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How about a literary circle on CS? A salon of sorts. Bring up the tone of this place. Writers sharing and critiquing (sp?) their work with one another? Just a thought.

Quite an image there Barren but when the honey comes from sincerity who is to bemoan that? There is little enough encouragement in life for all of us. Who better to encourage the widest group of people than someone compassionate and intelligent?

Congratulations to me!!!! I have a friend!!!! Yippeeeee!!!! I would dance about carefree but with only one eye right now I fear I would traumatize my poor cats far too much by slamming into the furniture. So instead I will just grin like the Cheshire cat and drool a bit from the meds I suppose... Hope no one is looking through the window right now...

I dislike when people post only in response. Plus it goes against ancient netiquette but


What a visual. Only a writer could do that. The rest of us morons (ok I speak only for myself) rely on emoticons.

That is an idea LACali everyone has something that can write out and convey to others. Mine is through very short simplistic poems that would aspire to always have a bit of hope in them. However there are many voices out there many people who don't think they can write anything that have at least one poem or some type of essay in them for the rest of us to learn from.
Writing is putting our essence out there for others to convey who we are and how we see the world whether we realize it or not it comes through.


Sound like I am doing a lecture sorry folks I am passionate about connecting with others in the most effective way possible and for me frankly it's my goofy poems not my goofy comments. My heart is to encourage others to connect across the board and someday I will have a poem or something come to me that will convey that better than anything. I know it's there even if it's only one writing.

I did the same Barren sent a friend request to you. So there mister lol.

I swear its the meds... if only you could see the stains on my dimples from sleeping drugged from my unfortunate incident at work then you'd know. I just thank God that I am not so youthful that I would be forced to drink any of that vile coloured rot they swill down the necks of unwell children. The adult versions are just as nasty but leave a few less stains.
Morons live in Salt Lake City Utah not in California. You might perchance be a dancing raisin but definitely no moron...

Sorry 'bout the emoticons but they are so vibrant to my hallucinatory vision right now and give me some reasonable merit to my foolish smiling that I cannot stop (as I have to concentrate too hard to make my face gather itself from its frumpy slumping- again the meds...)

Good. And now you two have work to do. Imagine if instead of the angry hostile backbiting on here we could log on to see poetry and essays which lift the spirit. Only artists bring beauty to this world.

Two friends now!!!??? What the heck are you lovely ladies doing to my besotted mind? When it was one I believed I was lucid and perhaps it was of pity now I am back to realizing it is indeed the meds playing havoc with my dusty brain. Surely you jest or perhaps one of you has placed a camera in my window and this will be on Youtube or even worse I am thinking I have been punked...?? Where is that Kutcher fellow at now??

Alrighty smarty pants (assuming you are wearing pants as I would not wish to be seen as forceful here and you can dress as you see fit- I swear its the meds...), perhaps a thread and a topic on which to begin this discourse... Since you postulated this event you must perfoce be the erstwhile leader and chooser of said forte...

I can only write as the muse prompts me and there is no muse for me at the moment. So let's see what you have LCal.
I actually did put up about 5 poems the other night when I got tired of the threads and started answering the positive or funny threads like crazy it was quite hilarious for a minute.


You seem like quite a bright woman so show us what you got sister. Give us a poem.

I swear its the meds... if only you could see the stains on my dimples from sleeping drugged from my unfortunate incident at work then you'd know. I just thank God that I am not so youthful that I would be forced to drink any of that vile coloured rot they swill down the necks of unwell children. The adult versions are just as nasty but leave a few less stains.
Morons live in Salt Lake City Utah not in California. You might perchance be a dancing raisin but definitely no moron...

Sadly some, well many Morons live in California along with quite a few Idiots and a sprinking of Imeciles. They often do battle with us dancing raisins but we mostly lose.
I have just been offered a free lunch provided I agree to log off. Since very little comes between me and lunch and virtually nothing between me and a free lunch, I hope to continue this conversation at a later date. Dawn and Barren

Can't pass up lunch and I am sick anyway and headed to bed soon. Happy New Year lovely lady.

Oh, no one last thing. I am not nor have I ever been a writer. I have nothing to say. Truly. I am a reader. And a deeply appreciative one. A supporter of art in all its forms. I admire both of your gifts and wish to see more of them. My lunch offer is at the point of being revoked....

Well off with you then lovely lady your repast awaits. Oh what a glorious bounty to be spread before you and all of it free ninety nine. That is my absolute favourite price as well, but I rarely bother with the eating thing so I will just meander off to lull my aches with words that soothe equally so for a starving brain. See you later young lady enjoy yourself.

You are such an amazing writer you have almost an old fashioned sensibility in the way you write it reminds me of Knights of the Round Table. Happy New Year Barren love the way you express yourself nothing mundane about any of it even a paragraph.

You could rescind your overly kind offer of friendship you know if it in truth has managed to worm its way so deep into your being that it is making you sick. I am not that sort of person to take any joy from the unwellness of another.
I will understand of course if you do so for even though sharing is a wonderful gift in and of itself you must needs take primary concern for your own well-being first or there will be no energy to share with others to whom your spirit is such a gracious boon.

Funny man and silly in your own right. There is no way I am rescinding, renouncing or repealing the friendship with you. Wishing you to feel in marvelous health yourself soon and to not feel that you are of such an advanced age, especially since I am older than you and age is a state of mind also. So free yourself of the chains that fetter you from feeling youthful and celebrate an incoming new year a rebirth of hope.

Your resolution for the new year will be to fall in love with a wonderful man in 2009. You will find him in January. Open your heart and he will be there.

Have you ever seen the glory
Of the burning of the school?

We have tortured all the teachers
And we've broken every rule.

We have tied up both the Principle's
And thrown them out of school
While the school band played on.


Glory, glory, Halleleiua
Teacher hit me with a ruler
So I hit her on the bean
With a rotten tangerine,
While the school band playedon.




What do ya think...will I make it as a song writer?

Happy New Year, everybody