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Quoted in the Grove:
It was all those biographies in me yelling, “We want out. We want to tell you what we’ve done to you.”
~Bernard Malamud

Memory is more incredible than ink
~Anita Loos

The past exudes legend: one can’t make pure clay of time’s mud. There is no life that can be recaptured wholly; as it was. Which is to say that all biography is ultimately fiction.
~Bernard Malamud

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Posted from the Grove:

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Platform Favorites:
Some of our beloveds are gone. We cry; we celebrate their memory.
Some continue very much alive — out of reach.

Songs of Yearning

~Neko Case: Magpie to the Morning
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qvPEAKbNgQw

~Snow Patrol: Chasing Cars
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GemKqzILV4w

~Sarah McLachlan: Song for a winter’s night
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UV4F2yfEt9o

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Prewritten for Thurs (06/01) @6pm PT/9 ET is: a picture

http://ishtari.arcticworlds3d.com/prompts/hideyhand.jpg

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@Writers Platform:

Prewritten: cookie, laundry

~Greymane: Life Summery

A quiet Summer solitude
Whispers through the pines
Songs of flapping laundry telling stories on the lines
The smell of cookies baking
Stirring memories and lies
The groaning of the wooden porch’s rocking chair goodbyes
She contemplates her sorrows and the love that she has known
Sitting in her rocking chair too many years alone
Too many moments mourning all the sins that she had sinned
But thankful for the warm caress of one more Summer wind

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~BarTalk: ku ku too

 

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Impromptu: mirage, glass or spunk, stunk

~Piffin: “Hanover Square”

I know all love must pass
Sweet mirage
Sweet mirage
On slippers of broken glass
In a downtown parking garage
I think I forgot your name
If I ever asked at all
I think I forgot
Something important
Fuck it
Shut up and crawl
Through this mirage

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~Greymane: Point Less

A desert in an hourglass
An ocean in the sky
It’s just a little further now as long as we can fly
Don’t travel near the center it may pull you down below
Mirages point you everywhere but where you want to go

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~BarTalk: The Hunk

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Quoted in the Grove:
The universe is made of stories, not of atoms.
~Muriel Rukeyser

If you don’t turn your life into a story, you just become a part of someone else’s story.
~Terry Pratchett

The ring always believes that the finger lives for it.
~Malcolm De Chazal

EndQuote:
I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.
~Walt Whitman

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Posted from the Grove:

George Orwell’s 5 Rules for Effective Writing  (short)
https://www.pickthebrain.com/blog/george-orwells-5-rules-for-effective-writing/

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Platform Favorites:

The Story in Song:
Wanting:
~The Replacements: Achin’ To Be   (3:40)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=at4DL40FQ7Y

Because:
~Dave Mason: We Just Disagree   (3:03)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tmdaa1QX6TU

Then:
~The Eagles: Seven Bridges Road
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hufU6MIS2vw

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                                        Tall Weeds

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Prewritten for Thurs (05/25) @6pm PT/9 ET is: cookie, laundry

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@Writers Platform

Glass Table:

~Greenie: Never Truly

Rainbowed shadows of life
flickering pale images
winding walls within my mind
the only life they breathe
soft sighs and murmmering cries
the language of loneliness and loss
dreams that never die, yet
never, truly live

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Prewritten: mayhem, splinter or periscope, tenor

~Piffin: “Subversible”

Chasing sea beams in the darkness
Scale mail armor throwing light
Trading breath and sweat and should-haves
We sank into endless night
Ten or twenty thousand fathoms
Down and down and downer still
We learned hipshot navigation
We learned how to love
And kill
I can take the pressure, babe
The effort, though, is showing
Try to save what strength you have left
For we may end up rowing
Take it up to periscope depth
So we can see where we’re going
I can take the pressure, babe
But I can’t handle not knowing

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~BarTalk: Love & War & 2 Ku

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No Impromptu this week

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Quoted in the Grove:

The atmosphere of orthodoxy is always damaging to prose, and above all it is completely ruinous to the novel, the most anarchical of all forms of literature.
~George Orwell

English usage is sometimes more than mere taste, judgment, and education — sometimes it’s sheer luck, like getting across the street.
~E B White

Language is more fashion than science, and matters of usage, spelling, and pronunciation tend to wander around like hemlines.
~Bill Bryson

EndQuote:
He who wants to persuade should put his trust not in the right argument, but in the right word. The power of sound has always been greater than the power of sense.
~Joseph Conrad

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Posted from the Grove:

Something Different:
Double Split Experiment   (26:45)
Consciousness and quantum mechanics explored in four vignettes. Four presenters tease secrets out of the condign mystery posing as quantum mechanics
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I9BDaFmGvyE

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Platform Favorites:

~Etta James: At Last   (3:07)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Q2rZb7E0EY

~Shivaree: Good Night Moon (4:04)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gAHUq3rWt14

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Prewritten for Thurs (03/23) @6pm PT/9 ET is: periscope, tenor

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@Writers Platform

Prewritten: hipster, blanket

~Greymane: Bloody Beads

The hipsters down in Hollywood
Flamingos on the lawn
The homeless wrapped in blankets while the beachy babble on

A lonely girl with absent eyes begins another day
The shelter of her old disguise got lost along the way

A wealthy Catholic childhood
A fine suburban home
Morality misunderstood but polished up like chrome

She prides herself as upper class with sheltered disbelief
She hides beneath her sea of glass but shatters on the reef

Seclusion is her rosary she keeps in times of need
She sets her inner poseur free with every bloody bead

She hopes to find the promised land of decadent delight
From where she stands it’s out of hand with no escape in sight

She’ll find a smile now and then but cries alone out loud
She finally found herself again but lost her in the crowd

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~BarTalk: Empty Blanket Blues

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Quoted in the Grove:
I contend that we are both atheists. I just believe in one fewer god than you do. When you understand why you dismiss all the other possible gods, you will understand why I dismiss yours.
~Stephen Roberts

Ah, but a man’s reach should exceed his grasp – or what’s a heaven for?
~Robert Browning

You’ve got to kick at the darkness til it bleeds daylight.
~Bruce Cockburn

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Posted from the Grove:

~Chuck Wendig: Fuck the first draft
Tongue-in-cheek writing advise gathered from Rusty’s Electric Dreams, a newsletter
http://terribleminds.com/ramble/2017/02/27/a-very-good-list-of-vital-writing-advice-do-not-ignore/

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Platform Favorites:

~Leon Russell: Back To The Island (5:29)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r7MoZuP3JBo

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Prewritten for Thurs (05/11) @6pm PT/9 ET is: hipster, blanket

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@Writers Platform:

Prewritten: spook, paraphernalia

~Greymane: Regalia

Buried in the garden just beside the white azalea, the party hadn’t gone the way he’d planned
Something like this seems to happen every bacchanalia with victims of unbridled contraband
He strutted in the party wearing leather paraphernalia, his private things a little out of hand
He chanced a fancy dance in all his boa fan regalia while making lewd advances to the band
The techno blaring spooky scary geisha from Australia just may have had an over-active gland
If ever you encounter one just pray yer feets don’t fail ya on the way to run away from what he’s planned

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~BarTalk: Undercovers

 

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Impromptu: lust, infatuation

~Greyman: Dis Play

I battled my obsession for the deep infatuation that my lust had carved so deeply in my soul
I traded my confession for a spiral of depression leaving screaming smoking craters on patrol
I wandered through the sorrows left by frozen empty dreams that had cost a little more than I could pay
I promised I’d be back again with glittery extremes putting all my open wounds out on display

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~Heartou: Lust

Lust and Infatuation
They go together like thunder and lightning
Lust and Infatuation
Both bring out the faith that leaves any heart tightening
Lust and Infatuation
Are under no uncertain terms real
But damn…
Lust and Infatuation produces an ecstatic feeling of trust that
people will kill to feel
I say to all of those who lust and infatuate…
You keep the world turning
It’s all sacred
We all yearn
and
One time, one somewhere..
It will become real

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~MissMerry: MM Impromptu

My head is spinning
but my feet are on the ground
I’m too damn old
to go round and round and round

Coworker asks “why’re you smilin'”
I’m sure she’d like to know
All I’ve done is watch the clock
Hoping it would be time for me to go

I met him in a space ship
He smiled, I felt a “POP”
I thought it was an afterburner
’cause now things just won’t stop

Now consumed by Lust’s addiction
My heart is in his hands
or maybe it’s a tentacle
whatever – it feels grand

When I zip out of my space suit
at the end of my busy day
I know he’ll make me squirm and grin
as we blast off and fly away.

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~BarTalk: Possessed

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