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This American Life's Ira Glass on Storytelling

This American Life's Ira Glass on Storytelling

In the four part video series below, Ira Glass, host of public radio's This American Life, shares his personal tips ...

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LOST Retrospective: Confidence Man (Season 1, Episode 8)

LOST Retrospective: Confidence Man (Season 1, Episode 8)

(This post is part of a series. I'm blogging through all the episodes of LOST, taking a new look at ...

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The Bus, the Bench, and the Chamber of Doom (Podcast Version)

The Bus, the Bench, and the Chamber of Doom (Podcast Version)

Here's a new edit of my story of middle school terror and certain doom. I went all out on this ...

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A LOST Retrospective: The LOST Eschaton, or Knowing the End from the Beginning

A LOST Retrospective: The LOST Eschaton, or Knowing the End from the Beginning

Now that the LOST finale episode, and the entire six-year series, are history, I've decided to begin an attempt at ...

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Introducing the League of Inveterate Poets Podcast!

Introducing the League of Inveterate Poets Podcast!

I'm pleased to announce that my first two podcast episodes are now up on iTunes on my very own iTunes ...

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Review: Gates of Fire by Steven Pressfield

Posted By Foolish Sage on August 21, 2010

Gates of Fire: An Epic Novel of the Battle of Thermopylae by Steven Pressfield

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Win a copy of Steven Pressfield’s The War of Art. Enter by midnight EDT 8/22/2010.

It’s been a while since I read a novel that truly fit the old cliche “page turner.” I can truly say, though, that I only ever put my copy of Gates of Fire down because of the necessities of life. It gripped me from page one and did not let go.

Gates of Fire is so much more than an attempt to recreate the legendary last stand of a handful of Spartan warriors against multitudes of Persian invaders, though it accomplishes that task beautifully. It also manages to serve as a philosophical treatise on courage, brotherhood, sacrifice, dedication, love, and a host of other themes without ever becoming pedantic or boring.

As his storytelling device, Steven Pressfield employs a fictional Spartan squire who, though mortally wounded, survives the slaughter at the “hot gates” and falls into the hands of the Persians. He is brought before king Xerxes, who commands the squire Xeo to educate the king on the nature and background of these soldiers who managed to hold off his world-conquering troops for three days. Xeo agrees, but only if he can tell the tale as “the muse” leads him. The court historian records his words verbatim, and thus we have the text of the book before us.

This narrative device allows Pressfield to give us moving and deeply personal insights into the Spartan culture and how it produced these men (and women) of great valor. He humanizes Sparta for us, digging beneath the stereotype of cold, heartless killing machines. One of my favorite aspects is his highlighting of the critical role women played in the deliverance of their homeland.

One of the central questions of the novel is, “What is the opposite of fear?” In a campfire talk with some youthful warriors, an old veteran raises this question. He tells them it can’t be “fearlessness,” which is just a non-thing; it must be something positive. When this warrior finally discloses his discovery of the answer, at the climax of the epic battle, you have the true theme of the novel. I’ll only say that it is a theme that can be fully embraced and appreciated by even pacifists, such as myself. Though this novel takes one into the brutal realities of war, it is about so much more than that. It is about what it means to be truly human; to be human in ways even the gods can never know.

(Disclosure: a free copy of this book was provided to me by the author’s publicist.)

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Seth Godin: Finding Inspiration

Posted By Foolish Sage on August 20, 2010

Seth Godin‘s post today (Finding Inspiration Instead of It Finding You) resonates well with the themes of Steven Pressfield‘s The War of Art .

One approach to innovation and brainstorming is to wait for the muse to appear, to hope that it alights on your shoulder, to be ready to write down whatever comes to you.

The other is to seek it out, will it to appear, train it to arrive on time and on command.

The first method plays into our fears. After all, if you’re not inspired, it’s not your fault if you don’t ship, it’s not your fault if you don’t do anything remarkable–hey, I don’t have any good ideas, you can’t expect me to speak up if I don’t have any good ideas…

The second method challenges the fear and announces that you’ve abandoned the resistance and instead prepared to ship. Your first idea might not be good, or even your second or your tenth, but once you dedicate yourself to this cycle, yes, in fact, you will ship and make a difference.

Simple example: start a blog and post once a day on how your favorite company can improve its products or its service. Do it every day for a month, one new, actionable idea each and every day. Within a few weeks, you’ll notice the change in the way you find, process and ship ideas.

Win a copy of The War of Art: Break Through the Blocks and Win Your Inner Creative Battles.

Win a Copy of The War of Art by Steven Pressfield

Posted By Foolish Sage on August 16, 2010

We have a winner! Congratulations to Tom Lietaert, whose comment was randomly chosen (by numbering all comments [except my own] and using a random number generator). Tom has won the copy of The War of Art. I will be contacting him by email to arrange delivery. Thanks to all who participated!

Recently I reviewed Steven Pressfield‘s The War of Art: Break Through the Blocks and Win Your Inner Creative Battles . Here’s an excerpt from my review:

This is not your typical self-help book. Steven Pressfield kicks ass and takes no prisoners. The title is not just clever, it’s very appropriate. Taking a cue from Sun Tzu’s classic The Art of War, Pressfield uses the metaphor of battle throughout. The person who aspires to being creative–to bringing into existence in this world anything which wouldn’t be there without his efforts–is in a continuous war against powerful forces that would defeat that purpose. (Read my War of Art review.)

I have been recommending this book to anyone and everyone who has an ambition to do something great, to create something others will remember and be affected by. Now I want you to have a chance to read it for yourself.

Thanks to the generosity of the author and his publicist (Oettinger Associates ), I have a copy of The War of Art to give away to one of my readers. To enter, all you have to do is leave a comment below, sharing what is the biggest block to you in the creative process (Contest is now over, but you’re still welcome to leave a comment below!). What sort of resistance do you run into (internally or externally) that keeps you from doing what you really want to do with your life? On Monday, August 23, I will choose one commenter at random to receive the free book. I will contact the winner via the email address connected to the comment.

If you can’t wait, or want to be sure to get a copy, order The War of Art from Amazon
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Why Do I Blog? Poetry and Hums Got Me!

Posted By Foolish Sage on August 12, 2010

“Because Poetry and Hums aren’t things which you get, they’re things that get you. And all you can do is go where they can find you.” Pooh Bear from The House at Pooh Corner by A.A. Milne

What Is an Inveterate Poet?

Posted By Foolish Sage on August 11, 2010

I am. You are, if you are human (and I very much assume you are!).

This blog (originally titled Sacred Journey) has been The League of Inveterate Poets for over a year now. I thought it was about time to revisit the origin and meaning of that strange name.

It comes from an essay by C. S. Lewis:

We are inveterate poets. Our imaginations awake.

Instead of mere quantity, we now have a quality–the sublime. Unless this were so, the merely arithmetical greatness of the galaxy would be no more impressive than the figures in a telephone directory. It is thus, in a sense, from ourselves that the material universe derives its power to over-awe us. To a mind which did not share our emotions, and lacked our imaginative energies, the argument from size would be sheerly meaningless. Men look on the starry heavens with reverence: monkeys do not.

Crab NebulaThe silence of the eternal spaces terrified Pascal, but it was the greatness of Pascal that enabled them to do so. When we are frightened by the greatness of the universe, we are (almost literally) frightened by our own shadows: for these light years and billions of centuries are mere arithmetic until the shadow of man, the poet, the maker of myth, falls upon them. I do not say we are wrong to tremble at his shadow; it is a shadow of an image of God. But if ever the vastness of matter threatens to overcross our spirits, one must remember that it is matter spiritualized which does so. To puny man, the great nebula in Andromeda owes in a sense its greatness. – C. S. Lewis, God in the Dock

What Lewis is saying there is really quite stunning and profound, almost blasphemous. Beauty is not only in the eye of the beholder–there is no beauty if there is no beholder. No poet, no poem. The tree falls in the forest, and not only are humans there to hear it, they are there to embrace and marvel at and ruminate upon its glorious and frightening sound.

“Inveterate” refers to that which is so deeply ground in, it can’t help but be expressed. We are all inveterate poets. It’s an inescapable part of what it means to be human. We can both create and appreciate art, music, literature, humor…and we can see all of those in the universe around us. No matter how much science is ever able to explain the stuff about us, it will never squelch our “Woah!” when we see a nebula through a telescope or the delicate work of a spider with silk.

This blog is dedicated to calling forth that “woah,” in ways both big and small. To get us to stop and ponder that turn of phrase, to really hear why that key change happened at just the right moment, to wonder at what causes us to laugh and to weep. We are all poets. We can’t help ourselves.

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