What if Today is The Day You Make Oceans?

Make oceans form.

 
A favorite anecdote of mine is this:

A friend’s daughter is a concert oboist. No one else in the family ever demonstrated any penchant for music. One day he asked her what caused her to pursue music with such determination.

She said that when she was a child – she thought maybe three or four years old – the family went on a trip and met a friend of her father’s in a restaurant. She remembers that she was fidgeting because her mother kept telling her to sit still while her father and his friend talked.

This friend asked the waitress for an extra straw. He took out a pocketknife and made a few cuts in it, then put it to his lips and started playing music with it like it was a flute.

Real music. Tunes you could recognize.

He then gave her the straw and said, “Here you go. Play me some music so I can go to sleep when I get back to my hotel.”

She said she didn’t remember who the friend was but did remember that his ability to take a common soda straw and turn it into a musical instrument was magic to her. True magic and she never forgot it.

It’s also what caused her to pursue music the way she did, because she wanted to give others that kind of magic.

That friend was me. I’d been making musical instruments out of straws since I was a bored kid in a restaurant and had to ask my dad to borrow his pocketknife.

But what her story taught me is that we can never know how much the slightest act of kindness – or cruelty – will affect another’s life.

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Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes

Turning to face the strange

Sometime in the near future this blog will offer memberships. There will be different membership levels and there will be different rewards for the different levels.

What’s in it for me?
The majority of visitors won’t notice a difference. There will still be free content available to everyone, including non-members. People who choose to become members will have to login to access member-only content. The login is the same as currently required to leave a comment.
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The Gander Gets Goosed – Clancy Tucker Interviews Me!

My humour is officially “wicked”

Oz’s Clancy Tucker asked me a series of questions that I floundered through magnificently. Read it all at 8 September 2018 – JOSEPH CARRABIS – GUEST AUTHOR .

and thanks.

My First Book Fair/Authors’ Expo – Part 1

I A/B tested my poster and sold more books with version B…

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This thread will be four to five posts long and will focus on marketing with occasional forays into related topics. Know now that I don’t think I’m qualified to write on such. Read my LinkedIn profile and you’ll see that lots of others consider me extremely qualified; I’ve written peer reviewed articles on marketing, published books on marketing, created marketing technologies, developed marketing strategies for recognizable brands, …
But I know my limits. I’m not qualified.
Then again, nobody who claims they are is.
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Last week I attended my first “authors’ expo”.
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Shane and Tyler

It takes little for a child’s heart to fly. Mine, too.

Today would be a good day to fly kites. One of my favorite flying spots is a city park two towns away. It has a huge, gently sloping field that amplifies west-to-east winds. Stand at the bottom and it’s refreshing. Stand at the top and it’s noticable. Today the breeze rustled the treetops and made the leaves chatter. A breeze like this makes it easy to get my kites aloft.

The downside is that everybody uses the park. The city built ballfields and a playground on the other side of the parking lot and a big gazebo in the middle of the kite flying field. A friend caught one of my kites’ lines in the gazebo’s roof once and it took some good flying to get it free.

I could hear the cheers and catcalls from people in the ballfields – must have been some exciting games going on – and laughter and chatter from families on the playground. Lots of people but not many cars. People must have parked on the far side of the ballfields.

An empty parking lot is one of the things I look for, a good sign, it means the field will be open, plenty of room to run out my lines and fly a kite or two between the gazebo and the street. I’d already chosen my SkyDancer as the kite to fly. I walked down the field carrying it, its tails, lines and two ground pegs in my hands.
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