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If America’s #1 Dad Couldn’t Save His Son with a Whupping, None of Our Kids Are Safe

In Did You See This?, Guest Writers on September 17, 2014 at 4:53 pm

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Orgrease Crankbait: The Hampton Classic Horse Show

In Did You See This?, Guest Writers on July 15, 2012 at 7:34 am

The Hampton Classic Horse Show– WRITING, MISCELLANY FRM GABRIEL ORGREASE

The best laugh I’ve had this month- except it is not so funny, is it?

Italics by me

“What did I see? Well… I saw booths of people who sell boots, very expensive boots… and there were saddles, very expensive saddles without horns and there was faux antique furniture, not cheap. There were no chairs without seats to be woven by old men with rash opinions about the Swedes. The post-colonial English style is alive in the Hamptons, proper. There was also an opportunity to purchase the golf clubs of your neighbor’s dreams, a Jaguar or Range Rover but noticeably no Hummers, a very large tree with a wrapped root ball larger than our living room, and a Learjet. The Learjet was of the most interest to me and to a line of others better dressed — clipped of tail and wings and packed into a semi-trailer for road transport… I speculated adaptive re-use as a camper when the fuselage is no longer used for horse shows.

Expensive Delusions of Superfluous People

In Guest Writers on September 15, 2011 at 6:08 pm

Expensive Delusions of Superfluous People:
From GABRIEL ORGREASE

“This will probably get some folks riled up… but heck, who can afford to pay so much for something that they can never hope to use to earn enough money to pay off their college debts?”

The following quote is from an Open Letter signed by 190 Writing educators in protest of the Poets & Writers 2012 ranking of Creative Writing Programs. If this is not some sort of confession that an MFA or PhD level education in how to write stories is not directly comparable to Adult classes in pot-holder weaving then I do not know what else to call it. I bring this up as the proliferation of programs to teach creative writing far exceeds the development of programs to teach people how to do the work of fixing old buildings, carpentry, roofing, plumbing, masonry, electrical, etc. Will an infrastructure stimulus reach these folks?

“In economic times like these, there is no immediate correspondence between any degree and employment. This is particularly true of the MFA in creative writing and PhD in English with a creative dissertation. While we work hard to help our graduates find jobs, it is essential to understand that creative writing for the vast majority is not a profession. Some writers earn their living as teachers, but others are lawyers, full-time homemakers, doctors, editors, business owners, sales clerks, and mechanics. No applicant should consider pursuing a creative writing degree assuming the credential itself leads to an academic job. And no applicant should put her or himself in financial peril in order to pursue the degree.”

http://www.pw.org/content/poets_and_writers_responds_to_open_letter

Back when I was fresh in NYC and thought that I wanted to be known as a writer, I knew most of the staff at Poets & Writers. They were all good people, full of idealistic enthusiasm; and they worked hard and seriously to promote the literary arts. I imagine that they still do work, hard and seriously. We need literature and the arts in our culture, but education programs that enable folks to go into serious levels of debt for a professed unemployable hobby is not quite right. After a few years of dealing with the bullshit of the writer’s scene, I decided to fix old buildings as a career and  write on my own time. Being able to write was more important to me than being known as a writer, and having money in the pocket and able to pay the bills meant even more. These days when I meet young folks who tell me they are writers or painters or artists, I dig further to find out what is their real job.

standup2p observes:

“Of course it’s going to rile some people; that’s why I invited you to send something”

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500 People in 100 Seconds/ 100 Years of Fashion in 100 Seconds

In Did You See This?, Guest Writers on September 7, 2011 at 7:54 pm

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1st Guest Post “The Gumshoe, the Judge, and a Tooth Fairie”

In Did You See This?, Guest Writers, Yes, You are a Wimp on August 19, 2011 at 10:09 am

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Albert Berg’s Unsanity Files

From Albert- [This is a flash fiction entry for Chuck Wendig’s Must Love Guns flash fiction contest, and my own flash fiction challenge, Teeth. Enjoy]

“How’d you find me gumshoe?”

Horner looked up into the barrel of the gun, a five shot revolver with a barrel half as long as the cylinder. “Answer me!” Frankie growled.

“It wasn’t that hard,” Horner said. “You weren’t what anyone would call careful.”

Frankie snarled and pushed the barrel of the gun against Horner’s temple. “You think you’re funny gumshoe?”

“And you think you’re smart. So I guess that puts us both in the wrong.”

Frankie dug in his pocked and pulled something out, tossing it on the table in front of Horner. “Know what that is gunshoe?”

“I’m gonna guess…Pez dispenser.”

Frankie pulled the hammer back. “No more jokes, gumshoe!”

Horner reached down and opened the Leatherman pliers. “What do you want me to do with these?”

“Your teeth. Yank ‘em out.”

Horner almost laughed. “You think you’re gonna fool anybody that way?”

“Tooth Fairie Killer’s all over the news,” Frankie said. “No way they’ll trace this back to me.”

Horner looked at the pliers and then up at Frankie. “Which ones?”

“You know which ones. Now shut your mouth and get started.”

Horner grabbed his left front tooth with the pliers and started to pull. He could feel the metal digging into the white of his teeth, and the pressure on his tooth sent jolts of pain shooting through his mouth.

“Faster gumshoe!” Frankie screamed. “You need a little incentive?”

And before Horner could answer Frankie pointed the gun down at his leg and pulled the trigger. The blast from the shot shredded his pants and peeled the top layer of skin from his thigh, but didn’t seem to do much else.

Frankie laughed. “Birdshot,” he explained. “But who knows? The next one might be solid lead.”

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The Queen’s Old Real Estate

In Guest Writers on August 7, 2011 at 11:14 am

The Queen’s Old Real Estate.

“The American Revolutionary War was the first blow against the real estate portfolio of Britain.”

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