Deja Vu Blogfest: The Wishbone Theory

Hey guys. This blogfest come courtesy of DL Hammons, who puts the AWESOME in RECYCLE. (Did you just go, "Uh, that makes no sense. There is no such word as REAWSOMECYCLE." Well, there is now.)
The purpose of this blogfest is to repost an old post that you think deserve another shot in the spotlight. So here you go! 
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December 1, 2010
After Thanksgiving, we dissected out the wishbone and dutifully gave it to our two eldest kids to snap.
You know the deal. Whoever gets the bigger half is gifted with a wish that will come true. (Which I have other issues with, by the way. I mean, thirty years later, I still can't fly like Superman. What's up with that?)
I digress. Anyway, I steeled myself for comforting the loser. After all, life is about all kinds of losses, right? In the words of large-mouthed English rockers, you can't always get what you want.
Anywho, they gritted their teeth and pulled. And this is what happened:


One of the "arms" got broken after the fact, but in essence, the two sides were equal. I was thrilled. And then I had a wishbone epiphany.
Why would our dream come at the cost of another's?
It shouldn't.
Which brings me back to writing and the machine that is the publishing world. We hear weekly about our writing friends' good fortune. A book sold, an agent snagged, a new novel e-pubbed with the masses downloading quickly in the nanoseconds of a mouse click.
But. This shouldn't take away from our own hopes and aspirations. Because I think the Wishbone Theory sucks.

Our own hopes shouldn't be lessened by the success of others.
Maybe we should have a "Wishbone Chucking" ceremony after Thanksgiving, to toast to hopes and wishes.
All in favor, say, "Chuck away!"

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Thanks for stopping by. It's not every day that a wishbone breaks like that and teaches me a lesson!
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