Showing posts with label Ernest Hemingway. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ernest Hemingway. Show all posts

Thursday, October 28, 2010

from Ernest

"You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen.

~ Ernest Hemingway ~

Monday, August 9, 2010

word of the day :: popinjay

popinjay:
[pop-in-jey]

–noun
1.  a person given to vain, pretentious displays and empty chatter; coxcomb; fop.
2. British Dialect: a woodpecker, esp. the green woodpecker.
3. Archaic: the figure of a parrot, usually fixed on a pole and used as a target in archery and gun shooting.
4. Archaic: a parrot.
  
Origin:
1275–1325;  ME papejay, popingay, papinjai ( e ) < MF papegai, papingay  parrot < Sp papagayo  < Ar bab ( ba ) ghā'

"A serious writer is not to be confounded with a solemn writer. A serious writer may be a hawk or a buzzard or even a popinjay, but a solemn writer is always a bloody owl. "

* Definition from www.dictionary.com





Friday, April 2, 2010

from Ernest

"All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know"

~ Ernest Hemingway ~