daily prompt · Humor

“It’s Amy,” I said.

Write about your first name: its meaning, significance, etymology, etc.

Wow. Easy prompt. OK, bye. See you guys later.

Just kidding.

(“Amie) What you want to do?”

It’s the first thing that comes to my mind when I think about this prompt. Often, I sing my thoughts. I also randomly sing lyrics all day long, and wonder why I can remember obscure things such as song lyrics from 40 years ago, but not where I put a paperclip five minutes prior. But I digress.

The name Amy means “beloved” in Latin. It’s an old name. It also has French origins. The spelling differs greatly, the meaning remains quite the same. The spelling of my name was given to me for a specific purpose: ease of learning how to spell my first name. And it worked. As I’ve gotten older, my handwriting has gotten sloppier, and now I can sign my signature in .3 seconds. It looks like I’ve gone to the school where doctors learn how to sign their signatures.

Researching this topic, I found what are apparently the top 20 songs with the name Amy in them. I find this claim a bit dubious. I only know two of these songs, and the song that I know quite well doesn’t appear on the list.

Maybe some of you have heard of the song by Pure Prairie League called “Amie.” It’s not heard on the radio very often, but sometimes it airs in the grocery store, and I start dancing and singing and proclaiming, “This is my jam!” in the middle of aisle six.

Amie

I can see why you think you belong to me
I never tried to make you think, or let you see one thing for yourself
But now you’re off with someone else and I’m alone
You see I thought that I might keep you for my own

Amie what you want to do?
I think I could stay with you
For a while, maybe longer if I do

Don’t you think the time is right for us to find
All the things we thought weren’t proper could be right in time
And can you see
Which way we should turn together or alone
I can never see what’s right or what is wrong
(will it take to long to see)

Amie what you want to do?
I think I could stay with you
For a while, maybe longer if I do

Well now
Amie what you want to do?
I think I could stay with you
For a while, maybe longer if I do

Now it’s come to what you want you’ve had your way
And all the things you thought before just faded into gray
And can you see
That I don’t know if it’s you or if it’s me
If it’s one of us I’m sure we’ll both will see
Won’t you look at me and tell me

Amie what you want to do?
I think I could stay with you
For a while, maybe longer
Longer if I do

Yeah now
Amie what you want to do?
I think I could stay with you
For a while, maybe longer if I do

Fallin’ in and out of love with you
Fallin’ in and out of love with you
Don’t know what I’m gonna do, I’d keep
Fallin’ in and out of love
With you

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Craig Lee Fuller

Amie (Remastered 1988) lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc

And here is the list of the top 20 songs with the name Amy in them. Admittedly, “Amy, Amy, Amy,” by Amy Winehouse is also my jam, but this song is never heard on the radio, so my interpretive dance, and quality* singing are relegated to the confines of my home. Which is a good thing for society.

(*quality is in the eye of the off–key beholder)

Singersroom.com

I have not listened to all of these songs. Anyone who listens to them, please leave in the comments your favorite. Or if you’ve even heard of any of these songs, please let me know. If you know the song by Pure Prairie League, let me know if you like it or not.

I wish everyone a beloved day.

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daily prompt · Writing

That’s All She Wrote

What’s your dream job?

This prompt has been posed to us before somewhat differently. Read my response here.

As for today’s prompt, which is slightly more specific than the previous prompt I answered, I’ll give an example rather than explain it.

Below, you will find a post I made on another social media website 13 years ago. On the face of it, it’s describing a mundane process, but the undercurrents are where the tale is being told. It’s the sum of the parts, not the whole. My dream job is the sum of the parts. The processes that go into making the final creative product: the whole. Creativity, as a whole. The pieces play a role.

Door closed, cats out of room, ear plugs in. Fingers perched on keyboard, itching with the question of where to start.
Writing a compelling cover letter is like writing the story of You. You must know your audience, read the job description to determine style, sense of humor, what the position asks of you, and how YOU can be what they want.
You write a cover letter to get an interview. You sell yourself as a brand to achieve that end. Will there be some fiction? Maybe. It’s best called “embellishing the truth,” though.
I write letters that get attention. Always have. That’s because I know it’s a skill that must be developed, it’s a story that must be told, it’s a tiny little book that needs to grab its intended viewer’s attention immediately. You don’t have much time; choose each word with care. There are hundreds, sometimes thousands of other people trying to get the same job – you must stand out.
So. I’ve finished this cover letter, and will read and re-write it until it states exactly what it needs to in order to get me an interview.
The interview is Part 2 of the selling of You. But more on that later…

Thanks for stopping by. Before you go, if you missed it, part two of Susie’s origin story has been posted. Read it here.

cats · daily prompt

Is WordPress Spying On Me?

What is your favorite animal?

I’m beginning to think WordPress doesn’t pay attention to my posts. Or the opposite: is spying on me.

Read Susie’s origin story, part one here.

I posted an update about Susie‘s origin story, part two yesterday, which you can read here.

Please feel free to peruse my blog for other cat themed stories. You’ll find several.

So, yeah, it’s cats. Thanks for paying attention WordPress. *sarcasm font*

daily prompt · poetry · tennis · Uncategorized

Cincinnati Or Bust

Think back on your most memorable road trip.

Highway miles

Turn to country roads

Take me home

To the place

I belong

Mothman Prophecies

Makes sense

Here

Back to highway

Small towns

One road

Where are the bathrooms?

Hungry

Tired

Small towns branch out

To cornfields

Hundreds of miles

Cornfields

Tucked within is

A small town

Or is it all smoke and mirrors

Giant stadiums

Practice courts

Hotels

Famous faces

Feet emerge from car

Leg Cramps

No time to rest

Set up the interviews

Tomorrow it starts

Anticipation

With the toss of the coin

Heads or tails

Play begins

Game, set, match

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