Archive for the “Writing” category
Art from my friends
by Logan on May 15, 2011
I’m fortunate to have many friends who I consider to be artists. They are word wranglers, graphic masters, picture makers, video shooters and creators of awesome things. Some time ago I dreamt about buying a house and giving my friends (…)
Introduction to projects
by Logan on May 6, 2011
Here we are in the first hours of the day and I’m thinking about projects. I feel the need to conceptualize, create, mold, destroy, inspire and work. It’s a feeling that comes often, but one I’ve pushed back lately. I (…)
New theme, new beginning
by Logan on March 30, 2011
As you can see from the post below, I’ve been bad about updating my blog lately. I’m being very generous in my use of the term “lately,” but you get the idea. I’ve been meaning to write more on here (…)
Get a job you slacker
by Logan on September 14, 2010
The headline on this post is for me, but if you find it helpful that’s great. I have a job (it pays the bills) and a passion I pursue 24/7 (it keeps me sane, or somewhat so). I still feel (…)
My week at Poynter and RootedAustin.com
by Logan on July 18, 2010
“Turn to clear vision.” That simple phrase struck me as I looked out over the water in Saint Petersburg. I was there for a Poynter Institute seminar called “Bottom Line News: Creating Sustainable Journalism Start-ups.” It was an amazing week. (…)
The future of journalism school
by Logan on May 5, 2010
I previewed this post way back in February. Whoops. Thankfully, the topic is still just as timely now as it was when I first wrote about it. Some journalism schools have seen an increase in enrollment, despite the treacherous state of (…)
If you don’t have anything nice to say
by Logan on April 7, 2010
My parents said it best: If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all. I’ve tried, and it doesn’t seem to work that way in my life. I usually go for something more like this: If (…)
Where’s the logic?
by Logan on March 27, 2010
I am a thinking creature. I’m self-aware, and much of life I’m aware of occurs in the space between my ears. My brain runs everything that is Logan whether I’m cognizant of it or blissfully ignorant. With enough focus I can grasp (…)
When snow is no longer amusing
by Logan on February 5, 2010
I wanted to go south for Super Bowl XLIV. I had it all planned out: I would get in the Camaro, take the T-tops down, drive until I was barely awake, sleep at the next rest stop and do it (…)
It’s time
by Logan on January 31, 2010
It’s almost February. The cold turns my hands into sandpaper. The snow keeps my beloved Camaro hitched to a parking spot. The wind snatches my breath away without warning. If winter brought simple annoyances like these I could handle it, but this year it also delivered a crippling sense of time.
Time is the worst mangler in my life. I might have too much of it, which leads to boredom. I might not have enough, which leads to panic and poor performance. I might have just the right amount, until someone comes along and asks for help I can’t refuse to give. It might be the right or wrong time, which both come with similar anxieties. I can have a good time, a bad time, a fun time, a time for the ages or any other combination. All this talk about it doesn’t seem to be worth my time, but I can’t help it.