Lunchtime Livestream Performance #MusicalMonday


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Here’s a special treat for all of you. If you missed my gig a few weeks ago at our local senior center, The Hub on Smith, simply click the Play button below. The video lasts about half an hour, and in it, I play the piano and sing, while many audience members enjoy macaroni and cheese with ham and other delights. Please feel free to share.

Also, on August 4th, I will again be performing at The Hub, this time with my group, Just Harmony. We’re a bunch of women who sing mostly barbershop but also other styles of choral music. Now that things are opening up around here, we’re getting more engagements. As soon as I find a link to that event on Facebook, I’ll post it here. So, please stay tuned.

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And now, I’m pleased to announce that throughout the month of July, My Ideal…

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My Guest Today is Author Stephanie Churchill


Pictures From The Kitchen Window

(first published in Two Sides to Every Story 2019)

A few facts

Stephanie Churchill grew up in Lincoln, Nebraska, and earned a degree in political science and history at a private college in the wilds of Iowa’s cornfields. After graduating, she worked at a small boutique law firm in Washington, D.C. in the fields of international trade and antitrust law. Marriage took the family to Minneapolis, Minnesota, where she worked in another law firm until her daughter was born. From reading Stephanie’s blog on Facebook, it is quite evident that her daughter is already a brilliant pianist. In which case, maybe a future with lots of travelling is waiting for Stephanie and her daughter.

About writing

I never imagined being a writer. It was something that came so naturally to me that I took it for granted. It was the advent of social media and the ability to interact with…

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Quick Writing and Editing Tips – Past and Passed #Writing #Editing


How we use English today…differs quite a bit for some of us. This is a good post to remind us how words work in different ways.

Alison Williams Writing

Passed is the past tense of the verb ‘to pass’. It’s used to describe things that have already happened. It’s also the past participle of ‘to pass’ so it’s used for the passive voice (the law was passed) and perfect tenses (thirty years have passed by so quickly).

Passed is only ever a verb form.

Past, however, has lots of different functions – it is an adjective, a noun and a preposition.

As a noun:

  • The time before the present moment (we didn’t use that method in the past)
  • The history of a place or person (he never talks about his past)

As an adjective:

  • Gone by in time or no longer existing (his best years are past)
  • Happening before and leading up to the time of speaking or writing (he’s really grown in the past year)

As a preposition:

  • From one side of something to the other (he ran…

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Adventures in Audio Describing


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August 6 I’ll train a few people to give audio tours to blind folks so they’ll be ready when a Smithsonian exhibit on bias comes to town in February. Most of the “training” will be practicing on exhibits at the Chippewa Valley Museum.

I looked around on the Internet for a quick and dirty handout but couldn’t find anything.

Here’s what I wrote:

Audio Description

Individual audio description of a museum exhibit for a blind person can be a wonderful learning experience both for the describer and the listener. If you have the luxury of working with just one customer, you can ask them at the beginning if they like to stand near the case so they can see the exhibit, or if it doesn’t matter because they’re totally blind. Asking “How much can you see”? to a total stranger may be intrusive. Also ask how long they have to…

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The Christmas Doll


This afternoon, as we continue here in Patty’s Worlds with WordPress Wednesday, Friend and fellow blogger Christy Wilson McMakin​ has a story of healing to share with you.
Before I leave you to read this moving piece, I’d just like to say I know what courage it takes to write with such openness and honesty as this author has done. So I really do hope you’ll take the time to read this post in full, so that when you like, comment on or share it you’ll know just exactly what you’re acknowledging.
Thanks in advance for doing so.

Christymcmakin's Blog

It was a rare occasion to find myself at home on a Friday evening. Usually I was either already on the road to Western North Carolina or gearing up to get on my way for an adventure-filled weekend. However, work schedule changes for my significant other created a shift in my normal plans, so here I was, sitting at home in a quiet house with time on my hands. I decided I would take advantage of my time and tackle some cleaning and household projects that had been on the back burner. I moved furniture, swept down dust bunnies, moved some pictures around on my wall and cleaned out a cabinet. Next thing I knew, I found myself up in my attic going through boxes and totes, not really looking for anything in particular, just sorting, organizing and purging items that no longer added any rhyme to my reason. I…

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My guest today is Seumas Gallacher


Pictures From The Kitchen Window

(First published in Two Sides to Every Story Blogspot December 2019)

Today my guest is Seumas Gallagher who I met up with first in St Pancras Station, almost under the statue of John Betjamin, which, if you have read any of Seumas’ poetry, is appropriate.

A Journey to myself – writing my autobiography
   For authors, the old maxim is often quoted, ‘Write about what you know.’    I’ve been at this writing game properly for over a decade now, with a back list of five crime thrillers, a book of my poetry, a self-help marketing and promotional guide for authors, and almost 2,000 blog posts. Add to that a catalogue of half-a-dozen ghostwriting assignments for other people’s ‘autobiographies’, and it’s of little wonder that the thought occurred to put my own life story and experiences to print. ‘Write about what you know.’   What happened next was a sometime…

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Crows Know the Hour of Prayer


Jewniquely Myself

 

crows know the hour of prayer

I hear them gather each morning

just above my open window

I wrap myself in fringes

they stand ready in burnished black

and together we open our throats

I seek the heights of Spirit

then fold my tent of Meeting

and move into my day

they soar into the heavens

flit between treetop and roof

observant and open to All that is

crows know the hour of prayer

and when we meet again at twilight

maybe they will teach me to fly

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Christmas in July has gone to the dogs


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We normal have a Christmas in July celebration with a roaring fire, delicious hot midday meal, and a few fun treats. We do this to make winter more fun and because we can’t have a traditional Christmas on 25 December as it is far to hot.

This year there will be no celebration due to the pandemic. No sisters and their families, no in-laws and no auntie. I decided yesterday that if I couldn’t have a big celebration I could still have the cake. I made three cakes. I didn’t have certain ingredients so I substituted; extra sultanas and raisons and a packed of mixed fruit instead of currents. Lemon and orange zest instead of peel. They look pretty yummy and I gave them a good brandy shower.

‘Cause we need a little Christmas, right this very minute, need a little Christmas now. Mame

Do you know We Need A…

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