Because writers are humans too,... well, most of them at least resemble humans...when you look at them out of the corner of your eyes...in a dark room...with strobe lights. Ok, I take that back, but writers are on this earth too!
As I mention in Don’t Listen To The Voice Of Treason, it is not the type of writing I want to put out here. I did so more because I believe I needed to. It costs a fortune to put our children through college and political agenda is not what we were paying for. Not to mention, it is just wrong to take advantage of people when they are emotionally vulnerable, but that has not stopped it from becoming commonplace in our world today.
I thought of gListen while driving to Paneras today. I wrote the initial draft at the stop lights along the way so I wouldn't forget it.
I love writing.
Don't take for granted or belittle our impact.
Had a great time at yesterday's Barnes & Noble Local Author Showcase!
A big thank you to all who provided support to the authors at both yesterday and today's events.
I probably wrote half of Through the Kindness of Ravens in the Barnes & Noble cafe' directly behind where I sat during the event. One day writing there and coincidentally wearing a casual jacket and one of my favorite fedoras, I looked up at the mural that surrounds the cafe's counter area...
Out of he corner of my eye and on the far end, I caught an image of the back of a man in a jacket and fedora. He is surrounded on the mural by famous authors, but has apparently not earned having his face and name there...yet.
But I can dream and I can set goals and I can write, and if I do it all and well enough, perhaps a reflection of the man's face can be added to the window he faces. Perhaps that face can even look similar to mine. Also, there appears to be enough room to fit a short little name that rhymes behind him, and my name fits those characteristics too.
It's rough but...ah come on, I was only trying it on!
What: Local Authors Showcase
When: Saturday April 07, 2018 1-5 PM
Where: Peoria's Barnes & Noble
5001 N. Big Hollow Road
Peoria, IL 61615
309-693-9408
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.
Meeko (a.k.a. - Nugget, Nug, the Leopard-chan, Monk, Little Lion Man) Turns 1!
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.