Change up in Web Sites

Wm Dragon 9Major Web Site Construction Completed! No More Link Changes! I Hope I Did Not Lose You in the Last Juggle!

When I originally started my web site journey, I had one web site for all my writing and writing research.

However, I decided that I should diversify my web site so that those who are interested in what great writing knowledge can be gained from various authors of books on writing can go to a web site that is specifically built for that function. Likewise, a person interested in reading, writing, and sharing poetry could follow my poetry site and those interested in writing novels and short stories to go to my novel writing site.

So, I divided my original web site into three.

The original is now “William’s Journal of Writing” https://williampadgett.wordpress.com/

The new ones are “New Poetic Horizons” https://williampadgettblog.wordpress.com/

and “Novels and Lesser Tales” https://williampadgettsite.wordpress.com/

I am sorry for the bit of confusion this juggling has caused. Particularly, the last change in which I swapped the links for “William’s Journal of Writing” and “Novels and Lesser Tales”. I had to do that because if a new reader is steered to my web site by my profile, I wanted the visitor to arrive at “William’s Journal of Writing” rather than “Novels and Lesser Tales”.

Also, when I press my computer desktop WordPress icon, I want to go to the Journal of Writing and then, if desired, go to my other web sites from there.

All my major changes are completed; so, if you want to follow one or more of my web sites, you can click the “follow” button for the one you desire and I promise (fingers ever so slightly crossed) you will not be juggled around in the future.

Thank you for following and sharing. I have been and will continue to visit your work and will share as you wish.

Yours,

-William

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My Journal of Writing

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This is all a work in progress, so please be patient with me. I am busy writing novels, poems, and providing insights learned while learning more writing skills.

Since all my writings fall into three neat categories, I have made three web sites; one for poetry, one for novels and short stories, and this one for gleanings from what I have learned from various authors.

I have a ton of information and writings already completed which I intend to sort and move into these three web sites; but I do not want to dwell in the past. So, I begin the daunting task of bringing in the new and updating the old at the same time.

While the “old” means the studies were done in the past; the information is still new and worthy of study.

I have put the site together, but cannot start my blogs and fill in my pages yet because I have other business to take care of at the moment.

I will be back soon and at that time, I will not only add material, but I will link my three web sites together.

Yours,

-William

A Poem from My Poetry Site https://williampadgettblog.wordpress.com/

The Fortune

My Fortune

I
A shout and a chilling scream caught my ear
As I stepped out of the downtown drug store.
I spun! There! The ruckus. I gagged my fear.
Two men shoved a Gypsy against a door.

Charging, I slammed my shoulder into one
And grabbed the other’s jacket at his chest.
The man ripped himself loose. Their freedom won,
They got out of there and gave up their quest.

“Oh, Gypsy, turn away your gleaming smile,
For your dark, scheming eyes give me a chill.
Your type of reward cannot be my style
Your ‘thank you’ is enough to fill my will.”

Her assailants were gone, what was her need
That she would gift me with some witchy deed?

II
As she slipped a trembling frail hand in mine,
She turned her stooped form towards a closed door.
A wave of calmness told me I’d be fine.
I had never noticed this place before.

We entered a dark room steeped in incense.
A dim light hung above a crystal ball.
There, a coal black cat, yellow eyes intense
Under an antique table near the wall.

Crooning, the Gypsy sat me in a chair
So the crystal ball was before my face
She sat facing me, my eyes met her stare
She took an aged deck of cards from their case.

Can evil come from saving someone’s life?
Surely this Gypsy will not cause me strife.

III
She had me cut the deck with my left hand.
Flipping the cut card, she slumped back in shock.
“Help me, I’m Carmen! You must understand.”
Then she put the ten of spades back in stock.

Carmen laid the cards in columns and rows.
She indicated I was the king of clubs.
The thirteenth card right and left were dreaded foes
The threes of diamonds and spades were flubs.

Once more the Gypsy retorted to the air;
Mixed English and unknown tongue she spewed.
A fierce battle was fought I don’t know where
In the fight for me, a win she pursued.

I do not believe in fortunes and such;
Was this real or did she have a good touch?

IV
The cards up and down from my ill-fated king
Included a happy change, the queen of hearts.
A girl with auburn hair; what a great fling.
But the three and four of hearts, oh, that smarts!

The Gypsy moaned and her gaze moved up high
I could tell she wanted to bring good my way.
Fate seemed to stack the cards making her cry;
Did I cheat fate when I saved her this day?

The diagonals, plus cards to the right
Started with the six and two of spades with tears.
Carmen appeared beside herself with fright,
The three and eight of clubs hit like sharp spears.

In agony, Gypsy Carmen shrieked loud.
Trembling in my seat, I prayed, my head bowed.

V
The seven, five, and nine of spades struck next
Oh, what game did we play; cards or my life?
The Gypsy spoke; her mind an ageless text.
“These cards so far are obstacles or strife.”

Add to these the seven of clubs reversed
This mortgaged my house and made Carmen wail.
Oh, end this pain, for now my life is cursed
Saving a Gypsy, I crossed her world’s veil.

The next card up was a spade, the dreaded ten.
Great trouble loomed, but then her face got bright.
The eight of spades reversed caused her to grin.
“The bad is thwarted and we have won the fight.”

Now I ask, “Did she pay her debt to me?”
Was her thanks a great show? Uhmmm, could that be?

-William

Hi, I am William

A bit about me.  I grew up in the low land swampy woods of North Central Florida, near the town of Cross Creek, Florida, to be more exact.  My Dad was sort of a tenant farmer who worked one of my Uncle Harry’s farms.  On the 240 acres carved out of the swampy woods, we enjoyed about 8 fields (one of which our house sat in the middle of), in which we usually had a herd of about 100 or so cattle, raised for beef, three to four horses which we rode, and one to three milk cows.  As animals rotated from “our” farm to Uncle Harry’s farm, the numbers changed, the numbers shown being a range or maximum number.  In the field that our house sat in, we also had around five thousand laying hens and ran a full commercial egg selling business.

When I completed my tenth grade of school, Uncle Harry had to sell the farm and we moved into a Jim Walter built home in Fort McCoy, Florida.  I planned to be a pastor upon completion of High School, but the Viet Nam “war” was raging and I joined the military to do my fair share at age 17.  I was going to try to get into the Marines, but a fellow high school graduate convinced me to join the Navy.  Nearly 24 years later, I retired as a Navy Master Chief Sonar Technician.

When I was in college earning my BA degree, I learned to keep a journal.  I found this a marvelous way to put down ideas and important events, at that time about my growth in the disciplines I studied, and later, about my goals in life.

One of my main goals at this time is to write my novel. I am writing a novel about a knight, a warrior maiden, and a mind reading, fire breathing, flying, graceful dragon.  It is set in the South Western toe of England, just below Wales, and at the time right after the last Roman legion left and after King Arthur reined.

For nearly ten years, I have kept a writing blog/journal at a writing site I just left.  This is my new blog/journal site.

Some of the main things that I wrote in my blog were:  My daily writing events, breakthroughs or things which kept me from writing at the time; the results of my studies on writing, which often was a sort of critique or what I had learned from various writing books; and some of my writing as my mind developed new poetry or prose.  Well, I also digressed at times and spoke on events in life which could lead to story ideas or emotions and such which are feelings that writing can spring from.

In this blog, I intend to bring over some of my past blog entries as well as post new and fresh material.  Old entries are still platforms to build new entries from.  I have learned a lot and I want to put that knowledge here rather than in a storage space to waste away.  I have plenty of time to juggle and work on that.  I do not want to hoard old data and I never want the old to get in the way of my forward progress.

I really don’t know what I have gotten into yet and I know this is all experimental.  Still, I am hoping that this is it, my final blogging ground.  Will I be read or will I be just writing to myself?  I don’t know yet, but I shall continue my blog.  Worse case scenario is that this doesn’t work as planned and that I have to move on.

But, I will not borrow trouble from tomorrow that may not materialize.  So, I boldly go forth and write where I have never written before!