Flying is throwing yourself at the ground and missing.

by Kanienke (Ganien)

This is the second post in a guest series titled Falling or Flying.  See here for more info.

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Meet my good friend Ganien. (He's beary thoughtful.)

Meet my good friend Ganien.
He’s beary good to me. 🙂

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I’m a little bit scared of heights so falling and flying are equally uncomfortable activities for me.

Falling is awkward, and it is a lot worse than flying; it implies a certain lack of preparedness on your part. I don’t like being unprepared. So when I imagine falling, it begins with a misstep and ends with me plunging uncontrollably downwards, accelerating and suddenly realizing I forgot to put on pants that day. Then I sort of wonder what kind of corpse they will find at the bottom, like, “What a mess this is… but wait, was this guy not wearing pants?” Continue reading

How I Deal With Change

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by Jayne Ayres

This is the first in a new series of guest posts. For more information, click here.

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Jayne

Jayne’s Diary Incarnate

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How I deal with change of my own was difficult. I can talk about it as if I understand it but I think it doesn’t matter what I say or think. Change just IS, irregardless of me. I have found my own personal change to be static and relentless in it’s need but I feel it’s a mental mercurial process. Continue reading

Falling or Flying

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GUEST AUTHOR EVENT:  AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION REQUESTED

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Each guest author this week will be identified by a captioned photo: clicking the image will take you to the home page of the author’s blog.

Hello Dear Readers,

As some of you know, I have, in the past, provided a prompt and invited guest authors to write here on Temperature’s Rising.  I’ve found it a great way for my audience to get to know new authors, and vice versa.  This week you will be seeing a series of guest posts on this blog, written by friends – old and new.  The prompt this time…

Well, I guess the best thing to do is just let you figure out the prompt – or the gist of it, anyway – by reading the invitation I sent to the participants: Continue reading

I get crazy pussy in the morning.

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Jealous?

You should be.

Not everyone can be a pussy magnet. Continue reading