If we were having coffee, I’d have to apologize for the hour. It’s late, but there’s coffee for that, I’ve got the UFC fights on the tv, so we can watch that while we chat. In my cup, I have Charleston Coffee Roaster’s Bold Roast. It’s good stuff, the beans are freshly ground, and it’s hot in the pot. By all means, help yourself. Coffee not your thing? There’s tea and perhaps a few other things around. I’m sure we can find something for you.Continue reading “#WeekendCoffeeShare – 2020-05-09”
If we were having coffee, I’d be drinking some hot apple cider instead. It’s good stuff. Can I get you some or would you prefer to stick with the traditional coffee? Both are great options, so definitely suit yourself.
We’ve got the UFC fights on, just the prelims though, cause who can afford to pay for the mains. Not me, and I’m not really interested in going out all night to watch the fights in a crowded bar. Every now and then that’s fine, but it’s not something I look to do very often. And since ESPN has the UFC now, I seem to hear so much less about what’s going on in the fight world. It, for me at least, has gotten lost among all the other sports ESPN has. The good news is that I don’t really miss it anyway. A few preliminary fights every month or so and I’m good.Continue reading “#WeekendCoffeeShare – 2019/12/14”
If we were having coffee, I’d be having cider. Yes, again this week. To be fair, I’ve been drinking coffee all day, so maybe it’s time for a change. The pot is there, ready to brew the morning’s coffee and can be turned on if you’d like.
The fights are on TV. From all the talk, this may be the last UFC card on Fox. Since I don’t keep close track of all that, I Googled and found that the UFC is moving over to ESPN. Maybe it’s a good thing, maybe not. I’ll wait and see. Continue reading “#WeekendCoffeeShare – UFC Moving?”
If we were having coffee, I may just have to pass tonight. Not because my love of coffee has waned (on the contrary), but because I’ve already drank about two pots today. At some point tonight, I’m going to need to sleep, so perhaps I should abstain until then. The coffee pot is at the ready however, so feel free to help yourself, and as always, we have tea and water.
We can watch the fights as we talk. The UFC is on, and maybe there will be some good fights tonight. I used to keep up with the UFC. We would go out and watch the pay-per-views, making a night of it with friends. It was a good time, but now I mostly just watch the free ones that come on TV. I’m not sure why we quit going out to watch the fights. Maybe I’m just getting old, or maybe I just got tired of spending the money that could have been better used elsewhere. Who knows? Continue reading “#WeekendCoffeeShare – Watching the Fights”
It’s Sunday and unfortunately, the weekend is slipping away, but fear not fine reader, there is another just five short days away. And, it’s time for the weekend coffee share. Let’s talk!
If we were having coffee, tonight I would be having a fine brew called Newman’s Own Organic, medium roast. It is, so far, my favorite that Keurig has to offer. That probably says something about me, but I’ll not be psychoanalyzing myself tonight. I’ll leave that to you. So please help yourself to whatever you find in the K-cup drawer and kick back for a bit.
Yesterday was a full day, and it for once in a long while didn’t involve work. That’s right, I finally got a day off and took full advantage of it. It started perfectly with some well deserved extra sleep. Once up, it was time to get busy. My daughter and I got outside and mounted dirt bikes for a fun weekend activity. It’s been weeks since I rode, and it was so much fun to get back on it.
Then we cooked a healthy dinner and watched some tv. First the Supercross race, then the UFC on Fox. A great night indeed. Unfortunately, all good things must end, and it did. This fine Sunday morning, I found myself back and work and in a foul mood to boot. You know, one of those moods where you don’t even want to be on the planet. That was me. Not until that little two mile trail run after work, did I feel right again. Funny how that is.
Anyway, I hope you guys are doing good out there. Try not to work too much this week. Heck, you may as well rest up for the weekend that’s coming!
Thanks for reading, and God Bless!
There are lessons in life if we look for them. Sometimes they pop up where we least expect them and take us by surprise. That happened to me just the other night.
I like the UFC. Not just the big pay per view events either, but the stuff that’s on regular tv too. The discipline it takes to be a top level athlete is staggering and though I wasn’t looking for a lesson in writing while watching The Ultimate Fighter the other night, I got one.
Really, there’s two lessons that we could talk about. The first, that it takes hard work to be a good writer just like it takes hard work to be a good fighter is so obvious, we’ll just skip over it. Everyone should know that.
There is normally a fight at the end of each episode of the show between contestants. (That’s kind of the point of the show after all.)
During the fight, Conner McGregor (Team Europe’s coach) was yelling at his struggling fighter as he and his opponent scrambled for position on the octagon mat.
He was yelling for his Fighter to have patience. “Be patient,” McGregor shouted through the cage in his thick Irish accent. “The patient man always wins!”
It was at that point that I thought how much more alike fighting and writing were than I had previously thought. If there’s one thing writing has taught me, and continues to teach me everyday, it’s patience.
Maybe there’s someone out there who just woke up one day, thought, “I’m going to write today,” and busted out a great first novel. I doubt it, but maybe. We work for years to develop our craft, our style, and even then the wheels turn slow.
Think about it. First, you write your thing. (Short story, novella, novel or what have you.) Then there’s the editing. Try submitting without editing and see how that goes. Oh and that brings us to submitting. You send your lovely little story in and then…you wait.
If you get published, something that I’ve never had the honor of but hope too, the waiting still isn’t over. If, perhaps more likely, all your hard work and patience yields a rejection letter, you have a couple choices. Resubmit somewhere else, or start over by writing your next “thing.” Either way, I hope you’ve stocked up on patience.
Thanks for stopping by and good luck out there! I hope all of your hard work and patience pays off.