tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13537757.post3352409786174513574..comments2023-10-12T01:05:43.433-07:00Comments on the gallivanting monkey: this must be the place (naive melody)Tina Rowleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13982100203591837083noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13537757.post-27009288105041846132011-02-14T01:37:54.307-08:002011-02-14T01:37:54.307-08:00Thank you, Erma. It was an awfully nice surprise f...Thank you, Erma. It was an awfully nice surprise for me, too. I hope you find license to enjoy the same thing sooner than later. <br /><br />Klee, holy smokes. That's just...what a gift. Thank you so much. Damn. (And look who's talking, wordsmith.)Tina Rowleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13982100203591837083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13537757.post-630560287203592222010-12-11T08:59:54.106-08:002010-12-11T08:59:54.106-08:00TINA. Oh my LORD, TIIIINAAAA!!!
I cannot believ...TINA. Oh my LORD, TIIIINAAAA!!! <br />I cannot believe you almost took this down. <br />I have just stumbled across it this morning, and the whole while I was reading, I was thinking to myself "She's so effortless, her thoughts and language just shape themselves so beautifully into these elegant and extremely human and poignant truths" - FOR REALZ. You are a gifted and brave writer, and thank the gods for you, seriously. <br />Write a book of these. It's food for sparrows, dear. A lot of brown, dingy sparrows out in the world, sometimes feeling low and tired of crumbs from fast food hamburgers, pecking around and getting shooed and kicked and then BAM! Out of the grey sky comes something warm and bright and LO! It is a beam of love! It is piping hot and nourishing! The sparrows feathers plump.<br /><br />Keep it coming, mama. You got the goods.kleenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13537757.post-48607541107821082822010-11-24T09:23:11.191-08:002010-11-24T09:23:11.191-08:00Tina, that was lovely. Thank you for putting it ou...Tina, that was lovely. Thank you for putting it out there. How nice that you can enjoy your memories of that time in your past again. I'll have to ponder it a while to figure out when I can do the same.ermahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03377277357464633671noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13537757.post-46923142085301241192010-11-21T19:06:50.621-08:002010-11-21T19:06:50.621-08:00And thank-you for keeping the post up. More than ...And thank-you for keeping the post up. More than anything, honesty is the most important ingrediant in writing. That's why you are such a terrific writer. Truth.<br /><br />I, as a reader, get to be Anonymous while the writer lays it all on the line. I don't think it's hyperbole to look at writing as kind of a soft martyrdom: you suffer and cringe; a reader out there somewhere is comforted.<br /><br />Specifically, I was really moved when you wrote that you dreamt that you were remembered fondly by your ex. I think that's what we all want from past loves. And then when you tell us that the fondness came from within. What a beautiful and koan-like wisdom!<br /><br />Thank you for your blog's honesty. <br /><br />"The truth will set you free. But not until it is finished with you."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13537757.post-64957904347415474662010-11-21T16:13:05.643-08:002010-11-21T16:13:05.643-08:00No, Anonymous, thank you. Really. What a relief to...No, Anonymous, thank you. Really. What a relief to discover that this has some value to anyone besides myself.Tina Rowleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13982100203591837083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13537757.post-67002637089704325402010-11-21T15:55:12.243-08:002010-11-21T15:55:12.243-08:00Thank you so much Tina. You have no idea.Thank you so much Tina. You have no idea.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13537757.post-80792937555032605432010-11-20T07:54:17.751-08:002010-11-20T07:54:17.751-08:00Thank you, Lisa. Thanks, Susanna.
You know how so...Thank you, Lisa. Thanks, Susanna.<br /><br />You know how sometimes when you shoot an arrow and it's in mid-flight, you panic that it's going to miss the mark entirely, or hit something bad, like maybe the queen's ass? I don't shoot arrows but that's what I think it's like. Anyway, sometimes I get squirrely until I hear the thud of arrow hitting target, especially when it's something really personal.<br /><br />Thank you for making the thud sound. I really appreciate it. Kisses for both of you angels.Tina Rowleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13982100203591837083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13537757.post-9095125681536573262010-11-19T19:44:11.136-08:002010-11-19T19:44:11.136-08:00Wonderful wisdom. A soft voice whispering in your...Wonderful wisdom. A soft voice whispering in your ear--forgiveness, freedom, peace. This really sings to me right now. You have a beautiful voice, Tina Rowley, don't stop talking.Susanna Burneyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09160645081386905484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13537757.post-91167281189099507462010-11-19T08:48:18.655-08:002010-11-19T08:48:18.655-08:00Oh, you goof. It's a beautiful piece of writin...Oh, you goof. It's a beautiful piece of writing. Don't you dare remove it. It's especially important to me, now, and I intend to read it five or six more times until the point sinks somewhere deep. And then, I hope, I will stop shooting myself in the foot, out of fear that someone just might want to take me dancing.Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05172930331604867335noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13537757.post-20499432237538529592010-11-18T15:49:17.833-08:002010-11-18T15:49:17.833-08:00I'm going to leave it up anyway. Stupid shame ...I'm going to leave it up anyway. Stupid shame backlash. I'm not even sure what I'm ashamed about. I'm not sure I can quite choose.<br /><br />Public displays of neurosis AND the ensuing pep talks to myself. Yes, you get everything here at the Gallivanting Monkey. I'll just go ahead and post a picture of myself in my underwear in a few minutes.Tina Rowleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13982100203591837083noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13537757.post-76062300766885883482010-11-18T15:43:04.019-08:002010-11-18T15:43:04.019-08:00You ever feel like you've just accidentally ki...You ever feel like you've just accidentally killed a butterfly? Ugh.Tina Rowleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13982100203591837083noreply@blogger.com