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2012: The Year We Flip!
Time to reinvent, remap, and redress my approach to writing & life...before it's too late!
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THANK YOU alfred booth, wanbli ska for the ribbon and continuous support!

(Formerly titled 2010: A New Odyssey...clearly it's too late for that.)

Lots to do before the Mayan calendar runs out. This blog will now become my bucket list. I've published before the year even starts. Next up, adopt a motherless duck and raise it to become a swan. Should be easy enough.

Reinventing myself from start to finish. I couldn't continue on the path I was on and needed a fresh start. This time around I want to put the focus on writing and the world outside of this community as it affects my life.

I realize now that I have been baring my chest a bit more, like I did when I was young and wanted approval from others. I do it now because I realize the fake me is so much more boring and unliberated than the real me. Time will tell if my open diary will be more appealing to readers.

~ Brian

My blogging days at Writing.Com began here >>>

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My Journal  [13+]
This is my pulpit. I'm no preacher, just long to be heard like the rest of us.
by Brian Keith Compton


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Thanks For The Memories Brett Favre  [ASR]
The yoyo Brett Favre and his re-re-return to football...AND one last shot at glory.
by Brian Keith Compton


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18.  Thank You For The HonorID #669886 
Posted: 9-30-2009 @ 4:00 pm EDT 
Edited: 9-30-2009 @ 4:02 pm EDT 

I was totally surprised to learn I earned the Shining Star award today. Through my affiliation with Rising Stars, the Circle of Sisters determined my entry "Old Log" was the best entry this month. I knew they didn't have a lot of entries this month and just thought I would contribute, since I haven't entered the contest for some time. What a nice surprise.

I'm also overwhelmed with all the kind replies and further reviews received today. I want to thank everyone and hope that I can appropriately respond to all. I'm especially proud to be a Rising Star, now Shining Star, today. It wouldn't be possible without MDuci and Gabriella for supporting me for so long and helping me keeping my head on straight.

Thanks to all the reviewers for the high marks. I only wish I could be more active on this site, and perhaps I will be in the near future. if time permits.

Thanks. I've got to run. Kids are getting off the bus now!

~ Brian

"Shine On Me [ASR]
 


17.  Tinkering With the Front PageID #669688 
Posted: 9-28-2009 @ 11:50 pm EDT 
Edited: 10-3-2009 @ 5:58 am EDT 

I keep tinkering with the front page of my portfolio Brian Keith Compton in hopes of driving traffic to my latest articles or items that earn me a few pennies here and there at Helium.com. Since it is the season, I've decided to go retro-autumnal and list a few oldies.

Fall is one of my favorite times of the year to write about. I'm going to add to this blog entry later with some other seasonal favs.

 


16.  Linking Writing.Com articles on GoogleID #669616 
Posted: 9-28-2009 @ 12:42 pm EDT 
Edited: 9-28-2009 @ 1:14 pm EDT 

subtitle: toiling in anonymity

This has been slow going. I've been trying to increase my traffic here by linking my items on Google using my Google account. You can boost your items, add comments to draw attention, but it all may be for naught.

The problem with linking is the articles don't have titles when they are listed. Because Writing.Com identifies items by number, there is nothing in the title or tag line to grab someone's attention. The underlying subtext hasn't shown much to draw reader's either.

For instance, my Favre blog. I link entries but they don't show anything but the item number and the same blog intro blurb. So, if someone does a keyword search for Favre's latest last minute comeback, googlers won't be able to see what my entry is about or have any reason to be teased into clicking the link.

This is one of the reasons Writing.Com seems insulated from the rest of the internet community. I would advocate a change in the item labeling system. I know this might be a headache or nightmare overhaul, or maybe not. What do I know?

What I do know is that a lot more traffic could be generated if item numbers were replaced with the keywords describing the articles written at this website. Then, exposure to the outside world and many new members may arrive. Or, maybe that's a bad thing since this website has a big fish in a small pond mentality that keeps it's current membership happy rather than attracting more skilled writers.

I see the benefits of keeping my focus on blogging for sites that pay you for the visitors you draw. Using Ad Sense could derive some income. It just takes some internet savvy and finagaling to make it happen. Something I don't have time for, unless I thought I was a big deal and could make a lot of money for my words.

I'll keep it simple until or unless that day comes when I feel I could break out and actually make a name for myself on the internet. For now, I'll mire amid the toilers of anonymity.

 


15.  A Heart Such As MineID #669191 
Posted: 9-25-2009 @ 7:58 am EDT 

I know I say I'm done with poetry, but there have been many on the back burner. The latest is something that I have tinkered with for some time and today just looked at it and decided to flip a few things around until it seemed coherent enough to let others see. I'll link here and hope for the best.

ID: 1599342   (Rated: ASR)
A Heart Such As Mine 
Pessimistic rant of a symbolic heart seeking freedom from the bonds of conformity.
by Brian Keith Compton


There are other poems still longing for my attention. I find these days with nothing relevant to do these poems give me a chance to tie up some loose ends, feel a sense of accomplishment until something else comes along.

 

14.  Thank You Angel Army!ID #668991 
Posted: 9-23-2009 @ 6:06 pm EDT 

What a wonderful month it has been! It's been an honor to among the authors featured by the Angel Army. I really appreciate the extra exposure and the fine feedback I've received.

It's been awhile since I've participated in the forums, outside of a few fun activities. It's been my desire to get back to reviewing. I struggle with reading these days and see better without my glasses when I'm on the computer. It does put a strain on my eyes, so I use artifical tears to combat that. I also think I need bi-focals.

If I can get my house in order, I'm signed up to review for another group next month and want to return the favor. I will focus mostly on reviewing poetry and look forward to seeing what everyone has been writing of late. It will be good to get in touch with some old friends and cross those paths again.

Thanks everyone for the support! You really are angels. *Smile*

Brian


 


13.  Beg Me, Push Me, Goad Me, Praise Me...ID #668643 
Posted: 9-21-2009 @ 1:31 am EDT 

...whatever it takes to get me reviewing again. This old blind guy signed up to help a group raise gift points as a reviewer starting in October. Since I can't go door to door or bug you at your job to sign a sheet pledging how many gift points you'll give for each review I do over a two week span, I'm posting in my seldom seen blog for support. *Laugh*

Here's the link:

ID: 1555622   (Rated: E)
Sunshine Review-a-Thon (Closed) 
Review Marathon to raise funds for some great groups! Run by Ash & Harley!
by Anastasia V. Pergakis


Tell me to go for it, that I'm washed up as a reviewer, that you don't think I'm capable of helping anyone raise gift points with my feedback just to get me going. I can use all kinds of incentives to run up the score. I could do 100 reviews or a dozen. It all depends on who wants to help out this cause. I'll promise to review pledgers. I'll even do your homework!

I signed on the dotted line, so I'm all in for this upcoming review frenzy. I'd like to help out writers with any possible words of encouragement I might have to give. I keep shying away from reviewing, blaming my eyes and feeble mind from sinking my teeth into other writer's works. I know it will be good for me to get out there again, meet people I haven't reviewed before, maybe make some new friends.

Just looking for some purpose and regain that little something I had when I first joined this site. Turn back the sands of time and give this blind old fool another chance to prove what he might do...can do.


 

12.  Unsuccessful poem/poetID #668491 
Posted: 9-19-2009 @ 11:30 pm EDT 
Edited: 9-19-2009 @ 11:31 pm EDT 

Why I struggle as a writer/poet lies within an unfinished poem that I look over and over on my laptop, waiting for some divine hand to show me the way to its conclusion:

Two hemispheres.
Two parents polar opposite of each other.
I dip into the passion of one
to create with the intellect of the other.
Like a fountain pen dragged
across the wide current that begs
in its gluttonous mood for more,
with much burden,
I frequently cross from one to another.
I bathe in those fountains of psyche,
molding my spirit that yearns,
renewing, yet tearing me down
by each dream I submerge.
The whole while I’m thinking
there’s got to be an easier way to be creative,
always taking this large, circuitous journey
daily around the track
that links these two minds
as one inside of my own.



My parents were very different people with different backgrounds and upbringing. I feel I have struggled all my life to live the best I can by both of their values. I tried too hard to earn respect from my dad which would never come. I didn't pay homage enough to the woman who fought to protect me from his ego that sought to crush me whenever I got in his path.

I'm conflicted even now to express how it feels to be betwix two entities that have guided me through life, without ever finding a true path of my own to follow. I fear I will fail my own children if I don't get my act together. I want to have purpose, direction in this life before I lead. Too often, I yield to my wife. I put too much pressure on her to pick up the slack when I am afraid of making the wrong decisions for our family.

I was hoping a return to writing would open some avenues, show me the way. I idle over the simplest tasks, fear taking on the bigger projects. I avoid the potential for monumental mistakes in search of safe, little victories that get me no further ahead in this battle.

This is all vague drivvel from a blogger no one here truly knows. Many get the gist of my poems and meanings at times, but I feel so one-dimensional here. I'm on this island, pretty much alone, wondering what I should be doing with myself. I waste time, bide time, waiting for some grand inspiration to sweep me up and take me off. Yet, I'm still here.

I've tried to quit this website several times. But, I have nowhere else to go. I don't have much at Helium.com. There's little interaction or community. I could find ways to get involved over there. Guess, it would just feel like starting over. I'm stuck. I need to make my mind up. I wish my two halves could become whole, find this identity I need, so I can pick myself up and move on.

Idling,

Brian
 


11.  Thinking of Mom...ID #668333 
Posted: 9-18-2009 @ 10:54 pm EDT 
Edited: 9-19-2009 @ 9:45 pm EDT 

It's fall...that time of year again when I'm thinking of Mom.

Her birthday is around the corner, time to reflect and pay tribute to the woman who made life so much more enjoyable and easy for me. I never thanked her enough and wish I could do more now. What I have is the folder of musings and photos of her to share...

ID: 1170418   (Rated: E)
Mother, My Muse 
Poems and other works about the woman who inspired my vision to become a writer.
by Brian Keith Compton


I hope others can relate. I held a contest over a year ago and have reopened that forum so others can see the entries which were all winners. This is for a limited time, something I can do to share with others and maybe a word or two to help one another appreciate that special mom that may have been an inspiration, caregiver, friend.


From my eulogy for her:

"I am in awe of her. She would breath life into an ordinary world, give it color, and hold it up for me to see. She was an idealist forced underground. Her cause was her children. She would lead us by the hand to a place that was peaceful and harmonious. A place that I thought I could only discover with her until I found it inside of me. And then I look around, and I realize, she's alive in all of us. She's in my brother's eyes, in his smile and gestures."

ID: 1171943   (Rated: E)
Mother's Last Assignment 
Eulogy I read at my Mom's funeral in 2000.
by Brian Keith Compton

 

10.  Plagiarist Kicked To Internet CurbID #668237 
Posted: 9-18-2009 @ 9:52 am EDT 

It took some doing and the involvement of many affected writers, but our plagiarist seems to no longer exist at the siliconindia site where I first discovered my article was being improperly used. (Red my previous blog posts for more)

Several Helium writers and writers of articles from around the web have contacted me with much thanks. It's very gratifying to know this guy can no longer display his stolen works at that site. I will have to pay close attention to see if he resurfaces. The only links to his plagiarized works that I had kept are no longer active and cannot find his account now.

This was a worthwhile effort. It is a daunting task at times to try to assert what you believe is right. I have troubled at times to know when to push the agenda. It was a no brainer in this case. It took a lot out of me and a lot of time. I'm glad to finally see results, because the site host seemed unwilling to do anything at first.

I think turning up the heat by getting all the other writers involved, some with more knowledge of copyright law, helped persuade Siliconindia to finally step in. I've lost some sleep over this. I've put on the back burner projects I could have been working on. I will have to refocus and refresh before I can move forward.

Thanks to all who participated and supported me through this process.

Brian
 


9.  A Forgotten Poem Returns...ID #667713 
Posted: 9-14-2009 @ 2:13 pm EDT 
Edited: 9-16-2009 @ 7:51 am EDT 

I had given up on poetry but continue to find forgotten works tucked away in folders on my laptop. These things, epiphanies that I jot down quickly and forget, return to haunt me. I had to finish this poem that still needs work, but feel I should share at this point to see where it can go from here.

ID: 1599485   (Rated: E)
Old Log 
A naturist's kinship with a rotting log puts life, death and purpose in perspective.
by Brian Keith Compton


Another of my Keatsian or ode-like efforts paralleling my relationship/kinship with a rotting log serendipitously stumbled upon in my nature walks. I'm startled by how real and uncertain life is when a tree is left to rot into the earth with no apparent purpose. It takes a true gaze to really know that all is not in vain, but it's easy for one to forget. The poem needs to show more of how I experience this failure to find purpose in my own life before realizing that I'm overlooking the obvious functions that make us whole.

More appreciation of what I have is what I need. More appreciation for a dying tree, even though it is unceremoniously rotting in its open grave.

I don't want the poem to seem too morbid, just give a realistic sense of self and purpose and how to rise above it to find meaning and self-worth above all.

I'll babble more about this later. I'm sure a rewrite or two is in the works before I decide what to do with this poem.

...and another poem:

ID: 1599740   (Rated: ASR)
Shine On Me 
My thanks to Writing.Com's Circle of Sisters for shining their light on me.
by Brian Keith Compton

 


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