All the World's a Stage

Self-Loathing versus Self-Acceptance

The inaugural cast of "Little Women: New York."

Recently there’s been a spate of shows featuring Little People—Pit Boss, The Little Couple, Little People Big World, and Little Women: LA. The majority of these series showcase in both comic and dramatic situations 1) the challenges unique to Little People, and 2) how the triumphs, hopes, and dreams of the vertically challenged are the same as those of average height.

The Write Life

In Case You Missed the Interview …

Clay Rivers with friend and Fox Sportscaster, Paul Kennedy. The matching shirts and fuchsia orchid were purely coincidental.

In case you missed the March 22 interview, here’s the link to the Cathedral of Saint Luke podcast page (Interview With The Author. Book: The Raindancer: Finding Joy in the Storm).

The interview came about due to the enthusiasm and joint efforts of four people: Judi L’Hommedieu … who put me in touch with … Julie Gadbois who suggested the idea to Dean Anthony Clark (head priest at the Cathedral) who just happened to want to kick off an author interview series and roped … Fox Sports anchor, Paul Kennedy into conducting the interview.

Enjoy! And thanks to everyone who made the interview possible and attended!

All the World's a Stage

Haul Out the Holly

I’ve recently learned that Madison Square Garden Entertainment will no longer have touring companies of the Radio City Christmas Spectacular. This is bittersweet news to me because for six years I was blessed to have been a member of those touring companies. The people I worked with became friends and in some cases family. The memories, the life lessons learned about myself, others, and the world; the tears, the laughter, the relationships—I thank God for each and every one of them and you.

The Bigger Picture

Closing Wounds and Opening Windows

The following is an excerpt from Walking Tall: A Memoir About the Upside of Small and Other Stuff


I always thought the phrase “When God closes a door, He opens a window” was inaccurate. I understood the concept of good things coming out of bad circumstances, but the closed-door open-window adage irritated me because it implied either one thing or the other was happening: God was withdrawing opportunities or presenting opportunities.

The Raindancer

Depending on How You See a Thing

This Sunday morning’s activities deviated from my typical routine as I forewent attending the 10:15 church service for the one at 6:00 p.m. this evening. While walking my dog, a car stopped, its windows rolled down and a female head popped out.

“Hi, Clay,” the head said.

“Good morning,” I responded without a clue as to whom I was speaking.

“This is your second grade teacher, Mrs. Lucky, if you remember me,” the head said.

“Hi, Mrs. Lucky. How could I forget you?” I said. She was after all my favorite teacher. “How are you?”

“I’m well, thank you. You still look like a little boy—” she said

Wait. Say what now? That’s the last thing any guy wants to hear, especially a guy in his 50s.

Apparently, the years stripped Mrs. Lucky of any inhibition in speaking her mind. While my forty-eight inches may be close to the height of any garden variety second grader, my build is anything but. I mean, come on. Middle-age does that to a body.

“—in the face. You look good! Bye!” she said, rolled up her window, and drove away.

“Thank you,” I said and waved good-bye.

Time also must have ravaged her vision as I sported the beginnings of my annual winter beard.

 

I guess the way you see a person or thing really does depend on how you look at it. From a distance and with the passing of time, the easily recognized has a tendency to look the same. Upon closer inspection even the familiar changes in appearance and in essence.

The 80s group Deee-lite inspired the title of this post. The lyrics are as follows—

Depending on you see a thing
The ship is free or is it sinking?
Depending on how you see it
You cage your mind or you free it
Depending on how you see the times
The world divides or it closely binds

But I just wanna hear a good beat
I just wanna, I just wanna
But I just wanna hear a good beat
I just wanna hear a good beat, ooh

Depending on you see a thing
The ship is free or is it sinking?
Depending on how you see it
The song is over or you keep it
Depending on how you see the times
Were wasting time or in a moving line
But I just wanna hear a good beat

Oh oh, oh ah
I just wanna hear a good beat
Just piano and bass
Everything will be alright
When you feel it tonight
Zu zu zu, wah zu wah
I just wanna hear a good beat

— DEE-LITE

The Raindancer, The Write Life

Finding Joy in the Writing

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Providence set me on the path to writing my second book, The Raindancer: Finding Joy in the Storm five years ago. I never wanted to write this book. In my mind, it was someone else’s task, someone else’s burden to bear; but what I didn’t know was the heavy-lifting had already been done for me. All I had to do was continue on the path and everything would come together as planned. Providence lined up everyone and circumstances to guide, encourage, and assist me in that task.

So about those people and that heavy-lifting …

Rich Willis’ first-person account of experiencing colon and lung cancer serves as the backbone of the book. I know, anytime anyone hears the word “cancer,” it tends to suck all the fun out of the room, but hear me out. His blog posts ring with a singular voice brimming with joy, an unshakable faith, and an unusual sense of humor.

My initial concept for the book was that it would be a work of fiction, an inspired by true events story. In order to create believable fictional characters I needed to draw on real life experience or the characters would fall flat. So I interviewed the people who would later serve as the inspiration for my characters in my fictionalized book.

First there is Connie. She flung open the doors of her heart and shared freely about the rigors and opportunities of living with her husband’s cancer while raising a family and working. She also recounts surviving her own prior battle with breast cancer. And when you read the book you’ll agree that she did so with an unmatched grace and strength.

During the half a dozen times I interviewed Connie, she held nothing back as she answered every question I asked her, and on more than one occasion she was a step or two ahead of me. The same held true for everyone I interviewed. Her children, close family friends, and family members provided me with ample candid material upon which to base my characters. Two doctors gladly supplied me with insights into cancer, its treatment, and the roles different types of doctors play when partnering with patients.

I spent weeks developing throughlines, character arcs, plot points, scenes, and all the other stuff that goes into outlining a book, plus another two months cobbling together 25% of a first draft. So you’d think with fantastic source material, compelling interviews, and a great outline that writing an inspired fictional account of real-life events would be a breeze, right? No. So. Much.

A two-month long bout of writer’s block set in.

Not to worry—a gifted writer friend gave me solid advice that helped me regain my writing voice once and for all. I also realized that I was writing out of my preferred genre: nonfiction. I excelled at writing about personal experiences ranging from the noble to the naughty and everything in between.

I regrouped and wrote the first third of a nonfiction draft, I needed readers to act as an impromptu focus group. Their reaction to the partial manuscript would indicate whether or not it came across as I intended. And lo and behold a small number of people of varying ages and backgrounds made themselves available. Their responses far exceeded my expectations and prompted me to forge ahead in my new direction. Even the need for an editor was filled.

Lest you be deceived and think I was single-minded about finishing the book, I have a confession: I went looking for, found, and followed many a job lead; I even tried to force an opportunity—fortunately, none came to fruition. Then it dawned on me that all the paths I pursued led to dead ends; except those involving the book. Once I took hold of that notion, I wrote with wild abandon and project I sought to avoid became my raison d’être. And the writing took on a deeper meaning.

So. The Raindancer is done. It’s out there. And the response has been overwhelming. I attribute its draw not to any writing prowess on my part, but the uplifting spiritual truths it contains.

The Take-Away: For we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do. —Ephesians 2:10

Announcements, The Raindancer, The Write Life

Announcing … “The Raindancer”

Here we go. After almost two years, it’s here: time to release my new book, The Raindancer, to the world!

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The Raindancer: Finding Joy in the Storm takes a 360-degree look at one man’s use of unwavering faith, a positive attitude, and an indomitable sense of humor in dire circumstances and how he changed the lives of everyone with whom he came in contact.

My hope is that this story will present the world in a new light and give you the courage to dance in the midst of life’s storms.

The Raindancer is available in print at Amazon.com and Createspace.com.

Design and Conquer, The Raindancer

Shifting Gears.

I’ve moved from the editorial phase to the design phase of publishing my second book, The Raindancer. The manuscript has been line and copy edited. I’ve designed the front cover (but I’m keeping that under wraps for now). And I’ve completed preliminary design of the book’s text pages, and have started transferring the text from the manuscript to the actual layout for the printed book.

More on all of this a little later . . . stay tuned!

"Hello Style Sheets, Hyphenation & Justification, line breaks, and kerning. Remember, you rascals are no match for me; not while I have this . . . "
“Hello Style Sheets, Hyphenation & Justification, line breaks, and kerning. Remember, you rascals are no match for me; not while I have this . . . “
The Bigger Picture

Desert or Oasis? You Decide.

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Ever felt like you were living in circumstances that seemed totally unrelated to who you are or even where you wanted to be? I have. A friend likened it to being a teacher without students and wondering, “now what am I supposed to do?”

It’s taken a long time for me to really grasp this concept, but as a child of God, it helps me to remember that He’s pretty much got everything under control. While I might not be where I want to be, I’m called to faithfully rest in the knowledge that I’m exactly where He wants me to be.

“Okay, Clay. Great. I’m where God wants me to be. What do I do in the meantime, Mr. Know-It-All?” you ask.

Not that I claim to know the mind of God, but when I’m in those periods that seem very much like the backside of the desert, I’ve found it good to keep these scenarios in mind.

  1. Blessing.  Sometimes I’ve been where I was not to fulfill my own desires, but to be a blessing to someone else. And that always involved being involved and attentive to others. With a little empathy and compassion, you’ll know exactly who to lend a hand to.
  2. Preparing.  Other times when I’ve felt like I was “out there,” God was preparing me for something else a little further down the road. When I started blogging, it was simply something to do and the only thing I could do. Little did I know that I was developing my writing voice.
  3. Recharging.  And still other times, those desert periods were moments of oasis in disguise. I’ve come to accept that stretches of peace and calm are good for resting up for my next adventure.

So remember, you’re wasting your time if you’re not getting the most from where you are by being a blessing to someone else, engaging in your surroundings, or refreshing yourself.