Deceptively Easy

Maybe I make it look too easy. 

You will see me confidently walking at a brisk pace down the sidewalk. 

You will see me staring at my tablet or a computer.  

You will see me watching television or you will see me at a theater watching a film. 

You will see me occasionally looking through a book or a magazine. 

Maybe I make it look too easy, so you forget that I'm visually impaired. 

Maybe you don't realize I'm walking down a sidewalk I'm familiar with.  I know where the bumps and cracks are, though new or unsuspecting obstacles are always waiting to challenge me. 

Maybe you don't realize that whatever I'm doing on my tablet or a computer is on a website or app I had often used before my vision loss, such as this blog.  I know from memory what's what and where I need to click.  Plus, my tablet reads me the words I cannot, including the words I type. 

Maybe you don't realize how I miss subtle facial expressions and movements, or how easily I get lost during action scenes in films and television.  Though I recently experienced subtitles that I could decipher just enough of the words to figure out what was being said.  This was at a theater, and the subtitles were large enough, with a stark enough contrast, but I still didn't catch every single word.  

Maybe you don't realize how little I can read physical print.  I occasionally flip through a book or a magazine in bittersweet memory and to see what I can see.  I can sometimes decipher a title of a book or magazine article, but the regular text is often too small for me to figure out.  Maybe I'll be able to decipher a letter or two, or a small word, but the grey blob in my right eye obscures little details and sometimes larger details, too. 

Maybe you don't realize I am able to do all that I just described because of my Mad Scientist Glasses, except for walking.  Walking while wearing my M.S.G would be dangerous and stupid to attempt.  

I typed this post because I was recently in a situation where people who know of my half-blind eyes seemed to have forgotten my current reality.  It made me realize I needed to put out a friendly reminder.  

Thank you for reading or listening to my half-blind words.

Freak Out, 

JLH 

P.S. For more insight into my half-blind eyes, please click INFO. 
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John L. Harmon is an indie author, blogger & videographer.

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He currently resides left of center in the state of Nebraska and has been visually impaired since December of 2016.

freakboy on film: THE LAST JEDI

2017 

written & directed by Rian Johnson 

"Ah, Skywalker.  Missed you, have I." - Yoda 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I could blog about how THE FORCE AWAKENS left me eager to get to know Rey, Finn, Poe and Kylo Ren better, but how Episode VIII turned them into one-note characters.  I could blog about how THE LAST JEDI is the most plotless, pointless, endless STAR WARS film since THE PHANTOM MENACE.  

Instead, I'll be a good Jedi and blog about the three scenes I enjoyed in an otherwise painfully dull, forgettable installment.  SPOILER ALERT: each scene deals with the original characters.  

1) The scene where R2-D2 plays Leia's message from A NEW HOPE.  It was an amusing and touching moment between a boy and his droid, albeit 40 years older.  

2) Yoda burns down the Jedi tree.  It's totally something Yoda would do and seeing the long-dead Jedi master again was the only real surprise in this film.  

3) Luke says good-bye to Leia.  This moment was beautiful on many levels, but Carrie Fisher's passing makes it profound.  

On a side note, Laura Dern was a welcome addition to the cast.  Too bad her character and Leia won't be around to salvage whatever crap Disney shoves down our throats in Episode IX. 

 

Also, the narrator for the Descriptive Audio option on the DVD, which I borrowed from the library for a second viewing, tries really hard to add excitement to the prolonged action, but there is no escaping the tedious boredom.

So, sit back, relax, extend your lightsaber and watch THE EMPIRE STRIKES BACK instead!  

Freak Out, 

JLH 

P.S.  Click FORCE to read my thoughts on Episode VII.

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John L. Harmon is an indie author, blogger & videographer.

enter---> THE JLH COLLECTIVE <---enter

He currently resides left of center in the state of Nebraska and has been visually impaired since December of 2016.

A Revolutionary Update (April 2018)

2018 isn't shaping up to be my best year ever.  I awoke from a long daydream and cut ties with someone I never thought I would.  I ended my ice cream words.  I recently felt panicked and fled when a group of four people sat extremely near me at the library.  So much for swinging doors open, John.

At least I accomplished my first New Year's Revolution goal.  My online home, though it's called an institution because we all go a little mad sometimes, was completed and activated in early March!  The JLH Collective is pretty much how I envisioned it.  Not only can you find my books, blogs and videos, but each month I'll be focusing The Collective Eye on other, far more creative minds than mine.  No comment. 

Unfortunately, accomplishing this goal conjured up some negative voices from my past, and those voices are all saying the same three words.  

It's not real. 

For once this isn't strictly my own voice of self-doubt echoing down through the years.  I've heard those three small, but devestating words uttered by many others concerning my prior accomplishments. From my G.E.D. to unreleased creative endeavors from my young adult days to my self-published book and e-books, others have used those three vicious words to tear me down.  I guess they haven't succeeded because I keep going, though I have allowed their bitter voices to keep my self-doubt alive and churning in my head.  No wonder you went into fight or flight mode at the library. 

While nobody has used those words to describe The JLH Collective, I've been waiting for someone to, which may have diminished my sense of accomplishment.  You see, I didn't create my online home using a web-building site like Twix or Go Big Daddy or whatever.  Maybe I would've used such a site if my book and e-books found readers on a more regular basis, but they don't, so I didn't.  Instead, I thought of this very blog and how I have linked pages together. The proverbial lightbulb clicked on in my brain and The JLH Collective was born!  Yes, it's a blog disguised as a fully functional website that is still a blog thanks to The Collective Eye.  The Victor/Victoria of websites. 

Learning to enjoy my accomplishments, no matter how society views them, is something I need to work on.  I suppose knowing other people I encounter in real life aren't always going to be vicious, bitter jerks might also be a good lesson to learn.  Though I should proceed with my half-blind eyes cautiously open.  

I must admit that those three very small words keep coiling around my thoughts as I slowly prepare to begin working on my second New Year's Revolution goal.  If I can construct my online home, then I should be able to sort through this blog and collect the best (and worst) posts into a book and/or an e-book.  I just need to reinforce my emotional army before I venture forth into this inner battle.  John, cut the crap and just do it! 

Thank you for reading or listening to my half-blind words.  

Also... a ginormous thank you to those who support my creative endeavors and who have stuck by me during this Revolution!  I suppose this includes you, Mr. Yarrington.  It's about damn time, John, but your gratitude isn't as gratifying as it should be.  Deal with it, Michael.

Freak Out, 

JLH 

P.S.  For more info on my Revolution please click...     2018

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John L. Harmon is an indie author, blogger & videographer.

enter---> THE JLH COLLECTIVE <---enter

He currently resides left of center in the state of Nebraska and has been visually impaired since December of 2016.