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WWII – in memorial

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Once upon a battlefield
I stood where heroes fell,
where brothers, sons and lovers paused
to hear death’s tolling knell.

Once upon an open sea
I sailed where deep remain
the bodies of courageous men
who, by war were sadly slain.

Once upon the azure blue
I drifted through the crimson cloud
where valiant fighters dealt with death
to die alone in sullen shroud.

I’ve felt the moments summoned.
I’ve seen the grave despair.
I’ve witnessed every breath so gained
and every soul laid bare.

I’ve shed a tear not meant for me,
but for the uncaressed
that ne’er again felt warmth of love
before their final rest.

To their souls my prayer,
my honor and my truth,
that they be blessed eternal,
and blessed in memory’s youth!

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I Know You’re Mad at United but… (Thoughts from a Pilot Wife About Flight 3411)

Always good to hear both sides of the story, and get the facts. Fly United.

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If there’s one thing I have learned over the years, it’s that there arealways two sides to every story.

On April 9th, a very unfortunate incident played out on United Flight 3411, the video of which has since gone viral causing a mass social media uprising with an ‘off-with-their-heads’ mentality. I mean, across the board. Fire ’em all and let the gods sort it out later.

Look, I get it. When I first saw the video I was appalled too. To say that it was inflammatory would be putting it mildly. But it was also a situation that was escalated far beyond the boundaries of necessity.

If a federal law enforcement officer asks me to exit a plane, no matter how royally pissed off I am, I’m going to do it and then seek other means of legal reimbursement. True story.

Knowing what I know about airport security, I’m

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Rewrite: Again and Again

I’m slowly learning the art of proofreading, or should I say rewriting, and rewriting again. There is a difference between writing something and making sure all the punctuation and spelling is correct, and writing something to show action, grasp the reader, and not use any exclamation points. I had no idea; until I decided to write a fiction novel.

I’ll give you an example. “Millie was mad because her husband was late and dinner was drying out, then the dog peed on the rug!”         OR         “Millie looked at the clock one more time wondering if her husband had been in an accident. She tried adding some more milk to the dried-out casserole, but ended up throwing the mixing spoon into the sink when she spotted the puppy peeing on the rug.”

The first example has no misspelled words and has correct punctuation, but leaves the reader with a ‘who cares’ attitude. The second example shows the reader Millie’s frustration without using the word frustrated. Showing action, not telling, is an art form I am slowly improving at. I spent a portion of my morning reading about the current publishing trend that takes all exclamation points out of text. I’m still having trouble with that one. I learned in school an exclamation point was used instead of a descriptive word, like yelled. The thought now, is if the writing doesn’t tell you someone is yelling, it needs to be rewritten so it does. Again and again.

I’m also learning you can’t depend on just spell-check to keep you from needing to proofread because if you use the correct word, but the wrong spelling, the computer won’t tell you. Depending on the publishing year of Word you have installed on your computer, it will also tell you something is wrong when you know it isn’t, like the spelling of a street name, or a Jewish word.

Writing is a favorite past-time of mine, but it can also be very frustrating. I think I have made something perfectly clear and when six people read the same piece of my work, three of them don’t get my meaning. I guess it’s sort of like a doctor that doesn’t explain things because he knows what he is talking about, but you, as the patient, haven’t got a clue.

I’m always rewriting; writing never seems to be totally done. The good thing is, I learn from others who proofread my work, to be a better proofreader for myself.

 

 

It’s Singles Awareness Day and once again the National Day of Calendar has surprised me. I expected a discourse on loneliness, but the write-up pointed out there are quite a few benefits to being unattached. Singles can come and go as they please with no regard to a partner’s schedule, wants or needs.  Career opportunity?  A single doesn’t need to consult a spouse before accepting an offer or deciding to move.  It’s also easier for a single to keep up healthy habits. There isn’t anyone to sabotage their efforts to work out and eat right.  Singles also tend to be more self-reliant.

I like to have the positive pointed out. It makes me feel good inside and out. I have been on both sides of this coin and could tell you stories all day about my feelings at the different times, but I would probably lose your interest quickly, so, let’s think about a specific type of single.

I am now in the age group that my families, our friends, and the neighbors are finding themselves in the widow and widower category. Single by the passing of time. I think death, even though being a natural part of living, is the cruelest part of life. The other day, a close friend was over. She lost her husband to pancreatic cancer two and a half years ago. She made the comment, “I am lost.” She still has the same job, the same house, her daughter and family are close-by, but without her husband to share the path of life with, she feels lost. I knew him well and miss him too.

When I was working in retail, a large portion of our customers were in the retired group. We would hear of someone losing their spouse so I would give them a little more TLC when they came in. I often heard the remark, “I’m single now, our married friends don’t include me anymore because it’s hard to have an extra person when playing cards or at the dinner table.” How sad is that? I’m sorry that it is a reality.

If I might suggest, when you see someone you know is single, and doesn’t want to be, smile at them and speak. You don’t have to ask how they are, just acknowledge them with some attention. It could be the bright spot in their day. Sometimes all a single needs is someone to be aware.

 

Christmas in Seattle

Dedicated to Dack S.

I’m looking forward to football season, or should I say the start of the games that get the teams into the playoffs.  I don’t pay much attention to the pre-season games because I’…

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