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June 13, 2009 by vivaldis on JoeUser Forums
NAFTA - Comparing Economies of USA, Canada, and Mexico   So close, and yet so far. Tied together as much by geographic proximity as by NAFTA, Canada, Mexico, and the US are dependent on each other for much of their economic well being. Understanding the differences and similarities between these co-dependent economies can provide you with a compelling picture of how various factors play into a country’s economic status. To paraphrase Alice in Wonderland, you might be wondering w...
It's amazing how influential our perception of certain words is in determining fact from fiction. Just off the top of my head I can think of heaps of words that immediately add a little something to what I perceive a person is saying: clearly - I can't even back this up It's beyond me - I am resorting to hyperbolae because I don't care enough to think trust me - I am the last person to trust family values - my family is bigger than my IQ/I'm a convicted pedophile/I'm cheating on my p...
April 8, 2009 by Tova7 on Life_In_The_Blurbs
Finished the Round Robin Story, which I titled Red Star in my head. Don't worry, no one expects you to read it.  (Though ruthless emails explaining when you lost interest and why, things like what is not working are/were appreciated.) It took 4 months of fitful, sometimes obsessive writing, in-between this little thing called life, to get the story of my imagination onto 316 pages in Word, which translates to roughly 100,000 words.  And its not so much a story as an obese ...
March 21, 2009 by RoyLevosh on Write Something
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March 13, 2009 by dynamaso on The Detritus Of My Mind
I am not a circus I don’t possess three rings Although sometimes Sawdust clouds my thoughts I am not a multiplex With mega-surround sound All one would hear Would be tinnitus feedback I am not street I don’t mime, balance or juggle Although occasionally It would appear as though I try What I am is music Acoustic and low As heard in a quiet bar After a filling meal What I am is a small stage Ambient lighting and atmosphere A stool and a microphone A gentle h...
March 13, 2009 by dynamaso on The Detritus Of My Mind
When I woke up this morning, I couldn't find my happy trousers so I had to put on my grumpy pants instead. I didn't want to put them on, They're scratchy and itchy And make me cranky. When I got to my desk, The first that happened is I was attacked, Mercilessly and ruthlessly, by work. It didn't let up until I finished it off With a couple of phones calls, And judicious use of a red pen. However, my pants were still grumpy as was my grumbling stomach. My morning coffee wouldn't...
March 10, 2009 by dynamaso on The Detritus Of My Mind
I’m not aiming for dazzling brilliance; I think is better to be relevant for a long time rather than idolised for an instant. I have far too much to give to simply burn bright then fade from existence, only to be replaced by the next shining beacon of cool. What I have learnt over the years took a long time to acquire, so it stands to reason if I want to impart some of this, it will take time as well. But don’t let me stop you from checking out the bright lights....
  As if Eos’ mantle draped the eastern sea, Artemis touched red on Plymouth Bay By raining bloody arrow tips of sorrow On this too salted rock — freedom’s shrine That blunted man’s courageous folly Lashed by tidal current s bent on common rank, And moored freedom’s fragile ship of dreams.   Copyright © 2008 Richard R. Kennedy All rights reserved. Revised: Nov 26,  2008. http://stevendedalus.joeuser.com http://www....
October 31, 2008 by erathoniel on Erathoniel's Blog
Have you heard of the National Novel Writing Month? Wanna know what it is? What: A competition to write a 50,000 word story in a month A good reason to write An international event A way to connect with fellow writers When:      NaNoWriMo goes from November 1st to November 30th. Why?: Improve literacy Give a writing motivation/opportunity Have fun Be a nerd/intellectual Are you signed up?
October 29, 2008 by essayist on essay
    Essay Writing is a burden that every student faces. Like it or not, is a prerequisite for every student to improve academic writing and comprehension skills. Therefore, the battle with the composition a little easier to take into account, here are the five basic guidelines to write a great essay: Choose an interesting topic. This is the first crucial hurdle to overcome in the essay writing. Some writers recklessly breeze through this part, without the proper understan...
I'm having a bit of writer's block...well, not so much that as a lack of focus.  I want to write...but nothing seems to come to mind right now.  Admittedly I have been scatterbrained with all this stupid school work...but that seems to be calming down just a tad.   Well, I do have to write a paper for Thursday...but hey, that's pretty much a break for me. I was thinking of doing some more animal features soon...but I need to find a nice chunk of time to dedicate to it......
    I was too young for the funeral, but I do remember being in my mom’s arms as she wept for him at the wake in our home. Although I did not experience the same impact his death had on my mom and my older siblings — who had but five years before experienced the death of a baby brother who preceded me— I did have nightmares of the wake; apparently even at the young age of four I was skeptical when told, "Daddy was sleeping." I remember Mom consoling me when I w...
    Helplessly, delicately, tearfully she toppled from the beam. How penetrating ABCs "Agony of Defeat"! Not in the courage of the loss, but in the ordeal of he who suffers witness from distant bleachers — at a loss to commiserate in the privacy of locked arms. Copyright © 2008 Richard R. Kennedy All rights reserved. Revised: Aug 19,  2008. http://stevendedalus.joeuser.com http://www.lulu.com/rrkfinn
August 19, 2008 by dynamaso on The Detritus Of My Mind
Thanks to Tova7 for her keen editing assistance.  Please leave me a comment to let me know what you think of this.     “ I just can’t take it anymore,” he said, sitting across from me, nervously tapping an unlit cigarette on the side of his empty coffee mug like a mini drum stick .  I wanted to ask what tune he was playing but refrained. I knew it wouldn’t be cheerful.   “ It feels like I’m wading in quicksand fro...
    C aptain Noil and the lord major entered the most popular alehouse at Modos, a city of cutthroats and international scoundrels engaged in underground trade. In fact, the king had scheduled a stop off and planned to deliver a speech promising to rid the town of corruption. The morning of the fateful day, however, he told Noil that he would by-pass the loathsome town to spare the princess’ sensitivity. Noil intuited that the king was being only partly honest: ...