Rainy Day Writing

Writing, Reading, Inspirations and Aspirations

Monthly Archives: August, 2015

What Happened to the Vision in Television?

Here’s how I feel about television in general–it sucks. And so-called “Reality TV” is the biggest suck. If I was tied up in the basement of a serial killer with weird ethics who could only kill me if I begged for it, it would take about forty minutes of “The Bachelorette” to get me to …

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Original Prose: The Evening Routine

Amber shafts streaming through branches Bright shapes pooling on the lawn In changing light as sunset advances. Breaths of excitement from the malamute, Brown eyes riveted on the leash hanging by the door. Encircling the neck the collar disappears Into the thick black and white cape of fur “Stay still while I try to fasten …

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Lyrics and Inspiration

Let the disappointments pass…Let the laughter fill your glass…Let your illusions last until they shatter. Whatever you might hope to find, Among the thoughts that crowd your mind, There won’t be many that ever really matter. Jackson Browne. “The Only Child”.  The Pretender. Electra/Asylum Records, 1976

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Gandhi’s Seven Sins.

Gandhi’s Seven Sins: Wealth without work; Pleasure without conscience; Knowledge without character; Commerce without morality; Science without humanity; Worship without sacrifice; Politics without principle.

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Jackson Browne, again.

Let’s talk about Jackson Browne! Again? you ask…Oh I know what you’re thinking–“she must be stalking him and we should tell someone.” I am not stalking Jackson Browne. And I’m not a groupie. I don’t like to travel that much. But I am a huge fan. And yes, I do have an occasional fantasy about …

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Wallace Stegner on Human Progress

“We are a wild species. Nobody ever tamed or domesticated or scientifically bred us. But for at least three millennia we have been engaged in a cumulative and ambitious race to modify and gain control of our environment, and in the process we have come close to domesticating ourselves. Not many people are likely, any …

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The Dry Years

It’s hot this summer. Too hot. Like hide in the house with the air conditioning on hot. I hate that. I grew up on the East Coast and my memories of summer are of being really hot, really sweaty and really burned out most of the time. As a kid, my frustrated mother used to …

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The Writers Voices Inside my Head

I’ve been writing for a while now. I am not a professional, having one (don’t laugh mean people) published Essay to my credit. But I’ve been messing with writing on and off all my life. The last several years, I’ve been taking online classes, reading piles of books on writing, all helpful, and, most importantly, …

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