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		<title>Wondering why my posts are showing up here out of order?</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Aug 2009 14:48:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Edward F. Gumnick</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>I’m glad you asked.</p>
<p>I was 10 days into a 50-day writing workshop called “50/50 Fall 2008” when Hurricane Ike arrived last September. Several days of pandemonium and 11 days without power pushed the workshop to the back burner, where it remained until recently. Except for one anomalous book review, I didn’t make time to put [...]]]></description>
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<p>I was 10 days into a 50-day writing workshop called “50/50 Fall 2008” when Hurricane Ike arrived last September. Several days of pandemonium and 11 days without power pushed the workshop to the back burner, where it remained until recently. Except for one anomalous book review, I didn’t make time to put anything else on the blog for most of&nbsp;a&nbsp;year.</p>
<p>A couple of weeks ago, I revived the 50/50 workshop as part of the process of coaching a friend through an exploration of her own writing. I’d been working the exercises for 10 days or so before it occurred to me that I should post them at <a href="http://www.incompleaticonoclast.com" target="_self">Incompleat Iconoclast</a>. I’m putting up the newer pieces as I write them, but in the interest of not burying my few subscribers in a whole bunch of messages at once, I’m spreading out posting the older ones until I get caught up. (But I’m dating them at the time I wrote them so that they’ll appear in chronological order on the blog.)</p>
<p><a href="mailto:efg@incompleaticonoclast.com?subject=Re: Wondering why my posts…">Write to me</a> if you want to know more!</p>
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		<title>Exercise #14: Lead Line: “I cannot help noticing all the things that…”</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 20 Jul 2009 05:58:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Edward F. Gumnick</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>I cannot help noticing all the things that I let get in the way of writing. I came in here more than an hour ago, and my agenda was clear: to write for another half hour, including coming up with something in response to this prompt, and then to get my ass to bed at [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I cannot help noticing all the things that I let get in the way of writing. I came in here more than an hour ago, and my agenda was clear: to write for another half hour, including coming up with something in response to this prompt, and then to get my ass to bed at a reasonable hour. But no. I had to have a quick look at Facebook. And then I had to see what was going on over at two or three other “social networking” sites (read: places to meet guys). Nothing was going on, but I didn’t let that stop me from distracting myself there for a while. Then back to Facebook, because I was thinking about what I’d said to my young cousin, Michelle, about maybe setting up a fan page for the Gumnick family. But then I determined that they don’t really accommodate family sites in the “fan page” model, so I had to figure out where to go to set up a group, and then I had to nose around to figure out which category a family group gets filed into. And then I had to figure out a name and description for the group. And then I had to find <em>jussssst</em> the right photo for the group page. And then I had to tweak some of the wording a little. And send an invitation to all of the family members who are on Facebook. And then remember a few in-laws I’d forgotten. Then I had to go back to one of those other sites to reply to a couple of messages that had come in while I was tinkering on Facebook.</p>
<p>And mixed in with all of that, there was a fair amount of staring blankly at the screen and thinking, “I should stop messing around and get to writing, or I’m going to be up half the night. But first, let me see what this thing over here is.” [Sound of mouse click.]</p>
<p>But now I’m here, and I’m writing. So get off my back already.<br />
<hr /><i><b>Note:</b> The title of this assignment is self-explanatory, I think. It didn’t inspire any flashes of creative brilliance (or even dull glows thereof), but I’m sticking to a “warts and all” policy of posting everything I write in this workshop.</i></p>
<p><font size="-2">© 2009 Edward F. Gumnick</font></p>
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		<title>Exercise #11: Favorite Thing to Do in Your Favorite City</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Jul 2009 04:55:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Edward F. Gumnick</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>I’ve decided to return to the online workshop on which I was working when Hurricane Ike arrived last September. Had some trouble with the first prompt, though. My first attempt turned into unpublishable erotica. Here’s my second attempt:</p>
Fragment #2
<p>I want all of my life to be like these moments:</p>

The day that Continental canceled our flight [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><i>I’ve decided to return to the online workshop on which I was working when Hurricane Ike arrived last September. Had some trouble with the first prompt, though. My first attempt turned into unpublishable erotica. Here’s my second attempt:</i></p>
<h3>Fragment #2</h3>
<p>I want all of my life to be like these moments:</p>
<ul>
<li>The day that Continental canceled our flight out of Rome, so we spent the day exploring Ostia. We surprised ourselves with how much fun we could cram into one unexpected extra day of vacation.</li>
<li>The day you led me through rush-hour traffic to Griffith Park, then showed me where the trail began. I was energized by your kindness.</li>
<li>The day the cold front blew through the city, and then you took me to your soccer practice. It was too cold for me to spend two hours waiting on a bench, so I wandered the unfamiliar neighborhood until I found a coffee shop open. Then I came back and climbed up and down the pedestrian staircase to to the road high on the hill above the soccer field to keep warm. While I walked the stairs, I had a heart-to-heart talk directed at a silent God. I told him that I thought he was irrelevant, and that I’d listened to his people and their bad ideas for long enough.</li>
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		<title>Book Review: Trick or Treatment</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2009 20:49:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Edward F. Gumnick</dc:creator>
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<p>In Trick or Treatment: The Undeniable Facts About Alternative Medicine, Simon Singh and Edzard Ernst, M.D., set out to analyze the scientific literature on acupuncture, homeopathy, chiropractic, herbal medicine, and a host of other modalities of so-called alternative and complementary medicine. The book begins with a long, fascinating chapter about the history of medicine and [...]]]></description>
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<p>In <strong><i>Trick or Treatment: The Undeniable Facts About Alternative Medicine</i></strong>, Simon Singh and Edzard Ernst, M.D., set out to analyze the scientific literature on acupuncture, homeopathy, chiropractic, herbal medicine, and a host of other modalities of so-called alternative and complementary medicine. The book begins with a long, fascinating chapter about the history of medicine and the emergence of the modern, evidence-based approach to medicine—<i>i.e.</i>, conventional, Western, or allopathic medicine. Their stated purpose is to keep an open mind while applying the principles of evidence-based medicine to popular alternative modalities. Their backgrounds as medical outsiders and the careful, measured language of the introduction gave this skeptical reader confidence <span id="more-140"></span>that the authors would be able to satisfy this goal.</p>
<p>But in my case, Singh and Ernst were preaching to the choir. I listen regularly to several podcasts that focus on science and skepticism (<i>e.g.</i>, <i><a href="http://www.quackcast.com" target="_blank">QuackCast</a></i> and <i><a href="http://theskepticsguide.org" target="_blank">The Skeptic’s Guide to the Universe</a></i>) and I follow medical news and blogs (<i>e.g.</i>, <i><a href="http://www.sciencebasedmedicine.org" target="_blank">Science&#8209;Based Medicine</a></i>). So I probably have a better idea of the current medical consensus on some of these modalities than most members of the general public. I was not surprised by their conclusions, which found most alternative modalities to fall somewhere in the range between barely useful and downright dangerous.</p>
<p>I know a lot of alt-med True Believers, though, and I fear that Singh and Ernst are overly optimistic about the willingness of the proponents of alternative medicine to rely on science as the best way of understanding the world. Any sensible person who’s willing to spend 10 minutes googling “homeopathy” can figure out pretty quickly that this particular form of “medicine” has absolutely no plausible mechanism, and yet Americans spent $1.5 billion on homeopathic remedies in 2000. I suspect that believers in complementary and alternative medicine don’t <i>want</i> to know what science has to say about these modalities, because they don’t know enough about science to evaluate its conclusions. I would enthusiastically prescribe <i>Trick or Treatment</i> for anyone who’s interested in the facts about alternative treatment modalities. But I make no promises that it will cure the lack of intellectual curiosity that infects the alt-med True Believer.</p>
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		<title>Well said</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 17:42:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Edward F. Gumnick</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>“The role of the social architect recognizes that acting on what matters for one person will happen in concert with those around that person. Individual effort will not be enough. If we do not encourage others to find their own meaning, their own voice, we will never be able to sustain our own.”</p>
—Peter Block, from [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote><p>“The role of the social architect recognizes that acting on what matters for one person will happen in concert with those around that person. Individual effort will not be enough. If we do not encourage others to find their own meaning, their own voice, we will never be able to sustain our own.”</p></blockquote>
<div align="right">—Peter Block, from <i>The Answer to<br />
How Is Yes: Acting on What Matters</i></div>
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		<title>50/50 Fall 2008, Exercise #7: Lineage story</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 05:31:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>I don’t know a whole lot about my lineage. It seems safe to say that my family didn’t come over on the Mayflower, or I would probably have heard about it, right? From the little information we have, it’s more likely that most of my ancestors came to the New World much more recently, in [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don’t know a whole lot about my lineage. It seems safe to say that my family didn’t come over on the <em>Mayflower</em>, or I would probably have heard about it, right? From the little information we have, it’s more likely that most of my ancestors came to the New World much more recently, in the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries. On an encouraging note, that means my family is probably off the hook for ever having owned any African slaves. I’m told that my niece and nephew, however, are related by way of my brother-in-law’s family to Jefferson Davis. But that’s their karmic burden to work out. As for us Gumnicks, it’s more probable that our ancestors were somebody else’s slaves—or “serfs,” as they were called back when European white people owned <span id="more-125"></span>other European white people.</p>
<p>When I was young, I had a fantasy that as an infant, I had somehow been switched—by a wild and convoluted set of circumstances that I never went to the trouble of trying to contrive—with Prince Edward. Yes, <i>that</i> Prince Edward, the Earl of Wessex, the youngest son of the Queen of England (and Canada and Australia and all sorts of other places around the globe). The fact that his name was Edward and that we’re about the same age made the fantasy seem more plausible than any of the other switched-at-birth scenarios I could come up with. I hoped that some day the mistake would be rectified and I would get to go live in a castle and ride polo ponies and go to Cambridge and be third in the line of succession to the English crown. I let go of that fantasy long before Edward was demoted to seventh in line by the births of his nieces and nephews and became as bald and dorky as all of his male relatives. You only have to look at a <a href=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prince_Edward,_Earl_of_Wessex target=_blank>photograph</a> to know without a doubt that he’s Prince Charles’s little brother.</p>
<p>So it turned out that I’m just the youngest son of Jim and Jean Gumnick, and every time I look in the mirror, I see a little more of Dad.</p>
<p>As far as I know, our ethnic heritages or national origins include Polish, Austro-Hungarian, French-German (Alsatian, woof!), and Irish with maybe a touch of Pennsylvania Dutch thrown in. We can’t claim any royalty, nobility, or even commoners of great distinction in our bloodlines. But I think one of the birthrights of Americans of mixed ancestry should be the right to claim anyone you like as one of your ancestors—whether by genes, by culture, or just by affinity. And so I claim descent from Genghis Khan by way of his first grandson, Orda Khan, who invaded Poland in the thirteenth century. It’s entirely possible that he left behind some Mongol-Polish offspring, and I credit the Khan genes for my natural talent for leadership and my propensity for cross-cultural communication.</p>
<p>Culturally, I consider myself a descendant of Leonardo Da Vinci. He was creative, imaginative, left-handed, at least a little bit crazy, and is reported to have had a weakness for men much younger than himself. A man after mine own heart. I think I will start referring to him as “my uncle Leonardo.”<br />
<hr /><i><b>Note:</b> The assignment was to write a story about some aspect of “lineage.”</i></p>
<p><font size="-2">© 2008 Edward F. Gumnick</font></p>
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		<title>50/50 Fall 2008, Exercise #6: “We never ask for the things we need the most…”</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 04:10:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Edward F. Gumnick</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Five False Starts</p>
<p>“We never ask for the things we need the most.” I don’t know if I agree with that statement, so what am I going to do with it? If we’re in touch with who we are, we do ask for the things we need the most. But I guess a lot of people [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><b>Five False Starts</b></p>
<p>“We never ask for the things we need the most.” I don’t know if I agree with that statement, so what am I going to do with it? If we’re in touch with who we are, we <i>do</i> ask for the things we need the most. But I guess a lot of people go through life without asking. Who is this “we”?</p>
<div align="center">—</div>
<p>“We never ask for the things we need the most,” she said to me.</p>
<p>“What do you mean by that?” I said.</p>
<p>“I mean, we say we want independence, but what we want is financial security. We say we want justice, but we’d <span id="more-124"></span>rather have revenge.”</p>
<div align="center">—</div>
<p>We never ask for the things we need the most. No, strike that. We ask for the things we need, but we don’t actually want them. We ask for Truth, but Truth isn’t what we want. We want a good story. We want a <i>great</i> story. We want a story of wonder and magic and nobility and heroism, but Truth doesn’t tell that kind of story. Truth tells stories about suffering and survival and the slow passage of time….</p>
<div align="center">—</div>
<p>We never ask for the things we need the most. And most of us make do, we find our way, we get by with what comes our way from the goodness or grace or benevolence or lucky indifference of the universe. But once in a while, one of us gets lost, one of us becomes isolated, or perhaps I should say, one of us becomes more isolated even than all the rest. He finds himself in a place where no one can reach him, and he does something terrible, something desperate, and puts himself in a position where no one can give him anything at all.</p>
<div align="center">—</div>
<p>“We never ask for the things we need the most.” I don’t know what that means. I’ve tried imagining those words in the voice of a frustrated seeker, an unsatisfied lover, an angry materialist, or the witness to a suicide, but I don’t like where any of these stories lead.</p>
<p>What else to say?</p>
<p>We never ask for the things we need the most, because as long as we don’t ask, then we can blame the other person for not giving those things to us, and so our unhappiness is someone else’s fault. As soon as we ask, we accept responsibility for the consequences of having expressed our desires.</p>
<p>Is that true? Does it matter?</p>
<p>To ask for what we need the most is to accept responsibility for our own destinies.<br />
<hr /><i><b>Note:</b> The prompt for today’s assignment—the lead line “We never ask for the things we need the most”—comes from the writer Nicole Krauss, author of </i>The History of Love<i>.</i></p>
<p><font size="-2">© 2008 Edward F. Gumnick</font></p>
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		<title>But Wait! There’s More….</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 22:40:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Edward F. Gumnick</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>In addition to the launch of the Fall 2008 50/50 workshop, today also marks the first day of a new project in which I’m participating, called “100 Words.” For the month of September, I’ll be writing an installment of exactly 100 words every day and submitting it to the 100 Words site. When I complete [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In addition to the launch of the <a href="http://incompleaticonoclast.com/blog/?cat=74">Fall 2008 50/50 workshop</a>, today also marks the first day of a new project in which I’m participating, called “100 Words.” For the month of September, I’ll be writing an installment of <em>exactly</em> 100 words every day and submitting it to the <a href="http://www.100words.com" target="_blank">100 Words</a> site. When I complete the month, the folks who run 100 Words will publish my contributions on the site. But I don’t want to make my readers wait that long, so I’m going to post them here as I write ’em.</p>
<p><a href="http://incompleaticonoclast.com/blog/?p=110">Read the first installment.</a></p>
<p>See <a href="http://www.100words.com" target="_blank">the 100 Words site</a> for more details about how the idea works.</p>
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		<title>Hey Kids! It’s Time for Another 50/50!</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 22:05:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Edward F. Gumnick</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>I’ve signed up again for “50/50,” Max Regan’s 50-day online workshop. “Students will receive a writing exercise via e-mail each day and will write at least one page of text a day,” says Max’s introduction to the course. Fifty days, fifty pages—hence the title. For more information about the course, visit Max’s 50/50 blog.</p>
<p>The class [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I’ve signed up again for “50/50,” <a href="http://www.hollowdeckpress.com/bio.html#max" target="_blank">Max Regan</a>’s 50-day online workshop. “Students will receive a writing exercise via e-mail each day and will write at least one page of text a day,” says Max’s introduction to the course. Fifty days, fifty pages—hence the title. For more information about the course, visit <a href="http://fiftydaysfiftypages.blogspot.com" target="_blank">Max’s 50/50 blog</a>.</p>
<p>The class provides no mechanism for feedback; its purpose is merely to inspire and stimulate participants to cultivate or expand their every-day writing habit. I’m planning to post my 50/50 output here again, however, so that friends and fellow writers who’ve expressed interest or curiosity about my writing can take a look and give me some comments. <a href="http://www.incompleaticonoclast.com/category/50-50-spring-2008/">[View the archive of my 50/50 pieces from the spring 2008 course.]</a></p>
<p>If you’ve found your way here, either because I invited you or just by accident, I’d love to know what you think. Please post your feedback as a comment on the posting to which it applies, or if you’d prefer not to make them public, <a href="mailto:efg@incompleaticonoclast.com?subject=50/50%20Feedback">send me e-mail</a>. (Or call me on the phone if your critique is likely to make me cry.)</p>
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		<title>Boot Camp Day 9: An Apology and a Plea for Patience</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Jul 2008 05:14:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Edward F. Gumnick</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>I embarked on a new initiative today. Inspired by what I’ve accomplished in the Boot Camp, I’ve set an ambitious new goal: to write 3,000 words of first-draft text every day. It’s my hope that with this commitment, I’ll push my daily writing routine to a new level and generate some material I can get [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I embarked on a new initiative today. Inspired by what I’ve accomplished in the Boot Camp, I’ve set an ambitious new goal: to write 3,000 words of first-draft text every day. It’s my hope that with this commitment, I’ll push my daily writing routine to a new level and generate some material I can get published.</p>
<p>Today’s 3,000+ words took the form of several fragments—the very raw beginnings of a few stories and essays mixed together with assorted rants and ramblings. I’m going to select a chunk of 1,000 of those words to send to Max as today’s submission for the Boot Camp class, but I’m not ready to post anything (else) new to the blog today.</p>
<p>But don’t worry! I’ll be posting more here soon.</p>
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