The Occasional Screw-Up

Whenever something goes array, we always try our best to fix it right the first time, always making sure whatever disorder has stymied it's way into our lives has been nullified. Whenever something goes wrong with our job, our home, whatever natural confrontation is bound to happen when hormones, plus over three million years of evolution has kept from becoming sabertooth cat chow, we have the occasional screw-up. However difficult things seem at the time, eventually a light will punish the shadows back into the crevices of earth. I've made so many personal mistakes,,and my triumphs and follies are no greater, or no equally measured by anyone else, but I find myself with. Ore work now, but less opportunity to complete said work in a given time. Freelancing has become my new passion, and it is something not orderly, fixed weekly to a regime, but it's something that creates revenue, and a sense of pride with every accepted piece of writing, it makes me thrilled every time I see my name in print. Pride does come before the fall, but I know that the competition behind me, can surely be the nemeses that surpass me, not to mention the competition that is well ahead of me,, and far-beyond what I could ever excel to be. Living within a range is great for the short-term, but you are one bad assignment away from being just some whack-job that went from being a published essayist/journalist/critic, you get the point, to being someone that got lucky a few times. Consistency is key, and it is a skilled that can't be taught, it's a gift that comes fro endless possibilities, and learning to be more outside the box than the typical English major. I've made plenty of mistakes, many at home, many people I loved that no no longer reciprocate those feelings. I've had days when I couldn't slow down my figures from typing, to days when pressing a key was all that sent shivers up my spine. Mistakes in lie, like in every other position, depend on your situation. I never see a mistake as an opportunity to learn that I've done something wrong. You can't teach a mistake, not entirely, because there are so many to learn! We are not taught every way to get a math problem wrong in school, but we are taught to solve for x, and hope we don't get j, or t. That's why we don't have seminars to teach people success, it's not teachable. You can't write books on how not to screw up, because it would take every forest on this planet, and the terraforming of several billion other forests on every planet in the solar system for enough paper to acknowledge such negligence. English is one of the few things in life where the above rule,and the reasoning of a sick mind, doesn't apply. I can tell you right now what is not going to work, and what just slides by, and it would save you time in the writing field. English itself is full of dos and don'ts. It's full of cliches that make it easy to stay on track,and how to be bold enough to write something completely different. Whatever the circumstance, I say to you write for your heart, but write with your head. There's nothing I really believe matters more in li than seeing the beauty, the utter eclectic joy of the world in its macabre, and it's majestic. There's nothing better than seeing the wrt all around you, and loving someone even if it's eventually a downfall to something tragic. We all need our Romeo and Juliet circumstances, but we also learn to live with the life present, and carry on to greener pastures. E-mail: mcateditorial@yahoo.com Twitter: twitter.com/mcasteditorial or @mcasteditorial