Welcome to John E. WordSlingers’ Nudged Sketches of Flighty Things

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BEGETS OF AUTUMN

WWWorrrrrrdddsssslllllllliiiinnnngggggggerrrr
is a poet with 4 wheel drive, so lets go for a ride…..
\,,/_(-.-)_\,,/ ~ WordSlingers’ NUDGED SKETCHES OF FLIGHTY THINGS

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My internet writing life motto is-
Keep it poetry and poetry shall keep you.
Short Bio Hazard:

I have to take the road that Bruce Lee
took towards the Martial Arts, as an
analog “Like water”.
I take the Literature Arts of Poetry.
In the beginning I used free verse,
swift rhyming, lyrical, metal-rap-groove verse
with definition and aggression.
Now, I try different systems,
in all genres, as always,
and put them to my personal use.
Furthermore, put to use what is useful
when needed, and reject what I don’t need
at the time for a specific write.
Using no specific way, is the way,
I am the way I write, but keeping in mind,
the tools at hand. No limitations as the limitation.
With all poetry styles ( trapping, and grabbing)-
(mind locks-heart locks-spiritual locks-)
Honestly expressing oneself is difficult to do:
The poet, the creating individual is always
more important than any style or system.
Absorb what is useful, discard what is useless,
and add to what is your own.
I write my own interpretation of poetry.
Concepts behind concepts.
Dedicating to creating
creative new-original thoughts, and poetry.
I write with one hand,
but if I could write with the other,
at the same time, a different poem,
that would be to break boundaries.
As asking multi-tasking: Poetry styles separate poets.
Style is a continuous growth.
Poetry skills/tools are weapons and you have
to use all of them, to incorporate all styles.
(Move all parts of your poetry)
Put everything into it, all energy.
Rest then progress.
A true poet is constantly growing,
and when he or she are bound by a set of styles,
or a way of doing things, that’s when he,
or she stops growing.
To reach a reader you have to move
to them, advance, and retreat- advance retreat,
furthermore slide and step back, push,
and push back, circle them
( put the reader on defense),
and close them in, and hit them
with the best closure.
Poetry is like water, flexible, it has to go somewhere..

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SANCTUARY OF AUTHENTICITY: THE ANGELS TUNING FORK screenplay XI by John E. WordSlinger

Posted in Clairvoyance, Faith Poetry, History Poetry, John E WordSlinger, Screenplay, Slingtionarious on January 27, 2020 by John E WordSlinger

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SANCTUARY OF AUTHENTICITY:

THE ANGELS TUNING FORK

screenplay XI by John E. WordSlinger

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The Life of Friar & Poet Thomas of Celano: 13 Centuries after the resurrection of Jesus Christ, Thomas writes a poem about Judgement Day as he writes hagiographies about the life of Francis of Assisi, born Giovanni di Pietro di Bernardone, informally named as Francesco, an Italian Catholic friar, deacon and preacher.

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TURN KEY a screenplay #X by John E. WordSlinger

Posted in Screenplay, Slingtionarious on December 6, 2019 by John E WordSlinger


TURN KEY

a screenplay #X

by John E. WordSlinger

A corrupted town ‘Coltsville, Illinois, U.S.A. involved in illegal teeth commodity trading, and silence is the only way to stay alive.

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0848RX3B5

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CHINESE MEN, opium drug lords,
 
MATT HEMINGS, a mix breed, with auburn hair, and hazel eyes. He be Irish and American Native, although a red, white and blue just do the right dang thing will you kind of man, and he’s a Great Spirit fearing man. People seemed to be afraid of his intelligence, the way he carries himself they’d say. He’s a book and dirt road smart person, of course, he’s a Wappelo-Hillbilly, and a new dam Yankee.
 
ASHER TOWNS, local contractor and lawyer. A solid man, clean cut, blue stern eyes, a glimpse of him you could tell, the man mastered the measuring stick, and a master of tools. As MATT looked at him, ASHER combed his mustache with his fingers, and then one knew, ASHER knew mankind, and mans laws.
 
BARBER LEWIS KELLS, a tall man, with a long face, and pouchy lips, furthermore his hair be red, bushy on the sides, and at top, his hair recedes, and his brown eyes were unlike any other person with brown eyes.
 
MRS. ELIZABETH GREENWOOD was THOMAS GREENWOODS wife, and he be the towns banker. The U.S.A. Banking officer. She be beautiful, with brown eyes and hair, that was always kept up, and pinned back. She be a trivia type of lady, everything touched her.
 
CHRISTINA BURZ, her hair braided beautifully like no other, with two rolls rolling back down the middle, way past her shoulder, and the sides of her hair be tightly pulled to the two rolls on each side. Her dress stopped above, covering her breasts and that was as high as the top of the dress went. Exposing her smooth skin, shoulders, and her luring neck.
 
BLACK SMITH FRANK LOCKWOOD, a blacksmith. He be a tall handsome man, with long dark hair, blue eyes, and a mustache that tops a smile that makes everyones day for them.
 
ELSY WHEELER, a seamstress. She be tall, with short dark hair, and deep dark eyes, furthermore held a stern beauty.
 
REX ‘SPLINTER’ WATERS, a short haired, clean shaven man. His stare was always the same, one brow up, that eye was his spear eye, and the other brow and eye was clearly looking directly to you, waiting for your defense. Seemed scary was fun to him.
 
DR. ZANE SHULE, a scary looking man,
 
SHERIFF PAUL WALLACE, an even more scary looking man,
 
HOTEL MAID MARCIA ROBBINS, a beautiful Spanish woman, curvy and short,
 
PRAIRIE MARY DIVIN, beautiful in every way, sandy blonde hair, and blue eyes. She was a master at accents,
 
PREACHER DUNN, short and stocky, full of grace,
 
BANKER THOMAS GREENWOOD, a typical greedy bastard, with that I can take out a bank robber look,
 
FARMER CLAY PEABODY, a double crosser all around,
 
MR. TEMPLE, a big man, & SON-BYRON, a younger version of his father,
 
LESTER, a crazy and smart black man,
 
DR. PIERRE SAPPINGTON, a sharp dressed man,
 
SALVADOR, a big Hispanic with a star tattoo under his left eye,
 
ANTHONY, a big half breed American Native and Irish man, more threatening than Salvador once one looked closer at him.
 
FARMER WILLIAM CALL, a family man, stern and strong,
 
MARSHALL SKINNER, a tall, short blonde haired man with a trimmed thick mustache, once seen one could tell he was a man whom only resorted to violence when it was absolutely essential, but to be deadly efficient in its use as a last resort,
 
MARSHALL McDOWELL, a short stocky man, medium length dark haired man, with a goat-tee, once seen you could tell he was a worker, maybe a forty-niner, and seemed fearless, as though he has been shot a time or two,
 
SAMUEL SEATON, a bright feller, a Washington newspaper man,
 
SHAWNEE 1 RED MOON, a tall man with a mohawk,
 
SHAWNEE 2 BLACK HOOF, tall and stocky, with long hair,
 
The Coltsville Newspaper man writing obituaries.

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THE ASYLUM COOK & THE WEATHER WOMAN screenplay by John E. WordSlinger #9

Posted in Screenplay, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , on October 5, 2019 by John E WordSlinger

A young couple, the man works as a cook at an asylum, and his wife goes to school to be a weather lady… Both have the perfect careers: The weather person gets paid the same if they are wrong or right. The world seems crazy so feeding them well, you do the observation… The weather and the insane are somewhat similar; they drool, snarl, and cry. Sunshine well that’s when times are fine, or are they?

I am Brindley and this be Laurie and we are the Boggs. I fight Mental Illness Stigma, and She fights for Solutions on Climate Change…

Front Cover by Guilherme Gomes
Back Photo Portrait by Olan L. Smith

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John E Wordslinger’s The Asylum Cook And the Weather Woman is an outstanding screenplay, giving an equal depth of life to all characters including the central characters, Brindley & Laurie : a young couple who represents the struggling beings of modern days. The variety of thoughts here is eclectic. This book allegorically shows how life is the weather itself and how we don’t need to be at an insane asylum to become crazy by walking over the thin thread of our sanity, just a windy storm of everyday life is enough… Here, the life of Laurie with her tears of joy wishing to hold her baby daughter brings ‘Faith’ of living in hope to all of us. Author Wordslinger’s wonderful depiction truthfully presents us that there is darkness all around us, but there is also an exit made of light to escape the dark. Indeed the moment of illumination in the end invites the audience to stay positive in any kind of social approach in today’s world. _Munia Khan

https://www.amazon.com/dp/1702661164?ref_=pe_3052080_397514860

https://www.openscreenplay.com/screenplay/the-asylum-cook-and-the-weather-woman/script

 

Cast of Characters:

CARA
(Mid twenties, and looking out the cell-room window, she’s tall, long feathered shiny black hair, and blue eyes. All about her be sexy, mostly dominate, it be in her eyes. When she looks at you know she knows what she’s doing)

BRINDLEY
(He be in his forties with brown hair, and brown eyes. He is fit, and walks with a gentle smooth but intimidated stride through the parking lot to the psych ward where he works)

LAURIE
(My wife has been going to school to be a weather forecaster to analyze atmospheric simulations from some of the most powerful computers on the planet. To collect observed data from stations, satellites, and buoys worldwide. I am smart but she my beautiful wife with her soft blonde hair, and never forget her cheeks, furthermore blue silverish eyes, has mastered physics, calculus, computer science, and of course, atmospheric science.)

GREGG
(Dark hair and tall. He is in his thirties, and he glows with, yes I am a smart ass, and one thing on my mind, sex)

NURSE ANNE
(In her fifties, short, and heavy. Dyed blonde hair, robotic, always looks irritated, and surely scornful.)

NOVAJIA
(In her thirties, a beautiful women, dressed with taste, and dignity, although hiding something, secret be she be a nympho)

LESS (a young man, a 300 pound orderly)

DEBBIE (LAURIES best friend, and college classmate, and in her twenties, short blonde hair, sassy, and funny.)

DR. COLTRANE (in his forties, short, seemed isolated, and perverted all his life, and not a notion of the heaven be going on in outer reality.)

PROFESSOR KING (a tall man in his late 30’s with long hair, and wore tinted seeing glasses. He talked with a clear, and smooth voice.)

DOCK SIMPSON (Chief Meteorologist, the great cadet of meteorology from world war two. He is in his sixties, wore glasses, stern, happy, and full of light.)

DOCTOR FLORES, (in his forties, a thick, squat man, with a large dark and flat face, and no speculation in his eye)

THREE DETECTIVES, in their 50’s a blonde, brunette, and red head.