About Adrienne

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Adrienne T
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50
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Alberta, Canada
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06 Apr 2020 09:36

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The Terribly Cool

Right now, Canadians are experiencing an unprecedented amount of stress and anxiety because of the pandemic, hoarding and isolation. Stores are closed, streets are empty, and there is shortage on the shelves of essential goods, such as toilet paper, kraft dinner, and cannabis supplies. Canadians have never faced such hardship. Comic relief is much needed therefore I am writing a parody of...

Added 02 Apr 2020 | Category Musings | Votes 2 | Avg Score 4.5 | Views 62 | 1 Comment

Before The Tragically Hip made it big

This is a true story about teenagers helping other teenagers during a band project. This story connects Edmonton with what is now described as an Iconic Canadian Band... THE TRAGICALLY HIP.  On March 23, 1988, some friends and I were looking for whatever experience we could have, when someone saw a poster that a band called The Tragically Hip was doing a gig at Dancing Shoes, a small bar on...

Added 21 Mar 2020 | Category Memoirs | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 67 | 1 Comment

A Mother's Grace

May the angels look down on you this delightful day May they sense your love of life And grant you many blessings and much grace May they touch your life with love and generosity The way that you touch mine  ...

Added 01 Mar 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 60 | 1 Comment

Universal Shredder

This shredder is actually a long- term friend and bandmate of mine named Bruce.  He doesn’t describe himself as a shredder but rather a good hack. I have used artistic license to call him a shredder instead because it is not so complimentary to call someone a hack. He has played in numerous alternative campus rock pop-punk bands. Once, at Christmas time, his band was asked to play a...

Added 01 Feb 2020 | Category Musings | Votes 2 | Avg Score 4.5 | Views 109 | 1 Comment

A New Spark

A NEW SPARK I wonder if you feel anything like I do.  Do you long for the past, hate the present and fear the future? Has your heart been ripped up through your throat and straight out of your head up to the sky. You might feel something like this But do you also know that someday a new spark will start another fire?...

Added 19 Jan 2020 | Category Musings | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 133 | 4 Comments

Anticipating Everything And Nothing

THE BEGINNING: Anticipating Everything and Nothing A warm, expansive feeling fills my chest And screams out inside of me --“I love you.” But I don’t say it out loud Because I know you don’t trust the meaning of the words when spoken too soon And neither should I.  Romance lifts the soul and catches us on its wing, Creates new dreams, new wonders, new excitements. Love is that precious...

Added 05 Jan 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 141 | 3 Comments

The Rhythm of Silence

Do you remember A special place Where the artistically woven branches Of a long-dead tree Told unknown stories from years past? It is paved with asphalt now,  Supporting the feet and wheels of commuters and visitors  Enjoying the riverside view. The physical presence of that thoughtful landmark is now gone But if you are quiet and very still, you might still feel it’s presence there.  ...

Added 06 Jan 2020 | Category Flash Fiction | Votes 5 | Avg Score 5 | Views 145 | 4 Comments

BEAUTY AND AWE

A ray of sunlight shoots through my window  temporarily blinding me until it bursts into millions of shooting stars making a kaleidoscope of colors across my bedroom wall. My day has begun. ...

Added 21 Dec 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 115 | 1 Comment

My Pseudonym

The name Drun is from when my younger brother was too young to say all the syllables of my name. He called me Adrun instead of Adrienne. Years later when he had a son of his own, our mother called me  Adrun to his son out of nostalgia and it seemed cute. Her grandson was having none of it so he corrected her by saying my name in three distinct syllables A - dree-en…….his grandma never called...

Added 16 Dec 2019 | Category Musings | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 146 | 3 Comments

Waltzing Matilda

I had been living at the care home for a few months when the recreation committee decided to have an end of summer indoor street dance. It’s not that we didn’t have regular recreational events, we regularly had a pub night. Local musicians e.g. vocalists, guitarists, keyboardists & accordionists, who once played the club circuit, now found purpose and meaning in playing the care home...

Added 14 Dec 2019 | Category Memoirs | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 136 | 2 Comments

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