I’m Up For It #writingchallenge #TBR

 Good morning friends! In my current state of inspiration, I decided to follow Dan’s lead and participate in  the writing challenge hosted by Myths of the Mirror. Dee’s prompt for today is #TBR. Visit her blog at the link to get details about how her system works. 

In short, TBR refers to those lonely books waiting patiently for us to turn or return our attention to them. While most folks say they don’t use e-readers, I am different in that I do both. I love a great book in hand, smelling the pages, looking at the illustrations, seeing the typed print on the page, etc. But in my current circumstance it is not possible to have all my treasured friends with me so I must depend on the electronic readers I have. Notice I said ‘readers’, as in plural. This serves several purposes since some venues offer better deals and services than others as well as the ease of reading several books at once.As Dan stated, I also like to read different things for different moods. For me it might be horror, humor, metaphysical, autobiography or fantasy. Heck, I’m also reading a dictionary of theory-Archimedes to Hawking. I feel somehow it exercises my critical thinking gray matter. 😂

It is a more common conundrum than I realized until recently. My current list of reads, aside from Beta reading for some wonderful writer friends, include:

Immigrant Secrets (John Mancinci)

Wisdom Codes (Greg Braaden)

What If (Shirley MacLaine)

Secret Teachings of All Ages

Armada (Ernest Cline)

The Hunger Games (Suzanne Collins)

Archimedes to Hawking

Not to mention I am perpetually reading the various Harry Potter books just to keep me hopeful in this uncertain world. 

Like dutiful soldiers 

they stand

waiting,

anticipating

their call to duty~

ready to share 

their words

of adventure-

indentured

to my folly.

golly!

All I need is 

more time-

what crime 

is it

to want to live 

and breathe?

My mind seethes

with impatience

for my impudence.

common sense 

dictates

balance,

a delicate dance 

between 

the real 

and the imagined.

Soon I will relent

and sit, content

to while away my hours

locked in ivory towers

or

soaring to the stars,

skulking in smoky bars

while I ponder

life’ mysteries

and humankind’s

histories.

Calming rain plunks

on the metal roof

and Nature is aloof.

Perhaps she, too,

has a TBR list-

or maybe she just rests.

Cheryl K Pennington

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