A Poem A Day #6 The 37th Anniversary of My 21st birthday.

Please excuse this indulgent piece of my past. It makes me feel old to write it, but I am grateful. Not everyone in my high school class had made it this far.

Source: imgarcade

Source: imgarcade

Back In the Day (on the occasion of my 58th birthday)

Party line

Single ring for the other party, double ring for us.

Or was it the other way around?

I didn’t know who the other party was but I think I answered

Her phone for her once or twice.

Not much of a party, really.

Record players. (And records.)

Small—move the switch to 45

Medium—move the switch to 78

Large—move the switch to 33.

Little Toot gave way to American Pie.

The nuns called the record player a school the Victrola. Seriously.

 The TV lived in a piece of furniture.

Black and white, sometimes snowy.

Get up and change the channel for your dad, wouldja?

Turn the knob on the antenna box, wouldja?

You make a better door than a window.

Humph! The neighbors have a color TV.

Going to the movies was an event!

Driving downtown in the afternoon.

The red velvet ropes and red velvet seats—

Like Hollywood itself.

Snow White. The Jungle Book. The Sound of Music.

Larger than life stories I imagined myself in for weeks.

Flip up the lid of the brown box camera to view the scene.

Press a button and the flash kills your eyes.

Turn the knob to advance the film

Replace the flashbulb, but not until it cooled down.

Send the film away and wait and wait and wait.

Now, I take out my phone out of my pocket

And make a call

Listen to music

Watch a TV show

Watch a movie

Make a movie

Take a picture

Send it to someone

Send a message

Find out where I am and how to get there

Read a book

Write a book.

Look up when all this stuff was invented and what was the number one song on the day I was born. (Perry Como was my mom’s favorite crooner.)

Dang, I feel old.

A Poem A Day #5 85…90…95

85…90…95…

The snowbirds are roasting on the golfcourses

Featherless turkeys in the Sonoran sun

As cactus bloom from the precipitation

Of winter that wasn’t snow

With temperatures not 20 below.

 

The year rounders are waiting impatiently

Put upon hosts of unwelcome guests to

Pack their slow ass American gas guzzlers

And head back to Michigan

Wisconsin Minnesota Montana

And get the hell off our roads

And out of our spots in the parking lots

And our seats in the restaurants.

 

Bye-bye. See you never.

Sigh. Make that October

A Poem a Day #4 In the Wee Hours of Easter Morn

In the wee hours of Easter morn

The Moravian Trumpet Choir roved the town

Playing the horn

The trombone

The tuba

Christ the Lord is Risen Today Aaaa-aa-lay-lu-u-ya.

As welcome as the hyacinths and crocuses

And tulips and daffodils in my garden.

The desert has none of that.

Only the sun and the blue sky,

Almost as sure as

My risen savior.

A Poem a Day #3 Suffer the Little Children

I think this is something I’m going to be messing around with throughout the month because this is not the tone I want.

Suffer the Little Children

Jesus loves me this I know

For God so loved the world he sent his only begotten son

For the Bible tells me so.

All scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness

Red brown yellow black and white

Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost

They are precious in his sight

Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows

Jesus loves the little children of the world.

Suffer little children to come unto me, and forbid them not

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This is similar to a counted cross stitch piece I made when my daughter was a baby. Notice all the white kids. Someone didn’t get the red brown yellow black and white memo.

 

A Poem A Day # 2 One Year of CoCo La’Tay

#2   I feel childish writing a poem about my pup.

By Theresa Munroe 4/14

By Theresa Munroe 4/14

CoCo La'Tay the day we brought her home, about 8 weeks old.

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Poem A Day Challenge or NaPoWriMo

I started my “writing career” with NaNoWriMo in 2008. NaNoWriMo is an international event where people accept the challenge to write a novel of at least 50,000 words in the 30 days of November. I’ve written a rough draft of a novel every year since then.

Deciding I should experience different forms of writing instead of only multi-book sagas, I will endeavor to write one poem every day in April. There are various websites supporting this idea, but I think I’m going with NaPoWriMo.

I am not guaranteeing any type of quality. I’m not even going to be upset if I don’t get a poem out every day. And they sure as heck won’t rhyme of have any kind of standard form.

Here’s #1

#1

#1 T.A. Munroe 4/1/15

 

 

My challenge–expressive adjectives.

And I think I’ll have to use screen shots taken from Word because I can’t seem to get rid of the space between paragraph on WordPress, if that’s even possible.

Congratulations, Mrs. Munroe. It’s a Poet.

Without intending to, I gave birth to a poet or two. Of course, I wouldn’t have known how to go about creating a poet if I intended to.

Sarah is earning her MFA in Creative Writing and West Virginia University while working as a teaching assistant.

In honor of World Poetry Day, here are a few of Sarah’s poems I have access to online.

hands empty

By Sarah Munroe. All rights reserved.

sarah poem

By Sarah Munroe. All rights reserved.

My father leaves notes on napkins

By Sarah Munroe All rights reserved.

These from the former 3rd grader who rebelled against homeschool and wouldn’t write one paragraph about dolphins but as a 4th grader wrote a 16-page story for her public school teacher.

Sarah’s Tumblr blog is here. I think she gave up updating it when she met the love of her life and had other things to do. Plus, she’s not a huge fan of social media.

My son, Pete, is also a poet in the songwriting sense, even though he recently switched over to stand up comedy of the sort he doesn’t really want his parents to experience. Here’s his former band, Quatro Dedos for which he wrote most of the lyrics and did most of the lead vocals. Loud fast punk, not for the faint of heart.

quatro dedos cover

Quatro Dedos CD cover by Pete Munroe

My so-far unappreciated novels are not my only contribution to the literary world and the overall art production of the planet.

For things like World Caber Tossing day, however, I have nothing.

You can lean in. Just don’t call it that.

My new pet peeve: lean in. I just stopped reading an article because the writer used it twice in two paragraphs. Actually, she used lean into. And earlier this evening I saw it in the WalMart employee’s magazine.

What does that even mean? I know there’s a women-supporting-women and career success thing called Lean In, but do we ALL have to use it now?

No, we don’t. Please stop. Now.

A Little Wish Come True

Don’t you just love it when you get something you want in the way you want it?

A few weeks ago I was thinking I’d sure like a free Photoshop course. I like making my own book covers and little blurby advertisement things. I’ve been using GIMP for a few years. It’s a free program similar to photoshop, but a little bit clunky. But I can do a few things a lot more quickly than I used to, once I figured out a few basics. I made my book covers with GIMP, for what they’re worth.

Anyhoo, I’ve been getting email from Skillshare, an online company that offers classes in various media and creativity topics like typography and developing your brand and photojournalism. Last week they announced a free 5 class Photoshop course that runs until the end of March.

Sign me up!

I love free because no job.

I downloaded the free (again) 30 day trial of Photoshop.

After each class there’s a project to complete (if you want) to used the skill you learned. Here’s the first thing I did that I didn’t really like.

circle cones

Circle Cones

A bowl of sherbet inspired me to this, which I like a lot:

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Chocolate Vanilla Strawberry

I submitted that for the project. The one below I just kept the little girl theme going for fun.

Blue House

Blue House

I’ve always been pretty good with a pencil and like to draw. Photoshop, if you haven’t used it, is based on layers, with almost every part of the image being on a new layer. The girl’s face is actually an oval with a rounded rectangle on top of it, all skillfully layered under the window sill and the bottom part of the house. The curtains are two large ovals and two large triangles layered under the blue on either side of the window. I trust thinking in this new way is good for my brain.

So, in between job applications and working on book three, I’ve been messing around with Photoshop and learning some new skills.

A little wish come true.

What’s a little wish that came true for you recently?

 

 

 

Fairy Tale Fun Blog Hop

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Mine might be a little different from the other books on this hop. (The story of my life.) My writing tends to be a bit on the serious side, more like the classic definition of Women’s Fiction.

Honestly, I was a bit disappointed in myself when I realized that Lily the protagonist of my Lilyland Trilogy* is a Cinderella spin-off. I thought I was being more clever than that. But, I became okay with it. After all, the rags-to-riches Cinderella theme has been popular in many cultures for centuries. In other words, it works.

Do me a favor. As you read this, don’t think of Disney’s Cinderella. Think The Brother’s Grimm.

Cinderella planted a tree at her mother's grave. When she needed dresses (she went to the ball on three different days) she went to the tree and asked the birds who lived for a dress. Each time the dress was more magnificent than the last.

Cinderella planted a tree at her mother’s grave. When she needed dresses (she went to the ball on three different days) she went to the tree and asked the birds who lived for a dress. Each time the dress was more magnificent than the last.

Like Cinderella, my Lily starts off as underappreciated. Knocked down by life, she’s having a hard time getting back up. Her step-mother is Insecurity. Her stepsisters Shame and Guilt. During that time, she meets a Prince Charming Charlie (a bad boy and accomplished film director)at a fund-raising gala—like a ball. They light each other up during the evening of dancing and conversation, even exchanging phone numbers, but neither initiates contact.

Maybe her golden slipper is her smile and the way she touches Charlie’s heart. A twist of fate reunites them a year later, and the magic is still there. He even calls her princess…

“Thank you, Lily.” His solemn expression turned into something goofy, something I hadn’t seen yet. “I keep wanting to call you Princess.”

“Princess? Like on your phone?”

“The night we met you said you felt like a princess.”

“So I did.”

…and invites her to an elite party in Los Angeles where he lives and works. Lily is unaccustomed to the lifestyle of the rich and famous and she’s helped by several of Charlie’s women friends to dress for the occasion. She even compares herself to Cinderella.

“I have something for you,” Charlie said and opened a black case he had been holding. “These are only leased, mind you.”

“You think of everything, don’t you?” I whispered in awe.       “Thank you so much! They’re beautiful.”

In front of the hall mirror he placed a simple but elegant diamond necklace on me and clasped it. Sophie and Rachel each inserted an earring.

“Thank you, everyone,” I said. “I feel like Cinderella with all the birds and bunnies dressing her for the ball.”

(Yes, from the Disney version. Face palm.) Birds help our heroine in the Grimm’s version.

Of course, there are several differences. In Lily’s story is we get to see her life after she lands the prince and gains the castle. In fairy tales, we never see the prince’s flaws. Lily’s Prince Charlie has a few of them. The biggie is his sex addiction, putting happily-ever-after in serious jeopardy. We also never see the day-to-day life. Does Cinderella spend the day inspecting the palace’s cleaning staff and offering handy household hints she learned during her years of oppression sweeping hearths and picking peas and lentils from ashes? Does she train birds and design slippers? Lily eagerly jumps in as Charlie’s production company and film directing partner. No Real Housewife life for her!

Cinderella's slipper was actually "golden" and not glass as in the versions we're used to. One stepsister cut off a toe and the other her heel to get their feet in the magic shoe.

Cinderella’s slipper was actually “golden” and not glass as in the versions we’re used to. One stepsister cut off a toe and the other her heel to get their feet in the magic shoe.

Another difference is age. Lily is a middle-aged Cinderella with a grown daughter and a painfully failed marriage. And her prince may display charming behavior, but he’s no kid in search of his first wife.

In Grimm version of fairy tales, the baddies are always brought to justice. The good girls and guys always win, unlike real life sometimes. Lily’s princess life throughout the trilogy has its share of challenges that take the composure, wisdom and grace of a queen to handle. Does she get her happily-ever-after? Read Lilyland and find out.

To enter the blog hop contest for a chance to win the prize described below. Simply answer my question below in the comment section here on this blog. You must include your email address so the winner can be notified. Entries without email address won’t be qualified for the contest.  (You won’t be subscribed to anything. Promise!) Open to US addresses only. But, I’d love your comment if your not in the US. Winner will be drawn by Rafflecopter on Feb. 16, 2015 and notified by email.

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Question– Even though Lily’s prince has a huge character defect, she gives him a shot. Well, plenty of shots. What would be a deal breaker for your prince? Loud beer burps? Leaving his underwear where you step on it or leaving the toilet seat up? Picking on your mom? Enter your deal breaker in the comments.

Visit with each of these #chicklitlove authors and leave a comment (and email address!) for another entry in the Brownie contest.

April Aasheim                          Sheryl Babin                            Kathryn Biel
Brea Brown                             Geralyn Corcillo                       Patricia Eddy
Erin Emerson                          Jamie Farrell                            Hilary Grossman
Rachel Lynn Hamm                Gina Henning                          Celia Kennedy
Tracy Krimmer                         Becky Monson                        Theresa Munroe                                   Diane Rinella                              S.K. Wills
* At the point, Lilyland is not quite a trilogy, as book 3 is still in progress.