Whilst studying for the LSAT I have come across an previously unknown, yet fierce, unrelenting enemy: Logic Games. The idea behind these is best described (shockingly) by Wikipedia: “In logic, necessity and sufficiency are implicational relationships between statements. The assertion that one statement is a necessary and sufficient condition of another means that the former statement is true if and only if the latter is true. “
Me, being the high queen of over-analysis says, how does this apply to real-life? Well, let me tell you…..
Sufficiency and Necessity: A (Short) Life Story
In its purest form the word sufficient means enough.
In its purest form necessity means an absolute NEED, something that one cannot live without.
If something is sufficient is it something we really need to bother with? Maybe….if it causes something necessary to occur.
Necessity, now that is a force to be reckoned with. I mean oxygen falls into this category for humans.
So if something is sufficient, must it also be necessary? If something is necessary it is sufficient, I guess, but necessity way surpasses sufficient in real life, obviously.
How to handle sufficient statements and necessary statements in relation to life events and relationships you ask?
Objects and people serving a purpose and labeled sufficient should be pushed behind the necessary; life’s too short to only accept what is considered “just enough” for us, grab what you have that is necessary tightly …
A couldn’t be more true favorite thought I heard a few months ago….
Honestly, which would you rather do? Be such a phenomenal writer that your works were considered ‘worth reading’ by the masses or become someone that does something so incredible by which said famed writers felt inspired? For me, it’s a toss-up. Writing is therapy. Writing affords me the chance to use words to stretch out my feelings in front of me so that they can be understood, if only by myself. Because I am such a natural extrovert most seem to assume they’ve seen it all; sorry folks, there’s a lot more going on upstairs than you see… and writing allows me to tease those thoughts out and explain them to myself. It’s without a doubt in my top three favorite things to do for myself. The other two? You guys are nosy…..: 1. Play at home with my beautiful dog-ters. 2. Spend time with my incredibly hilarious, loving family (husband included).
Sidetracking, done. So about that other tempting option: doing something so incredible, so noteworthy (that word deserves more respect, what a strong compound word….) that writers feel they need to write ceaselessly on the topic. When I ask myself which I, in a perfect world, would choose, my ego of course is like “KATE, GO BASE JUMP OFF OF TRUMP TOWER! People will write about THAT!” But self-pride aside, here’s the big question: do we want to be the teller of the story? The one who writes the lilting prose that propels the reader to a specific place and time, pulling and tugging at emotions she did not know existed. Or, do we want to be the action-adventure heroine? The spark that lights up the room with fire and heat and revelation.
Me, Kate, I aspire to be both. Not in a multiple personality type of deal, or even a conceited way where I write about my own exciting life (!). However, I want to be someone write-worthy (and noteworthy; GOD that word is so cool) and someone who writes about other people’s feats and comments on (and compliments) others’ works and art and life events and inspires others to be both too.
Music has the power to shoot you up past the moon, slam you down on the rocks, fire your heart and soul to new heights and rip you to pieces. I think it is immensely important to have an art form that you can relate to; for me it’s through songs: beats and lyrics, melodies and harmonies. I LOVE hearing something and being so so floored that you have to reevaluate your life and take a new view on how absolutely amazing the world is, because why not?! Here are a few of my current favorites….
I LOVE CHVRCHES.