Wordgrove Post & Review

Quoted in the Grove:
Coffee is a beverage that puts one to sleep when not drank.
~Alphonse Allais

I never drink coffee at lunch. I find it keeps me awake for the afternoon.
~Ronald Reagan

If this is coffee, please bring me some tea; but if this is tea, please bring me some coffee.
~Abraham Lincoln

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Posted in the Grove:
November is National Novel Writing Month, or NaNoWriMo. The challenge is to write 50,000 words between 11/01 and 11/30. Writers tend to dawdle, are often afflicted with daydreams; those who don’t understand call it procrastinating. Want to get serious about that book that’s been nagging you? This exercise works wonderfully to focus the mind. You’ll be joining 400 – 500,000 writers of all ages from around the world. It’s what November is for. Interested? Contact Jessalee for details and encouragement, or go to: http://www.nanowrimo.org

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Steve Jobs Ten Rules for Success (as chosen and assembled by Evan Carmichael), is 40 minutes of Mr Jobs at various stages in his career talking about getting it right. Creatives in every field will recognize the process he talks about. Readers of this newsletter will recognize quotes from Mr Jobs in its opening Quoted section. This might be useful viewing for anyone thinking of NaNoWriMo as the first stage of something.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eHzAtxW3TzY

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Greenie’s Castle Darque has moved and now stands guard high on the southwestern bluff overlooking WeirdGrave. Castle Darque is grand and beautiful. It is a must see. Also, stop by WeirdGrave and Quill Point (clubhouse @ 005 Hermit) before all the fun stuff gets put away.

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From the mother of one vampireling verbalizing for countless other sleepless parents, the following lullaby. A Halloween monster special … adorable, but not for the faint of heart:

Go The Fuck To Sleep Song
~Adam Mansbach; Samuel L Jackson reading

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hFkd0e2IjnI

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Prewritten for Thurs (10/29) @6pm PT/9 ET is: a picture

https://farm6.staticflickr.com/5694/22210692550_e20f447153.jpg

BOO!!

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@Writers Platform:
Glass Table

~Piffin:

“Hourglass”

Waxing and waning
The moon and their romance
She, an accountant
He, between jobs
She had that way
Of making him laugh
At himself
At the rainfall
At all of the should-haves
He brought her flowers
And sunlight
And daydreams
A week in New England
Cool nights on the town
She gave him hope
And shoestrings
And futures
He’d never imagined
Nor she, so she said
All of his wishes
Frail eggs in one basket
Candlelight
Kisses
An hourglass, full
Until something called her
A yearning
A pipedream
Her hand on his doorknob
A tearful goodbye
And now, all is silence
An egg basket, empty
Dried flowers
And bleach
And the sweat on his brow
In silence
The silence
The hourglass wrought
The blood
Was harder
To clean up than he thought

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Prewritten: conformity

~Greymane:

Silent Promises

She cast illusions in the wind and sent them on their way
The promises that laughed at her grew silent on display
Complacent in conformity she shuffles through the dream
The wisdom that had brought her here was too confused to scream
Distant in her memory she calls to nothing there
While silence whispers softly to the dreams of her despair
Alone she cried melodic in her lullaby of fear
She danced to near the jagged edge where reason disappears
Defeated by each enemy her twisted mind had fought
She leapt while laughing off the ledge and vanished into thought

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~Piffin: haiku

Flogging weary muse
Squeeze out one more prewritten
Ah conformity

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~BarTalk: Steve Jobs – May ’85

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Impromptu: frog whistle

~Greymane: haiku

Frog Whistle Roundup
In the middle of the pond
Meeting on the fly

~Piffin: haiku

Long-legged leap year
Lilly pad fashionistas
Frog whistles resound

~Jessalee: haiku

oops! long tongue retrieves
not a bug but falling reed
and gulp! frog whistles

~BarTalk: not-a-haiku

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