As I try to expand and limit the words I write - expand into areas of interest like writing and limit the amount of talk-writing I do - I have been doing some reading on the topic.
A woman named Maud Newton writing in The New York Times Magazine a few years ago asked if blogging - and I guess this is a blog, right? - was more like writing or more like speech. That question has perplexed me since I read the piece; I am working on an answer. I want it to be more like writing - that is a selfish goal, I know, but there are things to be written - and I still want it to have some value to you, the reader, whoever you are. In that way, then, it would be more like speech.
Everything I do is a work in progress.
Monday, October 26, 2015
Wednesday, October 21, 2015
10/21/2015: Another ending, another...
I haven't written anything since April when I was in training in New Hampshire, which is a bad thing. I no longer work for Western Express - after falling off the flatbed twice without serious injury, I took the little knocks from God as warnings: flatbed trucking is not an old man's work. I was being treated well by my dispatcher, more correctly calls a Driver Manager, or DM for short (an unusual occurrence in the trucking world).
After looking around and considering my options, needs, and wants, I chose Paschall Truck Lines, or PTL for short. They are based in Murray, Kentucky, are 100% employee-owned, and have a pretty good reputation. I was treated well and honestly by the recruiter, who actually ran their marketing department, and my DM. I anticipated them being my last trucking employer - remember, I am retired and really don't want to keep working for the rest of my life.
It all worked out well until my daughter called and asked if I would come live with her in Lawton, Oklahoma and help handle my grandchildren while her husband, my Army son-in-law, was deployed to the Middle East. That didn't take much pondering; I gave my notice and was routed back to Murray, where I rented a car and drove to Lawton.
That as the beginning of September and I've been here since. There have been some struggles and a lot of adjustment on our parts, but it is a commitment I made and will keep. A new job, so to speak. I hope to keep this up. I might even try my hand at writing some. Non-work related things, since I have this need to write and want to create more than just a factual historical record.
We will see, dear reader, whoever you are.
After looking around and considering my options, needs, and wants, I chose Paschall Truck Lines, or PTL for short. They are based in Murray, Kentucky, are 100% employee-owned, and have a pretty good reputation. I was treated well and honestly by the recruiter, who actually ran their marketing department, and my DM. I anticipated them being my last trucking employer - remember, I am retired and really don't want to keep working for the rest of my life.
It all worked out well until my daughter called and asked if I would come live with her in Lawton, Oklahoma and help handle my grandchildren while her husband, my Army son-in-law, was deployed to the Middle East. That didn't take much pondering; I gave my notice and was routed back to Murray, where I rented a car and drove to Lawton.
That as the beginning of September and I've been here since. There have been some struggles and a lot of adjustment on our parts, but it is a commitment I made and will keep. A new job, so to speak. I hope to keep this up. I might even try my hand at writing some. Non-work related things, since I have this need to write and want to create more than just a factual historical record.
We will see, dear reader, whoever you are.
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