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First Challenge to Flower Talk

Hello, flower enthusiasts and bilingual (or soon to be bilingual!) conversationalists of the blog-verse. I appreciate the interest in reading and/or participating. I am excited to see what we can come up with – a catalog of beautiful photos with beautiful words beneath them that pay homage to our beautiful world of nature. This challenge…

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Do I Expect a Follow-Back?

Absolutely not! I’ve got some pretty tough skin (though not quite tough enough for Twitter, yet. And yeah, I quit Facebook years ago, but there’s other reasons for that departure). If you don’t think we vibe, hey, that’s your prerogative. If I shout you out, that does not mean I expect something in return or…

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A Challenge to Flower Talk

Everyone has heard, at least once, that talking to your flowers or plants can help them grow. I believe this to be true. Once, I was asked if speaking to the flowers in Spanish versus English makes a difference. I don’t have any idea, so I try to speak to them in both, or a…

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Bear With Me

Everyone is still growing, including this page! Stay tuned for re-blogs, profiles of interesting bloggers, artists, writers, or photographers, guest posts, product reviews or referrals, and the like. Want to be featured? Hit me with the tag #inventmyplace. I don’t use ping or trackbacks (did a few times, but research says no). You could comment…

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Remember Me

Hopefully, you do. If not, that’s okay, too. I have been suffering lately from a rare form of Post Partum Depression – something that I thought I had under control. But, looking back on things and the manic writing I was doing (the climate crisis has traumatized me because I am concerned for the futures…

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First Day

So, Dick was a real prick, right? He was old. His wife, Marcela, (no, I’M NOT MAKING THIS UP) was German (pretty positive) and she usually stayed inside. Dick’s place was off a scenic highway that led from one small town to a bigger city. A curvy road. Fun to drive, but oh, so dangerous.…

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Surf’s Up

How can you be on the same wave (ola) with someone, before you even knew that they were there? Ah, but they were there, owning you, before you even knew the cost. #flower#talk#bilingual#muchasgracias Visita por favor Inspiration can be anything. But you have to write it. I like to cite because a citation makes the…

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Thinking on a Maria

What a disappointing night. I have a lot of stuff to do (for a lot of people) and I’m just pacing around, forgetting what I’m doing. The life of a “writer” is such a “romantic” one. I believe that anyone alive can write. Because writing makes you feel alive. Anyway! It’s time for some simple…

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Stop Saying Sorry If You’re Not Going to Stop

We have all made a mistake or two (or 7). We have all tried to learn from them. I know I’ve said something wrong before. I know I’ve said something worse. I never told you sorry, Because I don’t believe in those words. Instead, I planted the best garden I could Full of flowers that…

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Explicit Warning

I cannot read the Bible. I literally can’t (I’m taking that word back for myself ‘cuz there was nothing wrong with it. Try one pumpkin spice and everyone’s throwing up the same sentences – vague warning!). The Bible is in a language I don’t want to learn and uses archaic words. Personally, Bible quotes can…

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A Scientist is a Sinner. Or Is It?

Can you be so full of yourself? To believe in science? Can you be so arrogant? Sure, anyone can. Who owns the trademark on a moral? A value? An idea? A word? I don’t. But my thoughts are copyrighted because they’re original. Yep – there’s that arrogance again. But I never said I was a…

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The Next Morning

Did you cry after? Nah, I never do. I need nicotine, though. And the blackest coffee you can make. The only thing that can make me really cry is writing what I’ve just been keeping. Keeping for what? For who? Because why? You won’t like all that I have to say. So, I’ll get back…

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Flirt or Flatter a Fan of Your Reader: A How-To

Let me entice you to come on my road trip. I’m sure you are doubting the wisdom of the driver and what direction I’m taking us in, or to (play on dirección – address). But I like a manual transmission, which means I really know how to drive. Sit back, don’t tell me how to…

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I’m Planning a Road Trip

I’m going to take you on a trip. To literary wonderlands of thought-provoking, question-inducing blurbs of the reality I’ve invented, and am still working on. My philosophy comes from thoughts that roll, evolve, and rot in the metaphorical compost pile of my mind. I try to make the accidental seedlings grow. I listen to the…

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Easter Eggs

So, I’ve been looking at my writing (who doesn’t read their own stuff?) and finding that I’ve got some puns and/or plays on words that I didn’t notice upon first draft, or even final edit, which never catches all of my errors (but who can pay an editor that knows their grammar well?). I’m not…

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That Blasted Chevrolet

So, am I the side-chick, or is she? “She” is a black Chevy Silverado, complete with a black “bull-bar” attached to the front bumper (shout out to Australians for that word. It’s a “brush bar” in America), tinted windows (gotta have ’em in the South and probably Everywhere! Coming Soon!), and loud speakers that I…

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Trying to Hear the Tulips

This is an example post for the first challenge to flower talk. See rules here. Genre style is this: narrative (include your genre if you wish). I also hope to offer an introduction of some kind as well. Quiero platicar con los tulipanes (dígame si tulipanes no es la palabra correcta). Pero están durmiendo en…

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Your Reality Depends on How You Build Your Forms

There are lots of ideas out there in the world. Lots of information, lots of controversy. I have no designs on telling you how to believe. I just want to mention that you can always change your views, outlook, opinions. It takes some analysis of your thoughts, and honesty with yourself. It takes a pinch…

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