J.J. Goodman: Writings, Musings and More

Ok, I admit, yesterday's post was a little heavy. So let us funny walk our way to the other side of my psychosis Monty Python style and delve into something a little lighter... *** So, I was thinking…. (Oh crap, here we go….) You just be quite, imaginary, parenthetical heckler. (You started it….) ANYWAY, as I was saying – I was thinking, about a great many things. Topics range from cars to women to song writing to sno cones to my favorite type of chocolate. Do you want to know what I concluded? (This should be good….) I said be quite, imagined reaction of my readers brought to life in parenthesis!!! (Fiiiiiine. Will there at least be cookies?) * * * Are you done? *pause* (Yes.) Now then… I have concluded that there is no such thing as rational thought when it comes to what we like or love. I'll pause again while you ponder that, and then I'll say it again: There is no such thing as rational thought when it comes to

Those that are familiar with me and my writing know that I pour a great deal of myself, and consequently a great deal of emotion, into my work. You also know that the last year has been a difficult one for many reasons. I've channeled a great deal of my feelings into my writing, and recently surprised even myself with something that I had created – A song. Several, actually. This one in particular, however, is perhaps the deepest descent into my subconscious yet. Some of you will read this and see a side of me you've never seen. There are some to whom these words will have great meaning, for their own personal reasons. I hope the words affect you, I really do. I don't remember the author, but I recently read a quotation (it might have been Salinger, but I'm not sure) that said "if there's no tears in the author, there will be no tears in the reader," or something to that effect. I am an emotional man. I make no apologies for it, nor any excuses. I

[ Two weeks later ] Caitlin:             Hey. Josh:                 It's ALIIIIVE!!!!! C:                     Shut up. J:                       You had that coming. * pause * C:                     I know. I'm sorry. J:                       I'm the guy. Aren't I the one who's supposed to disappear after, you know… C:                     I said I'm sorry. J:                       What's goin on with you, Cait? C:                     Nothing. J:                       Bullshit. I can tell you're lying even in text. * pause * C:                     I'm pregnant. * pause * J:                       oh. C:                     BWAHAHAHAHAHA I'm kidding. J:                       You're an asshole. C:                     Takes one to know one. J:                       Hey! I… ok ya got me on that one. C:                     Look, I just haven't known what to say, you know? J: