Canadian Geese

Annette Rochelle Aben

You

Arrive

On your wings

Of feathers light

Calling me to wake

As you soar overhead

Singing to me as you pass

My heart connects with your spirit

Feeling the pull to share adventure

Your example of flying free offers

©2019 Annette Rochelle Aben

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STIMULATING HIMSELF

The Reluctant Poet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Bozo
The Clown
Verbally Stimulating Himself,

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never wake

unbolt me

it feels like i’m falling away
like you don’t want me to care
then tell me, why am i here
tell me why i’m anywhere

all that i’ve held onto
i guess it doesn’t mean a damn
fain just let me disappear

the nothing i had, you burned it all
so at least let me be warmed a little while
gift me a last unbeholden smile
then tell me why, why won’t i die

all that i’ve clung onto
i guess it isn’t worth a damn
fain just let me disappear

it feels like you don’t want me to feel
i’m the face you’ve unseen behind the door
don’t tell me to dry my tears
don’t tell me anything at all

everything you said
was all i ever knew
everywhere i trod
was to keep pace with you
everything i felt
i’m everything imbued
i’ve never needed you more
to

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David Bruce: Authors Anecdotes

• Sometimes, it was hard to get an interview with Canadian novelist Ernest Buckler, author of The Mountain and the Valley. The shy writer once hid in the cornfields of his farm rather than be interviewed. He did find living in a rural area conducive to being a writer, although the country did have its own kind of distractions. He needed silence to write, and he once said that sometimes when he was ready to write “this is precisely the time when somebody will come in, some gal, you know, who’ll talk for hours on end as to whether as to whether her husband prefers turnips in the stew or cauliflower.” Although Mr. Buckler was shy, he was a good interview. He once said, “Writers, by and large, are the dreariest people you can possibly know, because they are just stuffed with words, like dry-bread dressing on a Christmas Eve goose’s ass.” As a famous author, he sometimes received funny letters. Someone from Cape Breton wrote him, “I enjoyed your book very much. It was such clear print.” A woman from Seattle, Washington, sent him her measurements and wrote him that his name — Ernest Redmond Buckler — thrilled her and that she could see him on a white charger rescuing damsels in distress. Mr. Buckler said, “My God, myself on a white charger! I’m scared sh*tless of horses. One kicked me in the head at thirteen.”

• Isaac Asimov wrote hundreds of books. Asked what is his favorite book, he used to reply, “The last one I’ve written.” Of course, he was known for writing science fiction, but he also wrote many books about science for the general public. He once said, “I can read a dozen dull books and make one interesting book out of them.” Other people wondered how he could write so much. (He did it by writing for hours every day.) Mr. Asimov did not get a word processor until June of 1981, preferring to write on typewriters. While interviewing Mr. Asimov in 1982, Frank Kendig joked, “I think most of us thought that you had one [a word processor] all along—that or a team of writers chained in the basement.” Many people have rituals such as sharpening pencils that they perform before they begin to write. Mr. Asimov once said, “The only thing I do before I start writing is to make sure that I’m close enough to the typewriter to reach the keys.” An interviewer once asked Mr. Asimov what he would do if he were told that he had only six months to live. He replied, “Type faster!”

• Margaret Wise Brown, the author of the children’s story “Goodnight Moon,” was an eccentric. When she received her very first royalty check, she bought every flower for sale on a flower cart. She owned land and a house in Maine that she referred to as “The Only House.” Among other features, she had an outdoor room including a mirror nailed to a tree, a table, and a nightstand. She once decorated her room in a hotel in Paris with orange trees and live birds. Many of her friends were also eccentrics. They formed a group they called the Bird Brain Society. One of the rules was that a member could declare any day Christmas and invite the other members of the group to come over and celebrate. She died early, at age 42. Following an operation for appendicitis in France, she seemed to be recovering well. To show her nurse how well she was doing, she kicked her leg as if she were doing the can-can and died instantly of an embolism.

• The late Ray Bradburywas generous when it came to advising and helping other writers. When New York Timesbestselling author Jonathan Maberry was a young teenager, he met and got to know Mr. Bradbury. Mr. Maberry says about Mr. Bradbury, “He gave me a lot of very good advice on craft and the business of publishing, but one of the things that stuck out in my mind was this — he said, ‘Writers should always help other writers — because you can bet every penny in your pocket that no one else will do it.’ Mr. Maberry says that his manifesto now is this: “Writers should always help other writers.” Mr. Maberry says that he “believes that if writers help other writers, then more good works will get published, more people will want to read these works, and all of publishing will thrive. Indie, mainstream, and solo press.”

• Stephen King has been typecast as a horror writer although he does many kinds of writing, such as the stories in Different Seasons, including “Rita Hayworth and the Shawshank Redemption.” In fact, many readers refuse to believe that Mr. King writes anything other than horror. Mr. King illustrates this with an anecdote: “I was down here [one of the Sarasota Keys in Florida] in the supermarket, and this old woman comes around the corner—obviously one of the kind of women who says whatever is on her brain. She said, ‘I know who you are; you are the horror writer. I don’t read anything that you do, but I respect your right to do it. I just like things more genuine, like that Shawshank Redemption.’And I said, ‘I wrote that.’ And she said, ‘No, you didn’t.’ And she walked off and went on her way.”

• Isaac Asimov wrote his autobiography for Doubleday, but after writing 50 pages, he discovered that he had gotten only as far as his first three years of life, meaning that his autobiography would be huge. His friend and fellow science-fiction writer Ben Bova visited him and saw the many pages of typed manuscript that Mr. Asimov was pouring out. Mr. Asimov explained, “In this autobiography, I’m including every stupid thing I can remember having said or done.” Mr. Bova joked, “No wonder it’s so long.”

• In 1939, an alumnus of MIT, class of 1889, wrote a 50,110-word novelty novel titled Gadsby. Why “novelty”? It did not contain the letter E. It did include sentences such as this: “Youth cannot stay for long in a condition of inactivity.”

• “The best way to become acquainted with a subject is to write a book about it.” — Benjamin Disraeli

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David Bruce’s Smashwords Bookstore: Retellings of Classic Literature, Anecdote Collections, Discussion Guides for Teachers of Literature, Collections of Good Deed Accounts, etc. Some eBooks are free.

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THE TROJAN WAR

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SHAKESPEARE: 38 PLAYS

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CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE’S COMPLETE PLAYS: RETELLINGS

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John Ford’s The Broken Heart: A Retelling, by David Bruce

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William Shakespeare’s Measure for Measure:A Retelling in Prose, by David Bruce

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#Haiku: Old and New Cherry Blossom

Charmed Chaos

even an old man
has New Year’s eyes…
cherry blossoms

© Kobayashi Issa (Tr. David G. Lanoue)

old man, young spirit
eyes sparkling with New Year’s hope-
cherry blossoms heart

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai Weekend Meditation #85: Photo shopping Haiku Cherry Blossom

Author’s Note: For this weekend’s meditation we have another episode of the new feature: ‘Photo-Shopping Haiku’. The challenge is to make a little change to a given haiku to make it a ‘better version of itself’.

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davidbrucehaiku: BE EXCELLENT TO OTHERS

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BE EXCELLENT TO OTHERS

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We should learn to be

genuine human beings —

Be excellent to others

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David Bruce’s Smashwords Bookstore: Retellings of Classic Literature, Anecdote Collections, Discussion Guides for Teachers of Literature, Collections of Good Deed Accounts, etc. Some eBooks are free.

***

THE TROJAN WAR

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SHAKESPEARE: 38 PLAYS

***

CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE’S COMPLETE PLAYS: RETELLINGS

***

SOMETIMES FREE EBOOK

John Ford’s The Broken Heart: A Retelling, by David Bruce

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/792090

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/792090

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SOMETIMES FREE EBOOK

William Shakespeare’s Measure for Measure: A Retelling in Prose, by David Bruce

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/530136

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SOMETIMES FREE EBOOK

Ben Jonson’s The Alchemist: A Retelling in Prose

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/731768

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THREE LITTLE LINES OF POETRY

Go Dog Go Café

By Charles Robert Lindholm  3-8-2017  4:30 a.m

 3 LITTLE LINES OF POETRY CThree little lines of poetry

so easily I read

but then I found them wandering

deep inside my head

 Then slowly, and so softly
I heard the whispering start

and before too long, I heard the song
they were singing to my heart

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