I am sitting here and supposedly I am going to work on my book. Yeah. That’s exactly what I’m supposedly going to do. But I’m not convinced. I’m trying to get used to this weirdness. What weirdness, you ask? Well, I’ll tell you. The weirdness of not having any living soul around. That’s right. My […]
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The music and the pulsing of the throng Were pounding in my head a steady beat. I felt myself submitting to the song; I watched myself rise slowly to my feet. But then across the room I caught His eye. I blushed and quickly dodged the piercing glance! Yet, all at once, it was just
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I got my contract from the publisher. In addition to the two 1500-word stories, I’ve written two 250-word “tributes”, two ten-item lists, and will have four more short elements to compose. That will be a total of ten items in the book. Another author is also contributing ten items, and between us, that’s the whole
Surreality settles in, but reality remains. So I make room for both. Read More »
I should be sleeping right now. Tomorrow I need to get a lot done, and then I’m going to Dallas to pick up Grace at the airport. Yay!! I’m excited that she’ll be home for a month. The times when all five of us will be here are going to be fewer and farther between
Run like the wind, soar like an eagle, and live! Just like a living thing in June. Read More »
I had somewhat of an out-of-body experience last night. I opened my e-mail for a last check before going to bed. The homepage said Inbox-1. I recognized the sender immediately. A publisher I had sent a story to. She hadn’t needed it. Hmmm. Wonder what she wants? She wants the story after all, and she
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She’s always been the kind who jumps right in, feet first, gung ho, lets go, and come what may, she’s always been the one to seize the day. She never tests the waters, for she knows that those who do seldom jump. And so she grabs life by the tail, And she sets sail. People
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What Dreams May Come I dreamt of roaring waterfalls The deafening amazing pow’r Left me to ponder, Jaw a-slack . . . But then a train rushed by my back! I lost my footing in its wake As all the earth began to shake I stumbled, groping for my moorings . . . Could this
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…that words could only hold… a candle’s small reflection of the galaxies of gold… Good-night. EZ
What the wind whispered Read More »
Okay, well, I’m going to try to do this livejournal thing . . . don’t know exactly how things will turn out, but Luke and ragamuffen have already encouraged me by commenting on my first non-attempt at a post. It was truly pathetic. Just wanted something to work with, ya know, so I could pick
I’m not as clueless as I sound. Am I? Read More »