I just finished another book last night: "Finish" by Jon Acuff. As I was getting through the final pages, including acknowledgements and chapter notes—yeah, I’m that person who actually reads those sections— I was reminded of a comment I received from an editor as I was shopping for someone to edit what I thought would be my first book. When she saw that I had footnotes quoting some of my sources, she authoritatively said:
“No one reads footnotes anymore.”
I was taken aback. Not just by the statement, but by her all-or-nothing position on the practice.
Getting into or starting something new can be quite a process.
First, there's the dream phase where we picture ourselves knowing or doing what we're about to learn and/or start doing. It's exciting and a little scary at the same time...and it's all just fantasy, at least for the time being.
Unfortunately, that's where many dreams remain, either playing in our minds on an infinite loop or mothballed, never to see the light of day.
Another year of reading has come and gone. From April 2017 to March 2018 I've read and learned something from a total of 34 books. That's 321 in total since becoming truly free to pursue, but it's far from my usual 60-70 books per year.
I can’t stand the term “networking.” Never have, and hopefully never will. It’s a term and verb that makes me shudder. It carries with it connotations of using others for the sole purpose of getting ahead. It makes me think of little other than selfishness and self importance.
Do I think we need to meet new people? Of course! But...
The shiny hearts are everywhere. They’re hung as decorations in the stores, they’re printed on product packaging, they’re stamped right on limited edition perfumes, cosmetics and flower vases; and they’re even part of the product itself when it comes to jewellery and confectionary.
Hearts and Valentine’s Day offers even appear on typical everyday items. This “special day” is indeed the apex of what is known as the consumerization of love and affection.
And the pressure to participate can be oppressive.