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Month: June 2016
Song Lyric Sunday 5
This week’s theme for Helen Espinosa’s Song Lyric Sunday is “songs that make us happy”. Oh, yay! I have been waiting for the perfect chance to use this one! The video link’s in the song title. From his 1985 Dare to be Stupid album, Weird Al Yankovic’s parody of 1920’s music:
3-Day Quote Challenge, Round 3, Day 3
One final thank you to Ana P. Rose for asking me to take part in the 3-Day Quote Challenge, and for reawakening an old urge to write something other than prose. ❤
Love came for her on splendid wings of blue
and bones so brown
earth wept for joy,
And left her slashed
and cleft
and rootless
thirsty
fading to a blur of light
so dim
so far away,
she learned to love
with half
a heart
her face uplifted
to the dawn
of Time
~~~str 6/24/16
3-Day Quote Challenge, Round 3, Day 2
Thanks again to Ana P. Rose for tagging me into another 3-Day Quote Challenge. Please visit her enchanting site.
Writing a book of poetry is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo. Don Marquis
3-Day Quote Challenge, Round 3, Day 1
Thank you Ana P. Rose for tagging me in the 3-Day Quote Challenge. Ana’s a student discovering through research and poetry the importance of emotional intelligence, and deciphering what it means to be genuinely human. Please visit her site. There is much beauty there.
In her honor, my theme is The Rose.
“Truths and roses have thorns about them.” Henry David Thoreau
Writers – Marketing is easy, right?
I’ve written a guest post for Writers’ Co-op: Selling Your Baby, and I’d like your feedback.
Writers’ Co-op is a new open forum to share ideas about marketing our books — what you’ve tried, what works, what doesn’t. The more writers who join, the more creative solutions we can come up with that will help all of us.
Come on over! If for no other reason than to read my piece, and tell me what you think, okay? Thanks very much!
Cosmic Photo Challenge
Song Lyric Sunday 5
Helen Espinosa’s theme for this week is “Summer”. My choice is the 1960 classic novelty song (hit the title for the YouTube link to Brian Hyland’s American Bandstand performance),
Father’s Day – it’s complicated
(If we’re friends on FB, you might remember seeing this about 3 years ago — not that I expect you to remember everything I’ve ever posted… 😉 )
Outings to the Zoo, the museums, the merry-go-round and the train, the beach, the bank, the ferry. Listening to Dad read Alice in Wonderland waiting in the car outside the grocery store while Mom shopped. Semi-annual trips to Disneyland; car trips from California to Wisconsin, by-passing the Grand Canyon because it was out of the way. Family dinners every night. Speed math rounds. Kites. Edmund’s Scientific projects. Heathkit build-it-yourself electronics. Oscilloscopes. Photography — shooting, developing, printing. Working on the car. Watching while Dad fixed whatever we kids needed fixed. Making bullets, going to the range. Watching.
Loving Christmas.
Big Band music. Lectures on economics, politics, mistakes. Instruction. Help and advice only idiots would reject. Strong. Stubborn. Brilliant and independent, authoritarian and irreverent, determined and responsible. He was the most grownup man I’ve ever known and the biggest influence in and on my life, but I had to love him against his will.
I don’t have any pictures of Dad and me together. This one is from Christmas of 1950, before I was born. Dad holding Patty, beside Grandma Jenkins, and Grandma Ranscht.
Just. One. Book.
They need Books Not $$$
Readers: Send them 1 book you think is worthwhile
Writers: Send them 1 of yours
Just. One. Book.
I live in a town of 1200 people in the Northern Sierra Nevada –where it meets the Cascade Range near Mt. Lassen National Park and about two hours drive northwest of Reno, NV. Two hundred of that population is students. Over the years as the population dwindled after mines closed, then mills–nothing except tourism and retirement have emerged as ‘industries.’ Many businesses have closed down and with it many things we take for granted—like libraries.
The local junior/senior high school has not been able to purchase new books since the 90s. Some of the “check outs” for old books are in the 1980s. There are no books by people of color in the library. Hardly any books by women are in the few book cases except your standard Austen and Lee. It’s an uninviting place. There hasn’t been a librarian for nearly a decade. And volunteers weren’t allowed. The…
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