In my career in the Air Force I avoided office politics as often and as safely as I could. This lack of playing in the field and seeking the gratification of what fame and glory was to be had in the military would cost me dearly in 1989 but that story isn't even interesting to me. I rarely networked. I made friends and contacts with the actual worker drones in the offices to get my projects furthered and rarely had to deal with the higher ups. Of real government outside the military ...
This is an amendment to my former claim [somewhat anyway], that after 3 times of reading "Heart of Darkness," I really don't care for the story, although I will admit that Conrad certainly wrote brilliantly... ...back to the reading drawing board.
EVEN IN THE QUIETEST MOMENTS © Supertramp Even in the quietest moments I wish I knew what I had to do And even though the sun is shining Well I feel the rain --- here it comes again, dear And even when you showed me My heart was out of tune For theres a shadow of doubt thats not letting me find you too soon The music that you gave me The language of my soul Oh lord, I want to be with you. Wont you let me ...
Below is a short story I am working on to submit for my Creative Writing module. The background to this story is on a previous entry in this blog (i think called memorable incident). Any feedback would be great! Just a few minutes This will take just a few minutes. I want to tell you about Burt Madison’s last day. He is now kneeling by his double-size bed with his arms outstretched on top of the white covers. Burt Madison ...
Okay... I am reading "Heart of Darkness" again for the 3rd time in my life and I still don't care for it. Why?