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 A blog of no uncertain musings. What goes on in my mind is often a source of wonder to me. |
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My mind and my life are wonderous things ... as are yours, I'm sure. I have more slips of paper and pages of notebooks with musings and thoughts than I really know what to do with. Someone, actually several someones, have suggested I start a blog ... or a journal as a means of focusing some of this mental energy. To be honest, I don't even know what the difference between a 'journal' and 'blog' is--or if there even is a difference. Read on, my friends, and you can judge for yourself whether it even matters. And so....  I'm JACE. Yep ... that's me! And somewhere in all my writings my last name may be posted. But I'll just leave it at Jace for right now. I'm 70 years old and heading full tilt to 71. It's strange that while I'm going through some rather serious medical issues, I still consider myself to be in the prime of my life--pretty good shape physically AND mentally, though I don't run for competition anymore  . I love to ... dang, if I put this stuff here, I won't have anything for my blog.Guess you just have to be patient until such stuff leaks out.  Perhaps 2025, having embraced my retirement, will see more participation in my journaling efforts. Well, one can hope.... |
| I have long wanted to write down the chapters (to use a writing term) of my life. Some aspects of my life have been regrets. But I think many have been victories. There are stories I want to tell my kids. If others find anything I write interesting, I'll mark that in the win column. I certainly have enough ideas collected along life's journey. My biggest problem is organizing them. One would think the order of one's life would be the obvious solution. But dang if my ideas, memories and thoughts don't come in a jumble. Hence the myriad of notes and scraps of paper. (Oh, and I looked up the use of 'myriad.' I could have said "myriad notes ..." but it just sounds awkward that way.) Basically, my dilemma of what to write boils down to "so many topics, too little time." But I'm retired, I tell myself. Perhaps I should tell my wife that. I have to wonder why there are so many things that need doing around the house now, that weren't important when I was working. Still, I suppose taking care of some task every now and then, gives my back a break from sitting at the laptop for hours on end. Where was I? Oh yeah, some years back I went through a phase of buying a book about some aspect of writing each time I visited Barnes & Noble. Two such books were The Complete Idiot's Guide to Writing a Memoir by Victoria Costello (of course), and Life Writing by Fred D. White. The latter has been very helpful. About three weeks ago I decided to write about my experience attending the US Army's Airborne School while in ROTC in college. That event occurred 51 years ago, and as I began jotting notes about some facet of that experience, I was amazed what I remembered, including some funny stories that I didn't find particularly humorous at the time. I figured I'd pen a story about 1000 to 1200 words, something that might interest my kids and grandkids. I completed that story yesterday. Even editing it vigorously (I thought), I still wound up with 3400 words. I decided to post it in my blog in three parts beginning tomorrow; after all, what's a blog for? |
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