Wynn
A Team Effort
The whole issue with American Government is it's acting like a team sport when it's supposed to be a team effort.
Saturday, January 24, 2026
Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.
How's the sunshine? O/
Yesterday's entry talked about establishing a post of Colore daily to go along with Wonder Fell and how this journal would become more of a place to discuss the creative process... Live.
That's still the plan.
World building is where I'm at with Colore right now. Unfortunately, spoilers being a thing, there's not much to discuss on it.
Daydreams to character build and analog lists of character dialogues to establish scenes was yesterday's business.
It's a difference an author of fantasy has to account for... World Building.
So not too much to write on Colore today because there's a lot of writing and working going on with Colore today.
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Back to us and our right now. Here's a question to wonder about:
In a very non-conspiracy theory and very practical way, how much of what is actually going on in our Government do you actually get to see?
Really. Who tells the cameras where to go and what to show? A practical question.
Parents O/ You pick and choose what your children watch online to help direct their growth.
Whose choosing what you get to watch online?
You?
Really?
Whose directing your growth?
The whole issue with American Government is it's acting like a team sport when it's supposed to be a team effort.
We watch a game to cheer our favorite team on. We trash talk fans of the other teams for fun. We support our teams at all costs.
The problem with treating Government like a team sport is... life isn't a win or lose game.
Life is a process of having dreams and making them real.
For everyone.
Your dreams can only be as successful as the materials you have available.
Did you make your i-phone? Program Google's algorithms? Harvest the metals and minerals to build the machines to build your car? Plant the seeds and gather the crops for the food that feeds you?
Life, living alive! is not a team sport; it's a team effort.
How we treat each other is how we treat ourselves because we're in this together.
America it's time to remember a house divided cannot stand and throw out this us versus them narrative ruling the airwaves.
We're so much better than we're letting ourselves be.
And so I write to remind us.
Take care, stay warm, and make wonderful this wonderful day.
Wynn
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Archaic Slab
Behind the Wizard's Curtain
I do this as a Poet writing a story. There is a major distinction here.
Friday, January 23, 2026
Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.
Tagline done. How's the day? O/
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Business thoughts this morning.
Colore. The story posts a new verse every Friday... that's the way it's set up at present.
What I'd like to do, and it is ambitious and unheard of, is post a new verse of Colore everyday along with Wonder Fell.
As 'live' a process as possible to writing a tale.
So today is for setting that up.
I may still post a new verse later today.
The important thing for a writer is to find the way they work best. Prolific and continuous for this Ghos+.
If you read an Archaic Slab at the end of a post, you'll see I don't edit much. It's experience; it's trust of voice.
It's the same with prose.
No vanity... just a point of order for business.
My sentiments are that for a time Wonder Fell is to become a 'discuss what's occurring craftwise in Colore' place of record.
With all the talk on the power of Story found here... how about I walk you through the process of creating one?
As I create one.
So I'll take you behind the Wizard's Curtain in Oz and show you how the magic is made as we make the magic.
What works for one creative endeavor works for them all. The steps we'll go through work for all Artists, for all people who have a dream they want to make real.
I do this as a Poet writing a story.
There is a major distinction here.
Poets use the shape of the genre and the sounds it welcomes to reinforce the metaphors we're making.
Colore is a Hero's adventure through a Wonderland of Dreams juxtaposed to snippets of speeches and conversations we hear in our lives.
The pairing of the two demonstrates the power of Story in what we call The Real World.
Colore will show how not listening to the wisdom of Story is the cause for all the hardship in our lives.
Some will find interest in the How-to thinking in some Wonder Fell posts. Others will just want to read the tales.
Either way thank you for reading.
You see... in order to write a good story you have to have a sense of morality always in mind.
If there is one act that for certain would heal my Country right now it's: Keeping a sense of morality in everything we do.
There is a right way to live. The way of Story shows us how.
Expect a change in Wonder Fell soon.
More Prose and Practical Process.
Artists rarely talk about how we do what we do. And though it's beyond what numbers can measure, the creative process can be shared and replicated... creatively.
(Sorry AI. You can never create anything... only regurgitate.)
Take care, thanks for reading (prose-y-er days ahead!), and make wonderful this wonderful day.
Wynn
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Pic Prompt: Create a stick figure pen and ink illustration of a wizard's hat on a chair by a desk with a large book on it.
Archaic Slab
My Country Could Use Some Help
The way a plumber, electrician, or carpenter fixes up your home so you can have a better life, so the poet works with language.
Thursday, January 22, 2026
Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.
Glad you're back. O/
On with our show...
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Getting the words right... my life's work.
You see the craft of the Poet is a very practical thing. The way a plumber, electrician, or carpenter fixes up your home so you can have a better life, so the Poet works with language.
Your home and your words haven't always been here. Someone had to build them, care for them, keep them going.
Imagine your life without words. We're monkeys without the work I do.
We take language for granted because we rely on it, but words are made.
There are times when our words aren't doing justice to our shared experience.
Like lately.
Enter Poets.
Because Love always begs definition Poets are associated with romance. But my business is the word business. Assuring we have ways to best express our experience is what Poets are for.
A carpenter helps you fix your front door. A Poet helps you heal your language.
Sure you could fix the door yourself. Maybe watch a YouTube How To or ask an AI bot to walk you through it.
But the professional who's been fixing doors everyday for nearly three decades is going to do a better job than you or AI.
And so I write.
Making words to overcome impossible situations is how I spent almost everyday of my adult life.
My Country could use some help.
Healing language finding, and at times making the right words, is my business.
Enter Colore.
The stories we share aren't representing our best selves. Moreso, our words don't mean all they could, so they don't mean all they should.
If we want to be patriotic about it: In a Nation with a Living Document as its foundation, Poets are our Country's best defense.
And so I write.
The idea of Colore is to remind us the power of our words and stories.
The juxtaposition of speeches and conversations in our day to day life (The Side-stories) with that of a story in a world of stories helps prove the point.
Our language is not only how we define things but also ourselves.
We can only ever be as good as our understanding of our words.
A story is the best genre to remind us of the power of, and our responsibility for, our stories.
Colore will remain entertaining to some degree. Our stories go best when they are.
But a story's point and purpose isn't entertainment. Every tale told is a reminder of what it means to be human.
In earlier entries I wrote, like a social media artist painting a picture while you watch, I'd write about the crafting of Colore as I write it. Consider today's post doing that.
Writers. O/ Make sure you know why you're writing whatever you're working on.
"Because I'm good at writing," is never reason enough to write anything at all.
"Because I have something important to share," is the best reason to write anything at all.
As always, thank you for reading.
Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.
Wynn
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Pic Prompt: Create a stick figure pen and ink illustration of a document and a quill on a desk on top of a hill at sunrise.
Archaic Slab
In Defense of Beauty
What happens within us when we recognize something as Beautiful?
Wednesday, January 21, 2026
Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.
How's the day? O/
Too early for most to call morning; it's still yesterday in California.
Night owls and early birds know a reliable peace so many forgot.
To remember the World's a beautiful place, we must remember the World.
Dawn is a good place to start.
Getting good with the morning is always a great place to begin. (See the first line of these journal posts for proof.)
What happens when we recognize something as Beautiful?
The sunrise is always in some way Beautiful. Regardless how you feel about poetry, you see it every sunrise.
The Sun arrives in a poem waiting for witness every morning.
Let's title today's post: In Defense of Beauty, remember I'm a poet, and get to work.
First let's clear up cosmetics and toss make-up and what we wear out.
Those are discussed in another post. I'll link them here and here. And there's a whole lot of talk about Beauty here.
What happens within us when we recognize something as Beautiful?
What do we acknowledge?
The experience is more than just what's pleasing to the eye, to any of the senses. But there is a a kind of joy, a 'rightness' felt when we're in the presence of something Beautiful.
There are reasons why flowers are often seen as Beautiful. They're an easy example of the ways of Beauty.
A seed that fulfills its greatest expression of itself shows the most Beautiful bloom.
Their choices are few but constant. What they do with the quality and quantity of light and water given them determines every flowers level of Beautiful.
People work in the same way.
We do our best with the quality and quantity of the materials presented to us everyday.
Unlike plants we can choose where and how often we get our metaphorical rain and sunshine.
Our choices determine our lives. Beauty is the result of our witness of some epic choices.
The tallest, healthiest, scientifically soundest dandelion in a field of flowers is gorgeous to behold. A dandelion all alone rising from the cracks in an asphalt jungle is a thing of Beauty.
And a very resourceful seed indeed.
That asphalt dandelion has a hero's quest for a life story easily recognized.
Someone who spends hours fussing and fixing their hair and fashion is also acting heroically.
Vanity doesn't make us Beautiful.
Self-care does.
We care about ourselves because life matters and because it does we're going to have the best one we can. We're going to show our best to the World.
That's hero's talk.^
That's an asphalt dandelion sprouting from cracks in concrete all alone early in the Spring.
Take care, find your best light, and make wonderful this wonderful day.
Wynn
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Archaic Slab
We Need Your Words for Medicine
So long as we keep paying for bad News, we're going to keep paying for bad News.
Tuesday, January 20, 2026
Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.
Welcome back. O/
Wonder fell, Wonder fell,
Who's got the spell?
The magic's in the words.
ABC's to seize your dreams.
Thanks for using your magic to bring these words to life.
They're just blips of light or ink on a page without your magic. So thank you.
Do you see it now? The real issue with the constant barrage of bad News and negative opinions?
Every time someone reads it, it's brought to Life.
Enter your new understanding of the power of The Arts.
This is by no means a call for censorship. No. This is a call for a responsibility of readership.
Even if it's only to dismiss it, to roll your eyes and cast it away, what you read and witness becomes a part of your world through your witness of it.
What do you want to have more of in your life? See it more often. Read it. Make it live in your world, so it can live in The World.
Words and images matter so much. Our cellphone staring, screens everywhere glaring, made us go numb and forget.
When we see something we read it. The understanding and evaluation of it becomes a part of our day. And so it lives in The World through the viewer.
What do you fill your day with? What stories are your considerations?
They live through you.
It's a question of values.
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So long as we keep paying for bad News, we're going to keep paying for bad News.
The more profitable we make good News the more profit will be gained from creating it.
It really is that simple.
When good News pays the bills everyone wins.
What can you do?
Actively choose what you watch and listen to.
If a doom and gloom story shows on a screen, if a jockey starts spouting hate, change the channel. There are so many better ways to feed your day.
You see, when we feed on something for awhile we come to depend on it.
We've become a Nation addicted to tragedy.
Shock and spectacle have ruled the airwaves. Let's cut it out. Stop feeding the synthesized Hell. Actively choose to watch something else.
Don't be quiet about your choice.
Let people know.
"I stopped reading, watching, listening to bad News. Now, I get my good News here."
-Reader Helping to Save Our Country
Again: So long as we keep paying for bad News, we're going to keep paying for bad News.
Artists, Musicians, Writers! This is where we can help.
Flood the airwaves with your works of Hope.
Life is still worth waking up for.
Remind The World.
Right now we need your Art, your music, your words for medicine.
Artists! Administer The World its dose!
Be bold. Be seen. Be beautifully prolific.
Lift us up where we've been pulled down for so long.
The Internet is the biggest boon for creatives since the printing press. Use it. Flex the flexibility and freedom found there and share your wonderful expressions.
The World isn't going to heal itself; our stories are.
Wonder Fell is here everyday to help you keep it going.
Hollywood and Broadway this means you, too.
Stop feeding the beast of tragedy, people need hope. You're both factories of Hope or Hell. The choice is yours. The World is a better place than we've been portraying it to be.
Entertainers time to take some responsibility for the State of our Country.
When the News becomes entertainment, it's time for our entertainers to provide the News.
Every work of Art shows a moral way. America's moral compass has been spinning for decades.
Our stories, our Arts and Entertainment, are the way to reestablish Our True North.
As always, thank you for reading.
Take care, share some good News, share some Art, and make wonderful this wonderful day.
Wynn
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Archaic Slab
Rhythm
It's a question of writers since the dawn of the typewriter... to handwrite or to type?
Monday, January 19, 2026
Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.
Another one. A sunrise on its way. A journal entry, too.
Glad you're here.
A circle-slash wave for a hello. O/
And away we go.
On with our show...
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Do you ever examine the Archaic Slabs at the end of each entry?
It's a question of writers since the dawn of the typewriter... to handwrite or to type?
Comfort is the most important consideration. But does the means of expression, the tools used to shape the words, change the output?
The answer, after decades of practice for this writer, is yes.
"Uh-oh."
-Writer Wanting to Do Their Best Work
The reason, again, is comfort. How quick your dreams fly to the page matters.
The rhythm in which we write a sentence is the best rhythm to read the sentence.
I type over a hundred words per minute. I could finish a Wonder Fell entry in five minutes. But there's more to writing than pushing keys.
A journal, for my own tastes, goes better handwritten. It's more personal. When you handwrite the font choice is: You.
Consider music, it helps the analogy. The same popular song sounds different played on a piano versus a guitar.
News of the day and quick catharsis beach reads go best typed. The dreams of the writer march with the click of the keys.
But a long lingering literary opus, a romance for the ages, a journal singing each sunrise, is a musical score best arranged for handwriting.
We can type slow, longhand fast, a piano can rock and roll wail; but what each is most comfortable showcasing is the point here.
Ballads live comfortable lives in piano keys; beach read best sellers love a laptop.
Consider the rhythm of your prose.
Do you want to march the reader along to the story's action? Then tip-tap type away.
Do you want readers to daydream deep into your paragraphs? Pick a pen and glide fantastic with your Fountain or Bic.
How thumb-slapping translates musically to prose I'll leave other authors to measure. It's still too slow and cumbersome a process for these opposable digits to weigh.
Writers! Thank you again for reading. Keep going. The world needs words from people who value words as much as we do right now.
Words are always The World's best medicine.
Take care, write your most comfortable rhythm, and make wonderful this wonderful day.
Wynn
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Pic Prompt: Create a stick figure pen and ink illustration of a typewriter, a laptop, and a quill floating in the sky at sunrise.
Archaic Slab
Your Ghost
Sensing anything at all is an act of reading.
Sunday, January 18, 2026
Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.
A voice in the dark, waiting on the light.
You've got headlights for eyes, flashlights to see.
All writing is an act of graffiti until it's read.
Thanks for pulling me off the wall and bringing me into the story of your life.
All reading is an act of resurrection.
Boo! O/
Thanks for breathing life into these words with your attention.
Without our recognition words are just scribbles on a page, binary blips on a screen.
Ghost magic got you yet? In the reading zone?
This Ghost Realm where reading lives is where everything begins. Dreams become thoughts here, so thoughts can make actions.
Maybe you never thought about it, took it for granted. It's important now you do.
The Ghost Realm is what separates us from machines, what makes us alive.
It's not deep thinking; it's where thinking lives.
To see the world is to read the world, and so all acts of observation live in The Realm of The Ghost, too.
A picture is worth at least a thousand words, so seeing anything at all is an act of reading.
Listening, too. Ever hear an audiobook?
Our other senses as well...
There's Braille for touch, for an example.
There's the words that blueberry muffins baking and coffee brewing in the kitchen bring for senses of smell, for examples.
Sensing anything at all is an act of reading.
The thing that chooses what to do with what you read is what you are.
Your Ghost.
What my Ghost is up to at dawn is recorded and expressed everyday here.
Thanks for reading. Hopefully my words in some way help you to have a better day.
What we sense is possible ought to match what we dream is possible.
I believe when it does that's called a good life, that's healthy living.
Here's to your health. O/
Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.
Wynn
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Archaic Slab
Why Wonderfell?
Hell isn't other people; it's a world of hopeless stories.
Saturday, January 17, 2026
Good morning, The Wonder Fell Way.
Glad you're here. O/
"Do you ever feel like not showing up, like not writing, in the morning, Wynn?"
-Favorite Wonder Fell Reader
It's work. It's duty. It's doing what I love. It's doing what's right.
I fought for so long to be able to. Now, when I wake, I'm so grateful for the win, I just start.
And it is work.
My Country needs help. The people suffer and don't understand why.
We blame money, ego, greed, bigotry, racism, misogyny, and a lot of other words.
But the true reason is our language itself.
The true reason America suffers is in The Stories We Choose to Share and Digest.
Because what we watch and report is where we assert our value.
When we continuously showcase tragedy and call it News, we tell each other tragedy is worth our attention.
There are just as many good deeds, more I'd say, going on in America than tragedies.
This is not a call for naive optimism.
This is stating the fact that: What we feed grows.
We, as a Nation, have decades worth of feasting on tragedies.
And if the restaurant, The Media, wants to stay in business it has to serve what the people are eating.
Our stories chase ambulances instead of heroes. This is why our Country looks and feels the way it does at present.
We make showcasing Hell a profitable enterprise. People like to profit. They need profit to survive. And so we surround ourselves with Hell in an effort to just stay alive.
Good News is marketable. People love heroes more than nightmares.
Surely you'd rather watch a person rescue a cat over watching them shoot it in the head.
Don't say positive stories don't sell or you are the whole symptom and disease.
A story absent of hope isn't a story; it's an opinion.
Our News stories turned to News opinions a few decades ago. We're living in the consequences of a world feeding on stories devoid of hope.
Hell isn't other people; it's a world of hopeless stories.
Where's Hope?
In our storytellers who still recognize life is worth something good.
If the News is slow to remind us, our Artists need to be quick.
I write about An American Renaissance being a cure for our National malaise because hope has to flood the words we feed on soon if our Country is to survive.
We're better than the stories we're choosing to share.
Why Wonder Fell?
A guy from New England pulls away from society to write deliberately in his journal for a time to remind himself what's truly worth valuing in the World.
Over a hundred years ago Henry did the same. If there was no Walden, there was no 'Civil Disobedience,' and so no game plan for Gandhi or Martin Luther King.
Literature like Wonder Fell can matter that much.
It is my Hope it truly does.
Thank you for reading, for choosing hope over tragedy.
Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.
Wynn
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Pic Prompt: Create a pen and ink stick figure image of a person sat by a lake writing in a journal at sunrise.
Archaic Slab