Wordle #474

Inspired by The Sunday Whirl

*On a Side Note – Is it just me or does this Wordle seem to be inviting us in a certain direction? 😉

Two Mindsets    

Oh, that was a cute turtle until that ruthless hawk made him lunch. Well, that’s the democratic way – Kill or be killed! The weaker player in the game of life who deserved to be dead.

Au contraire! This is the Republican’s idea of justice. It’s disgusting. But, you watch, all the sick sycophants of the GOP will eventually end. It won’t be a sad day when they and tRump are over. There will be no sorrow, only joy because we will have ruined them and their evil ways! We will rule over them then!

Well, aren’t you a hypocrite?

Invaluable

The word invaluable, defined as something extremely useful or indispensable, means powerful and positive. I despise this word. The problem for me that many of the words I’ve learned over the years, which begin with ‘in,’ describe something opposite the definition of the word that follows said ‘in.’ So, my mind has to shift from it being something negative to it being positive. Why is the English language so damn wishy-washy about its rules?

Here is a list of just a few of the words we’ve all grown up to understand as the opposite just because the ‘in’ is in front of it:

incompatible
incomplete
incomprehensible
inconsequential
inexpensive
incommunicative
infallibility
ineffective
ineligible
incomparable
incapable
inappropriate
ineffectual
inconsistent

Add to that, pet peeve #2, people using the word when I’m already conflicted about having to rethink it when I read it! How come they aren’t just as upset as I am?!? And why can’t anyone give me a reasonable explanation as to why the word should even exist?

Then recently, I’m reading a book called 180 more, a book filled with poetry curated by Billy Collins. I adore his work! But right there in the introduction, HE used the word. I was stunned! I had to stop reading for a bit and compose myself. And possibly rethink my relationship with him.

While I realize that words have meanings, and it is in the dictionary, I cannot wrap my mind around the inconsistency (< again LOOK!) of the use of ‘in’ at the front of words which clearly mean to indicate the opposite or worse action of the word.

Anybody else have this quandary?

#Billy Collins – I sure hope you see this. I would love your input. 🙂

The Importance Of Thoughts

I’m embarrassed to say this; I don’t know who prompted these thoughts as I’ve somehow managed to lose the link where I read their opinion piece. I usually try to be very good about giving a hat-tip to those who have inspired me but not this time. Perhaps, I initially saw the post on WordPress or maybe Facebook, but I can’t remember now. So, if it was one of my readers, please comment below so I can thank you properly for this inspiration, and link them back to your post!

Reviews are honest feedback from the reader’s experience, which allows the writer to benefit from praise and constructive criticism. It also gives those seeking a new book to read to decide whether they would enjoy the book. I can’t tell you enough how important this is for the writer’s psyche but also sales! People who are earnestly reading the reviews want to make sure they aren’t wasting their money and know what they are getting themselves into with their purchase.

The piece I read prompted me to remind everyone about these critical aspects of purchasing a book. The obvious positive is you are creating revenue for the writer, but you are also doing the author (usually your friend too) the kindness of reading their valuable thoughts. It’s a win-win.

But by reading their work and leaving them a review, it’s a win-win-win situation!

Which brings me to my situation; there are two books which I self-published on Amazon – Feeling Human and Every Day I PauseWith heartfelt thanks, many people have purchased the book from me directly or online. But they need some love and attention. So many of those who bought a book never left a review. Maybe it’s because they haven’t read it yet. I can understand as I have a mountain of books to get through myself. It usually takes me a few months to even read it before I can leave a review. But then there are those for whatever reason, bought it, read it, and then didn’t write one. I wonder, are they just too shy to come forward and don’t feel comfortable reporting their opinion publicly? Or maybe they didn’t like it as well as they thought they would and don’t want to hurt my feelings? I don’t know, and perhaps, will never know. But I definitely would like to know what they thought.

So, what I hope to convey to the people who read my blog, please ALWAYS leave a review if you’ve bought someone’s book. They will be very thankful for it. And if you need to convey some issues with it, be diplomatic but be honest. If it’s harsh but something the person still needs to hear, you can, after all, even talk to them directly. Please and thank you.

Ok, now to the shameless plug to sell my books! 🙂

I’m running a special on them if you buy from me directly. You’ll receive them gratefully signed by me in my unique handwriting! AKA as Dr.’s handwriting. LOL

Feeling Human $12 and Every Day I Pause $15 each or BOTH for $25!!
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If this interests you, please send the appropriate amount to my PayPal account – sushibocks@gmail.com

Thank you!

Ps. And if you make a purchase, PLEASE LEAVE A REVIEW! 😉

Wordle #473

Like a scene right out of On Golden Pond, her face displayed joy, hearing the loon in the distance! She tried to flex her ear in the magical sound’s direction, her forehead developing a tense crease line as she strained to hear. The calls began to fade.

‘Le sigh,’ she uttered, gazing at the gardens in full bloom. She was glad to be present here. Thankfully, the job didn’t put a wrinkle in her plans.

With the moon her companion, seeing it reflect on the pond, she pondered how to overcome her sorrow. Time hadn’t given her near enough relief.

Wordle #472

You see, he has a unique ability to crinkle and turn my words into something which resembles a failure on my part. He only considers himself a delight with his sarcastic jokes until I call out his crappy shit. Then to complete the scenario, his jaw becomes clenched as he proceeds to scoff at what I say about him. Watch him as he begins to fold his arms like a big baby, try to flex and contort himself into being something better than he’s showing the world. Then shuts down like I’m the crazy one.

I see the real you.

Reblog – Memoirs of Susi Bocks by Barbara Leonhard

I’m grateful to Barbara for her platform to discuss the important topic of generational trauma, one I feel has impacted not only mine but so many other lives. Life is hard enough, but when those we lean on during our vulnerable years for support do the exact opposite, it sets us up for so much more negativity. Thankfully, we can escape our past and live a good life. I hope being open about it can help others. Thanks again for sharing, Barbara!

Extraordinary Sunshine Weaver

I have a new poetry podcast on the Memoirs, of Susi Bocks. You can find it here – https://meelosmom.podbean.com/e/memoirs-of-susi-bocks/

This episode features the memoirs of Susi Bocks, who courageously shares her painful upbringing by a dysfunctional and abusive mother. Grief and anger hide in wait for illumination when Susi’s heart opens to reveal her self-worth, which was so beaten down over the years. Susi shows us that we can come to terms with our past and overcome parental abuse, which often results from transgenerational trauma.

Susi Bocks, writer/author/poet, has self-published two books: Feeling Human and Every Day I Pause. You can find her work atIWriteHer.comor follow her onFacebook athttps://www.facebook.com/MyHumanityInWrittenForm/, where she invites you to read her thoughts and get to know her. Bocks’ work has been published in the anthologySMITTEN: This Is What Love Looks Like: Poetry by Women for Womenand inVitaBrevis

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Wordle #471

What was that scent? The elite’s entire vanguard made scrunched up strange faces too. 

There was a large serving platter of cornbread in the middle of the buffet! Glancing over at the chef, I watched his amused reaction.

“How could you, Pierre?” My accent thick, and my anger palpable. 

Smiling, he said calmly, “I’m on a personal journey, a power trip, I suppose.”  

I took a deep breath. “For the love of money, I swear I will send you to the moon! How dare you impact my chances with this crowd?”

I turned, a captive audience had gathered behind me.