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A movie preview that really does reveal the whole story…

Now that you’ve got your screenplay done, here’s how you promote your film:

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March 8, 2010   No Comments

Who am I? What am I doing here?

I’ve spent my career writing about arts, entertainment, relationships, travel, outdoor recreation—the fun stuff. The stuff that makes life worth living. Now that I’ve left the full-time newspaper world to focus on writing books, I find myself still wanting to find out about cool stuff and tell people what I’ve discovered.

This blog is meant to do just that—scour the Seattle area and beyond looking for the things that make life worth living. Despite the sincere-sounding name, I don’t intend this to be inspirational in the traditional sense; if you know my writing, you know I might not even be capable of such a thing if I tried.

The name of the blog comes from the movie “Dead Poets Society,” in which Robin Williams plays a teacher who inspires young men at a hoity-toity school. Although the movie doesn’t rate all that high in my film pantheon, I did like some aspects—especially Williams, who throws poetry around as if it were a call for social change (which, come to think of it, poetry sometimes is).

Here’s what he says:

“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here—that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?”

This is my philosophy. There are the things that keep us alive, and the things that make staying alive worth it. And if you don’t have the latter, the former isn’t worth much.

This is a small part of my contribution to life’s play, I suppose, a thought that seems both ridiculous and somehow important. Or necessary. At least for me. I’m hoping the writing here (by me and maybe an occasional contributor or two) will be opinionated and occasionally entertaining with a slight potential for edification. That is, I hope it’s worthwhile.

I hope to bring some of my journalistic background into the mix. For one thing, I don’t intend this blog to be about me or my life, though that will undoubtedly sneak in. Also, I’m not going to write about something just because someone tells me to, although I’ll always appreciate suggestions and feedback.

I really hope to make this a collaborative enterprise, with readers sending me their suggestions. What new, strange, cool, startling or mundane thing makes your life worth living?

Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman himself (photo by George C. Cox. Library of Congress image)

January 18, 2010   No Comments