Dedication to the Go Dog Go Café

Dedication to the GDGC

I want to start today’s post by saying a big thank you to everyone who joined in the “Why do you write poetry?” conversation started in the café last week. It was interesting to read about the different reasons and motivations as to why you write poetry.  Please feel free to continue and add to the conversation.

Having these chats are a big part of the vibe in the café and I hope to bring some more poetic topics to your tables in the coming weeks. If you have any ideas designed to get the conversation flowing then please let me know in the comments section and I will write something around them.

Today, I am handing the floor to Eugenia from ThusNSuch who was inspired to write Ode to a Poet, dedicated to the motivation and inspiration circulating around the Go Dog Go Café. Thank you Eugenia, and here is her dedication.

Ode To A Poet

A touch of imagination
A bit of inspiration
A tad of ideation
Sparking creation
A spot of time to spend
A message to send
A thought to lend
A chance to pretend
A mind puzzle to link
A snapshot to think
There is no brink
We must spill our ink

What thoughts or poetry has the café inspired in you so far? We would love to hear them.

Cafe Chat: Backcatablog Alisa Hutton at Dusted Words and a response poem “No Ordinary Day”

Hi.  Remember me?  S Francis here from SailorPoet.  Over the next few weeks I will be transitioning my collaborative work over to the GDG.  Hope you are all well.

Here, I revisit my backcatablog of Alisa’s work.

At long last! Alisa, thank you for your patience, but after Chuck’s comprehensive review of your work, I recognized that the work required of me for Backcatablogging had transformed. Alisa’s writing is fantastic and I am very eager to see her hang out at the cafe from time to time as it allows. First, let Chuck speak for himself with his fantastic work here:

https://thereluctantpoetweb.wordpress.com/2017/05/09/back-catalogging-the-works-of-alisa-hutton-from-dustedwords-com/

https://dustedwords.com/about/

After Chuck had provided the details, I needed to inhabit the words and find a response vehicle. I also learned that I needed to think through what backcatablogging was all about. I want to invite writers looking through the window into the cafe, spend some time learning about them and their writing, listen, read, and then inhabit their words and the worlds they create. Hopefully, I will be able find a piece of my own voice through their writing and let it prompt something that becomes a sort of hybrid.

Alisa writes about the ocean, living on the Pacific side of North America, I found a common connection with my own love for the ocean growing up on the Atlantic side of North America. So, I set myself a task of writing a found poem and ran a search on her blog for the word ocean:

https://dustedwords.com/?s=ocean

You can follow the link above to the search, and then link to the many wonderful poems that provided me the words for my response poem. My next step was to cut and paste all the lines with the word ocean in them. Then the crafting began. I challenged myself to find a narrative arc from these lines, beginning with “The ordinary day/ my ocean died.” It took some time to get to that arc, but it ended up being one about healing and a She – reading Alisa’s poems there is a “She” that runs through the lines as a character – perhaps this is the same She, or a different She. I think, mine is Ocean, my first Love.

Alisa, thank you for your words, thank you for writing, and I hope to see you around the cafe!

This is for you, distilled from your words, some lines so perfect I kept them as is:

no ordinary day

that ordinary day

my ocean died

She took my hand

led me through

my deepest fears

in Her gentle arms

breathing salt air

She whispered tides

no one would notice

they swallowed me

we drank medronho

far from the edge

where fish

offered nourishment

healing and growth

we sank we rose

She washed over me

that clear winter night

when the moon danced

dusted with magic

Spoken Word Spotlight: An Hour with Jake/Davy D.

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Welcome to Spoken Word Spotlight.  Every Wednesday, Christine will bring a writer’s words to life.  This week she brings us an introspective poem written by Barista Davy D. that really packs an emotional punch. Sit back, take a sip of coffee, close your eyes and enjoy.

If you would like Christine to highlight a piece of your writing, please contact Go Dog Go through our Contact Form or email  us at godoggocafe@gmail.com.



An Hour with Jake

 

the phone knows it’s Jake,

the ringtone changes to one

with a depressed air.

 

I think he used to be

in the military

as he always

manages to bypass

the answerphone,

 

and it rings,

and rings,

and rings,

and rings,

 

five minutes is the limit.

 

“hello,”

“hi, it’s Jake.”

“oh, hi Jake, how’s things?”

 

scripts roll.

 

his, a tale of how

his wife,

his dog,

his work colleague,

don’t understand him.

 

mine, a crafted questionnaire

designed for glibness,

adding to the

self-help deception.

 

third Thursday each

month, 7pm – 8pm.

in two years,

little has changed.

 

this week he’s convinced

the goldfish has started

swimming with its back to him.

 

some weeks I switch him

to headphones and catch up

with important things in the office.

other weeks, the negativity

hijacks me, and I slump

in the armchair and

watch the crack creep

across the ceiling.

 

the end is always the same,

Jake giving thanks for my

empathy and kindness.

me, having to wash myself

from the inside out,

with Malbec.

Ok Rewind Interview: Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha, Writer, Blogger, Poet #amwriting #interview #nonfiction

Good morning! Welcome to my  “Rewind Interview” with Jacqueline Oby – Ikocha of A Cooking Pot and Twisted Tales.

Jacqueline was my first interview ever and a successful one. She is an amazing writer and blogger. If you haven’t read her poetry book yet, please see below.  Also check out her amazing vlog on YouTube! 

This same interview will also post on my site, Mandibelle16 on my personal blog.  Make sure to visit the Cafe and my blog and keep up with my weekly Tuesday Interviews and other writing 🙂 

Every second week I do a ‘Rewind Interview,’ someone I’ve interviewed in the past. This week should be an interview of a Barista at the Cafe, but I have been too busy with projects to put an interview together. Please expect a new interview next week!


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Jacqueline Oby – Ikocha

“Personality wise, I would describe myself as a simple, deep-thinking, friendly, inquisitive, and vivacious human with multiple layers which baffle me at certain times” – Jacqueline Oby- Ikocha


1. Please Tell Us About Yourself.

My name is Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha. I’m a Nigerian-born, Dubai (UAE) resident, of Igbo heritage. The Igbo’s are a hardworking, industrious, nomadic and proud tribe of Nigeria whom can be found in almost every nook and cranny of the world, even in places that you would least expect to find them. We strive to thrive wherever we are found.

Personality wise, I would describe myself as a simpledeep thinkingfriendlyinquisitive and vivacious human with multiple layers that baffle me at certain times.

I’m an ambivert, a people person, an outspoken, and focused woman. I can own up to being a loyal and upright person and you can take my word to the bankHard work doesn’t scare me. I truly believe in encouraging others to be the best that they can be. I’m also a wife, a mother, a writer, a perpetual learner, a life-enthusiast and a die-hard optimist. I don’t believe in the word impossible.


2. When Did You Begin Writing and/or Blogging?

I actually have no conscious date as to when I started scribbling. I use the word scribbling because I would write drama series at a very young age and designate my siblings to roles that I deemed fit. I was both the story writer, the film director, and everything in-between. Sometimes my siblings fell out with me because they weren’t particularly enthused about one role or the other.

However, I consciously started taking my writing seriously and away from the realm of a hobby two years ago. My venture into blogging started on May 6, 2015, as I searched for areas to help harness my writing and opportunities to interact with like-minded people.


“As some people resort to drink or other vices of choice, writing is my vice, which is only possibly matched by reading” – Jacqueline Oby – Ikocha


4. What does writing/poetry mean to you? Why do you write?

I write for vision and clarity. I process things better when I write. I write to share thoughts that I may ordinarily not give voice to. I write to deal with issues that bother me. As some people resort to drink or other vices of choice, writing is my vice, which is only possibly matched by reading. I wouldn’t know how else to be.

My reason for writing is so strong, a lot of times, when I need my husband to understand a point that I’m probably not expressing vocally as well as I should, I write him a letter.

My heart has known peace through my writing. Some of the turbulence I experienced earlier in life have been manageable due to writing. It’s a voice that God gave me. A lot of times my husband, children, and friends marvel at the speed at which my fingers fly across the keyboard even without looking at the letters. Or they marvel at how quickly my pen flies across a journal endlessly.

It’s the way it is for me. While some people say they experience ‘writers block,’ I’m yet to experience the feeling. What I experience is insufficient time in any given day where I’m able to write the words, thoughts that flit through my mind. I have many other responsibilities which have my name written on them.


5. Where do you find your inspiration and motivation to write? Is there a time of day you prefer to write?

I see inspiration in everything. I could see a mustard colored car and a story comes to my mind. It could be the way someone wore their clothes, spoke, smiled,  or didn’t smile. Inspiration just comes. Sometimes I ask God’s Spirit to lead my hands.

I enjoy writing in the wee hours of the morning before my entire household rises, but such opportunity is becoming less. Someday’s I write late into the evening after work and other chores before I knock off to sleep. I normally wake up at 4:00 to 4:30 am and put in an hour either prepping my blog or writing something before I prepare for school runs, work, and the rest of my day.

I’ve learned to write on the goanywhere and anytime, otherwise, I’ll never find enough time during the day to write. My notepad is always ready in my bag and I can tune out if need be and scribble. I scribble all the time. Morning, afternoon, evening, night, sitting, standing, even riding the train or bus.


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Jacqueline Obi-Ikocha

6. What Are Your Most Current Writing Projects? Have You Published Or Are You Planning to Publish Any Work?

Presently, I’m working on a collection of stories, two novels, an inspirational book, and another poetry book. I’ve decided to take them one at a time because it was getting crazy. I want to focus on one work, have it finished, and then move on to other projects.

Out of The Silent Breath is my first published poetry book. I’ve done freelance writing in the past, writing content for others, as well as ghostwriting. However, I’ve decided to focus more on my own works. I still freelance when the right briefs come, but I’m planning on having my second book published by the second quarter of this year.

I honestly haven’t gotten around to submitting my works for external publication. It’s a plan in the pipeline, but for some reason, having my writing published in a magazine or otherwise, hasn’t been a driving point for me. Possibly after my second book, my mind will be more attuned to that.


“. . .[T]he joy of having one’s work published, far outweighs the challenges. The hard work involved in self-publishing, shouldn’t deter anyone.” – Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha


7. Can You Briefly Describe The Process You Experienced Publishing Your Work?

To publish in itself is not difficult, yet it isn’t easy either. Being self-published is twice as much the hard work. It includes writing, editing, publishing, marketing, and accounting (etc); however, the joy of having one’s work published, far outweighs the challenges. The hard work involved in self-publishing, shouldn’t deter anyone.

I’ve been writing for a while and sometimes when family or friends read my articles they ask me why I’m waiting to publish them. Getting to the nitty-gritty of choosing the pieces to publish, trying to edit my material, and do all the formatting myself, was where I experienced difficulty.

My days are filled to the brim. I realized that if I had to do everything myself, it would probably take forever. I outsourced the cover production and formatting to a professional. I focused on the writing and marketing; marketing is a big job.

As well, I couldn’t afford professional editing since it doesn’t come cheap, so I sought out beta readers among friends. With that said, I think that having an editor is important, especially when one embarks on writing as a career. Now I am working on a compilation of stories about 40,000 words and also motivational handbook which should hopefully be published in the latter part of this year.

To break my publishing process down:

  • I wrote.
  • Sourced beta readers.
  • Tried to do publishing myself (which took me ages).
  • I then outsourced the book cover, formatting, and uploading to a publishing firm.
  • Now, I’m focusing on marketing.

My poetry book Out of The Silent Breath is 8,660 words of poetry and roughly 82 pages. You can find it on Amazon in Kindle Books here. 


Jacqueline's Poetry Book


7. What is Your Writing Process Like?

I  don’t have a writing process per se. I try to write early in the morning before I get busy with house chores, school issues, and work. Sometimes, it means setting the alarm to wake up at 4:30 am to 5:00 am and work on a story for an hour before my family wake-up.

Throughout the day, I find minutes to center my thoughts and scribble. After dinner when everyone is settled, I blog or write until around 10:00 pm to 10:30 pm, then I retire with the present book I am reading and hopefully, fall asleep within the hour.

I write as the thoughts flow and then edit after. Many times, I find myself rising in the midst of sleep to write something that’s running around in my head.


“My reading and writing is eclectic as my personality.” – Jacqueline Oby- Ikocha


8. Do You Prefer Certain Areas of Writing Styles or Genres?

I’ve found that I’m no longer finicky about genres because having read various genres widely, I have learned information from different scenarios. I would actually refer to myself as a cross-genre writer and readerMy reading and writing is eclectic as my personality. For me, it’s what catches my thoughts of the moment. My writing could be descriptive (mainly for poetry), narrative, or persuasive to sway thoughts.

I always read a myriad of books. My book purchases in a month usually encompass books of non-fiction, fiction, poetry, romance, thriller, adventure, motivational, and self-help (etc). I try to keep it balanced.


9. Do You Have Any Advice to Aid Other Writers?

My advice would be: What is that piece of thought and writing that keeps you up at night? Which makes your inner engine rev in anticipation? Don’t give it up!

Some daysit will be hard and almost impossible to find time to sit down and put pen to paper; sit down anyways and type nonsense. Type as the words flow into your mind without any sequence. Each dayfind time to write. The time doesn’t have to be in one huge block, a lot of us don’t have such leisure. You might find a half an hour of concerted flow far outweighs an hour or two without any flow.

As well, never listen to the naysayers and please go with your heart. Fashion your own writing and leave trying to be the next whoever to someone else. Just be you. When you write from within, the writing flows and is far more compelling than trying to imitate someone else. It can be done because your words count.


10. Please Share With Us Some Of Your Writing:

I have no particular favorite piece of writing and I don’t understand why. I’ll share with you several which people have read and enjoyed. I do hope you find my writing pieces interesting:

“I Live In This Space – Personal”

by Jacquline Obi-Ikochi

*****

*****

This is the face that I live in
She stares me in the eye
each minute of my life

I have learnt to know the woman
beneath this oval-shaped
golden-toned and warm face

Her laughter lines and crinkles around the eyes
say life is too short, don’t take yourself too seriously
make the best of it while you can.

The hidden depths of her eye’s
speak of mystery and message that lurks within
they have known the joy and the sting in life’s sharp tails.

This is the face that I live in.
I wouldn’t know how to live in another face.
for this is mine. Mine alone and IT IS beautiful!

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha


Please Find More Links to Jacqueline’s Writing Below:


Thank you so much to Jacqueline for doing an interview for me on my blog. I would love to interview you too. Please let me know if you’re interested in sharing yourself and your writing. You can reach me on my Contact Page.


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The Response: My Worn and Tattered Heart-Charles/The Reluctant Poet

forlorn and forgotten
like refrigerator art
once you vowed to love me
but now we live apart

I do my best at coping now
until the teardrops start
falling on the surface
of my worn and tattered heart

but someday soon I’ll feel the Spring
and Sunshine on my face
and my heart will heal and love again
with a True Love in your place

Copyright © 2017 Charles Robert Lindholm – All Rights Reserved

Inspired by “Tattered Heart” by Christine of braveandrecklessblog

 

The Call: Tattered Heart-Christine/Brave and Reckless

Today we are bringing you another a Call and Response from Christine/Brave and Reckless and Chuck/The Reluctant Poet.


i am a faded, tattered

valentine

pinned to a dusty bulletin board

a thumb tack

piercing my heart

partially covered by

photographs of smiling new faces

and perky motivational sayings

only bits and pieces of me

still visible in the montage

the sentiments I carried

that you once treasured

enough to put me here

with loving hands

in a place of honor

now forgotten

why do you leave me here

hanging alone?

 

© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved

A Cafe Moment – Our lives turned and curved to meet

This was actually written more than a year ago , a chapter from my book that is still in progress, but I thought it would fit so well here right now!

It is also a continuation from the Cafe Moment posted earlier, you can read it here.

It drizzled this morning. I was grateful for the warmth of the café.

Each time the door opened I stopped myself from turning to see if it was her. I looked at the newspaper, it helped calm me, I could not order any food, I felt nausea rising with the panic.

I smelt her perfume even before I saw her. She sat exactly opposite me again. I sipped the lukewarm coffee and pretended not to stare.

She did not look up. She pointed to the menu and nodded at the server. She looked sad.

My courage increased with her evident sadness. Her cheeks are flushed and her perfume intoxicated me.

I went over and sat on the chair next to her. She looked at me with misty eyes. I don’t speak and she stayed silent. I felt bolder and settled down.

I signaled the waitress to bring my coffee and newspaper over. The waitress brings her her frothy cup at the same time. We lifted our cups almost in unison and our eyes met for a brief moment.

We sat in silent agreement.

Her sadness weighed her shoulders down and I wanted to curve my arms around her. Instead I looked at her hands and let my fingers touch hers. I continued to read my paper. She continued to look down at our fingers touching slightly.

She moved a little, a jerk.

She has curled her fingers around mine. I felt her sigh through her skin.

Our lives turned and curved to meet at this point and I would take the opportunities that fate gave me.

“Hello, I am Lisa”, she says. “Would you like to take a walk with me?”

I am still holding her hand as we curved around the block and headed down main street away from the cafe where we first met.

 

Monday Gu(e)st: S II: 7. Oh My God, Just Look at Her–The Flittering Soul

This week Monday Gu(e)st is Flittering Soul…read and meet another beautiful young lady blogger…

Thoughts of Words

The Monday is here so the blue. Before welcoming the guest to-eve, I want to promote a thing. From this month I’ve partnered with Sheetal Bharadwaj in co-hosting her Fortnight Friday Fables. This fortnight fable we both going to host alternatively. So, this week it is me. Check the rules and my challenge and participate in it if you can.

So, here’s go self-bantering. Now welcome the guest of honor. She writes daily life in the wittiest way most of the times and also stories in the same manner. You’ll laugh (or love) first then will think over her writing. She weaves simple words so beautifully that praise sometimes run short. Like a few days back, in one of her post, she was hungry very much and was out to shopping with her Ma. So, she described the situation like this “… it was 5 pm and I started…

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As I Am

Hello to all you coffee and writing lovers out there.  This is Beth Amanda, also known as Midwest Fantasy, a new Barista at the Go Dog Go Café.  I’ve had a rough couple days of LackofWritingIdeas disease.  We all have them, I know.  And I’m working on what I will actually offer the café.  Usually I’m the sexy, sultry, sensuous me, but there is a bit more to come to know also.  But for today I’m just offering a little piece that came from sitting with my coffee outdoors on my deck this morning.

Please stop by and say hello to all the friends here!

 

Take me as I am

flaws

and all that can be good

but often isn’t

imperfect

wanting to be perfection

just a woman

real heart

real feelings

needing love

to polish slowly and gently

what can

shine as beautiful