Awkward arrangement
A good girl, sometimes gone bad
That curl in her hair
What was it she knew
That being bad was okay
When the curl fell flat
And, when she was bad
She was oh so very bad
No nursery rhyme, this.
Peace, bad girls.
When She Was Good
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To Smirk or Not to Smirk
What does the word “smirk” convey to you? If a character in a book smirks at something said by another character how do you feel about the smirker?
Am I wrong to feel that “smirk” has a negative connotation? And what would be a more pleasant word to use when one character is mildly put off or even amused by another character’s words?
I need help here, because I don’t want to use the word “smirk,” yet all of its synonyms are even more off putting: simper, snigger, leer. Ugh!
Surely “said” is a better choice. Right?
Peace, people.
No Group for You!
I’ve been posting a lot of music-centric stuff lately-either because I’ve been garnering inspiration from certain tunes or just because it makes me happy. Regardless of how downright gritty or lonely our lives might be right now, music always has the power to lift us up and take us away for awhile.
When I post something about a group or performer, inevitably I’ll get a comment from someone who was fortunate enough to see that act in person. I’m always so jealous.
Growing up in the Texas panhandle without much money, I didn’t always have opportunities to see artists perform live. I’m grateful for the ones I did see: Huey Lewis and the News, Three Dog Night, the Cowsills, Foghat, Marshall Tucker Band, Garth Brooks, and The Chicks among others, but I’ll always wish I could’ve seen The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, The Eagles, Chicago, and Justin Bieber. (Okay, I threw Justin in just to see if you were paying attention. I have no interest in seeing him; although, having once been a teen-aged girl, I get it his appeal.)
What group or artist have you dreamed of seeing live but never had the opportunity or the means to do so? What’s the best act you ever saw perform live? Did you ever do anything crazy to get tickets? I mowed lawns for two months to save up for Huey Lewis—and I was a grown woman.
Most importantly, do you think we’ll ever get to go to concerts again?
Peace, people.
Wednesday Morning Eagles
It’s 7:17 a.m., and I’m still in bed. Alexa is playing an Eagles’ playlist just for me, and I’m singing along. The cat has taken refuge in the hallway, watching me with a wary eye, while my bed has become my own private time machine.
I remember singing along to “Take it Easy” from the backseat of our family’s car when I was 16 or so, and begging my parents to not change the station to a country channel. And when “Witchy Woman” played, everyone had to be quiet so I could try to understand the lyrics. What was that woman up to? No good, that’s what.
A favorite Eagles’ song? I can’t name just one. That would be like saying I have a favorite child or grandchild, or even a favorite husband. But, I do know the songs I enjoy singing along with the most.
“I Can’t Tell You Why”—my voice blends beautifully into this one. At least in my mind. Reality is a different matter.
“Witchy Woman”—howling along.
And “Peaceful Easy Feeling”—nobody sings this as well as I do. That’s a blatant lie, but a relatively harmless one as lies go.
What a great way to start my day, right? Now, back to writing and editing and cursing a lot. Here’s hoping your Wednesday is good, though.
Peace, people.
Seven Bridges Road
Surely someone besides me needs this song today. It never fails to make me smile, and this is a great version, recorded live at the Grand Ole Opry.
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Closer
You might be my type
Tall and funny, smart and sweet
Too good to be true
Come closer, hold me
Like you did when we were young
So eager, so strong
Let this time suffice
If we never loved again
Leave me memories
My Writing Playlist
On a writing day I get the music started early and crank it up loud. I’ll bet my neighbors are glad our homes aren’t all that close together.
Here are my go-to songs for the romance I’m writing. I’m not sure there’s a theme here, but these songs speak to my characters.
“Lay, Lady, Lay,” by Bob Dylan
“Tomorrow,” by Chris Young (link below)
“Give Me One Reason,” by Tracy Chapman (link below)
“Long Cool Woman in a Black Dress,” by the Hollies
“Shameless,“ the Garth Brooks version; although, I really like Billy Joel’s, as well. He did write it after all.
“Cross My Heart,” by George Strait
“Girl Crush,” by Little Big Town
“I Don’t Want to Miss a Thing,” by Aerosmith
“I’ll Make Love to You,” by Boyz II Men (link below)
“As She’s Walking Away,” by Zac Brown Band
“Cowboy Take Me Away,” by The Chicks
Peace, people.
A Journey
In the first sentence our boat leaves the dock, into an ocean of words.
As captain and navigator I decide: East or west? North or south?
Who will dine with me at the captain’s table this night? Who will tumble over the rail?
Will there be secrets and intrigue, murder and mayhem? Or an affair to remember?
How turbulent will the seas grow? How contrary the winds?
I’ll brook no mutiny; my crew fears, no, respects me even as they mutter behind my back:
She has no idea how to bring this boat into port. We’re doomed to wander through eternity.
I fear they’re right, but still I hold the course and dance when the band starts to play.
Today Songs
Sit in the right here
A place that’s never been and
Will never again
Long for tomorrow
Recall fondly yesterday
Be still for today
The world unfolds yet
Time constraints define these lives
These beautiful lives
Feeling Hopeful
For the first time since November 2016, I feel like we might overcome Trump’s toxicity.
Vote Blue!
Praying for Eyebrowz 