“Things weren’t real to you.  They were just raw material for you to reshape to tell a story you liked better.  You could never just listen to a boy play guitar, you’d have to turn it into a poem, make it all about you.” Janet Fitch, White Oleander

“But the beginning of things, of a world especially, is necessarily vague, tangled, chaotic, and exceedingly disturbing.”  Kate Chopin, The Awakening

“So it goes.” Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

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  1. I just wanted to thank you for being so supportive of my writing, and for taking the time to tell me you do in the comments. It always brightens my day. So, thank you, and I hope I can brighten yours a bit too 🙂

  2. I continue to enjoy your work and have named you to receive the “Very Inspiring Blog” award. Check my site for details in about an hour. – Paul F. Lenzi at Poesy plus Polemics.

  3. By the use of the language of sorrow I had for the time being obliterated my sorrow – so powerful is the charm of words, which for us reduces to manageable entities all the passions that would otherwise madden and destroy us. – Gene Wolf.

    As such, no first step was ever taken without extraordinary reluctance. The effort grows the greater the more substantial the quality of the intellect. Always more questions than answers down avenue that is sought.

    I’ll be peering around your blog later day – probably after lunch, before workout – despite the fact my doctor grounded me from running.

  4. hello and many thansk for finding the time to drop in – and follow – my beeseeker blog, glad there was something there that you enjoyed.
    Hope you will drop in again.

  5. Hi shrinksarentcheap. Sounds like poets thoughts. May I thank you for liking my poem ‘ The Evacuees’. Really nice to hear from you. The Foureyed Poet.

  6. Hello, I’m grateful for your visit and liking “We are Jewels” as well as the opportunity to read your poetry! Pam

  7. Can you sling it or what? Like one of those people the camera must adore…whichever lens, whatever angle. Words follow you…like a new puppy..or a sudden and hungry tiger.

    And there’s a feast, or phantom here, which I think is more feel than figure. Regardless.

    It’s big fun reading your work, and I always admire a wordsmith who can cant and sport shades.


  8. Shrinks are not cheap…but channeling one’s angst into verse can be cathartic or instructive or both. Thank you for liking one of my works…please come back! Check my archives to see how many therapy poems I’ve written…at least the ones posted. Cheers! Jonathan Caswell, BY THE MIGHTY MUMFORD… 🙂

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