Let life’s storms pass.
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I have always loved To Kill A Mockingbird so when Go Set A Watchman came out, I had to read it. From what I understand, the latter was Harper Lee’s first version of the story. An agent/publisher? recommended she rewrite it, but from the perspective of Scout when she was younger living the story as opposed to when she was an adult reflecting on it.
Don't take for granted or belittle our impact.
Think about it...the Wrong Way sign is a sign that its makers hope you never have to read. If you can read it, you are going the wrong way!
I look at that from a writer's perspective and my first thought is..."Oh he!! no!" I mean, I've never written anything I didn't want everyone in the world to read!
Then the writer takes over and I ask, "What if it wasn't on a highway, but in life, where someone reads the sign?"
My wife Kineta will take a flower and pluck the petals saying, "He loves me...he loves me more." Brilliant really...it is a win-win situation.
Appropriately, there is an "Easter Egg" hidden in the picture I selected. Do you see it?
The first verse of Come A Time popped into my head and it flowed so easy I immediately had it rolling on repeat like a song you can't shake and don't want to. Then when I sat to put it to paper, It fell into it place in the lyrics like a foot into a favorite shoe.
Come a time
We’re meant to be
Come a time
When we’re a we
‘Til then
You’re just an I
And I am just a me
‘Til then
Whatever will…
Whatever will be
Will just have to be
I took the picture before I left for work yesterday. As I took it, I thought of the phrase, "Left with the sunrise in my side view mirror..."
This morning I built on that and ended up writing Only My Breath In Front Of Me.
In language, we often personify our descriptions of common objects, for example, we say a clock has a face and hands. This connection between an inanimate object and a human is a cross section of sorts providing segway for a twist in perspective and the telling of a both absurd and yet accessible story. Such was the case with In My Time With Mr. Clock. Surely if Mr. Clock has a face, he has two ears, two eyes and a mouth which he can cover with his two hands in a hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil kind of way.
3.14.2018
Happy Pi Day!
I had read Leonardo DaVinci believed music and math were closely related, that music, like math, could be calculated. While celebrating Pi Day, read Birds On A Wire to learn the musical message the birds communicated to Mr. DaVinci.
Basically, as if humanity's numeric moral options were limited to binary code numbers (1's and 0's), be a 1 not a 0.
Take all life has to give for time takes the alternative. - rAveNswAn
I'd like to see the poet's corner of Westminster Abbey someday. I wonder if the experience would exceed merely sight, transcending into other senses. It seems more a place to feel.
I wrote this Was Night's Eye Upon Me back in 2009 from a night where the moon shone fully and perfectly through small bedroom window, illuminating me. It seems a rare occurrence and since that one, I am only aware of two other times it has occurred. Oddly, both were in the past month or so.
Braiding a story with words...
My latest collection of writing, In The Wind These Words has recently passed the 500 page mark. My latest, Tattered Jacket is a great example of Following The Pen as I started with the thought of the jacket collar turn up against the wind. That thought was inspired by a line from a Simon & Garfunkel song, The Sound of Silence. What you read is where that thought took me.
I have completely redesigned the Follow the Pen section in ronswan.com. It took a lot more work on my end, but the goal was to make it easier for you to experience.
In irony, on a path to tomorrow is one where the destination is never reached.