Friday, September 21, 2012

The Bucket List

At some point, I made a short bucket list.  Just five items, and only one of which is all that important.  I'd meant to post it before, but now seems like a good time, as I'm about to check off one of the items.  Only four more to go.

So, here is my bucket list in its current form.  I can, of course, add to this in the future.  These are in no particular order.

Go to a San Francisco 49ers game.  The 49ers have been my favorite sports team my whole life, even though I'd never seen them play.  I haven't been to San Francisco.  I haven't even been to California.  But, I grew up in the 80's watching Joe Montana win Super Bowls, and I've been a faithful fan ever since.  Not only have they had a resurgence the last couple years - ESPN.com currently has them ranked #1 in the league in their power rankings - but I finally get to see them play this coming Sunday, when they come to play the Vikings at the Metrodome.  I'm really rather excited, even though we'll be up in the nosebleed seats.  I'll be wearing my 49ers shirt and rooting on my team.  (This is one of only two times I would root against the Vikings - the other is when they play the Patriots.)  So this bucket list item will be checked off in two days.  Go Niners!

Publish a book.  This is really the most important item on this list.  In theory, I could publish a book at any time by going the self-publishing route, but I really want to get a traditional publisher.  I hope, if I keep writing and finishing a book every year or two, that eventually I'll get a publisher's attention.  I guess we'll see.  Eventually, though, if years go by with no publisher, I may self-publish something.

Catch a foul ball or a homerun at a baseball game.  I've come close at some Twins games, and other games, but never gotten one.  I need to start going to more baseball games (I didn't make it to a single Twins game this year).

Hit a home run.  I play on a softball team during the summer and fall, and played baseball growing up.  I've hit in-the-park home runs, but never hit one over the fence.  I've come close, but not quite.  Eventually, it's got to happen.  Time to hit the batting cages.

Make it to all 50 states.  This one takes a little more of a commitment.  I've currently been to 39 of the 50 states (missing Hawaii, Oregon, California, Rhode Island, Idaho, Oklahoma, Mississippi, Louisiana, Georgia, South Carolina, North Dakota).  Some of them will be easy.  I'll get out to California at some point to visit my brother.  North Dakota is only four hours away.  A southeastern United States road trip would take care of a good chunk of them.  Others (Rhode Island) will be tougher.

Monday, September 17, 2012

The Mountain, Explained

Sometimes when I write things, I don't know if it comes across the way I mean it to.  I wonder if people just think I'm nuts (rightfully so, of course).  So, I decided to write up an explanation of the meaning behind the short story I recently posted.  So, here goes.

The story is basically about sin.  Sin is something that can creep in and control us, without us even knowing it.  And it doesn't just take over in an instant; it takes time.  It takes steps, gaining footholds where it can.  It's a Slow Fade.  In the story, the man has a nice, pleasant existence on the prairie, until sand starts to build up around his house.  The sand is meant to symbolize sin.  It grows and overtakes us, and we often fight against it, even though we're usually the reason behind it.  We build our house up to try and escape it, but it catches up with us.  We exert so much energy running from our sin, instead of confronting it.  Soon the sin covers us, and there is not even a hint of our former life.  There is just the sin.

The sand represents the sin we bring on ourselves, for it was the man himself to piled it up.  The creatures in the prairie are meant to symbolize the world, and how it (and Satan) attack our weaknesses.  The house and his crops represent our lives, for sin and the world comes and buries it, and destroys it.  And, of course, the warrior represents Christ, who comes to save us from ourselves, despite the mess we've made.  He gave his life for us, and yet he is not subject to death, for he is still alive.

So, yeah.  There's that.

I'll try to have a new post soon, talking about my new project - novel #3.