J. K. Beach

J. K. Beach

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"She was an architect of lies/ Building her house of cards/On the broken glass foundation/ And bent steel reinforcement/ Of my rose colored glasses."

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Charlotte, NC
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About Me

Please, if you send a friends request, try to take a look at my work and submit a review. I will look at, and try to review, your work before, or directly after I approve the request. I'm old fashioned. I like to get to know someone first and would rather have 10 good friends than 100 acquaintances.

For me, reading and writing are like breathing… first, you inhale words like you can’t get enough--the most thoughtful and well-formed that you can find… then, you let them percolate inside, for a day, a year, maybe even half a lifetime (just don’t wait too long)… and finally, when you can’t hold them inside any longer, you exhale! You let it all out (preferably without hyperventilating) and let the breath of life etch the words on the page before you. It’s not easy, it’s almost never glamorous, and it seldom puts more than a pittance in your pocket, but try not doing it for an instant… I dare you!

I often inhale deeply of Emily Dickinson, Seamus Heaney, Wendell Berry, Annie Dillard, Barry Lopez, and Jim Morrison (Yes, the dead doornail).

I like to puff some Yeats, Keats, and Shelley occasionally, but in moderation. I’ll sit and breathe in Shakespeare all day long. I’d die without my Elliot, Whitman, and Frost.

For longer tokes I like Tolkien and Lewis (any of the Inklings actually), Tom Robbins, Jean Auel, Ayn Rand, Italo Calvino, Nabokov, Bradbury, Heinlein, George R. R. Martin, Christopher Paolini, Flannery O’Connor, Doris Betts, Pat Conroy and a whole passel of my 13 year old daughter’s dystopian universe peddlers. (Yeah, I like a rare mix of air… don’t judge.)

I’ve sucked up a lot of other stuff… some good, some great, some total trash, but the point is, we have to breathe in as much as possible before we can ever hope to have anything to breathe out and share here, or anywhere.

Whew! Glad that’s over with… how ‘bout you?

Anyway, when I’m not breathing/living I pose as an architect, a photographer (fine art), and, occasionally, a web designer.

I took my first breaths way back in the mountains of western North Carolina, I hate the beach (can’t catch my breath, except in winter), and I am pathologically afraid of anyone making fun of how I sing in the shower.

Anything else important is buried somewhere in my writing, so have at it!

I wish you fresh air and strong lungs

JKB



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Posted 3 Months Ago


...I've missed you...so glad to see you're back!

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Posted 1 Year Ago


Is it really you?

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Posted 1 Year Ago


Hi. I'm not sure if you remember me. My previous display name on here was Hikari.

I remember you.

If you can, can you review my poem "Step up to the platform"?

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Posted 2 Years Ago


Hey. How are you? Its been quite a while. Hope everything is good. Take care :)

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Posted 2 Years Ago


I miss you, my friend...

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Posted 2 Years Ago


Welcome home!! ...and thank you for the wonderful reviews!

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Posted 2 Years Ago


I'm just on vacation and only have my phone... hard to write good reviews with just one finger:) I'm checking in from time to time and will be back home middle of next week. Thanks for asking...

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Posted 2 Years Ago


I hope everything is alright...I haven't seen you around as of late! Take care!

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Posted 2 Years Ago


I posted a photo of my orchid that I told you about...did you see it? Go to my photos, it's on the second page!

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Posted 2 Years Ago


...what a sad day it is for us trekkie fans!