This is Dave Eggers on education and the birth of his 826 Valencia writing center at Ted. This guy, and I know some of you will roll your eyes at me for saying this, but he’s a pretty big inspiration. And I don’t want to say anything at this point, but this summer you’ll find out exactly why this video is pretty important to me going forward.
“Bruce had me up to three miles a day, really at a good pace. We’d run the three miles in twenty-one or twenty-two minutes. Just under eight minutes a mile. So this morning he said to me “We’re going to do five.” I said, “Bruce, I can’t go five. I’m a helluva lot older than you are, and I can’t do five.” He said, “When we get to three, we’ll shift gears, and it’s only two more and you’ll do it.” I said, “Okay hell, I’ll go for it.” So we get to three, we go into the fourth mile and I’m okay for three or four minutes, and then I really begin to give out. I’m tired, my heart’s pounding, and I can’t go any more and I say to him, “Bruce, if I run any more,” - and we’re still running - “if I run any more I’m liable to have a heart attack and die.” He said, “Then die.” It made me so mad that I went the full five miles. Afterward I went to the shower and then I wanted to talk to him about it. I said, you know, “Why did you do that?” He said, “Because you may as well be dead. Seriously, if you always put limits on what you can do, physical or anything else, it’ll spread over the rest of your life. It’ll spread into your work, into your morality, into your entire being. There are no limits. There are plateaus, but you must not stay there, you must go beyond them. If it kills you, it kills you. A man must constantly exceed his level.”
I need to internalize this, as I was saying to Amy yesterday, I’m just not that confident. I’m always selling myself short, that I wouldn’t even bother applying to Ivy League programs because I would likely get rejected. This is something that pervades my writing and in turn my life. In general this self-deprecation is really just fear; that I am in fact not good enough, and I shouldn’t even try to move above my station. This is what misery is and I should not accept it.
Written by TOM PEYER Penciled by JACOB CHABOT Cover by SKOTTIE YOUNG
The voices in Deadpool’s head hire him to do the dirtiest job of his career, but the mission is endangered when he’s trapped in an elevator with The Watcher! How will being constantly watched affect Deadpool’s mercenary skills? And will the Watcher be able to keep his sacred vow to not interfere in the affairs of men when Deadpool is really really really annoying?
You guys, Tom Peyer writing Deadpool and the Watcher. Instant pull. Plus, that cover is awesome. This latter statement is required with regards to any Skottie Young cover, you can either say “this Skottie Young cover is awesome” or “holyshitthatisaballstothewalllightningboltinsane cover”. Same applies with anything Tom Peyer writes.
“The fact that you have completed a work of fiction of which you are proud, which you made as good as you could, makes you as close a blood relative as my brother Bernard. The best thing about our family, our profession, is that its members are not envious or competitive. I was with the great Nadine Gordimer recently, and a reporter encouraged us to speak badly of a writer who made one hell of a lot more money than we did, Stephen King. Gordimer and I defended him. We thought he was awfully damn good at what he did. Long ago, I knocked the schlock novelist Jacqueline Suzanne off the top of the Best Seller List where she had been for a year or more. She was a sweet, tough, utterly sincere lady, and, as I say, a blood relative. She sent me a note saying, ‘As long as it had to be somebody, I’m glad it was you.’”
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