Quoted in the Grove:
I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?
~Ernest Hemingway
Accept everything about yourself–I mean everything. You are you and that is the beginning and the end–no apologies, no regrets.
~Henry Kissinger
My experience of life is that it is not divided up into genres; it’s a horrifying, romantic, tragic, comical, science-fiction cowboy detective novel. You know, with a bit of pornography if you’re lucky.
~Alan Moore
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Posted from the Grove:
Thurs Word Games was subdued this week and produced no new writing. The impromptu exercise was scuttled in favor of coming to terms…. Different people stopped by to chat, stayed a while and left. The talk was about light, but the mood was dark. It was about Piffin
The news isn’t good, but it leaves room for hope. After two weeks in intensive care, Piffin isn’t responding to treatment as expected. Prognosis is uncertain. Her family is otherwise engaged at the moment; news will arrive when it is warranted
The prayer that says ‘thank you’ is usually sufficient to get one thru life. But there comes a time when even the unknowing and unbelieving find a reason to ask the universe for a favor. Whatever happens, it can’t be ruled out that there is Someone who listens to prayer, our perturbations in the ether. If it is in your power to send healing her way (because there are those who can), please do. For the rest of us, it might help to believe; but even if not, it can’t hurt her to think of Piffin in a moment of prayer. As noted, news from the Post & Review isn’t good this week, so it goes out early in order that prayers can be said
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Ginger Leigh, the third novella in the four book mini-series, Noble Gabe Alone, is finished. The chapters are generally short. All 18 of them will be dropped on display tables behind the well in Wordgrove. They’ll be remain out waiting for Piffin’s return
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Prewritten for Thurs (06/05) @6pm PT/9 ET is: an image
http://ishtari.arcticworlds3d.com/therestuff/nebula001.jpg
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@Writers Platform
Glass Table: No new drops
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Prewritten: space, blind
~Greymane: Followed Her Blind
There are pleasures and comfort in destinies shared, when the chained and the jailer are willingly paired
Favorite line:
She reached out her hand and I followed her blind
~BarTalk: Epitaph #3
Piffin: AWOL
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Impromptu: none this week
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Writers in Residence:
~whitefeather @Firelight: Passages of Time
that lucid hour
sunset reflecting shadows
on pristine white walls
Orb weaver spinning silk thread
silent emptiness of time
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http://youtu.be/blZCFVEjc5A
~GaryBob @NutNut Fountain: Writers Block
Like getting something from nothing and squeezing blood from a stone, a writer’s prayer answers itself
~Greymane @Greyed Escape: Mask
The crowning lies of a princess, truths behind a mask; a charade, a masquerade heavy to hold in place drops away at last
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