In the book When Christians Get it Wrong, Adam Hamilton tackles the issues – homosexuality, politics, faith and science, other religions, and suffering – tha…
In the book When Christians Get it Wrong, Adam Hamilton tackles the issues – homosexuality, politics, faith and science, other religions, and suffering – tha…

Many high schools offer an Internship class to students during their senior year. Students spend two, sometimes more, hours each day with lawyers, accountants, teachers, physical therapists, veterinarians, decorators or another professional in a career in which they are interested. If a student determines the career choice is one that doesn’t interest him, then he’s (his parents?) saved a great deal of money in college. If it does prove to be of interest, then the student generally pursues the curriculum with greater passion.
Years ago, I taught an Internship class and, in preparing to do so, had to spend hours during the summer shadowing some of the places/people where our interns would be assigned. One of the employers shared information that I continue to repeat to my students every year even though I no longer teach the internship class.
He told me that he will not hire anyone who does not correctly spell a word that is already on the job application. “If a person can’t pay attention to detail on the job application, how can I expect attention to detail on the job itself?”
Last night, I tripped across this site, 150 Funniest Resume Mistakes. Are they funny? Yes, depending on which side of the resume you happen to be on. What’s not so funny is that some of the mistakes were due to any one of the number of errors I ask my students to pay attention to every year.
So, here’s evidence that there’s something worse than not passing English…it’s not getting hired.
(I’ve included a few here. You can click on the link for the rest.)
Read more at: http://jobmob.co.il/blog/funniest-resume-mistakes/#ixzz0uktzq4Ev

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(from Christa: Woman in bathing suit NOT drawn to my scale…unfortunately.)
If you belong to a book club, I encourage you to read what Nora St.Laurent wrote over at Novel Journey about THE BOOKCLUB NETWORK.
I hope you consider joining because, as both an author and reader, I appreciate the passionate efforts of The Bookclub Network in connecting us to one another.
And, if you work for or manage a bookstore, this would be a great venue for you as well.
Books and writing have saved my life.
Not literally, of course, like being protected by a bulletproof vest of hardbacks and Anna Karenina-sized paperbacks. But they’ve been, figuratively, life preservers when I’m drowning in a sea of chaos, frustration, anger, grief or all of the above.
What they’ve provided for me is a haven; a place to retreat when all the other doors are slamming. Writing isn’t always an art I can fully share. It’s not like a painting propped on an easel or a tune coaxed from the strings of a violin. But to be able to pull a thought through my brain like so many scarves out of a magician’s sleeve and watch my hand glide across the barren whiteness of paper and create something from nothing is amazing.
Certainly, not all I write is amazing. Often it’s a mess of emotional brain urp. But the process fascinates me. In the same way that I’m still fascinated waves travel through the air, find their way to my car, and convert themselves into music that comes back out of my speakers as waves again. I mean, how WOW is that? Invisible stuff. Floating through people and places and things and producing stuff.
So, too, writing is that act of creation. A garden of safety…before the Fall.
What do books and/or writing mean to you?

1. So, while I and many of my writer friends are brooding, writing, angsting, plotting, marketing, writing…here’s a new book I discovered yesterday: MILK EGGS VODKA Grocery Lists Lost and Found. And here’s a blurb: HOW Books introduces “Milk Eggs Vodka: Grocery Lists Lost and Found,” a new book by über-collector Bill Keaggy. “Milk Eggs Vodka” features 300 real grocery lists recovered from shopping carts and parking lots across America and other corners of the globe. Keaggy dissects each list with his acerbic wit and offers intriguing insights about what we eat and why.
I spotted the book yesterday before my writing workshop and booksigning at Bay Books in Bay St. Louis, MS. Delightful group of writers and artists at the workshop, and I loved just hanging out, cruising the shelves and talking to Kay Gough.
Obviously, I’m missing a wealth of opportunities for books as further evidenced by: Found: The Best Lost, Tossed, and Forgotten Items From Around the World.
I actually think these books are brilliant social commentaries, and I find them fascinating. If nothing else, I think I’ll buy them because somewhere in there is a book waiting to happen.
2. As if we need more proof that getting drunk is the epitome of stupidity (love the sound of that…): A 47-year-old (as in the name of everything holy, how many brain cells have you already murdered) man lost a bet with his drinking buddies. So…what’s a guy going to do? Well, when you only drink six, and they’ve had more, you let them set your prosthetic leg on fire.
What’s truly fortunate and amazing is that they did manage to distinguish the prosthetic leg from the real one. The flames, however, did not. They spread to his butt and back.
And his drinking buddies helped, right? Sure they did. As reported by the Las Cruses Sun-News, “The sheriff’s office said the man took his clothes off because of the pain and his friends decided to take him to the hospital. But they got nervous and instead dropped him off on the side of the highway.”
3. Attorney General Eric Holder Jr. said that the ten Russian spies “posed a potential threat to the United States” by explaining (justifying?) the recent trade.
Okay. Then why did it take TEN YEARS of watching them to determine that?
4. Ray Nagin is no longer mayor of New Orleans (can I hear an “AMEN!”), but his arrogant carelessness lives on. The city had $72 million in its “rainy day fund” in 2007. From 2007-2009, it must have stormed to the tune of $65,000 a day because the fund today is zero.
Over $3 million was spent on Armstrong Park, which he touted as his legacy. I suppose therein lies the irony; the park is trashed because the contractors he hired were inept. And the ten foot statue of Louis Armstrong was not only cracked, here’s the rest of the report from Times-Picayune’s Jarvis DeBerry:
“Not only did the company demonstrate an inability to install sidewalks; not only did the company damage the statue of this city’s most influential musician and cultural ambassador; but A.M.E. Disaster Recovery also damaged curbing, knocked a light pole into the lagoon, broke manholes and sprinkler pipes and cut power and phone lines.”
Perhaps he was the spy left behind…

invites aspiring writers to a free writing workshop at 2:30 p.m. led by Christa Allan. Her debut novel is Walking On Broken Glass, and she weaves stories of unscripted grace with threads of hope, humor, and heart. The mother of five and grandmother of three, Christa teaches high school English. She and her husband, Ken live in Abita Springs, Louisiana. Seating is limited so pre-register by calling 463 2688. Christa Allan will sign her books from 4 to 5:30 at Bay Books.

“For the first month of Ricardo and Felicity’s affair, they greeted one another at
every stolen rendezvous with a kiss – a lengthy, ravenous kiss, Ricardo lapp
ing and sucking at Felicity’s mouth as if she were a giant cage-mounted water bottle and he were the world’s thirstiest gerbil.”
And that, my friends, was written by novelist Molly Ringle of Seattle making her the First Prize Winner of the 2010 Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest. One of the few, if not only contests where the best bad writing wins.
The contest has been sponsored by San Jose State University since 1982. It is named after the man who wrote the following first line:
“It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents–except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness.”
–Edward George Bulwer-Lytton, Paul Clifford (1830)
In an interview with the Seattle Times, Ringle said, “You kind of have to have a certain amount of skill to write a sentence so bad it would win. You have to work at it.” That’s the crux of it. To be terrible, purposely terrible, is actually quite different from being cluelessly terrible. The first one requires skill; the second one requires, well, not much.
And for your laughing pleasure, here are a few more:
The First Prize in the DETECTIVE Genre was written by Steve Lynch of San Marcos, CA:
“She walked into my office wearing a body that would make a man write bad checks, but in this paperless age you would first have to obtain her ABA Routing Transit Number and Account Number and then disable your own Overdraft Protection in order to do so.”
And for you HISTORICAL Fictioners, here’s first prize winner Mary Ann Unger’s (of Ewing, NJ) entry:
“In Southwestern Germany just east of the Luxemburg border and north of France where history pitted various related Hapsburg Royals against each other and the Archbishops of Trier, the Abbots of St. Maximin, various members of the nobility, and mobs of axe-bearing villagers, there stands a ruin whose building stones mostly were carted off to build other buildings.”
ROMANCE winner Paul Chafe of Toronto, ON penned the following:
“Trent, I love you,” Fiona murmured, and her nostrils flared at the faint trace of her lover’s masculine scent, sending her heart racing and her mind dreaming of the life they would live together, alternating sumptuous world cruises with long, romantic interludes in the mansion on his private island, alone together except for the maids, the cook, the butler, and Dirk and Rafael, the hard-bodied pool boys.”
You can read other entries and honorable mentions HERE.
The rules to the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest (from the above site):
Each entry must consist of a single sentence but you may submit as many entries as you wish. (One fellow once submitted over 3,000 entries.)
Sentences may be of any length BUT WE STRONGLY RECOMMEND THAT ENTRIES NOT GO BEYOND 50 OR 60 WORDS, and entries must be “original” (as it were) and previously unpublished.
Surface mail entries should be submitted on index cards, the sentence on one side and the entrant’s name, address, and phone number on the other.
E-mail entries should be in the body of the message, NOT IN AN ATTACHMENT (and it would be really swell if you submitted your entries in Arial 12 font). One e-mail may contain multiple entries.
Entries will be judged by categories, from “general” to detective, western, science fiction, romance, and so on. There will be overall winners as well as category winners.
The official deadline is April 15 (a date that Americans associate with painful submissions and making up bad stories). The actual deadline may be as late as May 30 (the 2009 results will be released by mid-June).
The contest accepts submissions every day of the livelong year.
Wild Card Rule: Resist the temptation to work with puns like “It was a stark and dormy night.”
Finally, in keeping with the gravitas, high seriousness, and general bignitude of the contest, the grand prize winner will receive . . . a pittance.
Send your entries to:
Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest
Department of English
San Jose State University
San Jose, CA 95192-0090, or
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