Tim James Simpson's Blog: Ponderings to Ponder

October 13, 2016

Here is all of my audio books that's available I personally guarantee whoever buys just one will love them. The narrators are so talented.

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Published on October 13, 2016 04:44 • 4 views

May 9, 2016

First let me say I know, and I can not stress this enough I know nothing about music. I written and published books, painted, and drawn my never music, it was always a foreign language to me. However I love music with a passion. So I set out to find a teacher, that in and of itself was an endeavor. Most everyone that taught locally where I live wanted a fortune per 30 minutes plus they wanted to do it over the internet. Now I have to say I am a hands on learner, I need to see and feel for myself call me old school or whatever I still can not read a book from a machine I have to be holding it to enjoy it, but I do enjoy audio books, but I digress.  

So I found a teacher and had to be put on a waiting list. I had already bought my violin and everything I would need to begin lessons. In only a couple of weeks a man called me from the school and said that there was now an opening so I jumped on it. It would be every Tuesday at 12 noon, I said great I would be there. 

My first day i went in and met my instructor, he was a very unassuming man. Shorter than me balding very thin with a small blonde mustache, he speaks very softly and for some reasons draws out the last parts of every sentence. The first thing he did was go over the rules which all mad since and I had no problem complying to, then he said his fee would be 15.00 per lesson forty five minutes every Tues, I even offered him 20.00 because I was so excited about getting the lessons but he would not take the extra five saying "I want to keep everything the same if one pays that then everyone should." 

As I was saying the first lesson he took my violin and examined it, then he took the bow and said it was cheap so I handed him another one I had which seemed to meet with his approval. He showed me how to hold the bow and the instrument first, then he took it and placed tape across the neck for my fingers, and then he showed me the key of D scale. I was in awe it began to come alive and it started to make sense to me, he told me that the scale is A,B,C,D,E,F, and G then it starts over I felt like I was learning a deep secrete here I had no idea I was fascinated. 

Then he gave me a sheet with the notes on it and the song was Mary had a littler lamb and he showed me how to pull the bow across the strings and where the corresponding notes were. and when I finished the song he said "that was your first song, I was elated that I had played a song on the violin albeit was probably the worst rendition of Mary had a little lamb ever produced I was none the less excited that I played it. That was three weeks ago and now I play a mean Mary had a little lamb. So from now onward I will write of my experience in learning this incredible work of art called the violin, if for nothing else I can always look back on it and remember where it had begun. 
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Published on May 09, 2016 05:12 • 22 views

May 5, 2016

my new website is now open http://timsimpson2008.wix.com/timjame...
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Published on May 05, 2016 05:36 • 23 views

April 30, 2016

I sit a lot when my son takes his nap, it's usually when I am in my big ugly but comfy recliner that me wife despises because it matches nothing in our sitting room. But my son of two seems to ignore the fact that his mother hates the chair and he sleeps and as my arm falls asleep I watch him. The trust he has in his daddy humbling and I would not take a moment of wealth for this moment right here. Everything I am trying to accomplish in this life is for him. All the books I write, the paintings I paint or even as I try to learn the violin it's all to pass on to him. Because as he gets older these moments will be gone forever so I just try to spend as much time as I can with my boy and if you have a son or daughter I invite you to do the same just something to ponder
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Published on April 30, 2016 13:48 • 39 views

April 23, 2016

For two years I had a dream come true, I wrote for a news paper! No I did not write news nor was I a reporter I wrote things to make people think I wrote about everyday life, I wrote about family, I wrote about politics, and I wrote about hobbies, my readers were my family and we did not always agree as most families do not but it was a very close connection and then it stopped! Without warning I received an email saying that the paper was shutting down after fifty years of publication, to say I was stunned would be a gross understatement so what did I do?
Well I first will tell you what I did not do. I did not stop writing and publishing books, I did not stop painting I did not stop drawing I just stopped writing for the daily news paper of Kingsport Tennessee. However I loved writing and having people read my thoughts and I also realized that eventually all paper printed news would go the way that land lines are going and the same way the dinosaurs went all will eventually become extinct so I turned to the one media that will most likely outlive me, the net. What you are now reading is the first of my weekly blog that will be published every sat as was my weekly news paper column.
Here I will continue to write about fun stuff, serious stuff, and stuff to give you somthing to ponder so until next week keep on striving to live your dreams as I keep striving to live mine.
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Published on April 23, 2016 07:01 • 72 views

March 27, 2016

I now have 11 audio books on sale from audible. I have some truly talented people narrating them you must check them out!
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Published on March 27, 2016 06:04 • 16 views

January 19, 2016

this year I have 11 new audio books coming out. the first two are already available, and M book one is one of them I do have a few free audible promo codes if anyone is interested message me and let me know and I will be glad to give you a code while I still have some.
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Published on January 19, 2016 04:17 • 19 views

August 1, 2014

I love to watch old western, some of my favorite are of "the Duke," John Wayne or Audie Murphy, now I am not all that old to have seen these movies when they were first released but sometime sit down with your children and watch them, its good clean all American fun.
A lot of our heritage like these old movies will soon be just memories take for instance the old radio programs back before television, families would gather around in the house that had a radio, be it a neighbor or family and listen to these stories that would play upon the imagination, (I still listen to them from time to time even to this day,) like the old comedians Jack Benny, Gracie Allen and George Burns just true funny clean humor, I hope to be able to get my son listening and watching these things with me someday because when he is old enough for school no one will have ever heard of these great comedians but he will and he will be able to pass some of these cultural beginnings on to the next generation, it's up to us to see that the good wholesome things of the past do not get trampled out by the vulgarity that seems to be taking their place on TV and in the movie houses, we can still enjoy things without seeing a nude person on the movies screen, or hearing vowel language on the television set.
So while your child is still young sit down and listen to the radio or watch an old movie and instill something in him that others his age will possibly never know about. It's not something that is of a dyer importance but something that you and your child can share together and its something with more substance than just a video game or sending them to a friend's house so think about it.
Another past time that is all but gone is story time with parents, I love books especially the classics such as Sherlock Holmes, Jekyll and Hyde, and Tom Sawyer and others, and I want my son to know who these characters are as well. Children are the future of our country and it will be up to them to carry on what we have to share, and if we don't do it then who will?
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Published on August 01, 2014 08:31 • 72 views • Tags: tim-simpson

July 23, 2014

She looked up into the darkening sky; her once bright, blue eyes now fading. There was nothing he could do now except try to keep her moving. The ground she now lay on was soiled from the rain from the night before. The railroad tracks where the only thing dividing her from her little shack, which she referred to as “the hooch”. It was made of scrap wood and plastic but she called it home. It sat back in the woods, much too far for her companion of several years to carry her to. They were both moving up in years. His hair, almost all gray, was pulled back in a big ponytail. Her hair was still black but now it was covered in the mud that she lay in.

Weeks before she was baptized in our little church, she cried over past sins. She became a regular fixture. People came to care about her, which was not what she had been used to. She made an impact. Now it was ending. The years of alcohol had started claiming her body. Her liver was gone, kidneys shot, and right here and now, her heart was giving out. She peered into the life that lay ahead of her, her trusted dog by her side, in her companion’s arms.

There would be no big funeral, no mention on television. She would become just a rumor among people who are better off than she was. Tonight, she lay with all her worldly possessions with her: a flannel shirt, jeans, and a backpack. She was just another unknown face in the dark. here finale words were, “I want to go to church,” and then she died.

This is true story that took place in Johnson city, TN I know because I was a part of the life of this woman. I was involved in a small ministry there with a friend and my father every Saturday we would take out food and blankets to these humble people, yes some wanted to be there but others faced circumstances beyond their control and wound up on the streets, but they all have names they all have families, and they all deep down have a desire to survive, so the next time you see a homeless man or woman be kind because most Americans are one pay check away from joining them.
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Published on July 23, 2014 12:47 • 52 views
She looked up into the darkening sky; her once bright, blue eyes now fading. There was nothing he could do now except try to keep her moving. The ground she now lay on was soiled from the rain from the night before. The railroad tracks where the only thing dividing her from her little shack, which she referred to as “the hooch”. It was made of scrap wood and plastic but she called it home. It sat back in the woods, much too far for her companion of several years to carry her to. They were both moving up in years. His hair, almost all gray, was pulled back in a big ponytail. Her hair was still black but now it was covered in the mud that she lay in.

Weeks before she was baptized in our little church, she cried over past sins. She became a regular fixture. People came to care about her, which was not what she had been used to. She made an impact. Now it was ending. The years of alcohol had started claiming her body. Her liver was gone, kidneys shot, and right here and now, her heart was giving out. She peered into the life that lay ahead of her, her trusted dog by her side, in her companion’s arms.

There would be no big funeral, no mention on television. She would become just a rumor among people who are better off than she was. Tonight, she lay with all her worldly possessions with her: a flannel shirt, jeans, and a backpack. She was just another unknown face in the dark. here finale words were, “I want to go to church,” and then she died.

This is true story that took place in Johnson city, TN I know because I was a part of the life of this woman. I was involved in a small ministry there with a friend and my father every Saturday we would take out food and blankets to these humble people, yes some wanted to be there but others faced circumstances beyond their control and wound up on the streets, but they all have names they all have families, and they all deep down have a desire to survive, so the next time you see a homeless man or woman be kind because most Americans are one pay check away from joining them.
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Published on July 23, 2014 12:09 • 58 views • Tags: tim-simpson

Ponderings to Ponder

Tim James Simpson
In my home town I have a weekly column which I write called ponderings to ponder so I have decided to post this blog titled the same to give readers something to ponder about.
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