Tonight is No Whine, Just Champagne, my live discussion on Gather.com, and the host of the discussion chose to discuss — among other writing concerns — jingles, verses, word play, greeting card sentiments. It should be fun — I tend to take writing too seriously, but my love of writing started with a love of playing with words. Long before I started writing novels, I wrote snippets of poetry. I’d spend hours looking for the perfect word, for the perfect rhythm, the perfect innuendo. Some of those snippets fit nicely into tonight’s discussion, because they would make great greeting card sentiments . . . for a cynic. I’ve started posting these snippets on my Quantum (Uni)Verse blog, but here are a few that fit with tonight’s theme:
Quantum (Uni)Verse #1
I thought it was only a story
But now I find it’s true —
You smile at me and I’m happy;
You ignore me and I’m blue.
Quantum (Uni)Verse #5
ours was no great love
but even so
whenever our eyes chanced to meet
we shared a sudden joy
Quantum (Uni)Verse #18
of course
I want more
much much more
but even if I never saw you again
I’d still be content
with all that I’ve had
with everything you’ve given me
Quantum (Uni)Verse #19
i want to tell you I love you
but my heart gets all tongue-tied
and the words just can’t get through . . .
It’s summertime, so let’s play . . . with words.











get it through my head that just because I’m online, it doesn’t mean I’m being productive. But writing isn’t always about being productive. Sometimes it’s just about living. Replenishing the creative wells. Treating the senses.
Actually, I had two sensory treats. Several apricot trees planted themselves among the other trees, and this year they produced a bit of fruit. So as I was watering, I plucked one of the apricots, warm from the sun, and ate it. Truly a taste to remember.








