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The Mystery of Storytelling

The Mystery of Storytelling
TED Talk Julian Friedmann @ TEDxEaling
Post written and Created by Jennifer Kiley
Post Created May 20th 2013
Posted May 23rd 2013
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The World According to Garp  by John Irving The first book I read of John Irving.

The World According to Garp by John Irving

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The first book I read of John Irving. It was turned into a film and there is nothing about this book or film that follow the rules of how Americans always get there Happy Endings. It is a brilliant book and a film I wasn’t sure I liked when I first saw it. Reason is that so much was left out from the book. Eventually, though I realized that the film was quite unique on its own. So I love both book and film and we are not talking about sentimental happy endings or all is good and nothing bad ever happens. This has so many surprises. If you haven’t read the book or seen the film I highly recommend both.

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I will warn you that this TED Talk starts out rather brutal in talking about the expectations of a screenwriter, in having a script accepted, which I would say could be applied to writers in a general manner. The rejection words are quite a deal more prevalent according to the speaker of this TED Talk. It happens that he is an agent. A very good one after you get past his opening statements. Don’t fall off the mountain until you listen to more of the video. It’s not that he becomes more encouraging but he does have some rather good points to tell writers, screen or otherwise.

He talks a great deal about writers and writing. The thoughts of famous writers come up. What they think is important for a writer to know. Language. Storytelling. Most famous writers will tell you, of course, to write from out of your own experiences. When asked if there is a formula to writing, the answers come back to some of the origins of storytelling. For example: Campfire tales. Some ingredients to storytelling: Pity. Fear. Catharsis. Beethoven’s approach to a happy ending comes up. His theory is: Suffering. Struggle. Overcoming.

I must say that I am only giving you an overall view of what was talked about on this video. Listening to the video will give you a great deal more. So I shall continue.

Why do we need stories? It all started with Cave paintings. One goes out into the woods to kill a wild animal. Prehistoric caves were the first cinema. They rehearse there fear by looking at the cave paintings. The same is true with the audience in today’s theatres. What do we do to the audience to make it so they have experiences?

Now, this next point, I have a friend who will get a laugh out of this one. It seems that American films love to have happy endings. Did I mention the speaker is British? Well, yes he is. He feels that no one can compete with the American film maker. They have more money and bigger stars. That may be so in American and how the world reacts to the US stars but I feel that British and Australia actors, male and female, are much better. More interesting to watch and to listen to. I rather hate it when a Brit is cast in a role and must lose their British accent for the part. I always wish that they would change the character into someone British so that the actor would be able to speak in their normal tongue.

But back to American film makers, they like accessible characters and once again, they like to have sentimental happy endings. One of the parts that take away the anticipation of what kind of ending will happen that will surprise you rather than being able to breath a sigh of relief that all’s well that ends well. I know from sudden shocking experiences from watching British Television shows or Films, main characters die. And you/I am shocked and saddened that a character that I looked forward to seeing again later is now dead or they lose the love of their life. No, so the British do not appease the audience, nor do they hold your hand and say: “Don’t worry, everything is going to be alright. Everything will be perfectly fine.” I mean, just look at Mary Poppins, she always leaves at the end and you really don’t want her to, but she does. Now in the movie, the happy ending is that the family find their way back to each other. How I won’t say, you have to see the film, if you haven’t already.

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John Irving on MidMorning

This interview will counter the theory that Americans always write for the Happy Ending. Maybe that is why I fell in love with the first novel I read that John Irving wrote (It wasn’t his 1st Novel by my first one I read of his): “The World According To Garp.” He doesn’t hold back on what happens to his characters. it is a great novel to start with. It will make you a guaranteed fan, unless you’re brain dead. He shows his brilliance as a writer in “GARP.” Every turn of the page a surprise. Quite magical and diverse and he loves BEARS, Gizzlies. {{{Smile}}}

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Next issue is Dialogue: American movies have 2/3rds less dialogue. Also, Americans have lower levels of expectation in their educations. Basically, I think he was saying that a great many Americans are rather stupid and often more ignorant, also. He has his point there. A lot of Americans are not that bright. They, also, tend to be dangerous and vote for the wrong people at elections. So, in American films, there is a tendency to tell their stories in a much more visual way. An audience believes what they see. They do not believe what they hear. Scenes are also shorter in American films. They cut off a bit from the beginning and the ending of a scene to make the audience figure out what happens. They want the audience to work for it. It does give them something to do while the film just shows the ridiculous. There is so much garbage produced today. It is quite rare to find the GEM.They do occasionally exist. But it is like what Kurt Cobain says: “I liked it better when I didn’t have money. You’d walk into a shop and find something unique that sets off in your imagination, that you just want to possess that object, but you aren’t sure you can afford it. Then you find out you can but barely. So you buy it, and it becomes the treasure that you so rarely find. Now when you have all the money you have ever needed you lose those moments of discovery. Because you can afford everything and anything you want. Those special moments have been lost forever.”

Well, in the film industry, those moments have mostly been lost forever. The majority of films given the “Green Light” and then made mostly turn out to be crap. That is very disappointing and you are not really sure who you can trust anymore who will be offering you a gem or fake jewelry. You’re on your own. I will never lie here. If I find a film that I find that is fascinating and brilliant, I will be sure to tell you and encourage you to definitely see it. But keep in mind those treasures are becoming more and more difficult to find in the sand. You need more than a metal detector these days.

Next topic comes up around discussing Diana Rigg: Worse reviews ever book. When writing a screenplay or writing anything, there are a lot of rejections. Not only that, but you will be rejected by people who are less talented then you are. He apologizes and asks that “writers please forgive us agents.Remember us when you make it.”

Writers, after they make it, can say: “Only we are the storytellers.” And the writers thinking to themselves: “Very High and Mighty Agents Think That They Have the Power.”

Now if what I have written makes you curious and you’d like to know more, then I would suggest you will enjoy this speaker’s TED Talk on this video on “The Mystery of Storytelling.” I love routing through the TED Talk library to find the gems. This is one of them. And trust me, even in the TED Talks, there are not many that shine, either. “The Mystery of Storytelling ” does and the next one I am going to present does, also. You will like the concept behind that one also. It’s a rather curious subject matter, that causes your mind to ponder and some who I feel who will want the possibility it discusses to have to inside/outside chance of an underlying truth to it.

I’d say that one will be released from “the secret keeper in the next few days. I am the walking wounded and did several work ups on posts before I went in for some surgery. This is the year of the scalpel for me but don’t worry I promised to “POST A POST-A-DAY” and I will. Some of the time I may draw from some of my favorite POSTS, just updated and added onto. Everyone grows in their thinking and hopefully I will as well and be able to add more now from where I was then when one of my ideas became a post in need a growing but it had to have a beginning somewhere. Let’s hope that works. Or maybe I will heal in short spurts and moments when my mind and body work and creativity is alive and well inside of me.

So, press the play button and enjoy this TED Talk on “The Mystery of Storytelling.” Writer or not, everyone usually loves a good story and Julian Friedmann tells a good one on this Video. Hope you can get passed his opening comments, because once done, the video has a great deal to say that is quite brilliant and worth the listen. ENJOY. BE PATIENT AND LET THE FOOTAGE ROLL.

The Mystery of Storytelling: Julian Friedmann at TEDxEaling

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The World According To Garp (1982) Scene

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John Irving: Advice to Aspiring Novelists: Don’t Shoot Yourself

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Big Think Interview with John Irving

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QUOTATIONS on STORYTELLING:

“After nourishment, shelter and companionship, stories are the thing we need most in the world.” ― Philip Pullman

“Every great love starts with a great story…” ― Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook

“It’s like everyone tells a story about themselves inside their own head. Always. All the time. That story makes you what you are. We build ourselves out of that story.” ― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

“There are books full of great writing that don’t have very good stories. Read sometimes for the story… don’t be like the book-snobs who won’t do that. Read sometimes for the words–the language. Don’t be like the play-it-safers who won’t do that. But when you find a book that has both a good story and good words, treasure that book.” ― Stephen King

“Funny how a beautiful song could tell such a sad story” ― Sarah Dessen, Lock and Key

“Most of the basic material a writer works with is acquired before the age of fifteen.” ― Willa Cather

“There is no doubt fiction makes a better job of the truth.” ― Doris Lessing, Under My Skin

“You may tell a tale that takes up residence in someone’s soul, becomes their blood and self and purpose. That tale will move them and drive them and who knows that they might do because of it, because of your words. That is your role, your gift.” ― Erin Morgenstern, The Night Circus [My comment about the book "The Night Circus"---EXCEPTIONAL. Discovered through a "Like" page on FB. Rented through library, then begged for it as a Christmas Present. It is a MAGICAL, MYSTICAL, METAPHYSICAL book, that should be read by all who find the MYSTERIOUS fascinating. It is up there with the EXCEPTIONAL few books that hold you HYPNOTICALLY in the ETHER and will not let you go until the very end. And I am not sure if you are released even then. THE NIGHT CIRCUS is high on my list of originality in storytelling. HIGHLY RECOMMEND. May even have done a review of it after the first time I read it. It was a rush read job b/c I didn't own the book then but did get it as a present. Now I want to read it again. Don't have it on Kindle so it has been hidden due to some rearranging and organizing of my writing space and overhauling it with a new couch for my recoveries. Can't do stairs for awhile. So I get to relax a bit and get to catch up on reading books I've wanted to spend time with and to veg out a bit with old and new films I have wanted to watch.] NEXT!

“No, no! The adventures first, explanations take such a dreadful time.” ― Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass

“Artists use lies to tell the truth. Yes, I created a lie. But because you believed it, you found something true about yourself.” ― Alan Moore, V for Vendetta

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TIME TO TAKE MY DRUGS TO KNOCK OUT THE PAIN AND MY BRAIN AT THE SAME TIME AND OFF INTO STRUGGLING TO STAY AWAKE OR TO GIVE INTO SLEEP. I AM AFRAID TO SAY THAT THE SLEEP STATE SO FAIR HAS WON OUT ON ME. THE DRUGS THE HOSPITAL AND DOC/SURGEON PRESCRIBED KNOCK ME ON MY ASS. I AM BARELY ABLE TO KEEP MY EYE LIDS FROM STAYING OPEN. I SUPPOSE THAT IS THE WHOLE POINT BUT OH HOW I HATE TO SURRENDER. ENJOY THE VIDEOS. THEY ARE INSIGHTFUL AND SHARE THE INNER WORKINGS OF JOHN IRVING THE AUTHOR/WRITER AND ON THE TED TALK AN AGENT WHO IS HONEST BUT UNFORTUNATELY FINDS US LIVING IN A WORLD WHERE THE IMAGINATION IS NOT HONOURED IN THE MANNER TO WHICH IT IS DUE AND SURFACE CRAP SO FAR FROM BEING CREATIVE IS WHAT WE ARE FINDING IT REPLACED WITH. IT IS THE RUINATION OF THE WORLD OF ART. WE HAVE TO STAY STRONG AND KEEP REMINDING PEOPLE THAT ART IS THE SAVING GRACE OF OUR CIVILIZATION AND IF IT GOES SO GOES CULTURE AND THAT WHICH HOLDS IT TOGETHER. EVER HEARD OF SODOM AND GOMORRAH? WELL, IF YOU HAVEN’T I WOULD LOOK IT UP. WHEN YOU LOSE YOUR CENTER ALL COLLAPSES AROUND YOU. jk the secret keeper By Jennifer Kiley POWER TO THE CREATIVE UNIVERSE/MULTIVERSES. YEAH !

I can crash down the gates of Heaven

I can crash down the gates of Heaven
Poetry by Niamh Clune & Jennifer Kiley
Artists Vincent van Gogh & Alexander Jansson
Posted 05.03.13

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Before I introduce the poetry I would like to introduce you to the secret keeper’s Guess Poet for today. She is far more than a poet but as a poet she is extremely brilliant and gifted in the use of words and the depth of her poetry will astound you. Here is just a tiny sampling of who Dr. Niamh Clune is and after this short bio will follow two more beautiful paintings, and poetry by Niamh Clune and by myself, the secret keeper. Following the poetry is a piece of music that will surprise our guest but she is familiar with the piece. It is quite beautiful. Then of course, a choice selection of quotations to fill your mind with, which by that time should be brimming over. So Please enjoy. jk the secret keeper
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Niamh Clune is the author of the Skyla McFee series: Orange Petals in a Storm, and Exaltation of a Rose (which is due out in the near future. Keep you eyes and ears tuned in for when that launch will be made.) You will fall in love with Skyla McFee, a young girl who must go through the most harrowing experiences and survive the most horrible people to find the goodness in her life still exists. The first book, which is available now, opens up the story and quickly draws you in. You want so much to be there to protect and help Skyla. She does the most magical things with her imagination that will astonish you. Also, Niamh is the author of The Coming of the Feminine Christ. A true story about a most powerful experience. Niamh put a great deal of time and research into the writing of this magnificent 5 star book, just recently released on eBook and available now at an amazingly reasonable price. I have read this book and re-read it. There is so much to learn and to understand. I would like to add that Niamh has a CD titled “Touching Angels” which is quite magical and mystical to hear. Very soothing in places that help you to relax and unwind. I highly recommend all of these creations. I have them in my collection and would feel lost without them being in arms reach.

Niamh has produced an anthology of happy and sad stories from childhood: Every Child is Entitled to Innocence. The proceeds of this book go to Child Helpline International. She, also, quite recently, brought together the art of many poets, writers, photographers and painters who donated their work to put together for two different Anthologies. The first is titled: Song of Sahel, this is to help the people of Sahel a vast region in Africa suffering from an extremely long drought, and it continues and the people continue to suffer. Two songs were written by Niamh and performed by her daughter Aleisha Shimizu and produced to go with the Anthology to raise funds to help the people of Sahel. They are all still available separately, Song of Sahel & Island of Hope) and the second anthology is: All The Lonely People, about loneliness and the forgotten people. It, also, include artists views on aloneness. Loneliness has become an epidemic all over the world and includes people of all ages who find they are without the contact of people who show them any care or recognition that they exist. It is bad in nursing homes where often people are thrown away to live out the rest of their lives with out hopes of anyone ever showing them any love or attention ever again. It is not just the elders in our society who suffer from loneliness, it is people of all ages. This Anthology is available for free as a download through Plum Tree Books. There is a link coming up shortly which should lead you to the location to download “All The Lonely People.”

More of what Dr. Niamh Clune has done in her extremely active life is to have worked in Africa for Oxfam and UNICEF in her career as a psychotherapist. She is the founder of Plum Tree Books, which has a philosophy that is unique, in that it encourages creativity in many forms for many ages. She is an award-winning social entrepreneur, an environmental campaigner and a singer/songwriter. She does a great deal more than this brief biography states. To learn more about her visit her blog at http://ontheplumtree.wordpress.com/ and Plum Tree Books on Facebook and the Plum Tree Books and Art site online. If you want, look along the right column of my blog the secret keeper and scroll down. You will find images you can click on which will take you to many of the sites I mentioned and also to the sites where you will find Niamh’s books. jk the secret keeper

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Written by Niamh Clune
May 1st 2013

I can crash down the gates of Heaven
take it by storm.
pluck inspiration from fiery ether
to bring to earth.
to light you when you’re cold
to feed you when you’re hungry
to help you remember from whence you came.

I am then made of air
taking refuge in a tree
laughing.
Sooner or later
that which was stolen from the gods
flares
breeds its own wanting
wave on wave of searing sorrow
surfaces from core
floods through me
forces its way out
crying for Heaven
to be returned to the beautiful
from whence it came.

© Niamh Clune 2013
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Written by Jennifer Kiley
May 1st 2013

Warmth came
When you arrived
I was hungry and cold
And had no memory
Of where or who I am
Guide me
Help me soar
Let me fly with you
Through the air
Freeing me from the pain
Give me to Heaven
To be held in an angel’s arms
Until I regain my knowledge
Of who I am
Stay with me awhile
Until the waves of sorrow
Pass from my memories
Crying out the feelings
Screaming their way
Out of me
Finally the floods are released
Letting me finally find peace
With the spirit
Resting inside of me

© jennifer kiley 2013
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Written by Niamh Clune
April 26th 2013

Am I fractured, when in the wrath of sunlight streaming across my sky,
I cloak myself in darkness cool and safe?
Am I fractured if Colour speaks of secrets more ancient than this sun – speaks of a time before beginning,
when all was unformed, inherent, ready to burst upon this Blue?
When All was tacit – every thought to be heard,
every dream to be shared, every tear to be shed.
I go back there into Creation’s womb to the fiery Coloured salamanders
that spark and illuminate my Heavens.
I know them in essence.
Am I mad for seeing into that other realm?
Then, so be it. Far more beautiful is that Sun.
Unchain my weary spirit from this violent dawning.

© Niamh Clune 2013
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understanding colours
by jennifer kiley
05.03.13

a clear enough understanding through perceptions
you are not fractured
there is no madness inside of you
it is excitement in finding
that which you were seeking.

Fire Spirits being your friends,
lit the path of your journey.
No madness in the seeing
a desired destination
inviting one to breathe
to hear the words of your dreams welcoming,
an echoing from the eternal muse,
hearing and understanding
the meaning of your soul
the symbols resound
in their open minds.

Your tears are watering their world
with your release
the acceptance of their inviting freedom
to be your real self.
Here your spirit is accepted
To be free.
The old world
a distant shadow.

You were never fractured
Being able to hear the Colour spirit’s voice
Communicating from a world unknown
to those who cannot hear,
who have no understanding
your openness has the capacity
to perceive
to decipher their meanings
to go to their depth of perception
to understand
to absorb the wordless meanings of Colour’s definitions.

There is no madness
To want to be
to see into this other realm
to have it so open to you
it offers safe passage
to be one with their world
as your weariness fades away.

This is bliss
you have expressed
you have found it
time to celebrate
it is difficult to leave
to re-enter the storm
through which you must pass
to return to a world far less inviting
to leave an understanding
such as this realm has
it draws you into its beauty
into its acceptance of your soul

© jennifer kiley 2013
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The Garden Within — Composed by Richard Maddock
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QUOTATIONS on UNDERSTANDING & PERCEPTION

“Sometimes it’s not enough to know what things mean, sometimes you have to know what things don’t mean.” ― Bob Dylan

“Don’t you understand that we need to be childish in order to understand? Only a child sees things with perfect clarity, because it hasn’t developed all those filters which prevent us from seeing things that we don’t expect to see.” ― Douglas Adams, Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency

“Deep in the human unconscious is a pervasive need for a logical universe that makes sense. But the real universe is always one step beyond logic.” ― Frank Herbert, Dune

“I think it happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people you’ve known forever don’t see things the way you do. And so you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on.”
― Nicholas Sparks, True Believer

“When you were in love, you were capable of learning everything and of knowing things you had never dared even to think, because love was the key to understanding all of the mysteries.” ― Paulo Coelho, Brida

“All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.” ― Edgar Allan Poe

“The more I see, the less I know for sure.” ― John Lennon

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” ― W.B. Yeats

“What you see and what you hear depends a great deal on where you are standing. It also depends on what sort of person you are.”
― C.S. Lewis, The Magician’s Nephew

“There are things known and there are things unknown, and in between are the doors of perception.” ― Aldous Huxley
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purpose P U R P O S E purpose

purpose P U R P O S E purpose
Written by Jennifer Kiley
Art created by j. kiley
Created 04.13.13
Posted 04.13.13

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Fireworks — Katy Perry

QUOTATIONS on PURPOSE:

“If you were all alone in the universe with no one to talk to, no one with which to share the beauty of the stars, to laugh with, to touch, what would be your purpose in life? It is other life; it is love, which gives your life meaning. This is harmony. We must discover the joy of each other, the joy of challenge, the joy of growth.” ― Mitsugi Saotome

“When you lost sight of your path, listen for the destination in your heart.” ― Katsura Hoshino

“The magic of purpose and of love in its purest form. Not televison love, with its glare and hollow and sequined glint; not sex and allure, all high shoes and high drama, everything both too small and in too much excess, but just love. Love like rain, like the smell of a tangerine, like a surprise found in your pocket.” ― Deb Caletti

“Those who have failed to work toward the truth have missed the purpose of living.” ― Gautama Buddha

“It’s funny. No matter how hard you try, you can’t close your heart forever. And the minute you open it up, you never know what’s going to come in. But when it does, you just have to go for it! Because if you don’t, there’s not point in being here.” ― Kirstie Alley

“Make your work to be in keeping with your purpose” ― Leonardo da Vinci

“In spite of where we were, how we had gotten here and why we had come, I felt that at this moment of our lives, this place was exactly where we belonged. We were not drifting but rising, rising toward something right and of significance.” ― Dean Koontz

“Spirituality is recognizing and celebrating that we are all inextricably connected to each other by a power greater than all of us, and that our connection to that power and to one another is grounded in love and compassion. Practicing spirituality brings a sense of perspective, meaning and purpose to our lives.” ― Brené Brown

“There are so many stupid things that steal that purpose from us. The stupid things that you believe a lie that we ‘re not as important as we really are. That our life isn’t as important as it really is. It’s important to the people that you love, it’s important to the people that you will love in the future, it’s important to the world around you and it’s so important that you fulfill the purpose that only you can fulfill the way that you can fulfill that.” ― Lacey Mosley

“I read of a man who stood to speak
at the funeral of a friend.
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
from the beginning…to the end.

He noted that first came the date of her birth
and spoke of the following date with tears,
but he said what mattered most of all
was the dash between those years.

For that dash represents all the time
that she spent alive on earth…
and now only those who loved her
know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not, how much we own;
the cars….the house…the cash.
What matters is how we live and love
and how we spend our dash.

So think about this long and hard…
are there things you’d like to change?
For you never know how much time is left.
(You could be at “dash midrange.”)

If we could just slow down enough
to consider what’s true and real,
and always try to understand
the way other people feel.

And be less quick to anger,
and show appreciation more
and love the people in our lives
like we’ve never loved before.

If we treat each other with respect,
and more often wear a smile…
remembering that this special dash
might only last a little while.

So, when your eulogy’s being read
with your life’s actions to rehash…
would you be proud of the things they
say about how you spend your dash?”
― Linda Ellis, The Dash Making A Difference With Your Life

“The great essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love and something to hope for.” ― Joseph Addison

“Art has always been the raft onto which we climb to save our sanity. I don’t see a different purpose for it now.” ― Dorothea Tanning

this is my purpose. this is what makes my life have meaning.

this is my purpose. this is what makes my life have meaning.

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Introduction: All The Lonely People

 

More than one in ten people suffer from chronic loneliness...

 Our cultures do little to recognise this alarmingly growing trend. In fact, chronic loneliness can become a disease that eats into the soul causing depression and deep psychological change. The chronically lonely person asks, "What's wrong with me?" Why don't I fit in? Why am I the odd one out?"

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All The Lonely People is an Anthology, a collection of words, art, writing, prose, poems, meaningful sentiments about loneliness, photography, pain, fear, feelings, sharing similarities and differences at where our lives are now, where they came from and where they are headed. Niamh Clune had a brilliant idea to bring together the works of artists in various fields with herself included, for she is also a brilliant artist with multiple talents, and had us write about, paint, take photographs in order to present our inner thoughts and feelings about loneliness and also aloneness or solitude. Dr. Clune gathered all the multitude of submissions and selected what she felt worked and put the Anthology together herself, a daunting job, in the least. We all thank her for her strength and sensitivity for doing such a remarkable task. Personally, when I thought about writing a poem or poems, I wasn't sure whether I felt loneliness or understood it. I want to say that it was a difficult struggle to come to terms with the feelings that surround these two states of being as I was writing what ended up being two poems. I threw away my first attempt. I had no idea what it was that I was even writing about. I was confused and debated with my partner what exactly was loneliness. I didn't understand. I rejected the idea that I felt Loneliness. I didn't want to accept that I could possibly feel lonely. The thought made me feel uncomfortable and if it were true then shame accompanied the acceptance of feeling this state. By the time I completed my two poems, I discovered deep inside a place that was quite dark and I found that state of loneliness. It felt awful and I felt so isolated and I couldn't handle how it made me feel. You will understand when and if you read my poems or any of the other poems or prose or look upon the paintings and photographs and just absorb the words of the other writers and you may understand. I put that in my poem on Loneliness, what it made me feel like and how I felt I needed to handle it. And at the last moment, near deadline, I finally think I understood what it really meant to feel Aloneness, a completely different state. As I struggled, I can see from what I read that I believe it is and was a struggle for all of us to experience the state of loneliness at all stages in our lives. This Anthology "All The Lonely People" is something everyone should look at and read. It may help you to understand what it is to be lonely. If you are lonely, it may help you to understand what it is you are experiencing. If you know someone who is lonely, it may help you to reach out to them, to offer a hand to lead them away from their loneliness. For whatever reason, seriously consider downloading this Anthology. It is available for Free right now. I downloaded it and I am amazed at the honesty and the feelings and fear that people see or have experienced or are experiencing. The introduction helps to explain a great deal about chronic loneliness. If you follow this reblogged post back to its origin you will find the complete Introduction there and also the link to where you will be able to download "All The Lonely People" for Free. If the title sounds familiar to some, it is from the lyrics of the Beatles song "Eleanor Rigby." "Ah, look at all the lonely people." Please learn about Loneliness. It is of utmost importance to find an understanding of how devastating a condition this can be. Loneliness eats at your soul. Take a chance by downloading "All The Lonely People." Thank you. Here is a caption from the Introduction that struck me all too closely: "There is the loneliness of those abandoned by the loss or death of a loved one...suddenly vulnerable, forced to begin anew, shifted from the comfort of knowing and loving someone to being surrounded by strangers again." Jennifer Kiley...jk the secret keeper

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WINNERS of the 85th Academy Awards

♥♥♥ jk THINKS WILL WIN

��� SM THINKS WILL WIN

♣♣♣ jk WANTS TO WIN

♫♫♫ SM WANTS TO WIN

:cool: :cool: :cool: WINNER

Best Picture
:cool: :cool: :cool: ��� ♥♥♥ “Argo” Grant Heslov, Ben Affleck and George Clooney, Producers

Argo Film Trailer —Winner Best Picture 2013

Best Adapted Screenplay
:cool: :cool: :cool: “Argo” Screenplay by Chris Terrio

Film Editing
:cool: :cool: :cool: “Argo” William Goldenberg

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Best Director
:cool: :cool: :cool: ♫♫♫ “Life of Pi” Ang Lee

Cinematography
:cool: :cool: :cool: ♫♫♫ ♣♣♣ “Life of Pi” Claudio Miranda

Best Original Score
:cool: :cool: :cool: ♥♥♥ “Life of Pi” Mychael Danna

Achievement in visual effects
:cool: :cool: :cool: ��� ♫♫♫ ♥♥♥ ♣♣♣ “Life of Pi”
Bill Westenhofer, Guillaume Rocheron, Erik-Jan De Boer and Donald R. Elliott

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Best Actor
:cool: :cool: :cool: ��� ♫♫♫ Daniel Day-Lewis in “Lincoln”

Production Design
:cool: :cool: :cool: “Lincoln”
Production Design: Rick Carter; Set Decoration: Jim Erickson

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Best Supporting Actor
:cool: :cool: :cool: Christoph Waltz in “Django Unchained”

Best Original Screenplay
:cool: :cool: :cool: “Django Unchained” Written by Quentin Tarantino

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Best Actress
:cool: :cool: :cool: ��� ♫♫♫ ♣♣♣ Jennifer Lawrence in “Silver Linings Playbook”

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Best Supporting Actress
:cool: :cool: :cool: ��� ♫♫♫ ♥♥♥ ♣♣♣ Anne Hathaway in “Les Misérables”

Makeup
:cool: :cool: :cool: ♫♫♫ ♣♣♣ “Les Misérables”
Lisa Westcott and Julie Dartnell

Sound Mixing
:cool: :cool: :cool: ♫♫♫ ♥♥♥ ♣♣♣ “Les Misérables”
Andy Nelson, Mark Paterson and Simon Hayes

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Best Foreign Language Film
:cool: :cool: :cool: ��� ♫♫♫ ♥♥♥ “Amour” Austria

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Best Original Song
:cool: :cool: :cool: ��� ♫♫♫ ♥♥♥ “Skyfall” from “Skyfall”
Music and Lyric by Adele Adkins and Paul Epworth

Adele — Skyfall — James Bond 007

Sound Editing (2 winners)
:cool: :cool: :cool: ♫♫♫ “Skyfall” Per Hallberg and Karen Baker Landers
:cool: :cool: :cool: ��� ♥♥♥ “Zero Dark Thirty” Paul N.J. Ottosson

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The youngest actor, Quvenzhané Wallis, ever nominated for Best Actress. Here is the poster of the ninth and last of the Best Picture Nominees. They should be added to everyone’s film lists of films to see. Brilliant selection. Brilliant Awards Ceremony. Here she is on the Ellen show. She is so cool.

Quvenzhané Wallis interviewed on the Ellen Show

Best Animated Feature
:cool: :cool: :cool: ��� “Brave” Mark Andrews and Brenda Chapman

Costume Design
:cool: :cool: :cool: “Anna Karenina” Jacqueline Durran

Best Documentary Feature
:cool: :cool: :cool: ♫♫♫ “Searching for Sugar Man”

Best Documentary (Short Subject)
:cool: :cool: :cool: “Inocente”
Sean Fine and Andrea Nix Fine

Best Animated Short Film
:cool: :cool: :cool: ��� “Paperman” John Kahrs

Best Live Action Short Film
:cool: :cool: :cool: “Curfew” Shawn Christensen

♥ ♫ ♪ Gary Wright: Dream Weaver, Album/Studio Version HQ ♥ ♫ ♪

“Film as dream, film as music. No art passes our conscience in the way film does, and goes directly to our feelings, deep down into the dark rooms of our souls.” ― Ingrid Bergman

“Every scene should be able to answer three questions: “Who wants what from whom? What happens if they don’t get it? Why now?” —David Mamet

“A good movie can take you out of your dull funk and the hopelessness that so often goes with slipping into a theatre; a good movie can make you feel alive again, in contact, not just lost in another city. Good movies make you care, make you believe in possibilities again. If somewhere in the Hollywood-entertainment world someone has managed to break through with something that speaks to you, then it isn’t all corruption. The movie doesn’t have to be great; it can be stupid and empty and you can still have the joy of a good performance, or the joy in just a good line. An actor’s scowl, a small subversive gesture, a dirty remark that someone tosses off with a mock-innocent face, and the world makes a little bit of sense. Sitting there alone or painfully alone because those with you do not react as you do, you know there must be others perhaps in this very theatre or in this city, surely in other theatres in other cities, now, in the past or future, who react as you do. And because movies are the most total and encompassing art form we have, these reactions can seem the most personal and, maybe the most important, imaginable. The romance of movies is not just in those stories and those people on the screen but in the adolescent dream of meeting others who feel as you do about what you’ve seen. You do meet them, of course, and you know each other at once because you talk less about good movies than about what you love in bad movies.” ― Pauline Kael, For Keeps: 30 Years at the Movies

“I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me, but it’s hard to stay mad when there’s so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once, and it’s too much; my heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst. And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold onto it. And then it flows through me like rain, and I can’t feel anything but gratitude—for every single moment of my stupid, little life. You have no idea what I’m talking about, I’m sure; but don’t worry….you will someday.” ― Alan Ball, American Beauty: The Shooting Script

“In a way, what Tarantino has done with the French New Wave and with David Lynch is what Pat Boone did with rhythm and blues: He’s found (ingeniously) a way to take what is ragged and distinctive and menacing about their work and homogenize it, churn it until it’s smooth and cool and hygienic enough for mass consumption. Reservoir Dogs, for example, with its comically banal lunch chatter, creepily otiose code names, and intrusive soundtrack of campy pop from decades past, is a Lynch movie made commercial, i.e., fast, linear, and with what was idiosyncratically surreal now made fashionably (i.e., “hiply”) surreal [...] D. Lynch is an exponentially better filmmaker than Q. Tarantino. For, unlike Tarantino, D. Lynch knows that an act of violence in an American film has, through repetition and desensitization, lost the ability to refer to anything but itself. A better way to put what I just tried to say: Quentin Tarantino is interested in watching somebody’s ear getting cut off; David Lynch is interested in the ear.” ― David Foster Wallace

“A director makes only one movie in his life. Then he breaks it up and makes it again.” ― Jean Renoir

“I want to thank anyone who spends a part of their day creating, I don’t care if it’s a book, a film, a painting, a dance, a piece of theater, a piece of music – anybody who spends part of their day sharing their experience with us – I think this world would be unlivable without art and I thank you.” ― Steven Soderbergher

“I don’t like the idea of “understanding” a film. I don’t believe that rational understanding is an essential element in the reception of any work of art. Either a film has something to say to you or it hasn’t. If you are moved by it, you don’t need it explained to you. If not, no explanation can make you moved by it.”
― Federico Fellini

Writing Is…a time traveller’s lost voyage

Writing is…a time traveller’s lost voyage
By Jennifer Kiley
Formerly Known As
The Universal Eclectic
Another Life Time Ago
With An Alternate Persona
Reposting 01.24.13

I will explain the above comment in due course in a future post but tonight I am taking advantage of that other persona and borrowing this post “Writing Is…” to fill a space for an altogether different post I might have written if my laptop or as a writer I might refer to her as my trusty time and space traveller, for she does take me anywhere I want to go. It is not quite the TARDIS, Time and Relative Dimensions In Space. Now, for us Dr. Who fans, that would be the coolest device ever to own or possess.

Anyway, my laptop is on her way tomorrow, by then today, to go to get herself analyze and hopefully fixed and exorcised of the gremlins inside of her. I guess someone has been feeding her after midnight. For Shame. So I will be without her for about a week, They are going to do a rush job. So after tonight, the only devices I will have are my Tablet, my Kindle Touch and pen and paper to create my posts for “the secret keeper.” Plus, my partner said I could borrow her other laptop to finish off my posts. I need her laptop to do my art work and to do all the intricate activities of putting a post to bed,

So I have had in the past five days been to bed to sleep once. Otherwise, I have been trying to get my laptop to work, That meant I was on the phone with tech support hours on end, day and night trying to get her to work right. But with no success. She is so quirky at the moment, she could so most anything unexpectedly. So I better get this post reposted and off or out into the world. I do hope you enjoy and would like to make Writing is… comments of your own. The very last one on this repost is from someone who did just that. It was a terribly good comment and that is why I included it in this repost.

So now enjoy and be patient with me over the next week. I will try to create some thought prvoking posts, some serious, some funny and maybe some even sexy or sensuous. One never knows what to expect, not even me and I spend the most time with myself. It should be interesting how things turn out with my computer addiction. I wonder what the withdrawal symptoms will be. I do hope the good part will be that I will get some sleep for the next week.

Enjoy and wish my time traveller companion good luck on her adventure. Now to “Writing is…” jk the secret keeper…

It started as a rough edition of a list that I found and have developed and added to.

Definition: writing is the representation of language in a textual medium through the use of a set of signs or symbols (known as a writing system). It is distinguished from illustration, such as cave drawing and painting, and non-symbolic preservation of language via non-textual media, such as magnetic tape audio. writing most likely began as a consequence of political expansion in ancient cultures, which needed reliable means for transmitting information.

Definition: The recording of words or sounds in significant characters; in the most general sense, any use of or method of using letters or other conventional symbols of uttered sounds for the visible preservation or transmission of ideas; specifically, as distinguished from printing, stamping, incision, etc., the act or art of tracing graphic signs by hand on paper, parchment, or any other material, with a pen and ink, style, pencil, or any other instrument; also, the written characters or words; handwriting.

But here, this list is coming more from a creative and philosophical nature. The images I choose to represent in Writing is… give you an abstract as well as an informative travel through the many forms in which we take the thoughts from our minds and begin the process of creativity and recording them.

Enjoy the journey.

Writing is…
A collection of what Writing is…

I am sure there are many more additions that are not included on this list. It is only the beginning of the discussion of what Writing is…

Writing is… an art form.

Writing is… a method for transmitting information.

Writing is… a call to action.

Writing is… innovative.

Writing is… a way to help you to express yourself.

Writing is… something that can be simple or complex.

Writing is… a way to transport you to another time.

Writing is… a way to educate.

Writing is… a way to change how we view the world.

Writing is… a way to preserve our memories.

Writing is… a way to bring people together.

Writing is… power.

Writing is… a way for imagination to go beyond pen and paper.

Writing is… a way to explain our past.

Writing is… a way to give us new ideas.

Writing is… a way to enlightenment.

Writing is… a way to explain our present.

Writing is… really one of the most powerful things we can have.

Writing is… a complex business.

Writing is… a way to turn mere words into powerful ideas.

Writing is… necessary to describe the human experience.

Writing is… a conversation.

Writing is… the ability to draw pictures in someone else’s mind, and have these pictures be entirely different from the pictures in your own mind.

Writing is… like breathing and blinking and laughing and crying all in one.

Writing is… a way to educate the reader, but it also educates the writer, both on the subject matter and on the craft of writing itself.

Writing is… a way to compare the power of images and words and writing is the most powerful because it really does “go beyond pen and paper.

Writing is… poetry developing a keener appreciation of the depth of inspiration and the sharpness of the edge of her muse.

Writing is… the act of creation.

Writing is… as infinite as the possibilities that it can create.

Writing is… a way of opening your mind to your inner world.

Writing is… good for the mind because it is electrifying and yet has a calming effect at the same time.

Writing is… a power that can make people feel and think.

Writing is… ever an uncountable multitude.

Writing is… a choice of the way you use words to express yourself.

Writing is… pleasurable and unlimiting as to what the content will be that you want to express.

Writing is… a release of energy in the form of words that create abstractions or coherent mysteries.

Writing is… about words, storytelling and life.

Writing is… a way to enlightenment.

Writing is… a way of freeing your mind to discover philosophically the endlessness of time.

A comment made at the end by “ontheplumtree” when I first posted this post that I thought was quite intelligent and quite clever and with this quote I will bring an end to this repost:

…ontheplumtree 2012, 6:13 am at 6:13 am
Writing is…A way to allow soul into life; a mightier weapon than war; a medium through which we are one; through thought, Word and deed, we are works of the universe.

Shine On Award

Shine On Award
Given to “the secret keeper”
By Ganesh Raam
Unsettled Minds
12.28.12

Shine On Award

Shine On Award

Thank you Ganesh for the wonderful surprise award of the “Shine On Award.” And your wonderful words about bloggers on WordPress. We are all a pretty amazing group. I keep getting to know more and more people here. It is a world that expands ones mind and heart and soul. So supportive and friendly and amazingly creative. I will place my “Shine On Award” in a special place on my blog. It is rather like one of my new favorite groups: “Pink Floyd’s” song “Shine On You Crazy Diamond.” I love that song, actually rather addicted to it. Thanks again Ganesh for coming into my world and life here on WordPress and being so generous to me and so many others. jk jennifer-the secret keeper :-)

I am going to borrow some words that Ganesh wrote on the post he wrote to present many different awards to many different bloggers. These are my sentiments also and what he wrote was so perfectly written. “Over the last couple of months, there were a lot of kind-hearted bloggers who have conferred upon me numerous awards and I thank them from the bottom of my heart for considering my blog for these awards.” Thank you Ganesh and everyone who has followed my blog “the secret keeper” and for presenting such creative and inspiring material on all of your blogs for me to enjoy and to be moved by, sometimes tears, sometimes laughter, definite smiles. thoughts to make me go deeper inside of my own mind, heart and soul. It is such a wonderful world here in the blogosphere. May everyone have a very HAPPY NEW YEAR in 2013. Hopefully, we will all find our dreams and wishes listened to and become a reality in the GOOD sense of the word. Love Peace Joy and Bliss I wish to all of you. jk the secret keeper Jennifer Kiley j. kiley…

I Nominate the Following To Enjoy Posting this Award on Their Own Blogs:

On The Plum Tree

MacKenzie’s Dragon’s Nest

Author Emily Guido

Waking Spirals

Bipolar Muse

Uncle Tree’s House

Teacher as Transformer

Song of the Sirens

Juliette

Moments With Millie

Darlene Foster

John Coyote

Soul Reader

Introspective Introvert

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Real Dreams #20

Real Dreams
By Jennifer Kiley
Trans-graphics Created by j. kiley
11.19.12
November Month of the Verse 30 days 30 verses #20

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Did It Ever Happen To You? A Love Story #6

Did It Happen To You?
A Love Story
By Jennifer Kiley
11.05.12
November-Month of the Verse 30 days 30 verses #6

living inside of bubbles with flowers they burst and reality touches your soul

Did it happen to you?
By Jennifer Kiley
11.05.12 #6

did it happen to you?
it was a house warming
thrown for friends
i opened the door
she stood before me
right next to my friend
i knew without knowing
every move i registered
every place and person
she experienced that night
whether she noticed me
beyond our eyes as they met
it was a long gaze
just the right amount
for a memory to recall
the most of someone
after the first moment
being met
she was registered
tucked away for future
determination

it seemed destiny
that brought us together
for her a new city
but drawn to activities
that actively involved me
a gay-lesbian radio show
a women’s center role
a group of lesbians
all places I would go
we ran into the other
on common ground
as though it were planned
secretly or serendipity
it was more than we knew

people kept asking
did i find her attractive
i didn’t want to say
I wasn’t sure I knew
or admitted to myself
to give any evidence
that in future could
be misunderstood
incriminate myself
discriminate myself
i wanted options of denial
i only just ended
a sticky breakup
and quick to start over
in a new relationship

my luck-with a confused
newbie lesbian
who couldn’t commit
to her identity
as cold as it may sound
I loved to kiss her
but didn’t want to teach her
or wait for my life to continue
while she figured out hers
aside from the facts
she wouldn’t take my calls
I felt rejected
I waited
sent presents
not a word
from her direction

just wanted to know
what she felt
and from what she had said
she had a desire for me
or a love attraction
but i had it enough
with straight women
thinking they might be gay
it was a fad
a phase
and it felt like
she wanted to use me
to find out which way she went
I must admit she hurt me
And she did come back
But far too late after all
I thought she did desert me
And now my availability was gone

let’s go back and remember
there was this amazing woman
who definitely knew who she was
she was an artist-a playwright
a wordsmith of the supreme kind
unique in her identity
she could be the one
was she the one
a thought buried
deep inside of me
a secret kept from her
and from the world

there was this problem you see
something huge stood between her and me
this dream woman had an even
bigger complication than who she was to be
she lived with and loved a friend of mine
I couldn’t move forward not this time
though my feelings felt her to be truly divine
those feelings had no right to see or to feel the rhyme
she mustn’t know how I cared for her so
the feelings needed to stay in the darkness
and live there quietly
no one could know
not even me
and no one could see
the secret I had
to hide deep inside of me

but every day I got closer
this divine creature drove me mad
my desire grew in proportion
to each day and night that we couldn’t have
she had mesmerized me
my resistance grew weaker
I needed to share my feelings with her
and to discover if her feelings would concur

now at that time we hadn’t dreamed
my friend had another woman hiding
that she loved and kept to herself
a well-kept secret from us and the whole town
to think of it makes my heart bleed
with an anger of betrayal for denying my need
I felt tortured and denied my being in love
thought I was betraying my friend
with my feelings so wrong
when all the time we denied our love
she played games with her all along

we dumped guilt on our feelings
to make what we shared appear bad
so what could we do but deny our connection
we wouldn’t touch or hold hands
we would hide any glances of love
which caused such deep pain inside
the pressure was horrendous
what we felt we must hide and deny
but our feeling broke through
one night while we danced
the heat from our bodies so close
lit the room up in flames
there was no denying
what burned between us
would always remain
there was no more hiding
we could see on her face
the secret was over
we felt in disgrace

we were like magnets together
when she walked into a room
it took all powers of the goddess
to hold me back from her side
we spent a short moment together in time
there was poetry written and shared
blizzards to walk through
just to deliver my poem of rhyme
passionate displays in letters
handed off secretly
it happened at a party
I had no invite
but I crashed anyway
i was out of favor
a threat to the couple celebrating
the woman i was falling for
and a woman called friend
what i know now i would tear
that treaty to pieces
bring end to the charade
claim the deception
and walk out together
hand in hand

she deceived us
made us both look like fools
home wreckers were her tools
and yet i held back from any action
i didn’t try to kiss her
or hold her hand in mine
we sat a distance apart
our bodies did not touch when we spoke
even though agony crushed our bones
our souls held our strong feelings firm
our desires and longings
i wanted her
to feel her near
to fall asleep in her lap
as she read me some tales
of dreams coming true
i wanted that for us
free from guilt
feeling we somehow
were betrayers of honour
which i would never do

why is it so hard for people
to be direct and honest
don’ t break some ones heart
when you know it’s a lie
we were feeling true love
which we were forced to deny
we were meant to meet
and be together
she stole that from us
the newness of love
that feeling for us was stolen
taken from us
when all the time
she had someone else
her love life to share

she deceived us
she turned our friends against us
they thought i was a thief
a thief of the heart
when really she left her
long before she was through
she brought my love to town
a generosity it’s true
finding someone for the two of us
i’d like to believe this the best
that once a friend could really do

but then she wouldn’t have thrown
her out so coldly-so callously
in the middle of the night
i was very joyed that she was free
but felt her pain in that slight
she knew she could turn to me
she could come live with me
I could hold her in my arms
And comfort her through the night

she hurt us all
withholding the truth
she could have spared
so many so much pain

our love was united
but where we lived then
didn’t feel like home again
felt ashamed of our friends
it had all been spoiled
by lies and changes
we just couldn’t go back
so we decided to move away
to a new place-a new state
and build a new life together
and be happy ever after

this was not an ending
just the beginning
a new story begins right here
in another location
which is where we’ll live on
ever more
ever more

© Jennifer Kiley 2012

Beatles-In My Life

The Paragraph Challenge

The Paragraph Challenge for Monday Nov. 5rd 2012
By Jennifer Kiley
Nov. 5th, 2012

on the plum tree
Creativity. Innovation.
Imagination. PLUM TREE BOOKS

RULES: The PARAGRAPH CHALLENGE

1. Choose a writer/fellow blogger you wish to feature.

2. Ask them to select a paragraph from their work with the word “longing” or “longed” (or a variation thereof) in it, and send it to you.

3. Then nominate 4 others bloggers.

4. Add their names and blog links to the bottom of your blog.

5. Post your featured writer’s paragraph, first, followed by your own piece of prose.

6. Then we can visit and love and tweet (fun rule anything goes.)

7. Visit and make contact with new bloggers. It should be people who are about to release or who have released a novel or play or book of some description.

8. Each person mention Plum Tree Books at the top of their page… http://www.ontheplumtree.wordpress.com

9. The person whom you feature should reblog! Then that traffic comes to you. Then all will achieve the purpose of making our links.

10. Once you publish your post be sure to send out the INVITATION to the Four Bloggers you chose to Participate.

This is the INVITATION:

INVITE: The PARAGRAPH CHALLENGE

You Have Been Invited To Participate In THE PARAGRAPH CHALLENGE

To accept the Invitation Please go to the following Bloggers Link:

http://thesecrekeeper.net/2012/11/05/the-paragraph-challenge/

CONGRATULATIONS

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passage from Orange Petal in a Storm by Niamh Clune http://ontheplumtree.wordpress.com/

Niamh is the author of the Skyla McFee series: Orange Petals in a Storm, and Exaltation of a Rose. Also author of The Coming of the Feminine Christ. Recently, Niamh produced an anthology of happy and sad stories from childhood: Every Child is Entitled to Innocence. The proceeds of this book go to Child Helpline International. Dr. Niamh Clune worked in Africa for Oxfam and UNICEF in her career as a psychotherapist. She is the founder of Plum Tree Books, an award-winning social entrepreneur, an environmental campaigner and a singer/songwriter. Recently, she put together the Anthology Song of Sahel by gathering artistic work from writers, poets, artists and photographers. She, also, worked on creating and producing two songs for Song of Sahel, “Island of Hope” and “Give Me Life.”

Once again, she closed her eyes and stepped onto the spiral staircase. Ahead, a yellow glow filtered beneath the heavy door and cast a welcoming gleam along the landing. The door opened and Skyla entered the special place she now called ‘heart room.’ A fire glowed in the hearth. Skyla’s chair stood beside it. She sat in it. Its wings folded around her enveloping her in safety. On the table, the lamp cast a gentle light. Skyla stared into the fire and thought about all the lovely things she had come lately to know. She had seen them by virtue of this light in which, she now sought refuge. When surrounded by darkness and hatred, she vowed to see the world only through the light within her.

The fire sparked, igniting tiny flames that licked, danced, and cast more light about the room. She stared into them. They shape-shifted into the image of the house she had lived in with her mother. She walked towards it. She saw the lights glowing in the windows. She saw the garden and the rose bushes. She longed to be there again. An idea leaped from the flame image. She would escape the cold cellar and go there this night!

She snapped back to her dark reality. The coal hatch was there somewhere. She would feel her way around the wall until she found it. Using her senses as antennae, she outstretched her arms and groped in the dark. Something brushed her face. She struggled to push the memory of the black, thinking shadow from her mind. She would keep that memory locked away in the light blue box. She repeated to herself, I cannot give in to fear, I cannot give in to fear. The words sounded like an incantation. She remembered the woman in the forest.

Should the blackness try to take her, she would not see it, she would see only the light…

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The Seduction of Innocence by Jennifer Kiley http://thesecretkeeper.net/

Drew entered Alex’s study without knocking and closed the door a bit harder than necessary, which disturbed the silence of Alex’s meditative silence. As she crossed the room, she looked at the quiet blondness of Alex’s hair and desired to bury her face in it, to seek safety. Once she stood behind Alex, she enfolded her arms around Alex’s chest. It was only a brief moment before she felt Alex struggle to free them from the awkwardness of the embrace, but before Drew would let go, she kissed Alex on the side of the neck ever so briefly.

“What’s the matter?” Drew stood back as Alex turned her wheelchair around to face her. “Do I smell like turpentine?”

“No,” Alex said, “You just startled me, that’s all.”

“Uh-huh, anything you say,” Drew walked over to the bar which was just inside the door and with her back to Alex asked, “Can I get you something to drink before you tell me what’s been burning at your soul. I know I could sure use a joint. I always get just a bit nervous when you have to talk to me so suddenly and so immediately. You’re always doing that to me even though you know it makes me extremely anxious. Why is that?”

“I’m sorry, Drew,” Alex said. “At the time what I have to say seems very important to me and I need to share it with you right away and this time is no different, except this time what I have to tell you will make up for all the previous urgencies. And yes, I would enjoy a drink so that we can make a toast, but let’s go downstairs to the den first.” Alex looked up at Drew’s intense features. She felt Drew’s deep blue eyes pierce straight through her. It would be a pleasure if she would allow herself to touch Drew’s face or stroke the soft darkness of Drew’s short hair. When Drew towered over her Alex felt weaker inside than she already felt from not be able to move the lower part of her body. She longed about touching every inch and curve of Drew’s flesh but could not allow her fantasy to be real.

“Your order is my command,” Drew broke the eye contact as she walked behind Alex, took hold of the handles on the back of the wheelchair and pushed it and them out of the study to the elevator down the hall.

The elegance of this gilded cage and its existence gave Alex freedom and power and Drew a sense of the splendor in which she found herself alive. It had been almost eight years since they moved to Vermont to live in this house. Outside of her artist studio, where Drew spent the best part of her waking hours, and the writer’s study on the top corner of the mansion, where Alex spent her existence, they lived on an estate of one hundred and twenty acres of woods, fields and a stream fed pond. Their house was thirty rooms and sat on the pinnacle of a very large and private mountain. They had windmills for energy, solar panels for heat, a greenhouse for fresh vegetables, fruit and several enormous aquariums where they raised fish and shrimp…
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1. Cristian Mihai – Christian Mihai – http://cristianmihai.net/

2. Emily Guido – The Light-Bearer Series – http://emilyguido.com/

3. Joseph Burgo – After Psychotherapy – http://www.afterpsychotherapy.com/

4. Darlene Foster – Darlene Foster – http://darlenefoster.wordpress.com/

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