Have Keyboard, Will Ramble!
Multiple uses of anesthesia, along with chemotherapy, coupled with ADHD and age, have certainly taken a toll on my mental acuity. Last night a friend asked about a weekly devotional email I sent out in the waning days of the previous millennia through the early Aughts. I confessed I had done nothing towards that endeavor in quite a while. The early Aughts were nearly 20 years ago now! *sigh* I do have some of the hard copies from that work that family and friends printed off for me. I am amazed not only that I was able to do so much, but that it was “passable.” There have even been times when I have read an article and have surprised myself that I was the author.
I love writing. I do not deny, as friends and family have informed me, I have a gift. I communicate ideas well. My father once remarked that he had met very few people who could impart information well in both the spoken and written word. He noted brilliant people with advanced degrees who could produce a brilliant research paper but could not give a talk to a crowd if their life depended upon it. Or, conversely, he knew other experts with whom he was acquainted could give a speech, but could not effectively write those same ideas down for another to read. He said I should consider myself blessed. Another friend, one from high school, once referred to me as a humorous C.S. Lewis. (I only wish I could live up to half of her compliment.)
So, I should be thankful that despite my limitations, I still retain a modicum of that gift. Perhaps, I have reached that point in my life where it is a matter of quality over quantity? Mozart wrote much more music than Beethoven, whose creative process was more sweat equity than inspiration. Yet, among lovers of classical music, do any not esteem both the art of the prodigious Mozart and the assiduous Beethoven?
I need to write to not only exercise my mind but to serve as something of a portfolio for any future endeavors in which I strive to stand on my own “disabled” feet. I know that this article is undoubtedly a departure from my inaugural post in June, which was self-deprecating and depressingly honest. I tend to be self-deprecating to let people know I do not take myself too seriously. There are many shortcomings on my part, of which I am painfully aware. However, I also know that I am neglecting the gifts given to me by Providence. I have had several “Pauls” telling this middle-aged “Timothy” that he is ignoring his gift.
That brings me to “Have Keyboard, Will Ramble!” I cannot promise you a blog containing more than something of an organized stream of consciousness. If I had to assign it a genre, I would call it “slice of life.” Perhaps, that sounds boring, and few will be those desiring to read it. (I assure you that it is a nuanced genre. If you are writing about the daily life of an astronaut, it remains “slice of life,” but in an exotic setting.) However, as much as I would love to have thousands of blog readers, I must be true to who I am and my abilities I possess in my 45th year of earthly life. Thus, whether there be few or many readers, my content will remain the same. You will have to read the article to see if I am waxing nostalgic, indulging in my hobbies, or philosophizing. I might even throw in the occasional devotional.
I think this approach is appropriate for my efforts. I have adopted the moniker of “Eddie Eclectic” on social media platforms reflecting the eclectic nature of my proclivities, after all. Eclectic might be a suitable synonym for “ADHD.” It also acknowledges how this nature has helped me become something of a generalist. I am a “Jack of all trades, master of none” academically. I ask you to bear with me going forward. I welcome your feedback. Enjoy!
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Hi, my name is Brent. Christian. 親日. ENFP. Music lover. I've channeled my ADHD into becoming a generalist. I enjoy writing and illustrating.