Posts Tagged ‘BarTalk’

Quoted in the Grove:
Sex: the pleasure is momentary, the position ridiculous, and the expense damnable.
~Lord Chesterfield

I think that every sexual position is fundamentally comic.
~Judith Butler

I got kicked out of ballet class because I pulled a groin muscle. It wasn’t mine.
~Rita Rudner

End Quote:
Chastity – the most unnatural of all the sexual perversions.
~Aldous Huxley


Posted from the Grove:
Piffin has joined others in the question, why let someone else interpret your work for readers? Those truly interested who care about quality and the polish of your work will come to the original for their pleasures. Also, regrettably, editors, pundits and reviewers sometimes get things wrong. Future postings by Piffin will be available for reading on the Glass Table, and the Prewritten and Impromptu benches of Writers Platform


In the course of conversations, another avenue for accessing the arts was suggested for WG. The stage @Wordgrove East has gone unused for too long, and the new year seems a good time to revive the use of it. The open air stage has a long history of vaudeville acts, madcap variety and miscellaneous use. With Piffin as MC, Wordgrove will be continuing this tradition by making you the producer of your own show or segment by featuring favorite pics from your Flickr.com files. Using a large pictureless frame, Wordgrove will start the new year by bringing back the Picture Show. Contact Piffin or BarTalk with your suggestions, selections or questions. Stay tuned for details. This will be fun


Prewritten for Thurs (01.09) 6 pm PT/9 ET is: hot tub, cider


@Writers Platform
Glass Table: no new drops


Prewritten: English sonnet

~Greymane: Them
What if the wicked old men who slumber are the shriveled masters who dream the evil that seeps into our world; what if they sleep and are not dead, and what if They wake?

~Stejovis: To The Victor
Wrens and jays have a go at the morsels and scraps; brute size and strength vs. flitting agility as they battle for their winter fare; place your bookie bet, check the score, leave your hard earned $$ behind at the door

~BarTalk: Dance of the Rose


Impromptu: haiku, use: fringe, blizzard

~Piffin: haiku
~Stejovis: haiku
~Greymane: haiku
~BarTalk: haiku

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Quoted in the Grove:

They always say time changes things, but you actually have to change them yourself. ~Andy Warhol

Somebody has to do something, and it’s just incredibly pathetic that it has to be us. ~Jerry Garcia

To the wrongs that need resistance,
To the right that needs assistance,
To the future in the distance,
Give yourselves.
~Carrie Chapman Catt

End Quote:
Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful committed citizens can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has.
~Margaret Mead


Posted from the Grove:

First, the kind of news it is a pleasure reporting. With the end of summer hiatus, old friends have returned to WG with their pazs. Welcome back GaryBob (@NutNut Fountain) and Greymane (**Greyed Expectations**). New member Jhynx (Jhynx’s WordGrove PAZ), and DWade_3 (DW) are especially welcome as new WG members and contributors to our Word Games


Word Games. ’hmm This editor can’t shake the feeling that there’s a better name for our Thurs writing sessions. Without resorting to crass commercialism to excite member interest, this editor would be delighted to hear your ideas

Okay, then, we’ll try it your way. If enough suggestions come in to warrant a vote by members, we’ll put them on the Tally Board, and T$1,500 goes to the winner. Or, a Book, Script or Scroll of the winner’s choice


Plans are underway for a Halloween Party scheduled for Thurs 10/31. It is a costume party. This is your chance to get freaky and have fun with it. Since it takes place on a regular Game night, the party will supersede the Impromptu exercise. Prewrittens are not exempt

There is but one ‘rule’ for those attending. Everyone is being asked to turn off Name Tags before coming to the party. This request will enhance the costumes’ anonymity factor. Changing costumes mid-party is allowed, and should make tracking peeps and buddies all the more baffling … um, intriguing. Altho this cannot be monitored and enforced, those attending will only be cheating themselves of the mystery and the fun to be had guessing who is who. Non-club members are welcome. Invite your friends. The more the merrier

Since Halloween is a holiday tailor-made for unfettered runs of imagination, it would be interesting to see what could be done with Wordgrove’s pier @Cannery Row. If enough join in, perhaps we could open up the pier as a Halloween tour site for others to enjoy. Just a thought


Please note the schedule change for Thurs Word Games. Meeting time has been pushed back one hour to give members more time to polish their prewrittens and to settle down for an evening in WG with the chores done. Please note new time below


Prewritten for Thurs (04/18) 6 pm PT/9 ET is:
Write your own obituary, epitaph, last words, etc


@Writers Platform

Glass Table:

~ReenRen: PW Photo Potentials
Check Ree’s scroll for link to picture she is submitting for possible PW exercise. Eerie



~Jhynx: (Prewritten) 10-03-13
Humans lose to entropy in their failed marriage with digital life; one proto-human remains with the keys of creation in her hand

~Greyman: The Storm and The Story
Poetry precedes the narrative in this stereo-recitation of: The queen and the witch are one; an evil young beauty stealing years from the local children to maintain her ass.ets, losing to her nemesis, Love

~ReenRen: Drown Town
The Queen, focused on beauty’s horizon, missteps and falls into the fetid muck below (note: do not use this occasion to practice your spoonerisms); she resorts to defense and building up walls against possible attack


Impromptu: Write a fortune cookie
The brevity of this week’s exercise allows WG Nutters to speak for themselves, obliquely. Fun premise, interesting results

You are love always in future to be touch and joyous!
Lucky Numbers 4 17 9 22 46 17
Learn Chinese: Ginger – Jiãng

You don’t miss her. You miss who you wanted her to be.

Do not wait upon your destiny for your destiny awaits your next choice.

~BarTalk: fortune cookie insert


Writers in Residence:
New pazs, will begin checking for new work soon.  Stay tuned

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Quoted in the Grove:

From now on, ending a sentence with a preposition is something up with which I will not put.
~Winston Churchill

As far as I’m concerned, ‘whom’ is a word that was invented to make everyone sound like a butler.
~Calvin Trillin

Even if you do learn to speak correct English, whom are you going to speak it to?
~Clarence Darrow


Posted from the Grove:

Wow! Our two week vacation from the Post & Review is over so … so quickly. This being the summer season, the Great Dispersion has set in. Happens every year.  Ya peeps are out there livin’ it! Perfect! You’ve better things to do with your summer, so we’ll not use up much of your sun time with make-news

Those attending this week’s Word Game (tomorrow, see below), are being asked to be on the alert for provocative, image-intensive words, and to bring a favorite to be used in this week’s Impromptu, or the Prewritten exercise for next week’s game

Piffin will be Guest Editor for the July 21 edition of the Wordgrove Post & Review


Prewritten prompts for Mon (07/08) 5 pm PT/8 ET: fend, raze


@Writers Platform

Prewritten: pedestrian, panache

~Stejovis: Tally Ho
(Transferred to the Tally Board, quoted here in full. Feel free to vote your favorite line)

Pedestrian little snail
gamely entered my mouth
and with great panache
led the entire meal

~BarTalk: Absinthe and Badge: chapter ii – Badge


Impromptu: haiku using ~ frothy, quench

~whitefeather: haiku

~Stejovis: two haiku

~BarTalk: haiku


Writers in Residence:
All y’all better be working on your own writing projects during this break. Weeks of summer leisure are yours to fill creatively. A couple stories, some journal entries, one good poem you’ve spent time with … something. Anything. You’ll be pleased. It’s good for you. It really is

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Quoted in the Grove:

A fashionable milieu is one in which everybody’s is made up of the opinion of all the others. Has everybody a different opinion? Then it is a literary milieu.
~Marcel Proust

Literature is strewn with the wreckage of those who have minded beyond reason the opinions of others.
~Virginia Woolf

Nothing contributes more to peace of soul than having no opinion at all.
~Georg Christoph Lichtenberg


Posted from the Grove:

Honoring this newsletter’s annual tradition, this will be the last edition before the Wordgrove Post & Review goes on summer hiatus. This break gives the editor time to work on his current project. A twice monthly edition will appear on the 1st & 3rd Sun of each month during the three month break. Anyone interested in catching up on back issues can do so at: http://wordgrovepost.wordpress.com

WG’s weekly Word Games will continue thru’out the summer. Meeting notifications will go out to regular attendees (Tmail, not club mail) with details on the week’s Prewritten assignment and other events. Anyone not regularly attending who wishes to be included in this list please notify BarTalk

This would be a good time for those who want a part in keeping Wordgrove active during the break to schedule events of their own. Altho member houses are likely to be used, WG’s clubhouse is always available. Event hosts are welcome to redecorate Writers in Residence (Hermit 005) to suit their needs


Prewritten for Mon (06/17) 5 pm PT/8 ET is: carnival, chamber


@Writers Platform
Glass Table:

~ReenRen: 1 out of 5 calls recorded
For those looking for a reason to be indignantly paranoid, link to a 50 second video with Shia LaBeouff on Jay Leno reporting his conversation with an FBI agent

Prewritten:  science, whip

~Stejovis: a sonnet
Tho the mysteries fall one by one to the rigors of science, some escape; forever

~Piffin: Cricket Song
Send the Sun home, enter Dusk the twilight world with a glass of voluptuous red, languor’s nectar; a symphony of chirrs in chorus with a cool and benevolent moonlight to soothe away the weariness and the heedless hurt of friends

~BarTalk: haiku


Impromptu: shatterproof, beckon

~Hensonian: Shatterproof
The heart as a brilliant glass protected from love, boxed, in a cage, in a cave … grows dull; even armored, a delicate beauty dies without eyes to give it meaning

~Stejovis: Bits in a Bottle
All the memories of life jumbled in a bottle that holds only so much; ingredients in a recipe, memories like spices bubble to the surface releasing their fragrance, but only so many not to muddle the taste



Writers in Residence:

~whitefeather @Surrounded by Nature:
I’d give up forever to touch you
Three quotes, each on love, three unquenchable thirstings; with a link to the Iris music video, containing the title lyrics

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Writing is to descend like a miner to the depths of the mine with a lamp on your forehead, a light whose dubious brightness falsifies everything, whose wick is in permanent danger of explosion, whose blinking illumination in the coal dust exhaust and corrodes your eyes.  ~Blaise Cendrars

Writing, at its best, is a lonely life. Organizations for writers palliate the writer’s loneliness but I doubt if they improve his writing. He grows in public stature as he sheds his loneliness and often his work deteriorates. For he does his work alone and if he is a good enough writer he must face eternity, or the lack of it, each day.  ~Ernest Hemingway

Nihilism is best done by professionals.  ~Iggy Pop


Posted from the Grove:

A reminder that this week’s Word Game is taking place tomorrow (Mon, 06.10), instead of Thurs. Meeting time is the same 5pm PT / 8pm ET. This new day for meeting will be in effect thru’out the summer

Also, next week will be the last regularly scheduled newsletter for the summer.  Twice monthly issues of the Wordgrove Post & Review will begin the first week in July. Guest editors are welcome. Pick a week, perhaps late summer, and spend a month or two crafting a polished edition. Have fun with it. It will be posted online at: http://wordgrovepost.wordpress.com


Prewritten for Mon (tomorrow, 06/1o) 5 pm PT/8 ET is: whip, science


@Writers Platform
Glass Table:

~Greenie: A Dream You Dream
Dreams wiser than the dreamer, flights of joy rising higher than flights of fancy, the blowback when dreams invade the world

~Wizardofoz: Heaven Can Wait
The last frontier and great Unknowable, dread it or face it with excitement; one hand raised, he’ll volunteer; yes he’ll go, but wouldn’t it be neat instead for live evidence to fall from the sky with real answers

~Stejovis: Various Sonnets  (previously reviewed)

Prewritten: write a sonnet

~Stejovis: in the manner of an Italian sonnet
Eagles fly the same space where imagination soars, where once they collided in a mind-meld, eyes too; aloft, the small world below, full wonder and amazement, then the dizzy fall, crash landing to awareness; Score: Adventure-8, Broken bones-0

a simple word sonnet  (quoted)


~Piffin: Countenance
The rituals of worship slowly take hold, free the mind for devotion; then emerges the vision of God’s own brightest jewel, the visage of one’s beloved; adoration for the God who gave her beauty, gave her radiance with a heart

~BarTalk: Rue Street


Impromptu: Plans for the summer were discussed, no impromptu

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Quoted in the Grove:

The church says: The body is a sin. Science says: The body is a machine. Advertising says: The body is a business. The body says: I am a fiesta.
~Eduardo Galeano

Your life is the one place you have to spend yourself fully–wild, generous, drastic–in an unrationed profligacy of self … And in that split second when you understand that you finally are about to die-to uncreate the world no time to do it over no more chances–that instant when you realize your conscious existence is truly flaring nova, won’t you want to have used up all-all-the splendor that you are?
~Robin Morgan

Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life.
~Mary Oliver


Posted from the Grove:
Since this Thurs is already taken up with a day of Thanksgiving, this week’s Word Game has been rescheduled for Wed (11/21), same Bat Time: 5 pm Pacific/8 Eastern, same Bat Station: Writers Platform

Prewritten is: A poem written in the style of Shakespeare (not only is the assignment in a foreign language and impossible to accomplish, but there’s a day less in which to do it, thank you Piffin). Hmm … this could be fun tho. Give a Nutter the chance to go wild, with a license to try anything and call it Shakespeare, with no one to gainsay it, it just might be fun. Give it a try, stop by. No doubt, he’d be honored

As previously noted, the computer died and needs replacing. Until then, travel in There using a netbook …  might as well be wading waist deep in molasses. And face planting into trees is not as fun as it sounds, surprisingly. Therefore, new work anywhere in WG that’s not on Writers Platform will be receiving less attention for the short while. But the Post & Review will be catching up soon

BriarRoseEve has been absent from Wordgrove for a long time, so it is good to hear from her and to learn that we lost her to a higher cause. Shutting out distractions, Briar has squirreled herself away to finish her first novel. Writers have many beginnings in their careers, and it is a matter of deep pride to this editor that Wordgrove gave Briar one of her writing starts

Daring to give up the commercial promise of one book for the novel she really wants to write, Piffin too is hard away at crafting the novel this editor is panting to read. Jessalee continues to work on her novel while being a new mom and working. These people write because they have to write, so we know why they do it. The question is how they manage it

@Writers Platform
Glass Library Table:
Stejovis: Fireplace Fantasy
When logs are legs with a nice ash and the poker is sizzling hot, by the time crescendoing flames lead to an eruption of sparks, the reader is left wanting a smoke

~Greenie: Silent Song
Between the falling teardrop and the blank page below are the stars of night and the last of a Cheshire smile

~Greenie: Touched and Awed*
Eyes mist
Breath catches
Heart skips

I tell myself to breathe
Thank you, each of you
Your offerings move me


And thank you, Greenie
PS: You too are on my list of reasons to be thankful

*Quoted, because the original said it best.

Prewritten: horizon

~Piffin: .Horizon.
How is Giraffe on the Ark supposed to scan for land with cats yowling, scattering in the rafters?
Words are to love what boots are to a brain; the impact of both, the great change, and the horizon that wasn’t death


Impromptu: Reflections of a murderer on the day without mentioning the crime

~Piffin: .In The Tall Grass.
Taking advantage of public lassitude, a throw-away culture and lean budgets to hide a body in plain sight

~Stejovis: totally free
The allure of personal justice and the lure of simple answers lead to unravelings in a sibling prank gone bad; and just as civil wars and the Middle East prove out, no one fights like family

~Aluria: Aunt Ida’s Brownies
Belladonna, Christmas brownies and divorce by extreme prejudice

~BarTalk: Death at Rue Merde

Writers in Residence:
@the Tally Sign:
~Stejovis: Sneak Attack
Must be seen, too clever for review; your one chance to vote where the voting is fun

~GaryBob @NutNut Fountain: Virtual Diaspora
Like finding a scroll from the last hours of Pompeii or from the desperate times of Atlantis sinking, GB’s poem of the last days of There closing was to relive a great sadness. To read it from the future with friendships replenished and the world restored is to feel the blended meaning of words like epic and magic

~Piffin: All Life’s Other Lies
Gritty image of a cigarette stubbed out in coffee dregs before the entrance of another; call it love because there was healing, then breaking waves on an empty shore, a lonely fire and a broken heart

~Jessalee: (murder) 1115
With a breakdown in communication between Mac & PC worlds, a written story threatens to become the real story, the war between man and machine and death by defenestration

~Greymane @Greyed Expectations 2: ~5~ of 6
In the Valley of Shadows, ominous and foreboding; ah, but to throw a shadow, however dim, needs a source of light

~Whitefeather @Dreaming Tree: Unreliable Map
Nighttime, dream-like, a soup of fog swirls in patches under the lamplight, parts, reveals the tattooed World Woman in bed, quivering to the soft tracings of a quill on her skin; posing dangers to the role of compass, how reliable is a map that moves?

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Quoted in the Grove:
“Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.” ~Dr. Seuss

“I’m selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.” ~Marilyn Monroe

“Be yourself; everyone else is already taken. ~Oscar Wilde


Posted from the Grove:
Arriving late, I missed whatever folly found itself in our grove Thursday past before we were set to our 30 minute Impromptu pieces.

The tide has gone out, taking with it VirtualJester’s ‘The Thought Tree’ build.

To the north, thx brings us a Kilroy of greetings sprinkled with vibrant flowers and a welcoming bench ‘neath a shading of trees.

The ever changing of our Grove is one of our constants.

@Writers Platform
Library Table: No new drops

No new offers on the Prewritten bench. Perhaps it waits for you.

This week’s words for Word Games (11/4) are: speechless, joke.

Impromptu: Bad Hair Day
~Stejovis: A play on words on the bindings of two Haiku and Four Doggerel Quatrains in Trochaic Tetrameter (If you can say that three times fast you’ve earned a boon!!) Of rabbits and brows, bounds and perspiration, the formula brews up some fun. Fluff it all with some ruffled feathers and we’ve quite the mix of a Bad Hair Day.

~Jessalee: We are transported into the heavy competition of the elite. Dogs that is 😉  Painstaking care and nail-biting waits, culminates in a shih tzu of a ruined hairdo, or two.

~AidenScott: Fixation breeds…fixation. A momentary lapse in the freedom that can only be found in nature, and the tormenting imprisonment of sameness and routine, trapped in our own blinded mirror.

~BarTalk: Choices. So much in such a simple word. A world of difference in a single choice. Do we reflect those around us or are we reflected in them? An eternity of ‘bad hair days’ plays out from one clear cut choice.

~Greenie: More than a storm brews here. Locks that have a life of their own, swirl and curl, and bind the two as one.

Writers in Residence:
~Gate; Brought to us by Kangaroo- Where we all become both past and future.

~Whitefeather: “I’d give up forever to touch you”
A small collection on yearnings. Drawing from deeply within my being. Heated tears, well…

~Stejovis: For Contemplation– Haiku, simple truths, beautiful in the sparsity of words.
Etudes– Fully formed images, painted with only a few strokes.

~GaryBob- Narcissus Moon– Transfixed and bedazzled, a young man loses more than foresight.

I lose time as I test time while I waste time at hand. A book in an hourglass keeps me just out of reach of the answers I sought at the Fortune Teller’s Table.

A musical offering from Greenie on the Writer’s Platform Library table.

This Thursday’s prewritten words are: speechless, joke.
Join us on the Writer’s Platform Thursday, November 8, 2012 (5pm Pacific/8 Eastern)

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