How it all Begins

by L.P. Stribling


With a thought,
That’s all you have a first, even before the blank slate,
A thought of something great,
Something that elates you, makes your eyes say, “Ooh my!”
It tickles all through you then,
Because you think, “I can do that!”

And you move,
Through fields, buildings, obstacles,
And you pass people,
They don’t notice, though,
Oh there’s this social media thing that they’re sort of sucked into,

But they don’t feel your passion,
They’re not hooked like you,
Books are loot, you read and gain,
And then, of course, the pain,
There has to be pain,
The insane are, in the end, those who’ve never hurt,

And you fail,
Part of the game (full sail now)
All you have to do is get back up, on your feet,
Most cannot meet this objective,
But you can. The next morning you take one breath
More easily than the day before.

People enter.
You don’t know them, but they know (of) you.
You talk, you trust, you let them do their work,
And you wait, drives you berserk, but you wait,
Because you’ve had wounds, and they’ve had to heal,
By degree.

And you doubt while you wait.
What if this isn’t right? you think. What if it never was?
What if it was a waste.
And the pain returns.
Leaving burns on your person, in your life, with your wife? Your husband?

And you stand tall when the day comes,
You’ve been running so long,
You’ve been waiting, wanting, hungry.

And they know that;
They knew it all along.

ss – Draft Six and counting


How many f&$king drafts is this short story going to take(interrobang). Seriously, I’ve been at this story all damn day, and my stomach is running low on tolerance for the chocolate snacks, even if they are the small-morsel types. When I’m done, I’m done. Speaking of done, however, the good news is that I’m almost done. I’m right there and I can almost feel the final edit.

There’s only so much time in a day and I’m reminded of that as it’s running past midnight and I’m here at the keyboard. When your life is over, that’s it. That’s all you get. No refunds, no collecting $200 when you Pass Go; nothing. So, whether writing’s your thing or it’s something else, make it work; make your life worth doing your passion.

The story’s about a little girl who lives in her own world despite the numbing effects those around her feel as they live in theirs. She is challenged when trying to follow the sweetness of her own concept of life while she feels an overwhelming resistance to taste the bitterness of others’ displeasure. Can you blame her? It’s come a long way; and we’re still moving. It’s midnight; onward I press.

How’s your writing coming?


D2 – a question for the gamers


D2 –

up   We know it’s coming out. There’s nothing we can do to stop it. Most of us welcome it with open arms and loaded weapons. We’re all looking forward to blowing things up and watching explosions in space along with the lifeless bodies and exploding heads of aliens KA-BOOMING around us.

down Though, there are some people (like myself) who are either on the fence or just are not looking forward to this whatsoever. They think it’s not going to be all that different from the first one and that all that it will be with be a huge universal loot grind to get this better weapon to do this better thing, to get this many more experience points to gain this level, to finally do …WHATEVER.

My question to you is: 

QUESTION: What are your thoughts on this?

Comment below.

Earhart & STuFf

The one seated is Amelia Earhart (below) after she landed…


…actually I don’t really know that.  No one does. Anyone who did know is probably dead. If you watched that documentary on the History Channel, I’m wondering what you thought about it. True or False? Let me know and let’s have ourselves a little chatty-chatty back and forth.

If you did NOT watch the documentary, you should. It’s around 90 minutes long and you can watch it here**. Firstly, if you HAVE NOT watched the documentary, don’t read the next paragraph, because it will just jack everything up for you and you won’t be able to really watch it. Okay, so just go ahead and make your decision.

ONLY READ IF YOU HAVE WATCHED…OR DON’T CARE:     Here’s what I think. I think no one knows. I agree with the pilot co-host of the show regarding a contingency plan. I cannot imagine a pilot going out there into the world, especially that far, without having a backup plan. Didn’t we see some of those documents that showed that she had a plan? Anyway, it makes sense that she did land in the Marshall Islands. Just recently a Japanese blogger came out and said that the photo was nothing big; it came out in a travel book in Japan in 1935. One aspect of the documentary that I didn’t like was that there was no information/interviews from the Japanese side. It was very American; not cool. Who knows anything anymore, really?

The government lied to the people – shocker. Who is to say who is not telling the truth? It could be the government, the media, the blogger, all of them; none of them. Who knows? It certainly was interesting and I could feel that I wanted it to be true, but that’s what the documentary’s job was. People give you the story that you want to hear. Imagine if they were to go to the Marshall Islands and ask an eye witness if she really saw Amelia Earhart. If that person comes back and said, “No, I found out later it wasn’t Earhart.” Then that person will not be on the show. If they offered to give people $200 to say they saw her, then that might be different. Just like always, take it with a grain of salt.

Other than that, I just talked with Jer and we talked a bit about some of the stuff that’s happening with the Wheel of Time. As of this writing, we’re on Book V – the Fires of Heaven. Very cool stuff. You can always head over to the site and follow us – see what we’re talking about and join in.

Other than that, all is well.


**UPDATE: Shortly after I posted this, I was unable to find the History Channel Documentary. I think it had a lot to do with the Japanese blogger’s post on Twitter who came out saying that the photo revealed in the documentary was taken two years before Earhart’s flight.