Quip–a witty remark. E-Quips (think e-book or email) is hopefully a witty blog – dedicated to word play such as parodies, puns, and word parallels and stories about libraries that you may not have heard before. It has also expanded to include a few book reviews, nature and observational essays and poems, stories about military and veterans, and tips about writers and writing. It has evolved into an online journal. I also include select re-blogs to admire or inspire.
Hope you enjoy the ride and the fun.
Please let me know if there is word that deserves a riff or a library that has a story to share.
rivulets merging with
creeks flowing into rivers
creating puddles and pools
until new thoughts
replace them in drips
It all flows downhill
tumbling over rocks
and occasionally themselves.
In Waters Deep'
In ocean wastes no poppies blow,
No crosses stand in ordered row,
There young hearts sleep...beneath the wave...
The spirited, the good, the brave,
But stars a constant vigil keep,
For them who lie beneath the deep.'
Tis true you cannot kneel in prayer
On certain spot and think, "He's there."
But you can to the ocean go...S
ee whitecaps marching row on row;
Know one for him will always ride...
In and out...with every tide.
And when your span of life is passed,
He'll meet you at the "Captain's Mast."
And they who mourn on distant shore
For sailors who'll come home no more,
Can dry their tears and pray for these
Who rest beneath the heaving seas...
For stars that shine and winds that blow
And white caps marching row on row.
And they can never lonely be
For when they lived...they chose the sea.
The poem is called 'In Waters Deep' and was written by Eileen Mahoney
Since Teagan has indicated that the Sisterhood shares and spreads information, they may be an early form of librarians. In honor of National Library Week and the next Journey, I wanted to interview Teagan about her Deae Matres.
By Journey 3, we have met 4 Deae Matres: Boabhan, Mercedes, Zasha, and Tahira. Will we meet other Deae Matres as the Journeys continue?
Absolutely, yes. While the Society of Deae Matres in Emlyn’s day doesn’t hold a candle to the size and power the organization once had, it is still a large and impressive group – particularly to Emlyn’s inexperienced way of thinking. We’ll learn more of their present and past.
Boabhan and Zasha seem to have their own swordsmen. Do Mercedes and Tahira have similar associates?
When I first started reading high fantasy, one thing that intrigued me was how the authors left certain details of relationships to the reader’s imagination. Zasha and Tajín have a backstory, and romance is hinted at, but not confirmed. Boabhan and Hallgeir have a completely different backstory. Bits of both stories are revealed later when they impact the plot.
However, to your question, in this world, sisters of the Society may or may not have a swordsman who travels with them. In the backstory of the Deae Matres, such arrangements were structured into their organization, but not any more. In Zasha’s day, those arrangements might come about for any number of reasons. In any era, many Deae Matres sisters travel independently. That is true of Mercedes and Tahira, at least in the timeframe of this story.
The Deae Matres seem to live a very extended lifespan. Is that accurate? I do not think they are immortal, but if they are…
The sisters of the Society vary in age, but no, they have a normal human lifespan. You may be thinking of hints I’ve made about Boabhan. The Woman in Green is unlike the other sisters – but that has nothing to do with her being Deae Matres.
How do girls/women become Deae Matris?
There would have been a process in ages past. In Zasha’s day, if enough of the sisters agree that a woman is versatile and knowledgeable enough the Society will approach her. I didn’t “get into the weeds” with that for this story. Maybe for a future series… (winks)
Zasha, for instance, seems to have a small crush on Taigin. Do any of the Deae Matres marry their swordsmen or would that be a reason to have to leave the Society of Deae Matres?
See the question 2 for the answer.
Was Haldis, the Watcher, ever a Deae Matres?
Ah… Haldis is intriguing – mysterious in part because she is so damaged. More about her will be revealed as the Journeys continue.
Was/is Queen Ailbine a Deae Matres?
In fleshing out the history of Emlyn’s world, I mention several past rulers. That history comes into play in some details of the story. Various ghosts from the past interact with Emlyn. Queen Ailbine is one of these. Since Emlyn has difficulty knowing whether she’s talking to a ghost or a living person, Emlyn has learned to pay attention to details of their clothing and manner before she starts talking out loud to what turns out to be a ghost. Spirits from the past sometimes show up to make sure Emlyn is aware of something important, as Queen Ailbine did. Getting the message from a queen, made her pay more attention to it than she would have if one of the serving maids had pointed out what was happening. At other times, the ghosts simply come to her because she can see them.
Do the Deae Matres have a central authority figure or is it more rule by the more senior and/or dynamic members?
A question I’ve learned to ask myself when writing is “Does it advance the plot?” The structure of the Society does not impact the plot, so I don’t dig too far into the politics this world. As with most groups, the older, senior members tend to hold more authority than the newer ones.
Some routes are mapped out
or are they now GPSed?
Who determines our path:
us or the wind or fate?
Is the path of least resistence
really the easiest?
Set a course
harness the wind,
tack as necessary,
hand on the tiller.
Be the master
of your own fate!
Derrick had me with the primary picture of three volumes called Hours in a Library.
During the night I began to realise that, although ‘Monkey’ by Wu Ch’eng En was snuggled up in the novels section of the library, there was no Gibbon among the shelves that I thought had been accurately filled yesterday. That meant that there had to be another History container somewhere among the 24 left to empty. This morning’s search demonstrated no such luck.
To celebrate, enjoy a brew
If it tastes good, then make it two
Poets, preachers and just plain sinners
All agree that it's a winner
Except to me, its just a waste
I've never been able to acquire the taste.
A childhood without books — that would be no childhood. That would be like being shut out from the enchanted place where you can go and find the rarest kind of joy.” Astrid Lindgren
From the Imagination Library webpage:
About Dolly Parton’s Imagination Library
Dolly Parton’s Imagination Library is a book gifting program that mails free, high-quality books to children from birth to age five, no matter their family’s income.
After launching in 1995, the program grew quickly. First books were only distributed to children living in Sevier County, Tennessee where Dolly grew up. It became such a success that in 2000 a national replication effort was underway. By 2003, Dolly Parton’s Imagination Library had mailed one million books. It would prove to be the first of many millions of books sent to children around the world.
The benevolent sun
and the meandering breeze
bathed us in a soft afternoon
allowing us to continue
to bask in wine's afterglow
where it drifted with
lamb's wool clouds.
When was the last time you opened a map
the paper kind that sat on your lap
Used your finger or magic marker
to trace the route before you parked her?
Some marked the stops for gas or food
no mention if either was cheap or good,
maybe updated once a year
no indication if the route was clear.
Nowadays we use our phone
a voice that seldom leaves us alone
a gentle correction if you miss a turn
some of us take longer to learn.
The theme for National Library Week (April 4-10, 2021), “Welcome to Your Library,” promotes the idea that libraries extend far beyond the four walls of a building – and that everyone is welcome to use their services. During the pandemic libraries have been going above and beyond to adapt to our changing world by expanding their resources and continuing to meet the needs of their users. Whether people visit in person or virtually, libraries offer opportunities for everyone to explore new worlds and become their best selves through access to technology, multimedia content, and educational programs.
Almost every day this week celebrates some aspect of libraries and the people who work in them.
What is your favorite thing to do in a library? Has your library reopened? Have you used your library during the Pandemic?
People are like Easter eggs
of many different hues
some you find immediately
others found with clues
A few of them are basket cases
some of them are rotten
some of them just roll arouond
others lie in cotton
You cannot always judge the egg
by the color of it's shell
Pretty is as pretty does
You need the taste and smell
I tried to write a Zombie poem
but all my thoughts went numb
Maybe the Zombie ate my brain
which is why this poem is dumb.
Last night while I was fast asleep,
he dined upon my brains
leaving a mass of noodled thoughts
like limp spaghetti strains
Poetry month is here once more
just like it was the year before
Limericks, sonnets, and other forms
follow rules and the usual norms
Some poems seem to meander around
with a purpose that is seldom found
Ego poetry is not a gift
Like an unwanted guitar riff
Some like structure, some like rhyme
some think it is quite sublime
Other think of Dr. Suess
While other wonder what's the use.
I'll try to write a poem a day
Even with nothing worth while to say.
This is a re-blog from Rick and Lavinia Ross’s Salmon Farm Blog. I think that Thelonius may be a time traveler from the constellation, Capricorn.
“So, while things are budding out and getting underway this month, we will emerge from our Gopher Hole of tales from about the farm, and tell the story of a goat. Not just any goat, but one that could have come straight from the imagination of Ray Bradbury or Rod Serling. We encountered this very unusual animal during one of our travels up to Washington in 2005. Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you the story of Thelonious Goat.”
Saturday seemed to be drive your big pick-up truck around Front Royal, Virginia and share your political points of view.
On 55 east, heading out of Front Royal, we sat at a red light behind a large, black and white Chevrolet pick-up with the owner exercising his first and second amendment rights in white lettering on the window at the back of his cab. The top line had a silhouette of an assault rifle pointing at an Impeach Northam (Virginia’s Democratic governor). Underneath that was a white Trump Pence sign.
Later in the day, we saw two different F-151 Ford pickups flying large F**K Biden flags . The second one had the added line of “F**k you too if you voted for him.”
The next morning along the Interstate outside Front Royal, we saw three large crosses on a hillside. The largest one in the middle had an American flag hanging from either side of the horizontal portion of the cross. This was the first time I have ever seen a cross used as a flag pole.