I’m an inadvertent slave of William Shakespeare – with whom I have much in common, some people say. Apparently, he re-invented the English Language, invigorating it with words he invented… And, my favorite editor/shred-it-or describes my style as brisk word blending (I think she made that term up) 😆
It’s no matter, I like the term.… ...
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, iambic pentameter
I’ve never considered goal setting my thing. I’ve never consciously set a goal in my life. I just drift and do, disregarding desire for excellence.
Who planted a goal for excellence in your brain? Your fourth-grade tutor, your high school English teacher, your competitive friend in debate?… ...
Do you recall a requisite of fourth grade English, the one to build a list of dead words to never use? My teacher, Mrs. Johnson, a svelte, distinguished woman who always wore black, instilled the notion in me. Very posh for small town Indiana, she was the wife of the basketball coach, who, in the Hoosier state, was nominal king of the town.… ...
As you know I like word play. Some call me a word nerd, though I could have been a math geek based on my SAT scores. The affinity is a direct result of being an early reader, a skill nurtured strongly by both parents who were avid readers themselves.… ...
It’s that time of the month again. The time when brains go on fail-safe mode and the fingers play the game. It’s time to be among the Bunco Babes.
It’s the scene of frivolity and conversational wandering that goes nowhere and everywhere, weaving a chord of friendship through our hearts.… ...