Skip to main content

Practice Caring -- Writer's Post #400

Make me care.

I ran across this three-word piece of advice to writers last night, and I thought, “Of course. What else is there?”

This morning, after having a chance to sleep on those three words (so to speak), I’m reminded that there is plenty of good writing out there, but not everyone cares about it. So, it may be the writer’s job to make readers care, but the writer cannot do it all by himself.

It’s like an English teacher presenting grammar material to his students. He can see it in their eyes. “Make me care.” How? How can he do it? Learning grammar will never be like watching a Die Hard movie. It will never be like playing Halo. And it will never be like making a great dunk or jump shot. 

Perhaps, then, the statement must be spoken by each individual for him- or herself. When we’re not interested in something, don’t think it has any direct meaning or value for us, we need find ourselves a mirror, look ourselves straight in the eye, and tell ourselves straight-up, “Make me care.” We have to find a way, each of us, to connect.

Caring develops. With practice.

What’s the best way to make yourself care about things you’re just not that interested in?

Excellence can be obtained if you:
… care more than others think is wise;
… risk more than others think is safe;
… dream more than others think is practical;
… expect more than others think is possible.
-- Author unknown


Popular posts from this blog

Summer Day Trip #1: Caledonia, Minnesota

The Wired Rooster Coffee Shoppe -- Caledonia, Minnesota

I've lived in Minnesota for over ten years, sure, but that doesn't mean I've actually seen much of the state. Like most people, I know what I know, and I go where I go. And that's the extent of it. But once I resigned myself to the fact that I wasn't going to make it to Alaska this summer, it occurred to me that I had plenty of sites to explore in the immediate region.

First stop: Caledonia, Minnesota. Where's that? It's a small town in the southeast corner of the state. Before I opened my Rand McNally Road Atlas, I had never heard of it, and before I punched the town name into Trip Advisor, I didn't know if there was anything there worth visiting.

Distance from home: About 75 miles.

Challenge #1: Leaving by 6:30 a.m.

Challenge #2: Taking my dog, Atticus.

Actually, Atticus is a good dog on a road trip, but the forecast indicated that it was going to get into the 90s. I wanted to leave early in the …