Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary. – Khalil Gibran
Each year, my boyfriend dedicates 24 hours of a weekend to play video games to help raise money for children at Riley Hospital. Except this year, on November 2nd, it’s 25 hours! The charity is called Extra Life, and they are amazing! If you can, please donate. If you need a better reason than helping kids in need… it’s tax-deductible!
Donations are set at $1/hour, and please don’t feel obligated to donate more than you can. I recommend donating $25 for the 25 hours he will be playing video games. Any donation amount is helpful, though. If you can’t donate, we completely understand. These kids will really appreciate and benefit from it. Oh, did I mention that this tax-deductible?
Click HERE to learn more and watch a video about the cause. Help us help the kids at Riley!
I can speak on a personal level about this, too – my best friend’s nephew was in Riley hospital for the first 5-6 months of his life, and since he has been home (he just turned 3 this past August and his family is exploring communication devices so he can finally show the world just how smart he really is), he has flourished! Without the help of Riley in those first few months, his parents and family would not have had the training to take care of him on their own.
Thanks in advance for your support. If you’re in the Indy area on November 2, we invite you stop by our place. We’ll have food and games going all day! Kids are more than welcome too, as we have many interactive video games to play, like Kinect Adventures and various Wii U games that kids would love!
Feel free to share this post with anyone who may be interested in either stopping by to play games and/or donate to the cause. Thanks again, and I love you all! :)
I have written for years. If I had to state an age, I would say I started writing seriously when I was in middle school, writing hopelessly romantic sappy poems to the silly crushes I had then. I remember keeping a journal and writing about how in love I was with boy number 1, 2, 3, and so forth. Ah, to be twelve again. When high school came, I decided to take a creative writing class. I also started to learn the research writing process for a U.S. History course, and found that I really enjoyed the work.
Fast forward to college years, and my writing has improved drastically in many areas. I even discovered that I started developing my own process. As I type that sentence, I think to myself… wow – my own personal writing process. Well, to tell you the truth, we have never thought about it until we started discussing it during a graduate course I completed last year. I have always been one to write a thought that I have passing through my brain, and sometimes I find it difficult to keep them all together. I am the proud owner of many journals and online blog postings, both on my own blog and other websites. I sometimes cannot stand how my thoughts are scattered into so many areas, but I also find comfort in knowing that my work is spread out. It leaves me with room to reorganize as I go. Refining the thoughts in the attic of my mind is a task I find I do daily, but I suppose that is a writer’s life.
My personal writing process always starts the same way – freewriting. (more…)
Sweet slumber is now
upon me; the moonbeams cast
shadows on my bed.
Clouds of lavender
lure me into the abyss
and I fall ever
so swift into a deep dream.
The stars lead me through
darkness to a world that seems
to only exist
within hidden thoughts.
Memories that once seemed vague
flood my subconscious,
only to be lost at dawn.
Forty-two years ago today the world lost an American poet who, without a doubt, would have given the world much more had he lived longer. Tragically, he gave up his ghost in Paris, France on the third of July in 1971. To pay homage, here is my favorite poem by none other than James Douglas Morrison, the American poet (better known as Jim Morrison of the legendary rock group, The Doors).
I can make the earth stop in
its tracks. I made the
blue cars go away.
I can make myself invisible or small.
I can become gigantic & reach the
farthest things. I can change
the course of nature.
I can place myself anywhere in
space or time.
I can summon the dead.
I can perceive events on other worlds,
in my deepest inner mind,
& in the minds of others.
Rest in peace, Lizard King.