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“Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist but…”

When I met him, it was by chance in a quiet bar in 1940 Hollywood. I can still remember it as clear as if I were looking him square in those energy filled blue eyes right now.

He was a bit too shiny for the place, if that was possible, but no one seemed to pay him any attention. It was as though he was part of the furniture. He belonged there.

I slid onto a stool as Eddie walked up to take my order. “What’ll you have? Bit early for you isn’t it?”

“Just a beer today, Eddie. I got a date later.”

Bushy eyebrows rose and tobacco stained teeth showed behind thick lips. “Bring her by here, I’ll set you up nice.”

I smiled but didn’t commit to anything. Figaro’s Bar was fine for a few with the boys at night, but a dame didn’t belong here. I took the mug of amber liquid and took a sip. My smile was the show appreciation Eddie had waited for. He was one of the best in the business. He remembered what people liked, and I liked my beer warm. You can’t taste an iceberg. If I wanted something cold, I’d ask for milk.

Leaning against the bar, I checked the mirror that ran above the length of bottles and glasses. I didn’t see any of the boys around to talk with. That’s the first time I saw him. Like I said, he was shiny, shiny on the outside of a worn out inside. He had sheets of paper in front of him and the glass he had wasn’t for beer.

“Guy’s a writer,” Eddie said, following my eyes. “Comes in here around this time every day. Says it helps him escapes life. I asked if it was the wife, he said she wouldn’t be caught dead in here. I get the feeling he wishes she would be caught dead somewhere.”

I didn’t like the chuckle Eddie gave. Maybe it was the amusement in his eyes. He thought he was being funny. Death wasn’t something I played around with, even in jest.

There was something about writers that intrigued me. Writers were strange people. They could make you believe things by using words and nothing else. It was like magic without the tricks. Everything was laid out in front of you but you still got fooled. No film or sound effects, just words, and you would swear you heard explosions, music, and you felt the girl in your arms and smelled the perfume as you kissed her.

He saw me coming. I guess it’s hard to miss me, being a big six footer with red hair. Hollywood wasn’t overrun with my type yet, but I wasn’t ever mistaken for Leslie Howard or Spencer Tracey.

He laid his pencil down about the time I reached his booth. “Is there something I may assist you with?”

He had class. The man was educated for sure. Better, even than the people I met though my work, and I met a lot of people up and down the money living line.

“Eddie said you were a writer and I wanted to ask you something.”

He smiled and leaned back stretching his shoulders. “Have a seat and ask away. I might even answer, if I have one. Writers don’t really know much about writing. We’re too busy being in the middle of it to think about it.”

I slipped into the booth. “So, how do you do the magic that you do with words? How do you take something so simple and turn it into something people, thousands of people, will breathe heavy over rushing to turn the page?”

“Be a whore.”

That wasn’t what I was expecting. “A what?”

He emptied his tumbler and signaled to Eddie before answering. He laughed. “It’s an old joke between me and a friend of mine, Ernest. Write your guts out and lay it all on the page. That’s art, that’s writing. If you want to eat, then you add the tits and ass, the sex and crime the public these days want to read about.”

I remained silent. The illusion I had of a writer was gone in under two minutes. I don’t think I’d ever heard anyone sound so bitter. “Then why do it at all if you hate it so much?”

Eddie set another glass down filled to the rim with something dark and dangerous for that time of day. “I don’t hate writing, I hate money. I hate having to have money. Money ruins a creation, art. All it does is create demons and evil.”

“Then write what you want to and live different.”

A smile spread across the handsome face. “Too many responsibilities for that. I knew what I was getting into when I became a writer. Writing a novel . . . you become famous after you are dead. To make a living you write for the magazines or film. You copy yourself and repeat the process over and over again. What works once will work again. I still write for myself, for after my death’s success.” He tapped the pages in front of him.

I shook my head. I couldn’t understand why stay in such a business. “Looks to me like this job would wear you down, instead you still look like you’re enjoying it. Why not try something else? How do you find the ability to keep going?”

The man stared at the glass on the table, cupped between his hands. “You need to find the energy to keep going in any business. Where do you get the will power to keep going? Some think I find it in this.” He picked up the glass and took a sip.

“Do you?”

He set the glass back down and looked at me. “No. I find numbing escape from certain parts of my life. I will say that much. To the subject of energy when faced by time after time of compromising your work to make a living, I have one thought that comes to mind. Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist but the ability to start over.”

“Hey, Scott, telephone.” Eddie’s voice echoed in the quite bar.

“Excuse me a moment,” Scott said as he slipped from the booth.

As he went to the phone at the bar, I glanced over at the first page he’d been working on. Across the top was scribbled The Love of the Last Tycoon. Maybe it was going to be a movie or something.

Scott rushed back to the table. “Sorry, I have to rush out.” He gathered the pages into a stack. “I completely forgot about a movie premiere I’m to attend tonight.”

“Oh, which one?”

“Something with Rosalind Russell and Melvyn Douglas. I think it’s called This Thing Called Love or some such.”

He reached out one hand and I stood taking it. “Nice to have met you,” Scott said.

“You to, hope you keep that vitality going. Oh, and have a Merry Christmas.”

“You to.” He smiled, turned, and headed for the front door.

Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist but the ability to start over.

I guess that goes for people like me. I take hit but I keep coming back to be hit again or maybe dodge the punch next time.

Sitting my empty mug on the bar, I fished into my pocket. “Scott took care of you,” Eddie said.

“You’re kidding?”

“No, he’s a good guy, especially when he’s not around those society types. He likes being a normal guy. I don’t treat him like nothing special except keeping people out of his business when it gets crowded in here.”

“He was working on a book. I can see how this would be a good place to do that.”

“He’s good too.” Eddie stepped away to the cash register and came back. “Here, you can borrow this. And I mean I want it back. He signed it for me and everything. Got it?”

I did. I looked at the cover. The Great Gatsby

F. Scott Fitzgerald Vitality Quote

 

“Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist but the ability to start over.” F. Scott Fitzgerald (September 24, 1896 – December 21, 1940)
Fitzgerald was living in Hollywood with gossip columnist Sheilah Graham, when he died the morning after attending a movie premiere with her.

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10 #Quotes of #Respect for #BeWoW Positivity.

Quote about Respect by Ronovan Hester

Combining events across two blogs can bring inspiration. I’ve always been a quote person in my writings. Quotes naturally lead to positive thoughts, and positivity is what #BeWoW is all about. If we write positive words to share across the blog community, instead of rants, hatred, and veiled animosity that fools no one (check politics these days), we then promote a positive atmosphere.

Too many people get their kicks writing about junk. Too many people get their kicks reading about junk. I avoid junk as often as possible. One friend recently asked me to read a satire about Donald Trump in regards to his accepted role in the Republican Party in the United States. I refused. I waste no time with reading about Donald Trump, or any other candidates all that much.

“There exist only three beings worthy of respect: the priest, the soldier, the poet. To know, to kill, to create.” Charles Baudelaire

French Poet and essayist, Baudelaire named the three beings correctly, but these days each takes on a different guise. Those committed to revealing the world, bettering the world, and saving the world are encompassed in those descriptions above. If you are or know someone with those characteristics . . .  respect them.

“One of the most sincere forms of respect is actually listening to what another has to say.” Bryant H. McGill

It is difficult to discover what a person is without listening. We have conversations buy how often do we listen? You my have several exchanges but points are completely missed. Each side is colored by their own opinion and thus interpret the other side of the conversation with that opinion. We are often so wrong.

I never make the mistake of arguing with people for whose opinions I have no respect. Edward Gibbon

By listening you discover a great deal. One is when not to waste time. If someone won’t listen to you, then move on. There is a give in take in the world. There are no time limits or deadlines to the understanding of opinions as long as each are actively attempting to understand.

“It is so important to get respect for what you do and at the same time give it.”  Estelle Parsons

People are so concerned with obtaining respect for their own opinions or accomplishments they forget there are two sides of the situation in many cases. In order to obtain respect, you must give respect in return. I know that can be difficult when you perceive others as not giving you respect, that’s where listening comes into play . . . true listening.

“Respect for ourselves guides our morals, respect for others guides our manners.” Laurence Stern

For me, when I am well centered and focused on what is important in my life, I have a set of beliefs that allow me to respect myself and when I respect myself, I’m able to respect others  more easily. When you can’t respect yourself it’s almost impossible to find how to respect others.

“As all human beings are, in my view, creatures of God’s design, we must respect all other human beings. That does not mean I have to agree with their choices or agree with their opinions, but indeed I respect them as human beings.” Stockwell Day

It can be tough at times to keep respect in mind. Sometimes you feel disrespected or ignored. Then when you are respecting you must push through those times when other people continue to ignore you, don’t listen to you, and disrespect you.

“I firmly believe that respect is a lot more important, and a lot greater, than popularity.” Julius Erving

One thing to keep in mind is, no one has to like you. You don’t need like in this world. Society has because a click away from acceptance and popularity or depression and suicide. If we share something with people we look for a response. Since there is less and less face to face interaction, we now look at clicks for ‘likes’ on updates and posts.

“That you may retain your self-respect, it is better to displease the people by doing what you know is right, than to temporarily please them by doing what you know is wrong.” William J. H. Boetcker

People are going to disagree with you. The important thing is to stick to your beliefs. If you do that, stick to what you believe, you can always hold your head high. We all slip at times, but the important part is getting back up and moving forward and beyond whatever we allowed to influence our slipping in the first place.

“This world of ours… must avoid becoming a community of dreadful fear and hate, and be, instead, a proud confederation of mutual trust and respect.” Dwight D. Eisenhower

Looking around you can see divisions everywhere. People demanding respect by not giving respect. You respect us, we’ll respect you. That’s not how it works. You want something, you be something. Communication is one of the most important tools we have as humans, and one of the least utilized ones.

“When you are content to be simply yourself and don’t compare or compete, everybody will respect you.” Lao Tzu


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Fight for Parkinson’s 

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A College Girl's Confessions

Hey guys,

I don’t often make a giant call out to my fellow bloggers, but I’m asking you human to human to do me a favor. I read so many of the posts that pop up on my feed and I am humbled by the human connection and willingness to share with a community.

I am a volunteer boxing coach for Parkinson’s patients. One of my boxers entered our little program into a competition to win $6000. This money would go to funding new equipment for our boxers to exercise with and covering monthly costs for those who couldn’t afford it.

Why should you care?

Our program, because it is an exercise program, is not funded by any national Parkinson’s foundations. We as boxing coaches do not take any money for ourself and have dedicated our time to helping our boxers fight against a disease that currently has no cure.

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Moments of Challenge.

As you all know, I don’t participate in may of the various pass it on blog things. You know, as in ‘do this and then have people do the same thing.’ One I don’t mind doing is the Three Quote Challenge. I’ve done it once before and I’ve been asked to do so again.

Susan Langer has asked me to join in this time. Many of you know Susan from her blog Susan’s Personal Blog where she enjoys doing various challenges and offers services to help other bloggers and writers.

I’ll give the rules and such at the end of my run of quotes. If you want to know them right now, click HERE to visit Susan’s post and quote. Do so anyway to support her blog.

My quote today:

My flesh and my heart may fail,
    but God is the strength of my heart
    and my portion forever.”-Psalm 73:26
Asaph, Worship Leader for King David.

Lately, life seems to be throwing things my way to challenge me in my writing life.

  • Where is the time for it?
  • Do I take short cuts?
  • Do I resort to the tricks and gimmicks to make things more successful?
  • Do I devote even more time to blogging and writing than I do now?
  • Do I compromise my beliefs and character for gain?

Those moments of challenge may come at you from any direction. Asaph was talking about looking around and see people of less than respectable practices seemingly prospering while those who lived on the straight and narrow path struggled.

Eventually, he figured it out. Although we see a visage of prosperity for a time in this person, in the long run, those who follow the right path, the right decisions will be more satisfied and happier because of how they have achieved what they have, and because of where they end up. We know we have not burned bridges or broken lives along the way. Our conscious and heart are clear.

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“The artist produces for the liberation of his soul.” #BeWoW #Quotes

I was led to my author today by a man named Martin Gabel, an award winning stage actor from the mid 20th Century. I’m not positive the quote I went looking for was correct, but I ended up in some great ones anyway.

W. Somerset Maugham was a British writer who wrote in just about every form you could at the time: Plays, Novels, Short Stories. He served in the Red Cross during WWI and was recruited into the British Secret Service in 1916.

The man’s views on writing are solid. Other aspects of life are a bit more fragile. Due to the time he lived in there were secrets he kept and veils he hid behind that could only do damage to the man within. I’m giving you today his thoughts about writing with a few thrown in that influence you as a writer

13 Quotes from W. Somerset Maugham

W. Somerset Maugham Imgatination Quote
It seems that the creative faculty and the critical faculty cannot exist together in their highest perfection.
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The crown of literature is poetry.
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It is unsafe to take your reader for more of a fool than he is.
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The ability to quote is a serviceable substitute for wit.
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The artist produces for the liberation of his soul. It is his nature to create as it is the nature of water to run down the hill.
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When you choose your friends, don’t be short-changed by choosing personality over character.
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There are three rules for writing a novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are.
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It’s a funny thing about life; if you refuse to accept anything but the best, you very often get it.
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It wasn’t until late in life that I discovered how easy it is to say, ‘I don’t know.’
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Imagination grows by exercise, and contrary to common belief, is more powerful in the mature than in the young.
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People ask for criticism, but they only want praise.
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Writing is the supreme solace.
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Habits in writing as in life are only useful if they are broken as soon as they cease to be advantageous.

W. Somerset Maugham Poetry Quote


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Amber Wake: Gabriel Falling by PS Bartlett and Ronovan HesterRonovan Hester is an author, with his debut historical adventure novel Amber Wake: Gabriel Falling , now available on Amazon. He shares his life through his blog RonovanWrites.WordPress.com. His love of poetry, authors and community through his online world has led to the creation of a site dedicated to book reviews, interviews and author resources known as LitWorldInterviews.com.

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