125625402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/2651178648125625402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/2651178648125625402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/introductions.html' title='Introductions'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6738399277175195493.post-635520015504362907</id><published>2011-01-02T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T10:15:49.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012: A Self-Fulfilling Prophecy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;2012: A Self-Fulfilling Prophecy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSDAfq0lv3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/kx-jnYERhAc/s1600/zbush1232831880-Chaos-of-2012-300x205.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="136" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSDAfq0lv3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/kx-jnYERhAc/s200/zbush1232831880-Chaos-of-2012-300x205.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;There have been many theories and predictions about the world and its people suffering some sort of cataclysmic or apocalyptic event. Isaac Newton predicted that the world will end in 2060 based on a quote from the bible, and there are numerous theories about asteroids or black-hole alignments destroying the earth. Y2K is the most recent one come to pass, and now there is the end of the Mayan calendar, &lt;st1:date day="21" month="12" year="2012"&gt;December 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;, 2012&lt;/st1:date&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 36.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This theory suggests that the world’s doom will be brought upon by a geomagnetic reversal triggered by a massive solar flare with unimaginable force. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;The impending doom of our home has been a major cash-in for the media. Many documentaries and movies have been adapted from this theory, the most recent being “2012” starring John Cusack and Amanda Peet. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I don’t even know how many books have been made on this topic. This attention has increased the hype, and in turn, the media has created a world where people live in fear of the future. Even those who do not believe have ‘what if’ in the back of their mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Regardless of whether or not a massive solar flare does trigger a geomagnetic reversal, the Mayan prediction becomes, in a sense, a self-fulfilling prophecy. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;The world may not end, but if you can imagine for a moment what people would do on what they thought was the last night of the Earth’s existence, you might understand the meaning of what I am saying. I am not worried about any solar flares or reversals of any kind; I am worried about what the world will look like &lt;st1:date day="22" month="12" year="2012"&gt;December  22&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt;, 2012&lt;/st1:date&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There will be rioting, and there will be murder. The world, granted, not all of it, will be sent into a violent and catastrophic upheaval.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The believers in the Mayan’s prophecy honestly think that the world will be over on December 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; of 2012. Their inhibitions will fade away with the realization they have one more night to live, and they will do whatever they want. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Even people who don’t actually believe the theory will use it as an excuse to do as they please; murder, rape, disastrous riots, mass theft, severe hate crimes, and extreme vandalization. The sleeping people of this Earth will wake up to a changed world. Larger cities will be subject to this, where there is a high population density and a very diverse population, more so than a rural area where there is lesser opportunity for such a cataclysmic event. Eventually, however, the people who thought they were acting with impunity will have to answer for their actions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The only way we can be sure of what will happen on “Doomsday” of 2012 is to wait for that day to come. I just hope the world is ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6738399277175195493-635520015504362907?l=mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/feeds/635520015504362907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6738399277175195493&amp;postID=635520015504362907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/635520015504362907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6738399277175195493/posts/default/635520015504362907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mattgannonaspiringwriter.blogspot.com/2011/01/2012-self-fulfilling-prophecy.html' title='2012: A Self-Fulfilling Prophecy'/><author><name>Matt Gannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15131809205185022044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLZiDSkO-GU/ToY9diOL6gI/AAAAAAAAANk/hZBo9Ybopc0/s220/IMAG0161%2B-%2BCopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xS6RlREcpQ0/TSDAfq0lv3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/kx-jnYERhAc/s72-c/zbush1232831880-Chaos-of-2012-300x205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
