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What Have I Been Reading?

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What Have I Been Reading?

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I do read a lot of books of all kinds, but favor the memoir and biography type. Then sometimes I want a change and read some fiction.

These are just a few of the books from lately.

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“Walk to Beautiful” (My Story), by Jimmy Wayne (Barber). The words under the title say, ‘The Power of Love and a Homeless Kid Who Found the Way’.

Jimmy Wayne is a country recording artist, who tells of his life from early on, living in poverty, an abusive family life, and his struggles to better himself and his situation. He was in and out of foster homes, and detention centers, lived in horrendous conditions, and yet survived. Later on, he wanted to help other foster kids, by raising awareness , and made a 1,700 mile walk across America.

There are lots of personal photos in the book.

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“Brain Jack”, by Brian Falkner, is a Young Adult fiction/sci-fy type book.

It tells the story of Sam, a high school student who is also a computer hacker. One of the best, in fact, and gets the attention of the U. S. Government, resulting in him being recruited to help them rout out other hackers and terrorists all over the world.

There is a lot of computer lingo, but it is simply explained, and doesn’t detract from the overall story. If you are a gamer, or know a lot about computers and how they work, you’ll like this one. I sure do.

There are dark forces that get into computer networks, and Sam and others job is to eradicate them before they destroy everything.

It reminds me a lot of “Ready Player One”, and also “Ender’s Game” series. Both of these were good.

I’ve only been reading this one a couple of days, so am only about half way through. It is definitely a page turner!

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“Scratch Beginnings”, by Adam Shepard tells of his true story of living a year as a homeless person. He starts out with nothing but $25, and a few things in a back pack. He wants to see if he can survive on the streets, and the homeless shelters he stays at. He tries to find a job to earn some money, finding it hard, as so many of those who are down and out do.

He tells of the people he meets along the way, and gets a better understanding of how destitute people are treated.

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“Here’s the Story”, by Maureen McCormick, in which she tells of her life as a child actress on “The Brady Bunch” (Marcia), and her life after the show was over. She seemed to never be able to reconcile herself and her alter ego Marcia from the show. This led to many destructive habits (drugs), and how she overcame them.

It’s an eye-opening look at how some celebrities fall from the heights of success, to the depths of despair, and struggle to find themselves again.

There are lots of personal photos and also behind the scenes remembrances of being on the TV show.

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“A Sliver of Light”, by Shane Bauer, Josh Fattal, and Sarah Shourd, tells the true story of how they were imprisoned in Iran. They were hiking on a beautiful afternoon in Iraq, when accosted and taken in by the Iranian border guards. Falsely accused of espionage, they spent two years imprisoned, surviving on their wits and strength.

Told by all three are their day to day living conditions there, and speaks of some who helped them there, and also their family and friends back home who dealt with the press, and the government red tape in the U. S. and in Iran.

 

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© 2019 BS

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Flower Power Revisited – Flashback Post

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Flower Power Revisited – Flashback Post

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Fandango’s Friday Flashback — June 7

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Fandango asked for a flashback post from us, so this is what I posted back then on this day.

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FLOWER POWER?

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FLOWER POWER?

 

Scene: Busy Classroom

Characters: Tommy, the student, and a solar powered flower

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The teacher gave the students an assignment. They are quietly working at their desks. Tommy is looking around the room, thinking of something to write his essay about, and tapping his pencil on the desk.

Tap – Tap – Tap

FLOWER: Pssst, Tommy!

TOMMY: (looking toward the window sill) …Huh?

FLOWER: Don’t look so startled. It’s just me, the Flower. (nodding his flowery head) Yeah, I can talk.

TOMMY: (looks around the room to see if anyone is watching him) …But…how can you talk? You’re just a toy flower.

FLOWER: I’m a magic flower. Don’t worry about it.

TOMMY: What do you want?

FLOWER: I want you to write about me. You can make up some stuff, but make sure you mention I can only talk to you.

TOMMY: (smiling) Okay, but they won’t believe me. (starts writing on his paper)

FLOWER: (humming a little tune…waiting)

TOMMY: I’m finished writing. Can you read, too?

FLOWER: Nope, you will have to read it to me.

TOMMY: (reading) … Once upon a time there was a fake flower that could talk.

FLOWER: Fake? Fake? I’m as real as you are. Scratch that out.

TOMMY: Fine…(scratches through the word fake, then writes more words)

FLOWER: Well…are you done with my story?

TOMMY:  (writes ‘the end’ on his paper) …Okay, listen to this, Mr. Flower. “Once upon a time there was a toy flower that could talk to me, but only in this classroom. He was a pretty flower, but sorta weird. I think we’ll be friends forever.”

FLOWER: (smiling) I like it, Tommy! I think we’ll be friends forever, too.

TEACHER: (Looking over at Tommy) … “Tommy, stop your daydreaming, and get busy writing your paper. It has to be finished by the time the bell rings.”

TOMMY: (sighing) … “Yes ma’am.” (starts writing about a talking flower)

THE END

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© 2017 BS

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2019 BS

Stream of Consciousness Saturday & Just Jot It January

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Stream of Consciousness Saturday & Just Jot It January

The Friday Reminder for #SoCS & #JusJoJan Daily Prompt, Jan. 20th, 2018

Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “oc.” Find a word that starts with “oc” and use it in your post. Bonus points if you start and end with your post with an “oc” word. Have fun!

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O’Casey the ocelot screamed at two o’clock in the early morning of October 31st.

He was in charge of cleaning the giant aquarium at the Oceanside Museum, and it had to be done in the wee hours before the public came in to observe the underwater realms.

This being Halloween, he was a bit spooked anyway, and when the occupant of the aquarium, Toby the octopus, had given him a startle, by slithering from behind a decorative rock, he just lost all control.

O’Casey was a bit embarrassed on this occasion, especially as his scream had gone an octave higher than the piercing noise of a smoke alarm.

Toby just laughed and waved his arms around in a friendly manner. He loved playing a joke on O’Casey, and knew they’d remain friends for as long as they lived, even if they were both octogenarians.

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note: written with minimal rearranging of one sentence, otherwise just looked up some ‘oc’ words, and wrote as it came to me.

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© 2018 BS

 

FLOWER POWER?

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FLOWER POWER?

 

Scene: Busy Classroom

Characters: Tommy, the student, and a solar powered flower

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The teacher gave the students an assignment. They are quietly working at their desks. Tommy is looking around the room, thinking of something to write his essay about, and tapping his pencil on the desk.

Tap – Tap – Tap

FLOWER: Pssst, Tommy!

TOMMY: (looking toward the window sill) …Huh?

FLOWER: Don’t look so startled. It’s just me, the Flower. (nodding his flowery head) Yeah, I can talk.

TOMMY: (looks around the room to see if anyone is watching him) …But…how can you talk? You’re just a toy flower.

FLOWER: I’m a magic flower. Don’t worry about it.

TOMMY: What do you want?

FLOWER: I want you to write about me. You can make up some stuff, but make sure you mention I can only talk to you.

TOMMY: (smiling) Okay, but they won’t believe me. (starts writing on his paper)

FLOWER: (humming a little tune…waiting)

TOMMY: I’m finished writing. Can you read, too?

FLOWER: Nope, you will have to read it to me.

TOMMY: (reading) … Once upon a time there was a fake flower that could talk.

FLOWER: Fake? Fake? I’m as real as you are. Scratch that out.

TOMMY: Fine…(scratches through the word fake, then writes more words)

FLOWER: Well…are you done with my story?

TOMMY:  (writes ‘the end’ on his paper) …Okay, listen to this, Mr. Flower. “Once upon a time there was a toy flower that could talk to me, but only in this classroom. He was a pretty flower, but sorta weird. I think we’ll be friends forever.”

FLOWER: (smiling) I like it, Tommy! I think we’ll be friends forever, too.

TEACHER: (Looking over at Tommy) … “Tommy, stop your daydreaming, and get busy writing your paper. It has to be finished by the time the bell rings.”

TOMMY: (sighing) … “Yes ma’am.” (starts writing about a talking flower)

THE END

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© 2017 BS

LAMENTATIONS

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LAMENTATIONS

My God what have I done?

This crushing grief, no relief

I don’t deserve relief…

You are gone.

My own hand has driven you to the unknown reaches

Why, O why…

I look back, as if I’m someone else, in my anger, in my hatred

Of myself

Taken out on you.

I’m sorry is not enough, can never be enough.

I know that, yet I say…no, beseech you to understand.

It wasn’t me, it was never supposed to come to this.

You, of all people should know how one can be

Possessed of evil.

Oh, what I’ve done

I’ve destroyed an angel…

You

Your bright and holy belief in the good

In everyone…in me

There’ll be no trust ever again.

I see your eyes in my dreams

Your disappointment, your vulnerable soul,

Tarnished by me.

Will I ever be able to look at the stars again,

Knowing they (you) are mocking me?

I dare not look up into that dark abyss that

Reflects no light upon me, now.

I’d rip out my heart and give it to you, to bring you

Back to life,

Into my life once more.

If  by chance you return by way of the flesh, or

Ethereal vision

I need you to believe me when I say how much I adore you,

Love you, miss you.

I am shamed.

The betrayal I caused, taking advantage of your love for me,

Your patience, your teaching me the way of your world, and

Yes, your other-worldly, joyful, countenance has

Brought me to my knees, to prostrate myself and beg.

Beg for forgiveness.

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© 2016 BS

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Written for dVerse Poets as a Persona Poem … a dramatic monologue.

Poetics: Persona Poem

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