100 Words on Yearning
I’ll bite my tongue on the shenanigans of the current administration, or how we citizens helped it to happen. But I can’t resist one teensy weensy link to an op-ed piece by one of my favorites, Barbara Ehrenreich. Though it touches on current events, it’s just an interesting piece on positive vs. negative vs. realistic thinking. I also won’t mention how endless yearning may very well be at the root of current events. Hehe. I just mentioned it.
I know, I know, you came here to read so you can write. “Get on with it VV!”
My pick of the week is LCeel’s piece on yearning, because it broke my heart a little in that good way, what Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche called “The Genuine Heart of Sadness”. Thank you LCeel.
The little shopping cart holds all there is of him in the world; all that will be left behind when he is gone. He has his places, his secret places he goes … to find warmth, when needed … to find food, when hungry … to find shelter when the world threatens him. But mostly he goes to the park. And he sits on a bench where he can see the children play. And he remembers. A time when he mattered. A lost and former life. And old blue eyes get teary. And it’s hard to breathe through the yearning in his chest.
- Sweet, utterly sweet yearning words at gsp-shadow.
- A reminder from Patsy that every bit, every person, counts.
- Oh we writers, don’t we know this aching yearning that Night Blogger speaks of?
- Another two-for-one, watch JM Twist and Yearn.
- Angelgal is itching to be a challenger. In the meantime, the story continues…
- And now we know the secret of why the sleep deprived ninja is sleepless.
- Happy Hippy yearns for those three words.
- Susan on the yearning of artists.
- Delicious yearning from another Angel.
Another week, another word. This evening I had McShirty pull a book off the shelf and choose me a word. His first point landed on American, but with all my political rantings this week I thought you all might think I staged the whole thing. So I had him do it again. Second choice from The Age of Shakespeare:
Moral
from the sentence, “who at the close recognized that ‘this thing of darkness’ is, even in n intimate sense, ‘his’ - the connection between ‘nature’ and the civil, moral state is expressly considered”.
With love,
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This is my first time posting, and I know that I am quite early, but didn’t really have much else to do in the wee-wee hours of the morning when sleep eludes me.
my humble effort can be viewed at:
http://losingmyself2.blogspot.com
http://viu.tumblr.com/post/51666649/100-words-on-moral
Ah, sweet mistress of the Challenge, I see that the early birds are attempting to grab the worm, leaving to beg the question as to whether or not it be moral.
Meanwhile, I’m working on it.
I think you’ll disagree with the sentiment, but here’s my effort on “Moral.” Thanks for doing this; it’s fun!
http://www.irodius.com/2008/09/why-i-dont-talk-about-bailout.html
To think, I was pretty much there before you! Not that I knew the word, or that I’ve even checked here in the last 24-48 hours (being wrapped up in my own little world as I am), but I can see right now just how this can be used to bring out the character I was thinking about bringing out since the last “chapter”. We’re going to be returning to present time in the next one, that I know! (Or at least I think we might. Let me go poke at it! :-D)
Frank went a bit philosophical on me for this one.
http://www.fictionscribe.com/100-words-moral/
http://mamabearwrites.blogspot.com/2008/09/haiku-100-moral.html
my morality post, guess I forgot to share my Yearning one, silly me.
http://sleepdepninja.blogspot.com/2008/09/100-word-challenge-moral.html
http://whileyoureup.blogspot.com/2008/09/100-word-challenge-moral.html Ready
*sliiiiiides in under the deadline* *maybe* *grin*
here’s the link: http://snippets.gonfalon.org/?p=18
And if the C&P is still being a pain, here’s the entry too:
“It ain’t RIGHT. It jus’ ain’t an you know it Joseph Daniel Scranton!” I stomped my foot and glared at him, but he ain’t seem to care. He never did. He’d just grin that lil grin of his an’ expect me to jus’ do whatever it was he wanted. An’ right now? He wanted me t’realize somethin’, somethin’ I weren’t ready to realize jus’ yet.
He finally jus’ pulled me close, an’ held on tight. “Ain’t no place in this for what’s moral or right. Jus’ for hangin’ tough. So hang with me, like always.”
Like I had a choice.
ahh. probably I just missed the deadline but…the link didn’t work. I had no idea! oh well. I attempt, I fail, etcetera life goes on…
http://thenightblog.wordpress.com/2008/09/30/morals-100-words/
It’s all good, post will be up tomorrow!