Saying Goodbye to Geebye

Every group has that one quirky person that gets messed with and laughed at constantly. Think Johnny Drama from Entourage or Milhouse from the Simpsons. Despite all the jokes, put-downs and abuse, this quintessential role player rarely gets upset and remains content, rolling with the punches and accepted among the pack.

What is fascinating about this person is that as much crap as they take, they are a pillar of the group’s structure and are sorely missed when they are gone. Think about the times when that fall-guy is absent from your group. When the jokester at the office goes on vacation. When the dorky kid at the lunch table is home sick. What happens? Things go way off kilter and the group does not function as it should. There are lulls in conversations, awkward pauses, few jokes and no zen.

In my family the quirky, lovable, blunt of our jokes was Ginger: our golden retriever lab mutt. She was the oldest dog of four in our pack, had one eye removed due to a tumor, part of her liver removed due to another ailment and had been through a lot in her 15 years.

As a puppy she was tied up in blankets, dunked under water and given batteries to lick. We put peanut butter on her nose and laughed hysterically at how long it would take her to lick it all off. And you know what? She loved every minute of it, relishing in her role.

Ginger, who also went by Gin-Gin, Geebye, YanYaWooz, Coorglios and Girgenhelper, loved chasing leaves when she went swimming and barking at planes flying overhead.

When she got excited, she would smile and show her teeth, shake her behind and bury her head in her front paws, almost out of embarrassment for being so excited. She loved being scratched (as most dogs do) and meeting new people. But the irony was that given how excited she got and the amount of fur she shed, most people hesitated before petting her.

Once you dug in though, she let you know she liked it. Groaning, twisting, wagging, nudging for more…she remains to this day the best dog to scratch behind the ears I have ever met.

On March 6, 2010 we had to put Ginger down.

The old age, arthritis and osteosarcoma in her leg took their toll. She was in bad shape for about two weeks before she broke her infected leg on a routine misstep in the middle of the night. The doctors said that she would not have been a good candidate for amputation or chemotherapy.

This was the first time we had had to pull the plug on one of our pups and it was one of the most painful and difficult experiences our family has gone through in a very long time. But as gut wrenching as it was, when I think about how she went out, I cannot help but smile because it went right along with how Ginger did everything else in her life.

Prior to Ginger’s departure, my brother and sister, who live out of state, came back home for the weekend. We knew the end was getting near and they wanted to see her in case something happened. When Ginger’s leg broke, it was only hours after we were all back together. Like she knew the pack was complete again and the time was right for her to go. Her exit was also her most beautiful act: she brought the pack together one last time, to say goodbye.

So today, take note and give thanks to the Ginger in your pack. Buy your buddy a beer in between insults. Take the office spaz out to lunch. Or, just give that funny, tail-wagging, fur-shedding family member an extra cookie and a nice scratch behind the ears to let her know how much she means to you.

All dogs go to heaven, and Ginger is up there smiling, helping everybody get along.

Literary Dendrology: Feed your writing tree

Are you a writer?

Think about the question before you answer it. Yes? No? Kinda?

Most professional or former journalists, authors, poets, communicators and all those in between, respond with a brisk and emphatic “yes.” They roll their eyes at the audacity of such an indictment, contemplating whether they have time to keep reading this post.

People in other trades either say “no” because they don’t write for a living, or “kinda” when they remember the creative writing class they took in college, the journal they kept while backpacking through Europe or the mommy blog they just launched.

Whatever category you fall into, “Yes,” “No” or “Kinda,” you’re more of a writer than you think, and thus, very much a writer.* Unfortunately, this often gets overlooked.

Many motivated individuals get consumed by their careers. It’s not necessarily a bad thing and usually comes with the territory of having a strong work ethic and a drive to succeed. That being said, don’t forget about your writing at work. How do you come off in emails? What kind of thought do you put into post-it notes stuck to co-worker’s desks, birthday-card signatures or text messages? Are they conveying the messages you want? Your writing represents you, so make sure it’s acting appropriately on your behalf.

While your day job brings home the bacon, your extracurricular activities set the table.

A ton of valuable writing takes place outside of the workplace and gets lost in the shuffle. For example, when I was a full-time journalist, I struggled to keep a personal journal, write funny letters to friends or maintain a steady stream of posts on my travel blog. After agonizing over a story, hunched in front of a laptop all day, the last thing I wanted to do when I got home was spend the next 30 minutes blogging or scribbling in my journal. As a result my news- and feature-story writing grew stronger, while my creative and familiar writing weakened.

We, as writers (of every kind), need to exercise, embrace and most importantly, exhaust every channel. Staying up all night, skipping lunches and ignoring personal hygiene to complete a project, prepare a presentation or finish a story is commendable, but it’s what you do when you’re done that makes the difference. Feed that writing need with another hundred words instead of sedating it with a break on the couch.

Assign a goal, direction and priority to each of your writing avenues. Take 15 minutes to let loose and vent in your journal every day. Start a weekly blog for your small business to keep clients informed and up-to-date. Keep in touch with long-distance friends through annual letters. Every word you write affects every other word you write and the sooner you nourish all the branches, the stronger the tree will be.

“You always have to realize you are constantly in a state of becoming.” – Bob Dylan

So when a new writing opportunity presents itself, treat it as you would any other branch on the tree. These days, you can’t go an hour without coming across some reference to social media. Dig into it. How strong and effective are your tweets? Are you getting what you want from your Facebook status updates? Do you speak leet? WordPress says, “CODE IS POETRY.” What kind of poems do you write? These new branches might grow to produce fruit or whither and get pruned, either way, you’ve got to give them a chance.

Angelo Pierattini, one of my favorite Chilean musicians, told me “I want…to never be content with where I am. I always want to have the drive to create something new.” Words to live by, but easier said than done.

For example, my home “office” (pretty much a desk and a chair in an otherwise empty spare bedroom) grew stale after a few months of use. I began to avoid it because it equaled work for me. So now, when I set up my laptop to grind away at home, I make a concerted effort to change rooms. For the past few weeks, all my notes were laid out on the kitchen table. This week I’ve taken over the living room couch and coffee table. Next week it’s probably back up to the spare bedroom or maybe the balcony. How do you keep things fresh when it’s so easy to get comfortable and settle into a routine?

Trees, like people, have various sizes, shapes, colors and lifespans. You may have a perfectly-manicured bonsai, a newborn ficus or a sprawling cyprus. But whatever kind of writing tree you’ve got, the fact remains that it needs constant attention. So, care for every branch, give it fresh water daily and expose it to plenty of sunlight. Then, watch it grow.

How healthy is your writing tree?


*Not everyone agrees with this notion.