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October 27, 2021
Weird Wednesday / Inktober Day 27 (Spark): Recipe for Success (or Disaster)
October 27: Spark(s)Weird Wednesday: Recipe for Success (or Disaster)
Flour + water = glue
Flour + water + salt = glue the kids won’t eat
Flour + water + salt + yeast = bread
Hey, where did the glue go?
The Untitled
The Miniscules
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Lines by Leon Newsletter: October 27
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Leon Stevens is a blogger, composer, artist, and an author of three books (so far): Lines by Leon: Poems, Prose, and Pictures, Journeys: Eight Original Pieces for Classical Guitar and The Knot at the End of the Rope and Other Short Stories.
www.linesbyleon.com
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Weird Wednesday / Inktober Day 27 (Spark): Recipe for Success (or Disaster)
October 27: Spark(s)Weird Wednesday: Recipe for Success (or Disaster)
Flour + water = glue
Flour + water + salt = glue the kids won’t eat
Flour + water + salt + yeast = bread
Hey, where did the glue go?
The UntitledThe MinisculesSubscribers enjoy an advance viewing of Friday’s interview with Elizabeth O’Carroll, ESL Teacher, Rehabilitation Counselor and Minister of Metaphysics with two book series of middle grade to young adult Realistic Fiction.
Lines by Leon Newsletter: October 27
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Leon Stevens is a blogger, composer, artist, and an author of three books (so far): Lines by Leon: Poems, Prose, and Pictures, Journeys: Eight Original Pieces for Classical Guitar and The Knot at the End of the Rope and Other Short Stories.
www.linesbyleon.com
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October 26, 2021
Tuesday Tirade / Inktober Day 26 (Connect): Ripe ideas
“I don’t like twisty things.”
Inktober Day 26: ConnectAll previous drawings: https://linesbyleon.com/inktober/
Tuesday Tirade: Ripe Ideas
Planning for National Novel Writing Month: Brainstorming ideas
As I cut into the avocado, I knew immediately that it was a mistake. The razor edge of my paring knife pierced the outer layer entering the still hard, unripe (and therefore inedible) inner flesh. Too hard for guacamole, the halves were wrapped in plastic in hopes of salvation without oxidation.
The bananas, bought green—why were there not any bunches with a yellow hue?—sat amongst the apples and oranges in the bowl. Each morning, the anticipation of having the perfect banana, yellow with some black mottling, for breakfast was enough to send me into a nervous state. Finally, on that cloudy day in May, it happened.
Unfortunately, the next day, the remaining bananas were all black, as if during the night a coup was declared, so I was forced to quell the new order by placing them into the freezer to be forgotten until a loaf of banana bread was required.
The peaches were piled high. Removing any other than the top layer would result in a catastrophic avalanche. I choose one that had a slight give when I pressed my thumb where the stem had been. Do I roll the dice on this one? Will it be juicy? Mealy? When I cut and twist, will the skin extricate itself leaving the remainder firmly attached to the pit? I couldn’t risk it and placed it back for the next unlucky victim.
Vine-ripened tomatoes, straight from my garden, ruins any chance of being satisfied with the store-bought variety. Yet, despite the fact it is mid-winter, I throw caution to the wind, only to be deeply disappointed…again. Will I ever learn?
Ahhh, Squash. You never fail me. I forget about you, yet when I need you, you are always there, waiting, ready to supply the needed nutrients I have been craving.
Will any become the next great novel?
Visit my Book and Merch page for your chance to win a poetry book.
Leon Stevens is a blogger, composer, artist, and an author of three books (so far): Lines by Leon: Poems, Prose, and Pictures, Journeys: Eight Original Pieces for Classical Guitar and The Knot at the End of the Rope and Other Short Stories.
www.linesbyleon.com
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Tuesday Tirade / Inktober Day 26 (Connect): Ripe ideas
“I don’t like twisty things.”Inktober Day 26: ConnectAll previous drawings: https://linesbyleon.com/inktober/
Tuesday Tirade: Ripe Ideas
Planning for National Novel Writing Month: Brainstorming ideas
As I cut into the avocado, I knew immediately that it was a mistake. The razor edge of my paring knife pierced the outer layer entering the still hard, unripe (and therefore inedible) inner flesh. Too hard for guacamole, the halves were wrapped in plastic in hopes of salvation without oxidation.
The bananas, bought green—why were there not any bunches with a yellow hue?—sat amongst the apples and oranges in the bowl. Each morning, the anticipation of having the perfect banana, yellow with some black mottling, for breakfast was enough to send me into a nervous state. Finally, on that cloudy day in May, it happened.
Unfortunately, the next day, the remaining bananas were all black, as if during the night a coup was declared, so I was forced to quell the new order by placing them into the freezer to be forgotten until a loaf of banana bread was required.
The peaches were piled high. Removing any other than the top layer would result in a catastrophic avalanche. I choose one that had a slight give when I pressed my thumb where the stem had been. Do I roll the dice on this one? Will it be juicy? Mealy? When I cut and twist, will the skin extricate itself leaving the remainder firmly attached to the pit? I couldn’t risk it and placed it back for the next unlucky victim.
Vine-ripened tomatoes, straight from my garden, ruins any chance of being satisfied with the store-bought variety. Yet, despite the fact it is mid-winter, I throw caution to the wind, only to be deeply disappointed…again. Will I ever learn?
Ahhh, Squash. You never fail me. I forget about you, yet when I need you, you are always there, waiting, ready to supply the needed nutrients I have been craving.
Will any become the next great novel?
Visit my Book and Merch page for your chance to win a poetry book.
Leon Stevens is a blogger, composer, artist, and an author of three books (so far): Lines by Leon: Poems, Prose, and Pictures, Journeys: Eight Original Pieces for Classical Guitar and The Knot at the End of the Rope and Other Short Stories.
www.linesbyleon.com
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Tuesday Tirade / Inktober Day 26 (Connect): Ripe ideas
“I don’t like twisty things.”Inktober Day 26: ConnectAll previous drawings: https://linesbyleon.com/inktober/
Tuesday Tirade: Ripe Ideas
Planning for National Novel Writing Month: Brainstorming ideas
As I cut into the avocado, I knew immediately that it was a mistake. The razor edge of my paring knife pierced the outer layer entering the still hard, unripe (and therefore inedible) inner flesh. Too hard for guacamole, the halves were wrapped in plastic in hopes of salvation without oxidation.
The bananas, bought green—why were there not any bunches with a yellow hue?—sat amongst the apples and oranges in the bowl. Each morning, the anticipation of having the perfect banana, yellow with some black mottling, for breakfast was enough to send me into a nervous state. Finally, on that cloudy day in May, it happened.
Unfortunately, the next day, the remaining bananas were all black, as if during the night a coup was declared, so I was forced to quell the new order by placing them into the freezer to be forgotten until a loaf of banana bread was required.
The peaches were piled high. Removing any other than the top layer would result in a catastrophic avalanche. I choose one that had a slight give when I pressed my thumb where the stem had been. Do I roll the dice on this one? Will it be juicy? Mealy? When I cut and twist, will the skin extricate itself leaving the remainder firmly attached to the pit? I couldn’t risk it and placed it back for the next unlucky victim.
Vine-ripened tomatoes, straight from my garden, ruins any chance of being satisfied with the store-bought variety. Yet, despite the fact it is mid-winter, I throw caution to the wind, only to be deeply disappointed…again. Will I ever learn?
Ahhh, Squash. You never fail me. I forget about you, yet when I need you, you are always there, waiting, ready to supply the needed nutrients I have been craving.
Will any become the next great novel?
Visit my Book and Merch page for your chance to win a poetry book.
Leon Stevens is a blogger, composer, artist, and an author of three books (so far): Lines by Leon: Poems, Prose, and Pictures, Journeys: Eight Original Pieces for Classical Guitar and The Knot at the End of the Rope and Other Short Stories.
www.linesbyleon.com
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October 25, 2021
Monday Musings / Inktober Day 25 (Splat): How Slow Can You Go?
Inktober Day 25: Splat (Pestus Pancakus)All previous drawings: https://linesbyleon.com/inktober/
Monday Musing: How Slow Can You Go?
I took out the first pizza from the 500-degree oven and set it aside to cool. As I proceeded to place the second one into the oven, the pan caught on the rack, jarring it from my hand. I watched as the toppings slowly—or so it seemed to be—sliding off the tomato sauce lubricated crust and landing on the bottom of the oven.
Five hundred degrees if hot enough to melt cheese on contact, caramelize onions, and crisp the edges of oily pepperoni, not to mention making a mess that’s nearly impossible to clean. I quickly scooped up the remains with a flipper before too much damage was done. Cleaning up is a whole other story.
Some things in life look great in slow-motion. The diving touchdown catch or the flapping wings of a hummingbird. Some things in life happen slowly but are not so great—the sliding of your vehicle on an icy road as it makes its way toward the rear end of the car in front of you.
Other things seem to happen in slow-motion. The pizza incident, for one. The closing of a locked car door after you realize that the keys are still in it and it’s after hours (and also a holiday). Falling of your bike gives you a chance to reminisce on the last ten minutes of fun you had before pondering how much it’s going to hurt when you make contact with the ground while trying to formulate a plan to do a stunt-like barrel roll ending in a quick leap to the feet, hands raised, looking around to the onlookers and crying out, “Superstar!”
In reality, you know it’s just going to hurt.
Visit my Book and Merch page for your chance to win a poetry book.
Leon Stevens is a blogger, composer, artist, and an author of three books (so far): Lines by Leon: Poems, Prose, and Pictures, Journeys: Eight Original Pieces for Classical Guitar and The Knot at the End of the Rope and Other Short Stories.
www.linesbyleon.com
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Monday Musings / Inktober Day 25 (Splat): How Slow Can You Go?
Inktober Day 25: Splat (Pestus Pancakus)All previous drawings: https://linesbyleon.com/inktober/
Monday Musing: How Slow Can You Go?
I took out the first pizza from the 500-degree oven and set it aside to cool. As I proceeded to place the second one into the oven, the pan caught on the rack, jarring it from my hand. I watched as the toppings slowly—or so it seemed to be—sliding off the tomato sauce lubricated crust and landing on the bottom of the oven.
Five hundred degrees if hot enough to melt cheese on contact, caramelize onions, and crisp the edges of oily pepperoni, not to mention making a mess that’s nearly impossible to clean. I quickly scooped up the remains with a flipper before too much damage was done. Cleaning up is a whole other story.
Some things in life look great in slow-motion. The diving touchdown catch or the flapping wings of a hummingbird. Some things in life happen slowly but are not so great—the sliding of your vehicle on an icy road as it makes its way toward the rear end of the car in front of you.
Other things seem to happen in slow-motion. The pizza incident, for one. The closing of a locked car door after you realize that the keys are still in it and it’s after hours (and also a holiday). Falling of your bike gives you a chance to reminisce on the last ten minutes of fun you had before pondering how much it’s going to hurt when you make contact with the ground while trying to formulate a plan to do a stunt-like barrel roll ending in a quick leap to the feet, hands raised, looking around to the onlookers and crying out, “Superstar!”
In reality, you know it’s just going to hurt.
Visit my Book and Merch page for your chance to win a poetry book.
Leon Stevens is a blogger, composer, artist, and an author of three books (so far): Lines by Leon: Poems, Prose, and Pictures, Journeys: Eight Original Pieces for Classical Guitar and The Knot at the End of the Rope and Other Short Stories.
www.linesbyleon.com
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Monday Musings / Inktober Day 25 (Splat): How Slow Can You Go?
Inktober Day 25: Splat (Pestus Pancakus)All previous drawings: https://linesbyleon.com/inktober/
Monday Musing: How Slow Can You Go?
I took out the first pizza from the 500-degree oven and set it aside to cool. As I proceeded to place the second one into the oven, the pan caught on the rack, jarring it from my hand. I watched as the toppings slowly—or so it seemed to be—sliding off the tomato sauce lubricated crust and landing on the bottom of the oven.
Five hundred degrees if hot enough to melt cheese on contact, caramelize onions, and crisp the edges of oily pepperoni, not to mention making a mess that’s nearly impossible to clean. I quickly scooped up the remains with a flipper before too much damage was done. Cleaning up is a whole other story.
Some things in life look great in slow-motion. The diving touchdown catch or the flapping wings of a hummingbird. Some things in life happen slowly but are not so great—the sliding of your vehicle on an icy road as it makes its way toward the rear end of the car in front of you.
Other things seem to happen in slow-motion. The pizza incident, for one. The closing of a locked car door after you realize that the keys are still in it and it’s after hours (and also a holiday). Falling of your bike gives you a chance to reminisce on the last ten minutes of fun you had before pondering how much it’s going to hurt when you make contact with the ground while trying to formulate a plan to do a stunt-like barrel roll ending in a quick leap to the feet, hands raised, looking around to the onlookers and crying out, “Superstar!”
In reality, you know it’s just going to hurt.
Visit my Book and Merch page for your chance to win a poetry book.
Leon Stevens is a blogger, composer, artist, and an author of three books (so far): Lines by Leon: Poems, Prose, and Pictures, Journeys: Eight Original Pieces for Classical Guitar and The Knot at the End of the Rope and Other Short Stories.
www.linesbyleon.com
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October 24, 2021
Inktober Day 24 (Extinct) and a Sunday Survey
Inktober Day 24: ExtinctMistakes
We made a few
Then a few more
Consequences piling up
Identifying the tipping point much too late
Futility becomes the word de jour
We didn’t learn a thing
From the past
Mistakes
All previous drawings: https://linesbyleon.com/inktober/
Sunday SurveyWhen I started conducting my author interviews, it was a way to get to know the people that I was participating in my BookFunnel and StoryOrigin promos. I thought I would post them on Free Book Friday along with the promo information.
Well, I now have 7 in the queue, and In a bit of a quandary. I’m running out of Fridays!
Let me know if you want me to post two interviews/week.
Haven’t read any? http://linesbyleon.com/the-interviews/
Visit my Book and Merch page for your chance to win a poetry book.
Leon Stevens is a blogger, composer, artist, and an author of three books (so far): Lines by Leon: Poems, Prose, and Pictures, Journeys: Eight Original Pieces for Classical Guitar and The Knot at the End of the Rope and Other Short Stories.
www.linesbyleon.com
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Inktober Day 24 (Extinct) and a Sunday Survey
Inktober Day 24: ExtinctMistakes
We made a few
Then a few more
Consequences piling up
Identifying the tipping point much too late
Futility becomes the word de jour
We didn’t learn a thing
From the past
Mistakes
All previous drawings: https://linesbyleon.com/inktober/
Sunday SurveyWhen I started conducting my author interviews, it was a way to get to know the people that I was participating in my BookFunnel and StoryOrigin promos. I thought I would post them on Free Book Friday along with the promo information.
Well, I now have 7 in the queue, and In a bit of a quandary. I’m running out of Fridays!
Let me know if you want me to post two interviews/week.
Haven’t read any? http://linesbyleon.com/the-interviews/
Visit my Book and Merch page for your chance to win a poetry book.
Leon Stevens is a blogger, composer, artist, and an author of three books (so far): Lines by Leon: Poems, Prose, and Pictures, Journeys: Eight Original Pieces for Classical Guitar and The Knot at the End of the Rope and Other Short Stories.
www.linesbyleon.com
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