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A daily dose of inspiration - “The Writer’s Almanac”

keillor.jpgBrought to my attention by Sue Ross (just one of the glamorous charges from the Wild Quills Writers’ Group!), The Writer’s Almanac® is a perfect resource for scribes and scribblers. Why?

  • Broadcast on public radio stations nationwide, it’s “a daily program of poetry and history” that you can either listen to via streaming audio or read in its textual splendor.
  • It’s hosted by the velvety-voiced storyteller and word wiz, Garrison Keillor.
  • It’s less than five minutes long – a perfect meditation, portal, or segue to seduce you from your Logic Brain to your Artist Brain.
  • Once you SIGN UP, it just SHOWS UP in your inbox for you to scan/enjoy/absorb/delete as you see fit!

Mr. Keillor tells you about famous authors’ birthdays and the personal and craft-related anecdotes of their lives, coloring things with historical context, cultural tangents, and his incomparable, reverent, buttery style. Then he reads a poem, and even if you have no idea what the author’s talking about, you understand that those words in that order mean something beautiful and profound to someone out there, and an appreciation of an elusive art form is forged.

To find out more about this lovely gift to writers, visit www.WritersAlmanac.com.

A Quill Quote sent in by the sensational Sandy Larochelle

“Don’t say the old lady screamed. Bring her out and let her scream.”

-Mark Twain

A “Dream Theme” Trilogy (to Goad – er, Inspire You Into SHOWING UP)

langston.gifThree short poems by Langston Hughes (1902-1967), Poet, Novelist, Playwright, Dreamer.

Though ALL of these amazing poems are terrific, I especially love love LOVE the last one, Motto. In fact, I pledge to set it to some GarageBand loop and use it as my personal theme music by the end of this year. Can ya dig it?!!!!

“Dreams”
Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.

“Montage of a Dream Deferred”
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?

“Motto”
I stay cool, and dig all jive,
That’s the way I stay alive.
My motto, as I live and learn, is
Dig and be dug, in return.

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