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| Isn't it sad when you write 20+ poems, then go back for revisions, and find every one of them complete crap? *sigh* |
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| Does anyone know why I cannot respond to an e-mail using my iPad? I can use it for every other writing action here on WDC but responding to e-mails. All help appreciated. |
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@alfredboothpoet on Twitter. Every writer should belong there because the stupid 140 character limit is an excellent exercise in conciseness. |
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Don't usually like to plug, but in this case, since my P.(tree)Log is not my true blog, it won't show up on the general blog list here.
I felt like writing. The end is rough. I'll edit it tomorrow, but for those of you around and interested in my rusty poetry, here's a link:
http://www.writing.com/main/books/item_id/1489243-Scattered-leaves-with-p oetic-imprints |
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| Is anyone here writing for The River of Stones? If so, please send me your contact info so I can read them. I don't have a lot of following within the Writing Our Way Home community as yet and am feeling rather isolated. Thanks! |
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| Don't know who'll get this, but Happy Holidays to All! It seems to me that few people in my circle of WDC friends use these little updates. So, let's make a common New Year's resolution to update our lives a bit more frequently. Peace and Love to all. Cheers to the hot toddy and eggnog drinkers among us!!! |
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I've begun writing for the Writer's Digest online contest, 2011 November PAD Chapbook Challenge. Started yesterday and am only three poems behind. AND my wrist is not a happy camper at the current rate I'm using it.
Oh, and I'm visiting the Eiffel Tower Sunday morning with part of Pierre's family who arrive tomorrow morning for the long Vet Day week-end. |
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Finally a new poem, perhaps too long, but it says what it needs to say. I'm so happy to have written something convincing.
Here's the link: "the moment respite is lost"  |
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| This after my class recital at the conservatory went well. Except that I have one of my more serious migraines. Needless to say, even though my hand was feeling OK, I didn't grace the audience with anything. Tomorrow's another day. And I'm here blathering about it because I've got two parties in the building. One below, one next door. Sleep and/or silence is impossible. Am I jinxed or what! |
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| After three weeks, the new anti-inflammatory pills bought from a US internet company are certainly helping my tendinitis. My hand takes a LOT less time recuperating from my daily activities. Now I just need a reason to convince my muse that there are things worth writing about. I feel like a fake lately. |
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| Brilliant late Indian Summer in France. My writing days seem to be dwindling to early autumn firewood as I am not moved in the least to poetic composition. Life is simple lately, my students who all inspire me with no exception, a soon-to-be six-month-old Gao Cat and more communication with Pierre. Maybe I don't need writing any more...? |
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Dear Sir; You're right. Rather than leave a comment that could be construed as a nicety, making the author wonder what indeed was referred to and thereby perhaps starting a dialogue that might lead to elaboration on the original comment, I should have instead done nothing. The piece I commented on has long since faded into obscurity in my mind for a melange of reasons, so forgive me if I do not reply in more detail. Good luck with your writing. Nobody ever built a statue of a critic. |
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| I'll try. After 10 weeks of summer break, I resume teaching in four days; I can't wait! Gao put a nasty gash in my right thumb so the piano is out again; my hand is so-so. I've little to say, so my poetry seems to have evaporated. Pierre and I have begun to truly communicate so my heart in light once again. |
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She sold the wick? That's a cool expression...
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Peace and love, Alfred  |
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| ... surely gentlemen can have boudoirs too - as long as they wear smoking jackets... |
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lovely views... peaceful solitude... clothes-optional afternoons ...(as long as his mother is not around ) |
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My My Mr Butler...What a lot of fans you have scribbling on your wall. I can see I shall have to get into the habit but then you know what a flighty madam I am. |
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| Almost one year wiser.... |
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| I just discovered this neat little area in Ports. Wanted to stop and wave. |
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Good heavens! This looks like a Facebook wall! Thanks for visiting my notebook Alfred - away from here for a few days and the entire site changes! Hope you are well, dear friend.  |
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| Such a delight when sounds of friendship make music in words! Thanks for the visit, Alfred. |
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To return your facebook style note ;) Which I tried to comment on in my port, but it didn't work for some reasons - anxiety hasn't lessened - actually it's now worse (which explains my absence recently). And I'm still computerless.
Hope the rehearsal went well inspite of the migraine. I always hated rehearsals with migraines, there's nothing to do but sit there and pray you don't vomit all over your instrument.
Such an uplifting note! |
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| I had a vision this morning... and predict the Troubadour will receive a not so random poem this week... |
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| I wish I could have opted for the purple fleece blanket or writing...What a crazy day Sunday turned out to be! I hope you're feeling much improved...Don't overdo with that exercise ball!!!! |
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I see your notebook is being well scribbled on already. I'm afraid it could take far more years and brain cells than I have to conquer all these new changes. At least I know what a notebook is. When I visited the US I discovered Sliders are tiny burgers...now I'm confused again.
Thanks for visiting my wall...erm Notebook. |
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| I've not used the new settings yet, so thought I'd stop by your notebook first! x |
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How did Mandy make a paragraph change. Two taps of the return key?
Will this solution be THE solution? |
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A twenty-fifth hour? I could surely add another five to my day and still not find time to twiddle my thumbs.
Today it is truly April though. With a chill in the air and cleansing showers, it's a good day to sip peppermint tea, read a few blogs, and send a few hugs across the pond. ((( ))) |
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merde! more crap to learn... and keep up with... non, NOVAcat will not keep a "real" blog... she likes being a woman of mystery ... if you didn't catch FB....I'm down at my mom's house... we went shopping...I took her out to dinner... I've also had a couple of wonderful evenings at the beach, too... |
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| Now why go to FB when we have everything right here on WDC, including a Scribble Wall! I mean really...what more can one ask for? Whenever you have a bad day Wanbli..always remember you have friends here who love and care for you on WDC! |
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| Note to self: Reorganize this silly port, now that the SM has forced changed upon us. When? Where? How? Eternal questions for which time needs to find a few answers. Or a twenty-fifth hour in the day. Now surely that's not too much to ask for? |
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