Gayle Glass

Just For Fun Friday 04/24/2015

Just For Fun Friday 04/24/2015

I’m at Lucidity Poetry Workshop/Retreat this week.   It’s a fun event – if you aren’t here, why not? I was still in my ‘Going to Oz’ mindset, and wrote this on my way up to the workshop.   Wanderlust   I wish I really had a pair of Dorothy’s scarlet shoes. I’d click my heels […]

Off to Oz...

Off to Oz…

Now and then, while attending the Lucidity Poets’ Retreat, I’m tempted to paraphrase that quotation, “…We’re not in (Ar)Kansas any more…”. Indeed, late April in the Ozarks is a wonder – a natural sensory overload. Top that off with the mixture of characters that live and work in Eureka Springs, and it does get rather […]

Prompted, Again.

Prompted, Again.

As Bo and I wander around the state on weekends, things just seem to happen… Last Saturday, we were in a small town in Northern Arkansas and stopped for lunch at a Mom-and-Pop-type diner.  When we went in we noticed a help-wanted sign, and wisecracked about going to work up there and getting out of the […]

Just For Fun Friday 04/10/2015

Just For Fun Friday 04/10/2015

Remember about this time last  year, when I told you a tulip bulb I planted over 10 years ago, that I assumed had just died away, had suddenly presented me with a single yellow blossom? Well, this year, it doubled its gift!  Kind of scary…. Phoenix Flower You were planted long ago with hopes for brilliant, yearly show. […]

Whirlpool, or Tilt-a-Whirl?

Whirlpool, or Tilt-a-Whirl?

One of the things I notice when I’m critiquing is the way the scene and story unfold.  Often an author will give me a ride on a Tilt-a-Whirl.  He’ll show me something, jerk me to another thing, then another, then oh yes, back to the first, but wait, did you see this, too?  It simply […]