Loretta LaRoche’s book, Life is Not a Stress Rehearsal, has truly been fodder for thought. It was so funny – and so real – that I even read long portions to my husband as we lay in bed at night. I just had to share it with him. Not so much to enlighten him, but to share evidence that someone else thinks like he does! Yes, he’s wonderful and smart and funny – but don’t tell him that, OK? I wanted to just let him know, “Hey, now I get some of what you’ve been saying.” So much of what she covers has to do with communication. She comically weaves around it but when she’s done with the basket – it holds all the communication issues between genders,...
Read MoreDoes content really matter? I just finished Loretta Laroche’s 2001 book, Life is Not a Stress Rehearsal. She takes a humorous look at the absurdity of life in America at 2001 – and how it relates to the stress levels we feel. (Guess why I picked this book up off the library shelves …) In between all the Duh! and giggles is a nugget of truth – which is where the humor comes from, sadly. One topic she splits wide open is conversation – and it’s messy and sticky like a cracked and bleeding watermelon. There it is – splayed wide open with tempting juicy fruit and we’re afraid to eat it because it’s a mess – just like the state of conversation today. She...
Read MoreI read a novel a few years ago that I both loved and despised. How can that be? Well, the language was beautiful. The way the words were strung together was lyrical. I found myself reading sentences aloud just to hear them tripping off the tongue. But the problem with the book was that the story being told was trite and boring. It was about as exciting as watching paint dry. I have to admit it was a good book to read before bed. However, I wanted all the beautiful words to make the story magical – or enticing – or give it some life. Failing that, it went on and on, never once drawing me in and forcing me to read into the wee hours. The purpose of words is to...
Read MoreThis morning I was trying to cram more stuff into my purse like puzzle pieces so it would all fit. Needless to say, as the day wore on and items kept falling out, I realized what a mistake I had made. I was the mastermind behind the aggravation I dealt with all day. Writing is like that, too. You can’t cram too much into a paragraph or paper or else it becomes more aggravation than communication. When too many ideas are jumbled together and are not explained fully or connected to each other, it’s confusing. When you send a customer a message that is confusing, it becomes an aggravation and you know what happens then. What do you think will happen when they receive...
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