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tcr!
· May 5, 2019 at 2:43 pm
I just dropped off my book at Harvey’s Tales to see if they’d be interested in carrying it. They’re going to read it and then let me know. By phone. Looks like I’ll have to answer it when it rings for the next cuppa weeks.
Cross your fingers. And your toes. Even if they don’t put it on their shelves, you should still stop in to peruse. Because support local. They got a coffee bar, too!
216 James Street in Geneva.
mcarril01
· May 4, 2019 at 4:34 pm
That’s a sweet place
bee.jonny
· May 4, 2019 at 9:52 pm
Awesome! Good luck
tcr!
· Jan 16, 2019 at 10:48 pm
From the intro to Tao of Physics. When books start with such I know they’re gonna be good.
Follow the ❤️ peeps.
Kelly K
· Jan 16, 2019 at 11:08 pm
I am not good at this practice. Not only do I not just ask myself, I don’t even ask others the one question, I just assume they have already judged me negatively.
Kelly K
· Jan 16, 2019 at 11:08 pm
🤔 Something for me to work on…
tcr!
· Jan 17, 2019 at 8:39 am
It’s not always to change course, even more so in front of others but sometimes that’s what we got to do!
sinceresarcasm
· Jan 17, 2019 at 2:01 am
I read that as Taco of Physics. A painful reminder that I didn’t eat dinner and I should really go to sleep.
tcr!
· Jan 17, 2019 at 8:44 am
I think you have the title to your next book 🔬🌮
Ryan Waters
· Jan 18, 2019 at 12:25 pm
Thanks Don Juan for this!
tcr!
· Mar 29, 2018 at 2:39 pm
This is seriously one of my most favorite places in Monmouth, Illinois. Doesn’t feel like it was three years when we were last here but then again it does.
tcr!
· Oct 12, 2017 at 6:49 pm
Some days I feel like running about town, shooting cats. But not Hodge. Hodge shan’t be shot.
PS- this is from Pale Fire’s intro.
jimi hindrance experience
· Oct 15, 2017 at 10:55 pm
Today is a day no cat shall be mistreated. My doggies (cats, to the uninitiated) are so friggin’ spoiled it’s unreal. They will walk on you and act abused if you push ‘em off. They expect to be scratched, fed, loved and made warm. Always warm, never cooled. They will from time to time whine about whatever it is they object to in kittyland, and I always coo and act like I care. If they are warm and full and brushed and scratched and their box is clean I am usually clueless as to what their complaint might be…like with the other women in my life, I just assume I’ve done something horrible and carry on.
tcr!
· Oct 16, 2017 at 8:03 am
Your last sentence exactly.
tcr!
· Oct 11, 2017 at 12:25 pm
Source: wikipedia.org/wiki/Green_Eggs_and_Ham#Plot_summary →
In related new: How Dr. Seuss Created “Green Eggs & Ham” →
keamoose
· Oct 12, 2017 at 10:28 am
Sam-I-Am is totally stalking and harrassing that guy.
tcr!
· Oct 12, 2017 at 12:48 pm
I’ve always wondered who the unnamed character was. I always assumed it was No-I-Dont or Eggs-I-Wont.
keamoose
· Oct 12, 2017 at 1:00 pm
I think he’s Mr. Knox from Fox in Socks.
That wasn’t intended to rhyme, but I like that it does.
tcr!
· Oct 13, 2017 at 6:34 am
I thought so, too, but I think Mr. Knox has a collar. Maybe they’re cousins. 🤔
keamoose
· Oct 13, 2017 at 7:26 am
Oh, I just saw that as he’s wearing different accessories.
tcr!
· Sep 29, 2017 at 8:30 pm
Me and the peeps got to go and hear him speak at Anderson’s Bookshop in Naperville.
My favorite part is when Owen told stories of how Stephen had him recording reading books onto tape so Stephen could listen to them.
How fun is that? Being eight years old and reading Dean Koontz books aloud for your dad for later.
tcr!
· Sep 30, 2017 at 9:35 am
One of my friends took this photo of the Kings up on stage.
tcr!
· Sep 26, 2017 at 7:46 am
A couple of nights ago as I was falling asleep, the words were bumbling around in my head. As they do.
Whence I awoke in the dawn of shallwoulds, I tried to cast a line back to the half-sleeps.
As such that I caught, please enjoy some of my own bad poetry.
Embrace the fires inside.
Not the ones to burn the world down.But the ones that will light the sky.
With the roar of a lion.We are not our situation.
Put on a new imagination.There’s no way that can be fixed.
That’s as much as I was able to remember but as I was drifting the bumbles seemed to go on for paragraphs.
jimi hindrance experience
· Sep 28, 2017 at 9:41 am
Fucking Poetry. Yes, I said it, I meant it, I stole my mother’s credit.
Dig your own bad self!
tcr!
· Sep 29, 2017 at 7:56 am
When I’m drifting to sleep after drinking more than my fair share of coffee, words will surf in and out like the above. I sometimes think of writing more down but whenever I do I feel like I’m being pompously grand or overly wordy. Poetry is kinda artsy and not much like how I’ve been writing in the here and now.
But thanks for your kudos! Maybe I’ll at least write the down wordiness now and then. 😊
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