Barbara J. HambyAuthor & Poet |
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Like Whad’ja Say?It seems as if American slang, along with the absence of diction, makes the conversation of young people unintelligible to many of us oldsters. The insertion of “like” about every three words, and “you know” at the end of many sentences doesn’t help comprehension any. When I was in a public elementary school in California in the early 1930’s, I… click here to continue November, 23rd, 2004 Rest in PeaceI have been searching for the noble values in this country that our president pompously brags about. Yes, they are around, but not among politicians, high-ranking business moguls, and certainly they are absent among many high-paid athletes. This latest debacle in the N.B.A. is, finally, so egregious that even athletic officials can’t ignore it. It would be unfair to tar… click here to continue November, 22nd, 2004 Let Me ThinkIn this fast-paced society, it seems as if we must be zapped now and then by a virus or an injury, so that we may have time to think. As a writer, I sometimes feel guilty just sitting and thinking, unless I’m thinking about what I’m going to write next. I remember a boss I had years ago at… click here to continue November, 21st, 2004 My Poetry Muse ReturnsToday I welcomed back my poetry muse. I just finished a poem in which I dumped my sad feelings because my dear friend of more than sixty years is dying. Her email this morning told me she’d had a bad night last night. I stared at my computer screen for a long time, tears running. What should I say to… click here to continue November, 20th, 2004 The Worry ButtonWe probably all know, at some level, that worrying is a waste of time and energy. It’s been said that most of the things we worry about never happen. However, I’ve noticed that quite often when I’m trying to push the Don’t Worry button, something I didn’t have sense enough to worry about sneaks around and bites me in the… click here to continue November, 19th, 2004 Memoir StrugglesIt occurs to me that, if you are going to write memoirs and don’t want to be overwhelmed by the project, you should start at about age ten. At my age, the proposed document looms ahead of me like a giant whale with its mouth gaping open. I have a few general life stories I’ve collected over time, and I’ve… click here to continue November, 18th, 2004 Ought FourFour years into this decade, I still hesitate to write ‘04 or 2004 on my checks. When the date appears on my computer, it usually pops up automatically when I type the first few letters of the month. For most of my life, dates that included such low numbers were not part of my history, but suggested ancient times when… click here to continue November, 17th, 2004 |