“How High Is Heaven?”

During my younger years, my father put out a monthly newsletter as part of a strategic marketing campaign for his business to his clients and business associates. It wasn’t your typical newsletter with updates and information but rather, it contained short stories, thoughts and musings and even recipes from himself and his staff.

For the cover of this monthly publication, my father would write a short story or anecdote about a musing or thought he had while living life. For years he wrote these pieces even after he ceased the newsletter. Since high school he has mentioned that he intended to put all of these pieces into a collection and publish them, however he’s never found a chance. Until now.

Last night I received an email from him with a link to an amazon item. It was his book! Of course I purchased it within 5 minutes (The time delay was due to me having to create an amazon account.)

Now, I had read all of my father’s pieces throughout my younger years but haven’t thought of them since at least high school. So, re-reading them sent me on a journey through my life that I wasn’t fully expecting. With the events that have happened since high school the perspectives and insights from my father on my youth really hit me. In some cases, I haven’t changed; still creative, still generous and still asking questions (And of course still awesome). In other ways you can see moments that were defining moments that have sent me down paths which have sent me on journeys that have made me into the man I am today.

As he mentions throughout his book, it’s the small things that make a life.

Everything happens for a reason even those small things, and my father publishing his book and my inspiration to write this post has culminated into me deciding to yet again attempt to #NANOWRIMO it up and get my writing on.

#Nanowrimo is short for National Novel Writing Month. It’s a challenge for the month of November for those writers who wish to have a challenge in their lives. The goal is to write a 50,000 word novel by the end of November. Basically you need to write 1,667 words a days to meet your goal. I’ve only written a total of 5,000 words my first year. Last year I only got the title. (oops), but this year I’ve got plans and ideas. Especially since my father’s book, I’ve realized that I have a story to tell, (more correctly, stories) and I just need to get them down on paper.

So, heads up! A new collection of musings, stories and essays all about me is on its way into the universe and I can’t wait for you to read it…if it ever gets published…if i finish it…so long as I start it…huh…I think I already have writers block…

Until next time!

Peace, Love and Pandas!

If you wanna take a gander at my father’s collection of essays and stories (and maybe learn a little more about your favorite blogger) click the link below.

http://www.amazon.co.uk/How-High-Heaven-John-Proffer-ebook/dp/B00FZSO5X0

 

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About bdproffer

I am currently the Assistant Manager for the University Activities Board at Michigan State University. After earning my B.A. from the University of Michigan-Flint, I entered the Student Affairs profession. After a few years in the field, I returned to school and earned my M.A. in Educational Leadership-Higher Education Student Affairs from Eastern Michigan University. In my spare time I blog about my thoughts and musings on current issues in higher education, student affairs, web 2.0, LGBT issues and general life inspirations and observations. I also volunteer for Kappa Sigma Fraternity.
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