Sharing Writing Tips & Thoughts

Storytelling, whether in novel, poetry, theater or film expression, and how it can be used in uniting the human spirit, is one of the most sacred gift’s one can give to another.

All are welcome to “Share your personal thoughts, and tips on writing!”

Paul’s second novel, “Hookfoot & Peg” is scheduled for Spring, 2011!


  • By Christine, August 6, 2010 @ 12:44 pm

    Hi Pam, Lovely words there. Is this a new thing? Go on Pam give me a clue here is this for poetry only?

  • By hilly, August 6, 2010 @ 1:00 pm

    Pam that is very meditative…nice writing.

    Maybe this opportunity to share and explore writing/writing techniques will help my Muse in her venture into new pastures:


    Keep going forward and follow your instinct. When confronted with a choice weigh up each possibility. Remember the poem. Choose the path less travelled.
    Ah but the path less travelled may not be the right path here and now. It may not lead me to where I need to be.
    So many bad choices. So many lefts that should have been rights; and rights that should have been left. Left or left? Left to one side and discarded as wrong.
    Walk towards the light and find yourself confronted by another brick wall.
    Turn away and start again. Retrace your path and at that point where you know that you went wrong, take the other path.
    Come again to the place where the wall blocks your way.
    Or find yourself by a pool. Deep water flows before you, blocking you path or inviting you down. Turn and walk away.
    Walk to the cross paths and think again. Yesterday you turned to the right – but it turned out to be wrong. Leave to the left and try again.
    And find that you are back where you started but this time the way is clear.

  • By Christine, October 9, 2010 @ 4:15 pm

    Hi Paul, I write as a hobby but I find that if I actually write with a pen and paper the thoughts come easier than if I tap away on my computer. Not too sure of the why of it all but question is do you write or type? and does it make a difference to you or is it just me lol.
    With love as always,
    Christine. xx

  • By pilar, October 31, 2010 @ 4:04 am

    Hola Paul

    Me gusta escribir relato corto, sintetizar una historia a veces no es fácilmente entendible por quien lo lee, pues en algunos de mis cuentos me han comentado que se quedan con ganas de saber más, e incluso piensan que le faltan más detalles a la historia, cuando mi intención a veces (no siempre) es la de dejar un final abierto e incluso hacerles pensar e interpretar el relato a su manera, hecho que con sus comentarios enriquece muchas veces la historia. Incluso me sorprende ver las sugerencias que pueden llegar a suscitar.

    Crees que la historia está mal contada si el lector se queda con esa sensación? O por el contrario ese interés por saber más es una buena señal?

    Te deseo lo mejor, un abrazo

  • By HILDA LIPRACE, November 17, 2010 @ 7:42 pm

    Hola a todos ,me encanta escribir soy muy principiante en esto pero quiero compartir ,lo que escribi ,todo lo qaue escribo es en 5 minutos ,me inspiro y sale espero que les guste



  • By heidi33, December 5, 2010 @ 9:34 am

    Best not to include too much description in a book–People can get tired and switch off.Sometimes, you can get a good effect by using a few words instead of a long description.

    Yes, storytelling is great. Think how many stories have been passed down to us by word of mouth. Children love to hear stories told by a
    member of the family.They can sit there enthralled!

    When I was 11 in school, we had to read the old Anglo-Saxon poem of Beowulf– a man who goes on a journey to fight the monster, Grendel and dragons. That was written in 900 and something but I bet it was passed down by the oral tradition.
    I admit though when we were children, we struggled with the writing style in it.

    Most of the folklore in the world has been given to us by the elders in the community or storytellers.

  • By Kate, January 10, 2011 @ 5:02 am

    I would like to share here what I write, but would be too long! I like writing especially in English. It is not of the poetry, it is rather of the philosophy, the imagination and a mixture of nostalgia with at once real facts where fictitious. On the other hand the characters would be more close to the reality than to the imagination. I try for a long time to share my papers with somebody only I am afraid of the reaction of people, their criticisms, of the way they think who is not certainly the same that mine!

  • By Kate, January 11, 2011 @ 2:13 am

    Hi Pam,

    Thank you very much for your encouragement. It’s true everybody is afraid of words, of feelings which loosen certain stories. For me to write it is a way of escaping me in another world, to forget the concerns of the everyday life. In fact, it is a kind of personal psychology, to be in front of one.
    I had to forget in the previous message to wish you all and all one very happy NEW YEAR 2011 !

  • By Kate, January 13, 2011 @ 6:26 am


    I would like to share with you, my opinion on the friendship.

    What’s the friendship ?

    The world, the life is made by meeting. But how many people have developed a real bonding between them ? How to build a friendship ? Should the social level is the same ? or simply fact to share the same passion are enough for appreciating, for becoming attached one to another ? Friendship is for me a feeling stronger than the love ! It is a delicate feeling, so much so fragile that the slightest mistake is fatal ! How to pick up the pieces when there was betrayal, lies, or not respecting other ?
    The break is inevitable, like a “boomerang”.
    It is a suffering that can not be managed with the other and yet impossible. Even if the feelings are stronger than everything, nothing, absolutely nothing will erase the bad, unless the grievance is not playing a major role on tolerance and forgiveness !
    To forgive is ti so easy ? Not really even by taking into account years lived in the enjoyment, the cheerfulness with the other one, because the anger is, in us there, guiding our behavior.
    Yet one question comes to mind : Two persons are obliged to be angry to consolidate their frienship ? This make it part of the relationship ?

  • By JanetKCrafton, February 14, 2011 @ 9:32 pm

    Hello Everyone. I hope everyone has had a great and happy Valentine’s Day. Even in the middle of a divorce, one can love and be loved. I have recieved calls, texts, and emails filled with love and good wishes. I am very fortunate. I hope each of you are as well.

    I agree this blog helps those everyone learn from each other and gives us a way to share with each other as we go through life. I’m glad I have found it and all of you.

    My Divorce Hearing was moved to Tuesday morning. I’ll let you all know how it goes. I chose to have faith that “it” will be okay. I will walk in with confidence, thanks to Hilly. Regardless of how it goes, I’ll be fine. If for some reason it doesn’t go well, I find a way. I’m not giving up or giving in to surviving and moving forward.

    Life is wonderful.

    Thanks, JanetK

  • By hilly, February 15, 2011 @ 12:41 am

    I will walk in with confidence, thanks to Hilly.

    a*s*** (**) what a responsibility! Wish I could say the same for me!

    (**) sorry that’s an in-joke with some of my friends

  • By JanetKCrafton, February 15, 2011 @ 3:31 pm

    Helloe Everyone, I went to court today. It was not as exciting as I feared. I didn’t get what I wanted, but I did get his attention. There is a lot to be said regarding that. We will be meeting regarding our issues and create a plan to move on with resolution. It is what it is.

    Thanks, JanetK

  • By JanetKCrafton, February 15, 2011 @ 3:33 pm

    Dear Hilly, Thank you for the “walk with confidence” message. It was very helpful. Don’t worry about not taking your own advise. I have great advise but seldome take it. For some reason I will take that of another before my own. It is good advise and I thank you for it. JanetK

  • By JanetKCrafton, February 21, 2011 @ 11:39 pm

    Dear Everyone, Paul and Pam, I have an opportunity to hear and meet H.H. The Dalai Lama. He will be in Fayetteveille, AR 5/11/2011 at the University of Arkansas.If anyone wants to attend, please let me know and I can help you with tickets and a place to stay. Northwest AR is a great place and the middle is May is a wonderful time of the year to be there. JanetK

  • By hilly, February 22, 2011 @ 1:17 am

    if wishes were horses (or airplanes) I’d be there!

  • By JanetK, February 26, 2011 @ 4:32 am

    Hello Everyone, Paul and Pam,
    I hope all is well with each of you. I am trying new things. I have life changes to deal with. It seems a good time to go back to school. I’m considering a MA in Jewish Studies. I thought it would be great to go somewhere else vs. doing an online class. We don’t have a lot of Jews in Little Rock or the entire state of Arkansas. So, it might be fun to study to go somewhere else while I do something for “pure joy”. I didn’t have an opportunity when I was in school the first time, and now I can. This will not lead me to a new career, it would be simply for the “pure joy” of study. Of course, there are few pople who have such a study in Little Rock, Arkansas.
    I have tought Religious School for years. I truly enjoy it. It should give me more ways to think and different ideas to share with my students. I will learn and grow. I will be able to share my experiences with others and I can learn more from them.

    This journey of discoury, this learning we are all doing is made easier by sharing. By doing something I would love would make the journey even more enjoyable. Finding new people with shared interests would be even better. To have not lived in a place with many Jews, I can find others to share that journey with. There is so much to say about being about to share our journeys – as we do here.

    I agree that we all are “on this journey together” even though we are on different paths. We are seperated from each by time and space – and the constraits of limited resouces. If the H.H. Damai Lama if he were not coming to Arkansas. I wish all of you could join us. We all are doing many of the same things to find our way and better understand where we are going as we journey on our way – together by sharing.

    Having said that, this sharing of our journeys are story telling. This story telling is a scared ritual. It is how I get through life. I find people to share MY STORY with. I look for others to share their life story with me. I think that this bog gives us that opportunity. I enjoy what each of you write. Learning about others is important. It allows me to see where I am and where everyone else is and how it ralates to myself.

    I am “here” now. I’m moving onward and hopefully upward. Of course, the journey is not always going onward or upward. There is back tracking. It’s means that sometimes I will get lost in that process. After all, I do see all of this as a process and not an event.
    But it is an exciting process.

    I will change. Hopefully it will be for the better. Life is good. Life is wonderful. I want to find and enjoy some of those more wonderful and good moments in life. To find things that are enjoyable but are also meaninful to me.

    I have a story. My story is something I want to share. I must remember to also listen or read other’s sotries. I beleive I am in a good place right now. It is not where I thoutht I would be – while in this place – considering the divorce and life changing events.

    I’m not falling apart. I’m not feeling sorry for myself. I am finding new paths for my journey. So I am going to share of my story with you, I hope you are kind but honest. I’m writing a book about my journey. We may all come into this life alone and leave this life alone, but we don’t have to make our daily journey alone. We have each other. Each of you who share your journey and your story is important to me. It allows me to learn from your life and how you find it. It helps me in my journey and my life.

    As we journey together, we each tell our story. A blog is good because we each have a place to write and a way to read what others have said about themselves, each other and what we say. We can’t add music or put our lives on You Tube, but we all can benefit from each other and what the other beleives and is willing to share.

    So, I hope this okay with you – each of you. I look forward to you thoughts.

    Thank you for reading my writing and my story. JanetK

  • By hilly, February 26, 2011 @ 5:19 am

    do you have a blog set up Janet?

  • By JanetK, February 26, 2011 @ 6:52 pm

    Yes, at least I think I have a blog set up. On the other hand, I may not as I am new to blogging.

    I’ve been reviewing some of the latest writings. I think our life is not what we make of it but what we beleive about it. Our preceptive makes what we beleive real, wheather or not is the only view. I am no longer afraid of snakes or spiders. I look to see what kind it is. I have learned that most are not hurtful and they are quite beautiful. On the onother hand, if it is a brown spider with a violin on it’s back. It isn’t what we planned, but I wouldn’t get to close. I’m sure there is a purpose but I’ve had enough time with that type of spider. In life we don’t get what we planned. Maybe that is good. After 20 years, it wasn’t what I planned but it is what I did. It is MY life. I chose to stay there too long but I chose. I have to beleive it is part of who I am now. I will try and stay away from the bad spiders and snakes. But in life, the bad or unplsant spiders and snakes don’t always look like ones we want to avoid. My divorce only allows me to move on. I choose to find value in my 20 years. I can’t cut a part of my body off and discard it. I can’t cut out 20 years and that with it.

    Yes, later tonight or tomorrow I may feel bad about it. For me, I have to see it in the “big picture” of my entire life. It was and remains part of it. We raised Sabrina, my niece, our child. She gets very upset when I don’t make a distinction between being my child and being her “Mother”. She has a “Mother” who is alive, but able to care for herself. I can’t cut that away, and I don’t beleive we should. She is part of Sabrina’s life and without her we wouldn’t have Sabrina. Sabrina beleives that all of the “adults” or “parents” in her life made mistakes. Guess what? She is right. I don’t want her to dwell on those mistakes but learn from them. I don’t want her to only see the mistakes. She will repeat those mistakes we have made unless she can concentrate on a subject and not move towards it. I want her to think about where she is and enjoy it. I want her to move towards what is good and will make her happy. Concentating on our past will not do that. I don’t it will for me.

    It is not easy. But our thinking and how we focus our energy is hard not to think about the bad or the past. Yet I don’t want to gloryfy (if that is a word – probably misspelled) the past either. We would live in our minds in a place where the “grass is always greener than where we are”. I learned from my Step-Father Jim that could hold me back as it did him. He could never enjoy where he was but “it/ Life was always better before.”

    It is like Marly said, we are offered several choices. We make the best choice we can at “that time”. My choices would be different today than before. I chose to stay with Joel and I chose to stay with Sabrina too. At times, the two of them made me crazy. On the other hand, I know I made them crazy too. I agree with so much Marley wrote.

    I appriciate Hilly so much. She gave me “to walkwith confidence”. It has made a huge difference in my life. I think I walk with more confidence now than before. Without her comment I beleive that last few weeks would be very different and unpleasant.

    Christine was also right that it is “hard to change the way we handle things”. It is. But with all of you and your comments and thoughts, are making it better for me. For that I truly thank you.

    Hilly, please try and walk with confidence. It was your idea and it is a great one. It is hard to change the way we think and the way we reaact to everyone and everything. But it is worth the effort. You are a wonderful person. I love your writings. You have everything you need, you just don’t “KNOW” it. But you have it within yourself. Marley is right,”we have paths to chose from. They all will have bumps. The desitnation is the same.” I don’t want to think about the desitnation as it is the end of the journey, to me. I don’t want my journey to be so painful, as I have allowed it to be in the past. I will do it again. It is my nautre. Hopefully I will be abel to change my pastnature and allow a better one take over.

    Tonight is a good night for me. I hope it is for all of you. Hilly, I truly hope it is a good night for you too. JanetK

  • By hilly, February 27, 2011 @ 12:32 am

    right now I’m just going to walk Janet – 4 miles in 25 minutes (unless I can’t keep up the pace I haven’t been for so long) maybe that will help me see things clearer

  • By hilly, February 27, 2011 @ 12:34 am

    LOL shows how out to lunch (dinner and breakfast!) my brain is; that should be 4 kilometres

  • By JanetK, February 27, 2011 @ 3:32 am

    Hello Everyone, I’m really confused now! I somehow found a new and improved blog format. I wrote on it. The last previous entry was July 3 2009. I liked it and it was very easy to use. Yet, it only had a few entries. I missed you guys. So, I started over and followed the site again and found all of you. I’m happy again.

    Hilly, please know I did not mean to be critical. You are a wonderful person and I would never say anything that might be hurtful. You are so sweet and kind. I know you are in a difficult place. I only wish I could help, as you have helped me. Your walking goal is great. Now that the weather is better, I’m walking again too. I had not set a goal as you did and I know it is a better way to do it. So, I’m setting a goal too. I’m not going to start with quite as much going as you. A bit slower and I’ll work up to what you are doing – which is wonderful. I’ll get there. The walking helps my mind. My brain goes very fast and it helps bring everything together in an easier way to review it.

    I know you guys get together off the blog, so may I have your email address? Where do you all live? I know some of you are very far from Arkansas. Others or only half way across a continent.

    So, if anyone will enlighten me about the “other blog” I would appriciate it very much. Thanks, JanetK

  • By hilly, February 27, 2011 @ 4:20 am

    no criticism detected Janet – far from it. I found your comments positive.
    the walk did me good and I met a friend who has given me a few positive ideas too about my job search.
    I came back in pain though – I have sciatica and it is all down one leg – I thought the walk would do it good but the stretching afterwards was agony.
    I know what you mean about the brain going fast when walking; I rehearse so many thing sin my mind and then I don’t put them into action – sometimes the fact that I go over them when I’m walking does enough to put them in persepctive.

    The best way to get people to share e-mail addresses is to post on the ‘fan forum’ page. Don’t put your e-mail in the message (*) but fill in the field on the post-form; then anyone who wants to contact you can.
    (*)this avoids you e-mail getting into the hands of some very unpleasant people who came here once to cause trouble – and will probably do so again if they think they can

  • By Kate, February 27, 2011 @ 12:48 pm

    There are days of trouble when the rain hits the windows ;
    There are days of hope when the sun warms ours hearts ;
    There are days of nostalgia when nobody is there ;
    There are days of future when everything shines all around ;
    And me, I am there among all these days ;
    Days without, days with as we say ;

    Sometimes, I dream by looking at the sky, birds twirled above the trees still bare ;
    The winter is there, but it does not matter, I walk in dead leaves the cold freezing my face, and I am well, happy with this nature which assails me, oxygenates me ;
    I breathe this fresh air and I sing.

  • By JanetK, February 27, 2011 @ 1:02 pm

    Hilly, Don’t laugh, but how do you set up a blog? JanetK

  • By JanetK, February 27, 2011 @ 4:17 pm

    Hilly, I know – I haven’t been out and about much in the past 20 years. I’m catching up. JanetK

  • By HILDA LIPRACE, February 27, 2011 @ 7:49 pm


    oh wonderful sky
    I am looking at a late
    and your dancing and rolling clouds
    figures are exquisite
    Clouds of white, gray, interspersed with each
    They are like mountains, or snowflakes, dancing non-stop
    Some leave, others come as bringing messages, to my mind
    and my heart.
    clouds, cloud dancing, recreating my soul and my whole being
    Where clouds go dancing, take messages, those who want to see
    Sky, clouds, wind, convinacion perfect for my eyes
    I see and I understand, I speak of peace,
    of your vastness

    love-Hilda -

  • By HILDA LIPRACE, February 27, 2011 @ 7:54 pm


    oh maravilloso cielo
    Te contemplo una tarde
    y tus nubes danzantes y ondulantes
    forman exquisitas figuras
    Nubes blancas,grises,entremezcladas entre si
    Son como montañas,o copos de nieve, danzando sin parar
    Unas van,otras vienen ,como trayendo mensajes,a mi mente
    y mi corazon.
    nubes,nubes danzantes ,que recrean mi alma,y todo mi ser
    Donde van nubes danzantes,llevaran mensajes,a los que quieran ver
    Cielo ,nubes,viento,que combinacion perfecta,para mis ojos
    Te veo y te comprendo ,me hablas con la paz,
    de tu inmensidad
    amor -Hilda-

  • By HILDA LIPRACE, February 27, 2011 @ 7:56 pm


    oh wonderful sky
    I am looking at a late
    and your dancing and rolling clouds
    figures are exquisite
    Clouds of white, gray, interspersed with each
    They are like mountains, or snowflakes, dancing non-stop
    Some leave, others come as bringing messages, to my mind
    and my heart.
    clouds, cloud dancing, recreating my soul and my whole being
    Where clouds go dancing, take messages, those who want to see
    Sky, clouds, wind, perfect combination for my eyes
    I see and I understand, I speak of peace,
    of your vastness

    Love, Hilda

  • By hilly, February 28, 2011 @ 12:18 am

    good question Janet….
    this is made with WordPress (I think) which seems as good as any Google wordpress and see what you get

  • By Softly, February 28, 2011 @ 4:49 am

    Put pen to paper en let go.

    edit later, much later.

    Then read and re-read,
    put pen to paper again en let go.


    But most of all ENJOY!

  • By Kate, March 7, 2011 @ 6:10 am

    My friend,

    You were my friend,
    We loved each other
    We shared everything
    Our enjoyments, our sadness,
    Our angers, our hatreds

    I had found in you
    A treasure from which
    I did not want to part any more !

    I loved you so much
    Your smile restored me hope
    Your humor always there
    When things did not go.

    I miss you !

    Would I see again you one day ?
    I’ll talk you of your secrets ?
    You give me back your smile
    by way of peace ?
    Will still share we moments of friendship ?

    I’d want to tell you
    Forgiveness for everything
    I’d want to tell you
    I love you
    I love my friend
    I’d want to tell you
    I miss you
    I miss you forever !

  • By hilly, March 14, 2011 @ 8:33 am

    Does anyone else here start a story and find that it goes off on a totally different route?

  • By JanetK, March 15, 2011 @ 9:25 am

    Hello Everyone,
    I hope this finds everyone well and healthy. I am finally getting over either a really bad cold or the flu. Between that and my dog bite to my arm while fighting with the others, I’m doing much better. The E/R gave me some antibiotics and I’m glad. I’ve been at this “being ill business” for 2-3 months.

    Yes Hilly, I have written and would see nothing. Then multiples would show up. I wouldn’t have any comments and then many comments from folks. It is what it is.

    I now have my tickets to H.H. the Dalai Lama for May 11th. Hopefully my nephew will go with me. He is at university and is taking a lot of philosophy classes. It is a good way for us to do things now that he is older. He isn’t in to the many things we did when he was younger. Of course we can still go to the Library and book stores. It is hard to stay up with the nieces and nephews as they leave the “smaller kid age”. They are great and I’m so glad they still love me.

    I have no great discovers or thoughts for the day. Only, Hilly, how do I send and obtain contact information with everyone and it not go to folks we don’t want?

    Have a great day. JanetK

  • By hilly, March 15, 2011 @ 12:03 pm

    dunno….so far I think my Multiply blogs are safe from invasion but….

  • By hilly, March 20, 2011 @ 6:02 am

    It’s there
    Behind my eyes, deep in my being
    Trying to fight its way out but reisting the call.
    It’s welling up in the tears that dare not start
    for fear of never stopping.
    It’s there in the fury raging against all that it can not change.

    It overpowers my life.
    It echoes in my mind
    And in my heart.

    Frustrated anger.
    Demoralized fear.
    Devalued hope.

    The scream wells up inside me
    And dies
    For fear
    No-one will hear.

  • By Softly, March 21, 2011 @ 1:42 am

    I hear Hilly,
    feel the frustration drip from your words
    my heart touched by your
    my soul knowing the path that you go.

    All that seek go this way
    through the pain, the soundless scream
    the implosion before the explosion
    the fear of the never stopping tears.

    This too will pass I chant for you
    This too will pass I chant for me
    This too will pass

    Chanting Softly

  • By hilly, March 21, 2011 @ 12:59 pm

    tentative steps
    a hand stretched out in the dark
    chanting and listening

    stepping more boldly now
    the hand touches a friend

    I find I am not alone
    I will survive

    Humming “I will survive”
    Singing “I will survive”
    Rocking now and singing to my fear
    “Go…go out the door
    Don’t stick around here
    You’re not welcome any more
    I’ve got all my life to live
    I’ve got all my love to give…..
    I will survive.”

  • By hilly, March 21, 2011 @ 1:00 pm

    and that’s the first time I’ve written a poem without pausing….and cheated for the last stanza of course

  • By Softly, March 22, 2011 @ 5:28 am

    She climbed that hill,
    looking back it was a mole hill after all.
    “Glad to see the back of that one” she sang.

    Sofly I sing “there will be another and another”
    “No worries” I hum “you’ll survive the next and the next”

    Chant then “ this too will pass”
    Sing during “ I will survive”
    Know always “I’m not alone”

    Watch yourself grow stronger
    Praise yourself for new found wisdom
    Feel yourself fall piece by piece into peace.
    Smile…it is all just a phase…

    Smiling Softly

  • By Softly, March 22, 2011 @ 5:28 am

    Thoughts on fear.

    Surpass your own fear.
    Then surpass that of others.

  • By Softly, March 22, 2011 @ 5:29 am

    Thoughts on fear

    Don´t buy into it!
    It will cost you dearly and leave you empty handed.

  • By Softly, March 22, 2011 @ 5:29 am

    Thoughts on fear

    Fear is like Velcro, lots of things get stuck on to it, even if you don’t want to.

  • By Softly, March 22, 2011 @ 5:38 am

    Climbing that hill,
    Seeing the fear,
    Having the thoughts,
    Knowing the answer,
    Walking down that hill….
    a lot lighter….

    The next hill will be easier to climb,
    Till one day I’ll go up the hill whistling, leaving all fear behind,
    Not as unwanted goods, cast out demons, abandoned pets,
    But as lessons learned, good friend met, points well taken.

    Treading Softly but surely

  • By hilly, March 22, 2011 @ 7:57 am

    Fear is like Velcro, lots of things get stuck on to it, even if you don’t want to.

    that’s going into my quotes file right now!

  • By hilly, March 22, 2011 @ 8:03 am

    can’t claim these words as mine- but Kate Bush’s wonderful song came to mind

    If I only could, I’d be running up that hill.
    If I only could, I’d be running up that hill.
    It doesn’t hurt me.
    Do you want to feel how it feels?
    Do you want to know that it doesn’t hurt me?
    Do you want to hear about the deal that I’m making?
    You, it’s you and me.
    And if I only could,
    I’d make a deal with God,
    And I’d get him to swap our places,
    Be running up that road,
    Be running up that hill,
    Be running up that building.
    If I only could, oh…
    You don’t want to hurt me,
    But see how deep the bullet lies.
    Unaware I’m tearing you asunder.
    Ooh, there is thunder in our hearts.
    Is there so much hate for the ones we love?
    Tell me, we both matter, don’t we?
    You, it’s you and me.
    It’s you and me won’t be unhappy.
    And if I only could,
    I’d make a deal with God,
    And I’d get him to swap our places,
    Be running up that road,
    Be running up that hill,
    Be running up that building,
    Say, if I only could, oh…
    It’s you and me,
    It’s you and me won’t be unhappy.
    C’mon, baby, c’mon darling,
    Let me steal this moment from you now.
    C’mon, angel, c’mon, c’mon, darling,
    Let’s exchange the experience, oh…
    And if I only could,
    I’d make a deal with God,
    And I’d get him to swap our places,
    Be running up that road,
    Be running up that hill,
    With no problems.
    And if I only could,
    I’d make a deal with God,
    And I’d get him to swap our places,
    Be running up that road,
    Be running up that hill,
    With no problems.
    And if I only could,
    I’d make a deal with God,
    And I’d get him to swap our places,
    Be running up that road,
    Be running up that hill,
    With no problems.
    If I only could
    Be running up that hill
    With no problems…
    If I only could, I’d be running up that hill.
    If I only could, I’d be running up that hill

  • By hilly, March 22, 2011 @ 8:03 am


  • By hilly, March 22, 2011 @ 8:52 am

    sorry – having a little trouble with my antivirus slowing things down…I meant to add
    the ‘you’ and the ‘me’ in that song are my personal Ying and Yang right now…I just hope that makes sense

  • By Softly, March 22, 2011 @ 3:42 pm

    now there’s an artist, love her work an visions.
    Running Up That Hill is close to my heart, as are many of her songs.

  • By sstormc, April 5, 2011 @ 9:22 am

    I have struggled for years to write. To find my voice and my genre. I begin something so enthusiastically, and then I end up leaving it. It is very frustrating, and I know I lack discipline. At one time, I tried my hand at fan fiction (no, not S&H) and was quite popular with readers, but I think it was the constant feedback that kept me going in that case. It was something done on an official page and so there was always feedback. I really have an urge to write, but I simply don’t know how to develop discipline. Any ideas? I am looking forward to reading Paul’s new book! I wonder what age group it is intended for? I teach tenth graders, but sometimes aim a bit younger in literature.

  • By Valerie Be Bi-Goure, April 11, 2011 @ 10:54 pm

    Le Tung-whang-fung
    De Louis BOUILHET (1822-1869)

    La fleur Ing-wha, petite et pourtant des plus belles,
    N’ouvre qu’à Ching-tu-fu son calice odorant ;
    Et l’oiseau Tung-whang-fung est tout juste assez grand
    Pour couvrir cette fleur en tendant ses deux ailes.

    Et l’oiseau dit sa peine à la fleur qui sourit,
    Et la fleur est de pourpre, et l’oiseau lui ressemble,
    Et l’on ne sait pas trop, quand on les voit ensemble,
    Si c’est la fleur qui chante, ou l’oiseau qui fleurit.

    Et la fleur et l’oiseau sont nés à la même heure,
    Et la même rosée avive chaque jour
    Les deux époux vermeils, gonflés du même amour.
    Mais quand la fleur est morte, il faut que l’oiseau meure.

    Alors, sur ce rameau d’où son bonheur a fui,
    On voit Pencher sa tête et se faner sa plume.
    Et plus d’un jeune coeur, dont le désir s’allume,
    Voudrait, aimé comme elle, expirer comme lui.

    Et je tiens, quant à moi, ce récit qu’on ignore
    D’un mandarin de Chine, au bouton de couleur.
    La Chine est un vieux monde où l’on respecte encore
    L’amour qui peut atteindre à l’âge d’une fleur.

  • By Valerie Be Bi-Goure, April 19, 2011 @ 10:58 pm

    To paint a bird’s portrait (Jacques Prévert’s poetry)

    First of all, paint a cage
    with an opened little door
    then paint something attractive
    something simple
    something beautiful
    something of benefit for the bird
    Put the picture on a tree
    in a garden
    in a wood
    or in a forest
    hide yourself behind the tree

    Sometimes the bird arrives quickly
    but sometimes it takes years
    Don’t be discouraged
    wait for years if necessary
    the rapidity or the slowness of the arrival
    doesn’t have any relationship
    with the result of the picture

    When the bird comes
    if it comes
    keep the deepest silence
    wait until the bird enters the cage
    and when entered in
    Close the door softly with the brush
    then remove one by the one all the bars
    care not to touch any feather of the bird

    Then draw the portrait of the tree
    choosing the most beautiful branch
    for the bird
    paint also the green foliage and the coolness
    of the beasts of the grass in the summer’s heat
    and then, wait that the bird starts singing

    If the bird doesn’t sing
    it’s a bad sign
    it means that the picture is wrong
    but if it sings it’s a good sign
    it means that you can sign

    so you tear with sweetness
    a feather from the bird
    and write your name in a corner of the painting.

  • By moncanzuba, July 13, 2012 @ 4:00 am

    In honour of Your Father. With Love and Respect from Argentina.

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