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    dotsJournal: long storydots
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    Mood: doubtful

    My last few posts are the beginning of a story that has reached about the length of a novel before I wisely strangled it to an end; but I have no idea whether anybody except a few kids would fing it entertaining and I am being a bit slow about posting its successive chapters. Any comments, I really want to know what folk think of the actual storytelling style, and also the idea of writing a bit of fantastical history, straightforwardly, instead of with dramatic unity and a tight curly plot? It's fun to write but I suppose unpublishable - which does not necessarily mean unreadable - and that's the atmosphere of trepidation in which I'm posting some of the chapters. Got one nice comment so far, thank you!

    ...Created 2015-06-08 20:41:35

    dotsJournal: Long story dots
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    Mood: Needing blue cheese and crackers.

    Posting a long story,it's called "Eyes Of Being" and it looks like it takes me two daily sessions to type in one chapter. That IS long ...

    ...Created 2015-05-17 23:09:00

    dotsJournal: May 2015dots
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    Mood: Ogstropelous

    Got a new project, a bit kinda peculiar. For the children I had made some magical-adventure stories. Then I privately imagined more about those stories' world and the characters. Pretty soon the world got a history and the characters started having conversations. Now I have a collection of conversations about the stories, but the stories all happened offstage because I am an old man and am only interested in endless dithering chattermentation over a cup of tea or by some cosy winter fireplace. This stuff is totally unpublishable but some people have liked it, so I wonder if any of youse folks do? I will post it in a long series of small lumps, as and if I get it roughly edited. I really cannot identify the genre, but it has fantasy without dragons and space opera without starships ... hmf ... well here goes.

    ...Created 2015-05-06 00:22:09

    dotsJournal: i'm backdots
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    Mood: Thinking...

    back again, if anybody has been checking me out. Got a new comfutible mechanism for doing this with ( I have been using the Library's) and it fits into part of my room! I love the twentieth century. Family can now contact me even when I unplug the telephone and put my pocket squawking thing under the mattress. But when my apartment was turfed, they threw out all my passwords. Well, they were in an old recipe book that my boy used to draw Halo battles in and it was in the bathroom I think, so I don't blame anybody except that I can't get into Facebook any more but I don't care because I REMEMBER my es password. Ha.

    ...Created 2015-01-14 19:18:46

    dotsJournal: Sunny daydots
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    Mood: Profoundly uninteresting

    It's sunny today which is good because this town is cold in winter, but the wattle trees are just blooming now and they usually know something we don't, about the weather. Well, in a journal entry below I made a haiku about ducks. Today they are waddling around this cow-paddock, with the cows, feeling happy in the blazing sun. In Australia the ducks like it dry but the people won't smile unless it is raining. In the cow paddock there are also some kangaroos today; they can jump over cattle fences so they appear wherever they feel like appearing! The cow paddock is next to the nursing home where I live and it has two chairs in it where some nurses go to smoke. The guy who owns the cows is often there too, and I told him to give me his cow field lease and he could have my nursing home room. He said that sounded like a good idea except the cows would miss him. I have seen a fox there, and rabbits in the illegal blackberry thickets. There are lots of various birds but the magpies don't like when I practice on my harmonica. Wildlife is cool, but for astonishing biodiversity nothing can beat the residents and staff inside the nursing home. This is what you have to look forward to if you don't keep a close eye on your blood cholesterol and so on. It's not so bad really.

    ...Created 2014-07-30 21:38:28

    dotsJournal: rainy daydots
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    Mood: chrologonically challenged


    Today is rainy! My town is agricultural so this is good, exciting, etc. People are smiling ... funny ... where I was born, northern England, it was rainy most days and nobody ever smiled. I hope it is different now, if there are any people left there ... although when my family emigrated, at the same time half the population of Jamaica were moving in.

    Human nature is totally unaccountable.

    I just returned the order of my posts (below) to chrologonical order. That means in order of entry, or chronological order. But chrologonical is a much better word; my daughter invented it when she was five. She has been to this language what Brunel was to engineering or Julius Caesar to the European common market. Maybe I ought to shut up now, or anyway, don't tell her I said that.

    ...Created 2014-07-15 20:00:57

    dotsJournal: Sonnet anxietydots
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    Mood: embarrassed

    I just changed my list of poems (below) to show the least commented at the top. Once I posted such a lot of sonnets that don't sound like me at all, a lot of them sound like some greengrocer wrote them in the nineteenth century! The reason for that is that I was trying to get a hold on the sonnet form and also experiment with the possible rhyme-schemes and groupings of lines. For those forms, I made a table that showed all the possibilities and hads that pinned on my wall for weeks. Thus love of verse-making can drive a man batty. But now I'm wondering whether anybody would like to comment on a sonnet and show me which ones are crappy and which ones kinda meaningful!

    Hmmmmm

    ...Created 2014-06-24 21:12:32

    dotsJournal: Landmarksdots
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    Mood: Relaxing

    Wow, a fine gully in the landscape of my life: about Christmas 2013 I had an illness, stay in hospital, operation, and then my folks found me a place in a nice aged care facility. I mean it really is nice: my grandchildren and little son wish they lived here too. I took this long to recover and get back onto a computer. Most of the people here are old enough to be my parents. I made a haiku yesterday:

    Grass, frost: eight wood-ducks
    say "Ack, ack!" to each other
    in the morning mist.

    well er, wood-ducks are Australian so they seek food on land, take shelter if it ever rains, and nest in hollow trees. This lot were complaining because the grass was damp. Had not made any verse for nearly seven months. It is difficult to get very lyrical about feeling totally like a rat in a sewer who has not won the State lottery, but hey, I feel good now.

    ...Created 2014-05-20 21:12:10

    dotsJournal: Revolutiondots
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    Mood: Brain Fried

    What is going to happen after they finish fighting in Syria, if they ever do? All the cities are trashed. How can I make lovely verses about the flowers and the trees when people are out there persuading each other that generational cycles of cultist vendetta and indiscriminate murder constitute the pursuit of happiness? Most revolutions produce some new kleptocratic clique's disastrous ascendancy... Syria is going to be a worse mess yet ... refugees from wars are trying to sail to Australia and we are imprisoning those who do not drown ... hmf.

    ...Created 2013-06-16 22:22:46

    dotsJournal: Clownsdots
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    Mood: exasperated with idiots

    The Fat Controller of North Korea is Kim Il Dum except that he is controlled by certain pig-ignorant Army officers who send most of the public money to the Bahamas and keep their private Mach2 jets on alert 24/7, one cannot imagine why?

    People need to find ways to let those clowns know that the entire world is laughing at them so that if they want something rather badly from us, like say the People's next meal, a slightly more serious or at least more polite approach would work a lot better than whatever they think they're doing now.

    Well if it was me to be President this week, I would offer all of the Dum family jobs at Disneyland. Have you been watching that poor guy's face?

    ...Created 2013-04-08 00:15:19

    Be kind, take a few minutes to review the hard work of others <3
    It means a lot to them, as it does to you.

    Dream written by closetpoet
    Meaningless Meanings written by ForgottenGraves
    (Untitled Song) written by TeslaKoyal
    The World written by jjd
    Snippet written by Daniel Barlow
    Day 5 written by TheStillSilence
    Across the bed written by expiring_touch
    Florida's Autumn Solstice written by closetpoet
    Untitled written by Daniel Barlow
    Delicious Stews written by elephantasia
    None the Wiser written by endlessgame23
    Live In Between written by teika5
    Starseed written by endlessgame23
    To the Artist written by HisNameIsNoMore
    Coversheets written by TheStillSilence
    Things They (Don't) Say written by TheStillSilence
    The Curtain Call written by faideddarkness
    a leaf of shadow and edge written by Daniel Barlow
    Rooted in Nature written by Chelebel
    A Thousand Reflections written by endlessgame23
    untitled written by Outlaw
    Mystery Read written by kyserin
    Keep written by TheStillSilence
    The Human Harmonic written by Daniel Barlow
    Not the Devil, but the Wind written by endlessgame23
    Loop-di-Loop written by endlessgame23
    Relentless. The Visceral Fracture. written by Daniel Barlow
    Lie back & tan written by Daniel Barlow
    Adoration written by TheStillSilence
    going,,,"Skin." written by teika5

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