I am an old-time Rock-N-Roll, Church Gospel, Contemporary Christian; Blue jeans, Poet shirt, Writing geek, Photographer, Artist, Designer, Intellectual Property Rights promoter, Who will give anyone my time of day, Caring about each word you say.
I tend toward the Moderate, Shoot straight down the middle – I love deep, as oceans, wide, Though it has been some years since Someone stood by my side, (All my own;) I can write, edit, publish, design, And you can find me reading Most anytime – my interests Cast wide: run beyond so many lines.
I like going fast – but enjoy Doing things right, taking my time, It is never unusual my words rhyme; I have lived the bad and the swell, More often, I choose good as better… I love so much, so many, And intensely dislike division – I am a U.S. Marine Mom, An American, I will stand; my colors shall not run.
1 There is a feeling, Extraordinary, when A new book opens And the reader goes within To travel worlds, places, times.
2 Reading is such joy To be caught up in story, A shiny new toy.
3 It is cumbersome Bumbling through every day, Searching for a way Outside the hive of struggle Into a higher state, life.
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Prompt: Imagine the first time you opened a book, create…
Gratitude List I am grateful: 1. The day is near ended. 2. I caught the exuded matter from Tribble’s eyes before it got worse. 3. I managed to leave the house for a few minutes. 4. The pants I recovered washed up well. 5. Tomorrow is another day.
I am a pen collector. I will collect cheap pens; I will gather more expensive ones. I particularly like hand-made ones.
I, when young, initially liked Parker more than Cross. I probably still do.
Writing since I can remember, I always preferred pens to typing.
“A pen doesn’t belong to anybody. It’s a free spirit that stays with one while that person needs it.” – Carlos Ruiz Zafon
Once, I began to believe I would have arrived as a writer when I acquired a Mont Blanc. I think it was around 2000 when Sam’s Club was carrying the elusive pens. I got one. I learned it only meant I had it. My writing was mine, and I was a writer with or without a pen.
If you believe you are Gifted in a particular skill or way And spend time in doing everyday Or even now and then, trying To get better, become your best, You may do justice to confess It is your art, your unique gift Claim it and let it be your talent And even if you do not by it earn You can still, with future hope, affirm It is part of who you claim to be. -JAJAJ
Prompt Do not doubt your creativity; claim what you are. Express your talent as part of who you are in a definitive work. Please share it with those who may doubt your calling.
I am not a fan of series, but I have been reading authors in translation recently, without meaning to do so, and I found these books.
I highly recommend the whole series. Mr. Zafon uses some of the most beautiful descriptions I have ever encountered in literature. I read quite a lot.
Gratitude List I am thankful: 1. I got a nap. 2. I dreamed good dreams. 3. This entry came together effortlessly. 4. I am becoming an ace at making things on the phone. 5. The Samsung Note app is more robust than I guessed.
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