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About This Author
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All fingers and thumbs
A blog on my personal writing process. Just random thoughts, notes, and other stuff. Don’t know yet what that will be like. Am exploring possibilities and pulse towards an unknown future. Let’s find out! Here are challenges and activities stored.
"Invalid Item"  2017
"The Soundtrack of Your Life" 2020
"Resurrection Jukebox" 2020
"NaNoWriMo Write-A-Thon" 2020/21
"The Fiction Writer's Toolbox" 2020
"October Novel Prep Challenge" 2021(The Shanhaijing Prophecy)
Neil Gaiman's Masterclass 2019
"a very Wodehouse challenge" 2024
Template Worldbuilding 2024
"Barrel of Monkeys" [E] 2024
September 30, 2024 at 6:24am September 30, 2024 at 6:24am
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Day 10
Leonard Cohen with Waiting for the Miracle, 2015 from the album The Future (1992)
One of the most beautiful Love Songs. I listen to it often!
A moody epic about wasted opportunities that eat right into your soul. I believe the “miracle” the singer is waiting for is true love, and he has shot down chances at more earthbound romance along the way and now finds himself regretful, having “waited half my life away.” This is a great lyric from start to finish.
The last day of Barrel of Monkeys. I loved listening again to these great songs. Thank you Jeff 
Lyrics:
Baby, I've been waiting
I've been waiting night and day
I didn't see the time
Yeah I waited half my life away
There were lots of invitations
And I know you sent me some
But I was waiting
For the miracle, for the miracle to come
I know you really loved me
But, you see, my hands were tied
I know it must have hurt you
It must have hurt your pride
To have to stand beneath my window
With your bugle and your drum
And me I'm up there waiting
For the miracle, for the miracle to come
Ah I don't believe you'd like it
You wouldn't like it here
There ain't no entertainment
And the judgements are severe
The Maestro says it's Mozart
But it sounds like bubble gum
When you're waiting
For the miracle, for the miracle to come
Waiting for the miracle
There's nothing left to do
I haven't been this happy
Since the end of World War II
Nothing left to do
When you know that you've been taken
Nothing left to do
When you're begging for a crumb
Nothing left to do
When you've got to go on waiting
Waiting for the miracle to come
Yeah I dreamed about you, baby
It was just the other night
Most of you was naked
Ah but some of you was light
The sands of time were falling
From your fingers and your thumb
And you were waiting
For the miracle, for the miracle to come
Ah baby, let's get married
We've been alone too long
Let's be alone together
Let's see if we're that strong
Yeah let's do something crazy
Something absolutely wrong
While we're waiting
For the miracle, for the miracle to come
Nothing left to do
When you know you've been taken
Nothing left to do
When you're begging for a crumb
Nothing left to do
When you've got to go on waiting
Waiting for the miracle to come
When you've fallen on the highway
And you're lying in the rain
And they ask you how you're doing
Of course you'll say you can't complain --
If you're squeezed for information
That's when you've got to play it dumb:
You just say you're out there waiting
For the miracle, for the miracle to come |
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