May 2013
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April 2013
3 posts
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March 2013
4 posts
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I Wrote To Every Other Woman
Dear The Possibility of Every Other Woman,
I can see me with you. Us together. I can picture the life we would share; the wedding we would have; the house and the family… I can imagine the way we would kiss, and the how we would tell jokes. The way we would look at each other from across the dinner table. I know the love you’d give me, and I to you. I can see the beginning, middle, and end...
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I Spoke No Other Name
I desire my wife.
I want to meet her and her be here with me. I want her to say everything’s okay, and to be able to hold her whenever I want. My desire is to stare at her like she’s the only woman I’ve ever seen and tell her she’s beautiful. And she lights up.
There’s something about being with one person to grow old with. Someone to share this life with. I don’t want to have to go through...
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Jason O’Toole
December 2012
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IF I WROTE A BOOK ABOUT LOVE, WOULD YOU READ IT?
September 2012
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July 2012
2 posts
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Boy Bands Were Younger Than Me
For the first time in the history of Jason O’Toole, I now have scientific (pop culture) data to prove I’m getting older.
It’s a detail I first neglected when failing to acknowledge the “greatness” of “Twilight.” However, nothing hit me more real than researching The Wanted.
It’s one thing to wake up and study the fine lines and wrinkles slowly forming on my face; but it’s an...
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I Was Always So Tired
No one told me in college how early you had to get up in the real world.
In college, I could schedule my classes for 10:30, but that means, as a guy, I could get up at 10:20, race across campus and be in my seat before the chalk hit the blackboard. I know, right?
Now, on planet 9 to 5, say work begins at 9am. Well, I really want to get some things accomplished before work—like...
May 2012
2 posts
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Music Vs. Fashion
Which artistic industry is currently more cultivating, creative, and innovative right now? Go!
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April 2012
3 posts
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Love Changed Meaning Over Time
The idea of love for me has always been something like a verb: to be obtained.
When we’re younger, love is that folded note passed between the aisles of science class, having your best emotions nervously expelled from your pen to her heart. Or love is raking the leaves in autumn before Dad gets home so he can say how proud of me he is. No matter the situation, or the delineation of the...
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“A writer is an opinion with a vocabulary.”
– Jason O’Toole
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March 2012
10 posts
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“Style is primarily a matter of instinct.”
– Bill Blass
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theatlantic:
6 Writing Tips From John Steinbeck
1. Abandon the idea that you are ever going to finish. Lose track of the 400 pages and write just one page for each day, it helps. Then when it gets finished, you are always surprised.
2. Write freely and as rapidly as possible and throw the whole thing on paper. Never correct or rewrite until the whole thing is down. Rewrite in process is...
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We Took Love & Memories
What must it be like to hear your heart beating through a computer screen?
[[MORE]]I’ve been pondering this, thinking about the life of someone towards the end of their own. It’s inevitable. The end.
I don’t mean to speak of it in a morbid or insensitive manner, but instead one of sobriety of self.
I myself am running too fast to check my own pulse.
I fall asleep quickly and wake just the...
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It Was Just...
Treat art as love, and we’ll learn to understand it more.
Art is the embodiment of the human connection between each other. So don’t just live in ignorance of it, claiming, “It’s just paint; it’s just words; it’s just clothing…” Live for more. Challenge yourself in going further. Go deeper!
Art, and lack of art, have served as the reflection of my spirit lately. Probably even further back...
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January 2012
4 posts
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I Gave Away My Music
WIWYA Family,
Thank you so much for following When I Was Your Age. You are incredible! On behalf of my gratitude for reading and interacting with my memoir, here is my music written from the same heart. For free.
My only request is if you love it or it affects you in any way; please pass it on to anyone else whom you believe it may affect as well. Thank you again for all of your...
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December 2011
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It Wasn't You, It Was Me
WIWYA family!
My sincere apologies on the lack of posts lately. I have been storing up the best of the best for you beginning in 2012. I love you all, and hope your holiday goes amazing.
FYI- Santa and Jesus are not the same person. Jesus is older.
Speak soon. Until then, please find me at jasonotoole.com.
With Love,
Jason
November 2011
1 post
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TELL ALL TUESDAY
Hi!
WIWYA family! Let me know what you’re thinking. Anything. Starting… now
Cheers!
CONNECT
-Jason
October 2011
6 posts
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1. I Spoke No Other Name
I desire my wife.
I want to meet her and her be here with me. I want her to say everything’s okay, and to be able to hold her whenever I want. My desire is to stare at her like she’s the only woman I’ve ever seen and tell her she’s beautiful. And she lights up.
There’s something about being with one person to grow old with. Someone to share this life with. I...
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2. I Wrote To Every Other Woman
Dear The Possibility of Every Other Woman,
I can see me with you. Us together. I can picture the life we would share; the wedding we would have; the house and the family… I can imagine the way we would kiss, and the how we would tell jokes. The way we would look at each other from across the dinner table. I know the love you’d give me, and I to you. I can see the beginning, middle, and...
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3. I Said Goodbye
Goodbye always starts with hello.
Goodbye means many things concerning many situations. The goodbye I’m speaking of is in regards to distance of the heart. It’s the one that says, “we tried, and it didn’t work,” or “you’re not what I need to be around right now.” It’s hard, because these are memories I’m leaving. People life is distancing me from. These are moments in my life that have...
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4. I Did Battle With God
It’s easy for me to give God things my heart doesn’t really care about.
The hard part is handing over things I believe my heart can’t live without. That’s the true measure of faithfulness. It’s not easy, but it’s one more step towards God trusting me with His ultimate gifts. With His good stuff.
I’m selfish.
But what I’m finding is, what I want doesn’t always matter. It doesn’t matter, because...
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5. I Believed In Magic
Abracadabra has ruined the art of magic.
That’s because magic isn’t embedded in a cutesy catch phrase, or a deck of trick cards. To me, magic is a force. It is something that weaves itself effortlessly through space and time. In certain moments, this force crash-lands in the bedroom of a young writer. Other times, it may glide through the canvas and capture the eye of a painter; triggering...
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6. I Stood Outside The Welcome Mat
I wonder what couples do after they’re married?
What happens the moment after the honeymoon; when they get out of the taxicab, walk up the steps and open the door to their apartment? They drop the bags by the door, stand just inside the welcome mat and stare for a minute.
What a moment?
I would assume the question, “now what?” comes into play; and they may freak out for some time. I mean, so...
September 2011
8 posts
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7. Love Was About Balance
So let me explain how this works.
I believe there are certain personality types that find each other. This is not to say that these types should ever go together, or go against one another—but they do have a habit of ending up always near each other.
The two types I’m talking about are that of compassionate heart and the selfish lover.
It’s interesting seeing these two types interact. Even from...
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8. My Purpose Began To Make Sense
One day in preschool I got in trouble.
In fact, the teacher felt it was necessary to call in my mother after school, so that she could explain exactly why I was being punished. So, she sits my mom down and says, “Your son hugs people too much.” My mom, waiting for the actual reason I was in trouble, gives a long response of “okay,” then waits for the rest to come out. The teacher goes on to...
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9. I Took A Chance On Something
I’m best at dreaming.
Dreaming has never been the problem for me—the problem comes in writing out the dream and pushing send.
My heart circles around acting on ideas quite often. Usually I’m out amongst friends or reading something when an idea like a gust of some creative wind sweeps up an idea and blows it right by my face. I’ve had several (thousand) of these moments in the passed few...
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10. I Did It For The Love
When I was 19 I left everything I knew.
I drove to Nashville in the heat of a summer’s night. When I finally saw the city lights, it felt like my spirit shouting “hello” to me for the first time.
The first summer I spent in Nashville, I lived on a mattress that was my bedroom. It stood about 5 inches off the ground, and if I lied down on it too fast, my back would hit the ground beneath it and...
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We Launched jasonotoole.com
WIWYA Family!
In 10 days we will be calling jasontoole.com our new home! We will still be posting to Tumblr, but will house all additional content including music, videos, photos, news, and more on the new jasonotoole.com.
For all of my 7,500 followers, you are the greatest people on the Internet and most likely the world. I truly love everything you stand for, and your support and love...
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I Wrote For Brite Revolution
Brite Revolution is a music discovery platform that connects artists and fans across multiple touch points: digital, print and mobile. But, dig a little deeper and it’s not hard to find our greater purpose – building community around the core principle of music discovery. We accomplish this by fostering community in a socially conscious environment and...
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She Wrote About Us
We drove.
And then we drove some more. Love seemed like two yellow lines on an infinite road to happiness. To a place where being settled and comfortable seemed just one too many mile markers away. Being in a long distance relationship is tough. He says we shouldn’t focus on the fact that it’s tough, because it really doesn’t help the situation.
I know he’s right, but it doesn’t lessen...
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We All Had Scars
Everyone brings scars into new relationships.
The problem comes when people feel this new partner can heal these scars, while still not creating new ones. But healing your heart is not their job.
An old boyfriend may have verbally abused you, so you go find a man who speaks gently and uses tender words of love. But this man has his own battle wounds; his own demons to work out.
The key is...
August 2011
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It Was All About Me
“With almost 7 billion people in the world, maybe that’s proof it isn’t about me?”
I am selfish.
I can prove my selfishness, because if I were to tally all the thoughts I had in yesterday alone, the column labeled “JASON” would heavily outweigh the column “EVERYBODY ELSE.”
Thinking of others is great in theory, but so much harder to do when the calendar page turns, and there’s a new month of rent...
