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I’m a DNF-er
In book clubs and reading circles, there’s a thing people sometimes must admit to, and it’s called “DNF.” This admission often comes with feelings of guilt and shame. I’ve DNF’d many times, and the first few times I did it, I didn’t want to confess my sin simply because I don’t like the stigma of being a quitter. So, for those of you who don’t know what DNF is, it stands for did not finish, and it refers to books. There are many reasons a person might DNF a book: time constraints, didn’t like the subject matter, didn’t like the writing style, etc., but it somehow always feels that no…
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Hey Guys, Where Did Bob Go?
I used to think thirty was old. Once I was in my twenties, thirty didn’t seem that old anymore, and as the years passed, forty eventually took thirty’s place in my perception of old. This has been the way I’ve mentally defined old for as long as I can remember, and that now that I’m fifty, when I hear that a sixty-year-old has passed away, I think, Oh no, and so young! My father once told me that once you hit forty, the years begin to fly, and you wake up one day on your seventieth birthday. I also can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard people say, “I don’t…
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Wouldn’t it be nice?
Christmas is a wonderful thing. Well, it’s supposed to be, anyway. I did my research for this blog before I began writing; I typed “what is Christmas” in my internet search bar, and this is what I found: Christmas is the annual Christian festival celebrating Christ’s birth. Random side note: One trickster had their fun on Wikipedia, by adding that it’s not only the celebration of the birth of Jesus Christ but also Brian Cohen; someone took it down minutes later, but not before I got a screenshot. Anyway, back to what I was saying. Christmas is supposed to be the celebration of the birth of Christ, but it’s been turned…
