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5 Things You Should Never Do On Your Author Blog…
Originally posted on Kent Whittington:
I found this on my friend, theowllady‘s blog: 5 Things You Should Never Do On Your Author Blog…. Thanks, Viv. 🙂
EYES
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
I don’t know the etiquette of how eyes meet or for the first time if they sparkle especially or if I wore glasses the first time we met I know I saw you with my intrinsic looking as if I could pierce your inner beauty, nor am I biased I…
When Someone Listened
Originally posted on Regina Puckett:
When Someone Listened Regina Puckett At one time, Daddy’s little princess and Mommy’s little girl But it’s been a long time since I’ve been someone’s entire world All too soon childhood is just a pleasant memory-a time to reflect When everything you said or did wasn’t something people would reject…
Breathe the morning
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
From the window I see the roofs stretch far and orange brown To nudge the blue skyline. I hear the morning stillness The cool green hush that rises from the garden Vine-hung Waiting for the sun. I smell cypress and pine And the musky smell of damp earth Of…
Stephanie Osborn has a Fantastic Blog
Stop by and visit Stephanie Osborn’s blog and check out all the wonderful goings-ons! Today they’ll be talking about music! Click on the link below: http://stephanie-osborn.blogspot.com/2014/07/elements-of-modern-storytellilng.html
IT IS RAINING!!!!!!!!!! OH NO!!!!!!!!! Edric was looking forward to piloting a boat today.
Eric Williams writes: .. but instead he will have to settle for a trip to Ripley’s Believe It or Not in Myrtle Beach. But he knows there is still Pizza for lunch and a big pot of CLAM CHOWDER for dinner…. so not ALL is lost today. See what other adventures Edric has……. http://www.amazon.com/Edric-Hatchling-Gryphon-Eric-Williams-ebook/dp/B00KVNVF3C
On the decline of literacy
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
“People don’t realize how a man’s whole life can be changed by one book.” ― Malcolm X All these stanzas look alike they talk about the same things with the same words, the same poem written over and over again like voices, whispers, copying each other unable to feel and…