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Asking questions…

What interesting questions a child can ask his mom. Please enjoy this little glimps into our nation’s history and the history of the world.

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Christmas musings

Merry Christmas everyone!

 

Today I want to tell you about a song that resonated with me and made me think about Christmas bells in general. There is a song called Ding-a-ling the Christmas Bell by Lynn Anderson, that tells the story about a Christmas bell that was once the fanciest jingle bell in the entire town, until one day he took a fall, which caused him to ring off key. Of course, the other Christmas bells wanted nothing to do with him after that, so he slunk away. You can imagine how sad this bell was after he overheard this declaration from the other bells. Well now, the children hung him on the large Christmas tree in the town square for everyone to see. His tale doesn’t end there, because he rang out to guide Santa and his sleigh into the town to bring Christmas joy to all the children in this little town. So therefore, Ding-a-ling saved Christmas and everyone loved him for it. You can find the song on YouTube at the following link:

I sat on the front porch, enjoying the sunshine and listening to the happy, yet festive tinkling of the windchimes. They brought to mind this song that I heard on the radio yesterday, while going to pick up my daughter for Christmas. I don’t quite know why this song got stuck in my head and wouldn’t leave me alone, but I finally listened to the story within the song and played my singing bowl for inspiration. This was the inspiration for this special celebratory blog post.

 

Before I go, I have one quick question for you, my dear readers? Is there a special sound, scent, food item, light show or other aspect of the Christmas season that resonates with you during this time of year? Please share your favorite things about Christmas in the comments below.

 

Stay tuned in the new year for more character interviews, shared posts and a whole host of goodies that I have in store for you. Until 2019, I wish you and your families a very Merry and safe Christmas and a Happy and Blessed new year.

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When I am not writing…

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My answer to this question is simple, yet complex. I love to read, listen to podcasts about writing, listen to music, crochet and do other things in my spare time. The first and most important is spending time in prayer and worshiping the Lord and spending time with my precious daughter when she’s with me, and my nieces and nephews. Often times, I will go sit out on my parents’ front porch swing to contemplate my thoughts for the day. I have hada crazy last few weeks, and I have to spend time regrouping from that, so journaling is very helpful and healing for me. These are the things I do now, when I’m not writing, revising, or marketing my books.

After reading the linked post, please come back here and tell me what you do when you’re not writing or creating your own art.

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Share your World Challenge Revised

This blog post was inspired by another post I read from Lynda Lambert’s blog called Walking by Inner Vision. The original post that inspired me to write this post can be found at the following web site:

http://www.lyndalambert.com/share-your-world-challenge/

 

The world challenge can be found at this web site:

https://ceenphotography.com/2018/03/19/share-your-world-march-19-2018/

 

I actually used one question from the March 12th post and one from the March 19th post. The second question I paraphrased just a bit, so that I could answer it more effectively. Without further ado, here are my answers to the questions I chose.

 

Question: What sound or sounds do you love?

 

Answer: There are several sounds that I enjoy, some of which I find to be inspiring. Many of these sounds become fodder to get my creative juices flowing.

 

Let’s start with bells and chimes. I love the sounds of bells and wind chimes, because the vibrations of these sounds resonate through me, and often times relax me, or open me up to internal conversations with my characters. Singing bowls are categorized along with other bells and chimes, due to the fact that they ring out like a bell, when you strike them. If you want to read about the discoveries I have made about how the vibrations of a singing bowl affect me, and how I use it for worship, you can find two posts on my blog, by visiting the following links:

https://annwritesinspiration.com/2016/05/06/the-voice-of-a-singing-bowl/

 

https://annwritesinspiration.com/2016/05/05/since-the-60minute2impact-call-i-discussed-in-my-last-blog-post-i-have-found-some-recordings-and-youtube-videos-of-singing-bowls-ive-even-done-a-couple-of-musical-experiments-on-the-stainless-ste/

 

Sometimes I will look up the sounds of hand bells on YouTube, so that I can close my eyes and listen to the special vibrations of these beautiful instruments, because they can be an inspiration to me as a writer. I suggest that if you are a writer, or you simply need some stress relief, that you tune into these soothing sounds.

 

The second sound that I love is the sound of children laughing. I have a daughter, three nieces, and one nephew on my side of the family. There’s just something about the laughter of a small child that warms my heart. The laughter of a baby, as he or she is learning how to play, makes me want to laugh right along with him or her.  Sometimes this beautiful sound can bring tears of joy to my eyes. Are there certain sounds made by the children in your life, that fill your heart with joy? Do you feel this special joy down in the deepest part of the soul? Take the time to enjoy these precious moments with your “babies”, because these moments will disappear in the twinkling of an eye.

 

The final types of sounds that I love, falls under the category of music. Music for me, has several meanings. For example, I love different genres of music as we know it. However, I do not use music for mere entertainment alone, I delve deep into the music to find the heart of the melody and the harmony within. The questions I ask myself are as follows What is the message hidden within the song or instrumental work? What stories do the lyrics, and the instrumentation have to tell? How do these stories influence my life and inspire my writing?

 

The second type of music I delve into is the music of my surroundings and my environment. By this type of music, I mean the sounds of birds, wind chimes, traffic, if I am in the city, the wind, and other sounds around me, no matter whether I am in the city or at my parents’ country home. Each place has a sound scheme or natural “song” all its own. These sound schemes have a musical element that often times inspires me. I can sometimes hear the voices of my characters, or nuggets of dialogue that add to a story or piece of fiction I am working on, though someone might say something that may strike my interest and cause me to research for a blog post, or any piece of writing that I am working on at the time, or that I may work on in the future. What do you consider to fall into the category of music? How does this “music’ inspire your writing, or how does it influence your life?

 

Question; What are your favorite memories from your childhood?

 

Answer: I have several memories that I am fond of, most of which get triggered by old TB shows, old songs, or podcasts that inspire me to think back on them and bask in those special moments. For example, before my brothers were born, I remember sitting on my potty chair as a little girl. The fan was blowing cool air on me to cool me off in the heat of the summer, and I would sit for hours singing silly little songs, content as I could be. I remember playing with either a bowl and a spoon, bouncing a ball, or playing on the floor with playdough while listening to a magazine or a book on records or cassettes. Back in those days, talking books for the blind were recorded on cassettes and disks, which were recorded on a slower speed than normal for these forms of media. When listening to a book or magazine, or an album on record, I had to be very careful not to bounce too hard on the floor, because any sudden bump would cause the record to skip or become scratched.

 

Speaking of records, I also had a bunch of story books that were accompanied by records. I’d listen to the stories, and turn the pages when Tinkerbell rang her little bells. I had hours of fun listening to the stories and the songs on those records. I think I nearly wore those records out, until I started school.

 

The most special memories I had with my cousins were those times when we’d either play together, or they would read stories to me. I loved to be read to as a kid, and I still do from time to time, so when my daughter wants to read to me, I never take those moments for granted.

 

I also remember playing outside, while my mother would do work around the house. The washing machine would roar away, and I’d either play on the swing set, or I’d sit in my little toy wagon, longing for someone to pull me across the yard. When no one would pull me, I rocked the wagon, trying to get it to move by the sheer force of my body strength. There are so many childhood memories that I love, that there are too many to mention here. Before I call it a day, I have one more question I want to ask you, my dear readers. What are your favorite childhood memories, and what triggers these memories? You can either share your answers in the comments, or you can use any or all of these questions as inspiration for your own blogs.

 

Until next time, happy reading, writing, and take on your own world challenges. God bless you all, have a wonderful day.

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Reflections on your favorite books throughout your childhood and early adult years

Have you ever been in the midst of reading a really good book, and it made you thing back to the books you loved to either read for yourself or have read to you as a child?
While I have been under the weather for the last two weeks or so, I have been doing quite a lot of reading, and I started thinking about some of my favorite books from my childhood and even as a young adult. Books like King Emmit’s Pig, which I read over and over again, so much that personally I believe that I drove my mom crazy with it. Others that I can think of are Winnie the Pooh, Amilia Badilia, Remona by Beverly Clearie, and so many others. I strongly believe that the books I listened to on talking book cassettes and records or on little story book records, like Snow White and the Seven Dwarves, Thumper’s Big Race, and so many others that had story books with them and the songs on side two of the record, had influenced my decision to become a writer. I believe that those books have been my all time inspiration, and fuel for my creative imagination.

Here’s the question that I have for all you who visit, follow and read my blog. This question is especially for you writers, and I want to hear your thoughts on this topic. What were some of your favorite books as a child, or in your young adult years, and how have these books influenced your writing today? Please leave your answers in the comments below.
Happy reading, writing, and have some wonderful reflections.