Howdy, Campers and Happy Poetry Friday! (Links to PF and our latest autographed book drawing (!) are at the end of this post.)
Our current topic is Writer Resources. Esther's fabulous post offers five books for young writers, all of which I covet. I'd like to share four free apps I continually draw on. They enrich my life.
Meditating sometimes helps me hear that still, small voice that tells me the truth about a story I'm writing, about a life crisis, or about a relationship in flux. Insight Timer is an app I use for both silent meditations and also for its free guided meditations. I can filter them by topic (sleep, morning, energy, healing, fear, etc.), by length (from one minute to over an hour), by teacher (from all over the world), by how many thousands of times it has been played, by reviews, etc. I've been meditating for about fifteen years; this app makes it hard not to.
Adblock Plus My computer guy downloaded this popular browser extension for me years ago; it changed my life. It's free and open source and I donate to it. Why? Because if I open a web page without Adblock Plus, there are ads and moving images screaming at me. I can't focus with Las Vegas pounding on my brain. With ABP, all I see is the resource itself in a quiet field of white. Like Ferdinand the bull, instead of fighting in bull fights, I get to sit quietly under my own cork tree and smell the flowers as I write with the aid of the next two resources.
|Illustration by Robert Lawson from Ferdinand, by Munro Leaf, first published in 1936|
Thesaurus Many of you already use this resource. If you click on the link, you'll see that it takes you to a word which helps me write. That's the page I bookmark.
RhymeZone Another one that many of you use.
Okie dokie...it's Poetry Friday, so here's my poem for today. I fully admit that it's terrible, but it was fun to write and it makes me laugh.
A RAT'S TALE
by April Halprin Wayland
by April Halprin Wayland
Ree was a rat who lived by the Source.
She did nothing but watch the Source water course
from her lonely rat hut 'neath the sourwood tree.
Ree was inactive.
Ree had no life.
Just the Source and her hut and her hot, bedtime tea.
But Ree's life was changed
when she joined the gym.
She became a gym rat and the gym referee.
She took 20 classes
that first week on a spree.
And all of her coaches said, "Sweat is the key!"
But the more Ree worked out, the more parched she got—
sweating at night
(though Ree was not hot.)
She guzzled her tea, then looked in her cup.
She pondered, then wandered outside near that tree
then drank from the Source 'til she was filled up.
And that's when Ree realized what gumption begets—
she stood taller, was forceful...
|The Scream by Edvard Munch, 1893|
Thank you, dear Jone, for hosting PF today at Check It Out!
posted by April Halprin Wayland with gratitude for the love and support of you, our peeps of the Kidlitosphere