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859 (including private) entries: 189 entries with the word “love” 0 entries with the word “hate” Rando search on a whim, 4.12.25 Two blogs: 1313 entries, 278 entries with ‘love’, 0 ‘hate’. This was not by design, but dislike for a word I prefer not utter. I’ve had more than enough. Frankly, should be twice as as much love. What’s holding me back? Search engine failed…we have hate…even haterade…let this be a lesson in trusting your sources and spreading falsities. ————————————————————————- Obshchak Some torn to the ground ▼ Read here some old blog entries...  2018 Highlights ▼Brian K Compton   -- ![Merit Badge in Second Time Around Contest
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| Part 1: "Note: Western Wednesday
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Golly..." Answer: Corrupt tumble weed town met by a traveling agnostic preacher asking what’s the frequency? The Dan Rather attack in 1986 is a riddled mystery that lead to a pertinent R.E.M. song that can become a setting for a Western. ‘We don’t cotton to your sorts in these parts’ is basic. Western themes can deeply explore morality, amid corruption, with travelers as mysterious as aliens from outer space (yet knowable on a personal level), and settlers just trying to live the dream on 40 acres (struggling without that common sense rifleman and his son around). Natives have a right to be angry. Trail of tears is a travesty. Casinos and destruction of an indigenous people and their culture in trade for pearls and gamblers’ paradise would make me seethe, too. My character will fly in a hot air balloon from town to town, a jovial sort who likes a good root beer or sarsaparilla. He’ll tell you what you want to hear, whether you’re manipulative or oblivious. No one size fits all. I have some cumulus to check out. Children: keep your feet on the ground and keep reaching for those stars - B. Casey Furball. Better now. *Continues to lick fur*   T̵̢̝̗̰̪̠̹͗̾̾h̵̥͉̲̠̍̽͛̌͂̆̚ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆ Ab̴̦̄̈͐̾̑̚͝s̸͉̻̃͘ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆n̴̝͚͎͔̘̰̅ͅcě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆ o̷͍̥̣̺͋f̶̭̱̘͇͊͋̾̋̄͆ Wa̴͙͓̓̕vě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆l̵̩̘̯̪͋͒͒̉͒̄ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆n̴̝͚͎͔̘̅ͅg̸̫͙̻̭͐͝ț̴̵̢̝̗̰̪̠̹̈́͌͆̑͋͂̅͗̾̾h̵̥͉̲̠̍̽͛̌͂̆̚ I’m making everything private or public here now??  Irony gets the iron, with starch. Careful not to wrinkle. |
http://www.theblogazine.com/2013/02/gianni-berengo-gardin-at-casa-dei-tre-oci-in... Her nails lacked the color of polish. He let the strapped camera lay, then swing at his side, leaning in. Gentle, smooth skin, pampered, she couldn’t have been 30 or known menial work. Her nail beds were 10 pale moons. Fresh and as smooth as any prized catch from the waters below, the regal hands almost glowed. Gianni reached for lighter and pack, puzzling, before the cigarillo was lip-clamped and mindlessly lit. This was not the ordinary example of a mafia message. The diminutive photographer knew of their self-centeredness, sense of grandiosity, of henchmen like his Capotelli and Bartolini cousins. Incapable of feeling remorse, they muscled in on his father’s fledgling business, before not a lira to his name. He just disappeared, leaving Mama and his four older siblings that could ‘take care of themselves’, she said. Gianni seethed at their lack of empathy or compassion towards Papa, when his mother pleaded they help. But now, for a mob hit to provide a cleanly severed pair of hands on the waterside rail, police were more than riddled. Foremost, learn if any woman in the Venice area was reported missing — no easy task. Finally capturing images for his giornale, the Il Gazzettino, Gianni knew Corriere della Sera editors would make national news with his fotographia. Another pay day for an award winning fotogiornalista. The emotional coldness and parasitic behavior of the mob broiled under his skin again. ‘Too far’, he thought, more than violating law and undermining Venice society. Long overdue was a visit to the mobsters he knew. He’d just need to collect the freelance il grano first. And, he would need a body guard.   T̵̢̝̗̰̪̠̹͗̾̾h̵̥͉̲̠̍̽͛̌͂̆̚ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆ Ab̴̦̄̈͐̾̑̚͝s̸͉̻̃͘ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆n̴̝͚͎͔̘̰̅ͅcě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆ o̷͍̥̣̺͋f̶̭̱̘͇͊͋̾̋̄͆ Wa̴͙͓̓̕vě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆l̵̩̘̯̪͋͒͒̉͒̄ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆n̴̝͚͎͔̘̅ͅg̸̫͙̻̭͐͝ț̴̵̢̝̗̰̪̠̹̈́͌͆̑͋͂̅͗̾̾h̵̥͉̲̠̍̽͛̌͂̆̚ Brian K. Compton is a former media journalist, photographer, news editor and manager, and freelance writer for multiple news outlets, with two national pieces and one state headline story, along with three Michigan news reporting awards to his credit.  Who writes this BS?  . Oh, that would be me. *sober* *nope*  I see my value now. Community S1E1 reference. Unrealized.  18 years writing = 0 novels produced (yet more than enough words to match the length of 10? 20??  |
| Amazon Kindle publishing for online and print on demand. Easy upload. Can have a print copy sent before approving release. All kinds of self-promotional tools. I’d have 20 books by now. ADHD, OCD, low vision, other stuff. It’s been the process that’s served me. Possible children’s book now? for my niece’s daughter in Sweden who discovered a love for English and is teaching her preschool sibling. So, I proposed writing some books (to wife) to help cultivate that interest with some stories of their mom when she lived with us over a decade ago. Need a purpose to write something that actually feeds my soul. I wrote and shared a short story for contest last year that might catapult. Self-publication wouldn’t seem ‘vanity’. It’s not a waste of time in this way, such as a personal biography to share with family to preserve heritage. My kids know squat about my parents and other family members unmet. MIL just did this to produce a hardcover tome to give to all. She got a format to follow from some publishing company. I could do a book of poetry. Just don’t care anymore. T̵̢̝̗̰̪̠̹͗̾̾h̵̥͉̲̠̍̽͛̌͂̆̚ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆ Ab̴̦̄̈͐̾̑̚͝s̸͉̻̃͘ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆n̴̝͚͎͔̘̰̅ͅcě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆ o̷͍̥̣̺͋f̶̭̱̘͇͊͋̾̋̄͆ Wa̴͙͓̓̕vě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆l̵̩̘̯̪͋͒͒̉͒̄ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆n̴̝͚͎͔̘̅ͅg̸̫͙̻̭͐͝ț̴̵̢̝̗̰̪̠̹̈́͌͆̑͋͂̅͗̾̾h̵̥͉̲̠̍̽͛̌͂̆̚ 4.5.25 |
| TGIF Tiny Tim tiptoed through the tulips. Gary the goat gobbled green grapes in the garden Iggy the iguana imitated an inchworm, inching its way across the ivy.” Fluttering fireflies form a fascinating, flickering fleet. Thank Google I Found Alliteration for this acrostic from an internet web search. If any recall, once small How alliteration in poem Tickled our hearts There are more below: https://www.examples.com/english/alliteration-with-a.html Time to ideate, investigate and collab to create this from begin to end, including Writing ML, post link properly in forum, enter in blog was a use of an hour. I should never explain… R.3.25 T̵̢̝̗̰̪̠̹͗̾̾h̵̥͉̲̠̍̽͛̌͂̆̚ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆ Ab̴̦̄̈͐̾̑̚͝s̸͉̻̃͘ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆n̴̝͚͎͔̘̰̅ͅcě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆ o̷͍̥̣̺͋f̶̭̱̘͇͊͋̾̋̄͆ Wa̴͙͓̓̕vě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆l̵̩̘̯̪͋͒͒̉͒̄ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆n̴̝͚͎͔̘̅ͅg̸̫͙̻̭͐͝ț̴̵̢̝̗̰̪̠̹̈́͌͆̑͋͂̅͗̾̾h̵̥͉̲̠̍̽͛̌͂̆̚ |
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