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If this is your first visit since I added the Internet Defence League banner via widgets during site updates, I hope it behaves well for you as it has for me and not been a nuisance while browsing…

Eventually I’ll make a hub page here I think perhaps, but I’m supposed to be in poetry class and i’m being treated poorly enough by tutors already and can’t fall behind any more for personal reasons or others… lol, as if…

So, nearly forgot geography and I’ll be climbing a lot of stairs and blowing dust off old books for a change cos the computers are down in the geoeco-wing and I’ve only got till Thursday to deliver on a project and I’ve a reblog to catch up on for ICT practical and then there’s story telling with sculpture, class… and I can’t remember how many things I SAID I might be able to do for supplementary learning aka socialising, but I have now made a sorta calendar stretching to the end of¬† week 1 July to keep track of before they let me off campus for another rip-roaring party like an animal UNLESS I’ve done my homework and NOT dobbed the professor whoozit in… now when reach the top of the stairs can I remember how to turn a page…?

(and will I get busted for dust?!)

deep breath…

One Step Beyond | Snailzpace Daily (Homeward Bound)

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It’s not my eyes so much as the trouble but the cogs, wheel and wires… it didn’t look like I’d just being doing a blogging course when I looked at my other blog, and I’m sure this one’s not right yet yet either but had enough of dragging widget bars about and trying to navigate menus in a dashboard. Plenty of stuff on the boil, in writing that is, but it looks like two weeks worth of washing up to do (I kid you not- but then I have just had fifteen complete strangers over to a drop-in and out party this weekend! One day I’ll learn…!

I’m sure they did offer to contribute to doing dishes – some even suggested recipes and helped with ingredients – but with humous and crisps and chocolate aglore and pre-pepped stirfry veg there was little need for much culinary effort at all – and plenty bought fizzy pop, cookies and nibbles so there was plenty to fill up with ūüôā

It’s just a shame I spent ever since I woke up again yesterday evening that I’ve been so busy catching up with study stuff and what-not that I’ve forgotten to eat again! Good thing I cooked breakfast before hitting the hay.

Now 9am is approaching fast and I’ll be dreading the landlord’s knock as usual and completely ignoring the door, most likely making¬† a dash for the back yard with the dog and glad there’s no access to be caught out there.

So, back to my poetry class in a while later, cos I stayed for the theory arriving early enough and had to make a lot of notes, not written any poetry yet mind. Reams on the quality of the course material (and how the page made me think it’s a poor secretary putting it together – but then isn’t that what an editor IS essentially?) I shouldn’t take the piddle but the prompt is water and I already had my droplet thrown in…

…and how the way the assignment information’s presented switched my brain to you can NOT write that and you have to play with paint and do maths to manage soemthing for this task, but I’ve not even tried yet…

And falling out with teacher’s again…typical disagreement over correct pronunctiation (simile spoken “see-me-lee”, I have NEVER heard in my life, but I did skip most English class in school) and I’m sure you CAN tell…and interpreted meaning of a word such as explicit – explicit makes me think of expletives / “offensive language” rather than specific or pointed – but that’s the fault of the music industry and the nanny state with their “Explicit Lyrics” stickers ruining my nice new CDs last tiem I ever bought any – wonder if they still do that and how necessary is / was it.

In simile…and how a longer piece of text than a sentence can be a simile? Maybe I have a simile-an personality, being the kind of person who’ll play music with “bad” language, and sing along, even with children around (if they’re mine and when I forget the Japanese walls and sensitive neighbours who I thought must be out) because it’s only language and it’s expressive – but I don’t usually want to read or write such language – unless to annoy an objectional teacher by putting it in quotation marks and making a character say it…

Ask me to write explicitly and I just don’t don’t want to, my bad manners kick in (oh for ska! – if only there was a music player, or rather if only I’d update my spotify and forget again that you can’t get bugger all playtime enough on a free program even if you did subscribe for months while you had no internet access to even sort out cancelling it and couldn’t sort anything out with no phone and no net…) EXPLICIT LANGUAGE… but then so it’s ok to hear swearing in songs or speech but not see it? I confuse myself like that sometimes, mis-wired or something, often in two places at once, definitely rusting. Maybe I’m simile-an… it’d be better than being¬†English¬†for sure! I’ll work myself out one of these days… snailzpace, as usual

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Chocolate box… All Gold …

From: the box of chocolates as a writing form...A collection of unique and separate chocolates forms a greater whole. ...writing a dozen mini-pieces 25-35 words each ...should not form a dialogue, advance a plot, or otherwise interact with one another.  However, they should be unique.  You might vary the style in each one, offer viewpoints from 12 different perspectives, or devise 12 different formatting techniques.  Whatever strategy you choose, the twelve pieces should look like a coherent whole when they’re juxtaposed in your post.

1 approacheveningglowanticipategrowthspiralslifeovereyewalkinstickwaferscribes                                                                        layersleavestrainaspirerootssoilpaYperCOINmarksbenchwhollywinedayleafbread

2      thrown glossy forms fused powder Рdeform  speckleduckblue panthflyer case thru minority norms Рmissing numbers Рwall falls

3¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† novel detection you will be part of uneven performance spoken word …wrap round world fabric8 hung¬†UN chain timedblate global village graviTate

4¬†¬† labelled and listened recorded and glistened struck lightning and dove lion roaring………………above german shepherd IN ruff leap of faith totem LOVE

5 mirrored waves ripple gently passed away over surface under depth monologue an reflects a long broken path obsolescence

6 The hunter stands tall, glass-caged, upon layered sands of drifting time. Armed, equipped and ready to report, longso…,… longso, … before the egg eating egret.

7¬†¬†¬†¬† i stomped, aye stampede, eye stamped – every minute attended N seconded: classified taxonomy… snap, picture, shot; journeyed pepper pot: price user group relief – truth tabled.

8   profile, profound, provincial providenceglorious colour swathed carnivalesque curves capture audience gaze in endearing embrace.

NB:-I’m afraid we couldn’t resist eating chocolates 9, 10, 11 and 12 – it was only two each as we shared – Summar says she’ll replace them tomorrow, honest! (Summar’s a bit of a Letter/word player for her “art form”, and another of our colleagues describes our city’s contemporary art gallery as her chocolate box – so we made this in thought of her while she’s a bit unwell).

Each piece is unique because they’re flavoured by elements of exhibitions we’ve seen there between us over the last few years and not in any particular order but each piece containing only elements relevant to that one particular exhibition, not mixed.

We were supposed to be getting some other articles together for our project blog but never mind, this was a fun collaborative task to play with for a bit longer than we should have. Apparently if I’m stuck for something to do i can expand the article and provide reference information for each piece relating to each different exhibition that we’ve represented! I might take a while doing that, if at all, but perhaps will have a go at re-presenting it differently and perhaps completing – once we’ve got a full box of chocolates again rather than a third scoffed.

It is a tough task writing over a box of chocolates and resisting consumption – and I’d hoped 25-35 words each would be a quick task or I might not have agreed to tackle that challenge tonight. By the way, one or two of the chocolates only has 18 or so words but we’ve not cheated and nibbled that’s just the design…

Chocolate box… All Gold …