Archive for July, 2014

Quoted in the Grove:
A ship in port is safe, but that’s not what ships are built for.
~Grace Murray Hopper

If a man knows not what harbor he seeks, any wind is the right wind.
~Lucius Annaeus Seneca

It is important for the explorer to be willing to be led astray.
~Roger von Oech

End Quote by ~Washington Irving
Society is like a lawn, where every roughness is smoothed, every bramble eradicated, and where the eye is delighted by the smiling verdure of a velvet surface; he, however, who would study nature in its wildness and variety, must plunge into the forest, must explore the glen, must stem the torrent, and dare the precipice.


Posted from the Grove:
Previous experience of the summer doldrums in There led this editor to install the summer hiatus as a Wordgrove tradition. It was a time set aside for those working on personal projects while everyone scatters for their usual summer pleasures. This editor having the time for it doesn’t change the picture for others. It’s summertime and people want to play. Just please, please always have pen and paper nearby, or a screen with keyboard

Since the Post & Review is almost entirely dependent on member content, and this amount being seasonally reduced, it was decided to return to the traditions of hiatus and take the summer off. Thurs Word Games will continue thru the break as they have in the past. Prewritten and Impromptu writing exercises from Hiatus ’14 will be reviewed when the Post & Review returns late Sept / early Oct


Prewritten for Thurs (07/31) @6pm PT/9 ET is: ocean, rust


Four Reasons to Use Dramatic Irony in Your Story

phdcomics.com on writing

“Weird Al” Yankovic rappin’ about, Word Crimes


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Prewritten: wither on the vine

~Jessalee: wither on the vine
Wine from the vine is fine, confined ids turn loosey-goosey; refinement’s dull decorum on the run, makes ’em swoon and ask, who is she?

~Piffin: “Harvest” (qif)

Hither runs the farmer wife
Thither through my mind
Planting thoughts that come to naught
And wither on the vine
Breezes without movement
Treeses I can’t climb
With shaky shoots in concrete boots
These roots, at least, are mine

~BarTalk: Interview, informal


Impromptu: dignity, shadows

~Greymane: untitled
Say the words ‘fallen angel’ and one feels in the presence of a distal holiness; thrown from heights to where the only evidence of light is a penumbra in the shadows, a dream lies tumbled but the wings remain

~Jessalee: 1 & 2
1. haiku (qif)

skirt lifts just enough
no dignity in the shadows
as the man walks by

2. untitled
Courage to match the horror; the history of conscience and a win

~Greenie: A Walk in the Shadows
Shadows are for contrast for those who live in light; the colors are those of ecstasy to the poet given sight

~BarTalk: not a haiku

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Quoted in the Grove:
Faith is rather like a rhinoceros, in fact: it won’t do much in the way of real work for you, and yet at close quarters it will make spectacular claims upon your attention.
~Sam Harris

Faith is the daring of the soul to go farther than it can see.
~William Newton Clarke

Writing is an act of faith, not a trick of grammar.
~E B White

End Quote by ~Thomas Hardy

Well, World, you have kept faith with me,
Kept faith with me;
Upon the whole you have proved to be
Much as you said you were.


Posted from the Grove:
It started with Greymane’s poem.  Good enough that it must stand on its own, beyond condensing, beyond review. The only justice would be to publish it. Then Piffin’s poem insisted the same, distillation being impossible in good poetry. Then Jessalee’s poem and TommyO’s story, all demanding to be read in the original. An embarrassment of riches.  There is room for one haiku by Stejovis. Otherwise, this recommendation: Hotfoot it over to WG’s Platform, grab a few from the Prewritten and Impromptu benches, take the easy chair and enjoy your reads. Seriously


Prewritten for Thurs (04/17) @6pm PT/9 ET is: wither on the vine


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Glass Table: No new drops


Prewritten: gypsy, discipline

~Greymane: untitled
Who would think to look more closely in the glittering romance of moonlight; the grin under the mask behind the façade, something sinister

Piffin: “Miracle” ~ An ode to contentment

BarTalk: Gypsy Life


Impromptu: padlock, lilt

~Greymane: A Part
A journey only possible with the pain reined in; then insight from a light, a voice reminding, you’ve always had the key

~Jessalee: untitled
Love that sacrifices receives love in return; there are sides to the equation not answerable to rules, but there’s a pull to love that people want to obey

~Piffin: “Tadpole” ~ Frog Prince in-waiting

~TommyO: A Dark Place
Solitary confinement: how rules change and how the mind bends to the hammer of loneliness in a society of one; believable pain as a character

Stejovis: first of three haiku (qif)

an open padlock –
the lilt of a chorus
beside the pond

~BarTalk: make me


Writers in Residence:

~Jessalee @The Nut’s Hut: Vid Places used in There
There.com is old enough now to have developed traditions and stories around its permanent sites. Tho less pliable and plastic than other worlds online, the durability of There’s landscape allows legends to develop and take on life. Real life. With their buildings and gardens, designs and constructions, people come and go … but the land remains. There endures

Perhaps it was the landscape itself that dictated the characters and storyline, but Jessa gave herself up to this feature of pixel permanence and let the story thru. She created a short video of the places used in her book’s creation, a story of generations and migration. It’s worth a visit


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Quoted in the Grove:
Comedy and horror are opposite sides of the same coin. I have the heart of a child. I keep it in a jar on my shelf.
~Robert Bloch

If it weren’t for my lawyer, I’d still be in prison. It went a lot faster with two people digging.
~Joe Martin

Writing a good essay isn’t that easy. You can’t do it with a pointing stick. I try to make a point obliquely, adroitly, and whenever possible, with humor. It must always be a surprise. The surprise is what makes people laugh.
~John Gould


Posted from the Grove:
Since this week’s Impromptu was again preempted by chat (amazing the dimension that voice adds to chat), the search was on for filler material to round out the newsletter. Three different videos offering three different perspectives visited the porch in Belize this week. When worlds collide and views collude as conveniently as these three have, it’s time to pay attention. For your consideration:

Send In the Clowns: the perception of bittersweet
A Penji Production filmed in There

Always #LikeAGirl: perception and the truth

Pale Blue Dot: Carl Sagan with a cosmic perspective


Returning to the issue of chat. The good news is that people in this club really like each other and enjoy each other’s company. The really good news is that Wordgrove is the happy place where they like to meet for this. The not so good news is that the writing club part of Thurs Word Games has been allowed to atrophy

This not a new issue. There was a solution that worked before, and will likely work again if adhered to. Word Games start Thurs at 6pm PT/9pm ET. Those most interested in writing show up about this time, settle in, catch up on news, share videos, etc … and time passes. The window of time set aside for Impromptu gets used up in social frippery that might have added interest to the social group when they arrive

The solution remains the same as before: Word Game starts at 6 PT/9 ET, Impromptu starts an hour later at 7/9. People wanting to get together just for chat might find this a good time to arrive, settle in, read anything new that’s been dropped, chat, catch up with other late-arrivers and wait for the writers to return. Give us half an hour

This would be a good time to try a variation on Thur night’s success at Jessa’s new place on WG Pier. After returning from Impromptu, we could finish the fun, social part of the evening at member homes on a rotating basis. It’s a cozier, more intimate setting that seems to free up the silliness and warmth in everyone. Anyone visiting Wordgrove after the regrouping can be summoned. A Scroll can be left with a link. Possibilities abound, but a return to our writing focus remains the priority


Prewritten for Thurs (07/17) @6pm PT/9 ET is: gypsy, discipline


Piffin’s latest story to be accepted for publication has been given pride of place in the current edition of Big Pulp’s, Black Chaos, their vampire issue. The final story capping this anthology is Piffin’s, “Alice, in Decline”. To view this issue’s table of contents, and to order a copy for your own reading pleasure, goto:


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Glass Table: No new drops


Prewritten: glossary, orgasm

~Greymane: Devoured
Tho the want of her is a hunger replete, the woman of mystery threatens escape; the essence of wander and wonder complete, she curls up at last in the home that he’s made

~Piffin: “Appalachian Summer” ~ The door marked In goes out

~BarTalk: Chemistry


Impromptu: Tune in next week


Writers in Residence:
~Jessalee @The Nut’s Hut: the story of “Watching Winter”
On the creation of a personal masterpiece

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