tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17040756.post605202564735599876..comments2024-03-18T09:09:59.625-04:00Comments on Janet Reid, Literary Agent: Powerful writing: an exampleJanet Reidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00615380335938685231noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17040756.post-62577244992301352892013-08-24T23:26:42.511-04:002013-08-24T23:26:42.511-04:00"When I talk with parents who have recently b..."When I talk with parents who have recently buried their infant daughter, I never hear them complain about sleepless nights up with their crying toddler."<br /><br />You don't realize what you have, until you lose it.Michael Seesehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03694187657718931214noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17040756.post-68582993218123445752013-08-23T09:15:34.143-04:002013-08-23T09:15:34.143-04:00Dear 2N Carolynn, Thank you. Well said.Dear 2N Carolynn, Thank you. Well said.Janet Reidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00615380335938685231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17040756.post-72766796841269396352013-08-23T08:52:06.926-04:002013-08-23T08:52:06.926-04:00I am an essayist and I find Robertson’s pacing nea...I am an essayist and I find Robertson’s pacing near perfect. The rhythm of her writing is something I use often. Though you use this piece as an example of excellent essay writing, the value of the content cannot be denied. One sentence resonated with me. <br /><br />“I have come to the conclusion that it is a luxury to have things to complain about.”<br /><br />Allow me to share.<br /><br />At work we all like to complain, its bonding and we get to blow off steam. But when it gets particularly viscous all I say is the name of my cousin. Half the complainers get it, the other half get to hear his story. <br /><br />About a year ago my cousin died. He had been one of those spit and polish Marines, a color-guard guy who stood at attention for hours during ceremonies, holding flags and flipping rifles to a silent beat of counting with precision. He was precision. For thirty years he lived with the disease of Gehrig and Hawking, ALS. For many years he communicated by computer with electrodes attached to his eyelids. No human being on the face of this earth loved life more than my cousin, no human being fought as hard to live it, no human being appreciated the breath of it as much.<br />So when my feet hurt, my back aches, when all I want to do is hunker under the covers because policy pisses me off, I think of my cousin, the man who wanted to feel something, anything, the man who dreamed of escaping his bed, to stand straight again and march.<br /><br />Janet thanks for Roberson’s example of writing and heart. I not complaining today I am grateful.<br />Carolynnwith2Nshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18394998702410764388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17040756.post-36351175163494069122013-08-23T07:25:29.307-04:002013-08-23T07:25:29.307-04:00Tears because real love is uncomfortable. This mo...Tears because real love is uncomfortable. This mom helped me think about how influential we are in our children's lives. I got angry in parts as well, thinking how hypocritical we can all be. This piece inspires me to go deeper and for that I'm thankful.Katie Newhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07072761315844308875noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17040756.post-30345724089599119022013-08-22T23:20:18.304-04:002013-08-22T23:20:18.304-04:00Very powerfully written, a truly sad and beautiful...Very powerfully written, a truly sad and beautiful post. Thank you for sharing it.Rachel Schieffelbeinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01629400142880123520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17040756.post-84931707886055585832013-08-22T12:33:39.098-04:002013-08-22T12:33:39.098-04:00What a powerful piece of writing.
Not only did it...What a powerful piece of writing.<br /><br />Not only did it resonate, it makes me want to pick up the phone and start calling all my family members and tell them I love them. I have two kids, both straight, but I swear, if one of them chose an alternative lifestyle, after having read this, I'd be sure they understood that I accepted that choice, with open arms, and a welcoming attitude.<br /><br />But to me, her points transcend the core intent of the article. She shares with all of us the importance of not allowing trivial things stand in the way of important relationships. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17040756.post-57555942456530120392013-08-22T08:57:53.959-04:002013-08-22T08:57:53.959-04:00It's a great article, thanks for sharing. I l...It's a great article, thanks for sharing. I like what Hank (above) said: "My worst day could most likely be the best day for 70% of the people on this planet." That's something to keep in mind every day.<br />Stephen Parrishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16883165490847664389noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17040756.post-29249991566519113392013-08-22T07:56:54.573-04:002013-08-22T07:56:54.573-04:00Nice article, as you say powerfully written.
Back...Nice article, as you say powerfully written.<br /><br />Back in the 80's.....the 1980's I worked for an interior design / decorating firm for 8 years. My nickname was breeder, (meant in jest)as I'm straight.<br /> <br /> A few of the men I worked with are no longer beautifying the planet, their loss taught me to appreciate each day I'm on the green side of the dirt. <br /><br />We are fortunate each day in so many ways....we have so much more than the rest of the planet.<br /><br /> One of the many lessons I have passed onto my daughter is:<br /> My worst day could most likely the best day for 70% of the people on this planet.<br /><br />Gotta get of the soapbox...getting a bloody nose. cheers Hank<br /><br /><br />french sojournhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14262858704848580714noreply@blogger.com