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Odd Apace

Pace Oddity—The Prompt: If you could slow down an action that usually zooms by, or speed up an event that normally drags on, which would you choose, and why?

I would make the prompt timing and link consistent so I could get posted and get on with my day. No more waiting for hours, checking in every few minutes. No more trying to post for hours only to find the link is broken. No more waking up at my usual time and finding they posted the prompt early today so 30 people have already posted.

Happy Dia de los Muertos! Please go here to find my today’s posting in honor of the day.

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Thanks

one-lovely-blog-awardFirst of all, let me admit that I never quite “get” that I am being nominated for these awards and always think folks are just letting me know they’ve been nominated. It is not your fault— as the youngest of three girls, I’m just always aware of the world’s propensity to say, “Fooled ya! Did you really think anyone would nominated you for an award?” or “Just kidding!!!” At any rate, I am fairly sure that psychologistmimi, whose self-description includes the words, “All the world is my television and life is a highway and I like to provide commentary on it. “ is too busy to perpetrate such a joke and since she includes me in a list of blogs to check out, I’m fairly sure that my nomination was her intention. She has already played the Sally Fields card, so I will just say thanks for the nomination, Mimi, and encourage you all to visit her blog by clicking on the hyperlink attached to her name.

In a burst of self-promotion, the nomination rules state that I must state the rules:

  1. You must thank the person who nominated you and include a link to their blog.
  2. You must list the rules and display the award.
  3. You must add seven facts about yourself.
  4. You must nominate 15 other bloggers and comment on one of their posts to let them know they have been nominated.
  5. You must display the award logo and follow the blogger who nominated you. This award has no restrictions as to who you can nominate.

Seven facts about me:

1. I do not eat fish.
2. I make up for this fact by eating more chocolate.
3. I bathe within reason but write much more than I bathe.
4. I swim every day that I can. (Which explains fact #3).
5. I no longer feel that I have to travel to explore the world. That is what blogging is for!
6. I have a friend who is my faithful editor who missed the fact that I wrote “We was forced to repeat the first grade” instead of “He was forced to repeated the first grade” in my last posting and so now the world not only believes I failed first grade but also suspects why (really poor grammar). In spite of this, Mimi nominated me for this award. Open-minded of her.
7. I’ve written a poem a day (with a very few prose exceptions) for six months. My muse  rewards me for this by being at my beck and call more faithfully than in the past.

I’d like to encourage you to check out these blogs, all of which I follow:

johnpoetflanagan.wordpress.com
purpletoothedgrin.wordpress.com
brucerustonblog.wordpress.com
robertokaji.com
purplemountainpoems.blogspot.mx
ogginblog.wordpress.com
bluejbluej.wordpress.com
alotfromlydia.wordpress.com
napowrimo.net
foxinthehenhouse.wordpress.com
BookSearchJourney.wordpress.com
annkoplow.wordpress.com

P.S.  I don’t know how to do pingbacks, so if you can tell me how to ping back to my nominees, I would be grateful.  Or, if you are a nominee and see this, please let me know or it will take me all day to notify everyone…Thanks.

Lear’s Fool or Harlequin?

The Prompt today is “A Bookish Choice”—A literary-minded witch gives you a choice: with a flick of the wand, you can become either an obscure novelist whose work will be admired and studied by a select few for decades, or a popular paperback author whose books give pleasure to millions. Which do you choose?

Lear’s Fool or Harlequin?

Obscure or popular? That witch
creates a choice that is a bitch.

For, if at fame I had a chance
only if I wrote romance,

I’d prefer to be unknown,
in my corner, all alone,

writing words they’ll find profound
if in fact they’re ever found.

But wait. Have we two choices only?
Trite and read/genius and lonely?

Where is it written I must depend
upon a witch to plan my end?

Since when has either witch or fairy
determined what is literary?

Once I took a little breather,
I decided I’d choose neither!

Rebellious thoughts swirl through my head.
I’ll simply write my blog instead!!!

Pining for the Prompt

Pining for the Prompt

Checking e-mails, cooking curry.
Where’s the prompt? Please hurry, hurry!
Not a mother, not a wife,
But still, WordPress, I have a life!

I need to go to buy some rice,
and a shower would be nice.
I’d like to take a swim and then
comb OkCupid for some men.

Instead, I sit like some blog glutton,
staring at my “renew” button.
Is every minute too excessive?
Every hour too regressive?

I understand this sleeping in
on Sunday’s really not a sin.
For, however, those who wait,
it feels like you’ve stood up your date!

That we adore you goes unsaid,
(We know you probably aren’t paid.)
But if all Sunday you plan to snore,
could you please prompt the night before?

(Note:  The prompt was finally posted at 11:43 PM.  Now the question is, is this today’s late prompt or tomorrow’s early one?  Always a new thrill in the world of blogging!!!  Since I’ve already written four poems today, guess I will think of this prompt for tomorrow, or not at all.  Anyway, I think with a prompt this late it was fair to choose my own, don’t you? Happy blogging.)

Sunday Morning Addendum

Sunday Morning Addendum

I used to go to church on Sunday, natural as breathin’,
but when the Daily Prompt is late, I turn into a heathen!
I wait and wait and look and look, refreshing up my browser.
So if you know our prompter, kindly call her up and rouse ‘er?
The end result of sleeping in is one I know too well.
Though she will get her beauty sleep, it’s I who’ll go to Hell!

Pressed for Words

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Pressed for Words

9:22 on a Thursday night,
keeping my MacBook screen in sight.
I agree, it’s superficial.
I should do something beneficial;
but instead, I sit and count
as my blog views slowly mount.

Today, so far, one hundred four.
(Yesterday’s count and then one more.)
With some hours left , I do not know
how much higher it might go.

Yesterday I took great care
to write an essay on my hair.
(About my hair, I should explain,
to write “on” hair would be a pain,
for in the shower or under rain,
my words would go right down the drain!)

Judy, stop!!! Get back on track!
(I’m turning into such a hack.)
Today I sluffed off all day long—
just posted Leon Redbone’s song.
Yet here I am at 10:03
with three more viewers viewing me.
Two more hours and then no more
to tally up this blog day’s score.
Already, though, its clear to me
what the lesson learned must be.

It’s clear this truth I must compute.
My viewers like me better mute!!!