Do It, Differently.

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It is the end of another long and successful week, while I was looking for fun bookshelves for my Friday post I came across this gem. Yes, that is an upside bookshelf which seemingly holds the books onto it, I remain skeptical. Either way it is fun and imaginative; sometimes it is better to try something completely outside of the ordinary, who knows what amazing idea you may come up with? It may not work or it may work beyond your expectations but you have to think outside of the box or even perhaps upside down to get to those ideas. Happy Friday Everyone!

Legacy

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I may not know where I am going but I do know I want to make you proud.

It was more than just a slogan; a life motto: Intelligent, Beautiful, Modest.

I don’t do it for you, I do it because of you and what you wanted me to be.

The risks, the reward, the pain, the joy.

In the end your absence has grown, grown to appreciation for what was, what can be.

It does not mean I wouldn’t do anything for one more conversation; a room full of familiar scents; Pall Malls, Black Coffee.

You are with me, a part of me; if I want to hear you I can in my actions, in my thoughts and in his music.

Forever Grateful.

Ramblings of a Writer

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~ If the end of the journey is unknown, how do you know where to start? Does it matter?

~ I try to write all of my thoughts onto paper, but I never seem to get it right. Is that wrong?

~ If you have a story tell it, you never know who might need to hear it most. That person could be you.

~ Ramble, write, erase, create, get frustrated; the end will justify the means.

~ If you stop pretending to be satisfied with what you’ve done; your hunger could take you to places you never thought you’d go.

~~~A~~~

Long Over Due Book Review- Vonnegut

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In the New Year I made an important decision, I would leave my literary comfort zone, the selection of this book is direct result of that. It is not that I am opposed to Vonnegut or any of his books, for years people have been telling me to pick them up, yet each time I resisted. I can admit now that those decisions were terrible, I have been missing out.

“Cat’s Cradle” focuses on a man named John and his journey to get the real story of the day the “bomb” dropped during WWII, he wanted the behind the scenes details of the man who created it,  Dr. Hoenikker. What follows is fascinating, satirical and highly comical journey of one man who observes society, religion and science fighting for dominance. The language is not complex but the word play and the book’s over all structure allow the careful reader to catch a glimpse of how man, religion and most importantly science came together to perhaps destroy the world.

You will walk away from this book with a new appreciation for writing and a new way perspective on everyday personal interactions.

5/5 Bookmarks

A Bitter Ending

I did not shed a single tear. Perhaps it’s because I am simply to heartbroken to show emotion. The pain made worse because of how unexpected it was; seconds between us and our goal. It was snatched from us, ripped from us; leaving no one to blame but ourselves. Frozen, deflated, numb; five hours spent waiting for victory only to be crushed by defeat.

Alas, hope springs eternal, Go Broncos.

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Friday Relaxation

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The first full week of the New Year, the first full week of school and more books on hand that I can possibly read. It is a fantastic yet daunting way to get the year rolling; the last few Friday posts have been all about finding inspiration, this one is not. After all the inspiration and hard work there has to be a reward otherwise what is the point? I have always enjoyed a nice warm bath and book to unwind after a long week, this is the ultimate version of that experience. Can you just imagine yourself in this cave hot tub in Santorini Greece unwinding with your favorite book? I can, Happy Friday Everyone!

At Night It Calls To Me

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It takes a single moment; the blast of the accordion, the bass booming, the trumpet leading the trio. 

I am transported to another place, another era, another realm.

The weather is hot, the air is sticky, jazz music is escaping onto the streets from every direction.

Sounds, Scents, Laughter; all linger in the air.

History flirts with Tragedy who seeks Revelry.

Bourbon St, Canal St, Decatur St.

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Deep in the French Quarter my unknowingly lost soul will be found.

 

 

*The City of New Orleans will always hold a special place in my heart; I recommend listening to Buckwheat Zydeco “Marie, Marie” to feel the writing above, it encompasses it fully.