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This or That Game, Episode One

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I have had lots of fun making these moodboard type collages recently.  Here's a fun this or that game that you can play!   ☆☆☆

You Look So Good In Green, A Short Story

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One of my favorite things to post are short stories, I hope you all like them too.  This story is not really even a short story, it's really just the beginning of a much longer one. I have a hard time keeping my stories short, most of the time the idea develops into something that can become much longer, even a full book.  Without further adieu, here's my offering to you.  For the next couple of minutes follow Eloise and her father and peek into their life as they are starting something new and wondering how their lives will look for the summer.  You Look So Good In Green The car headed away from the paltry sunset as walls of trees steadily lined the road and came together behind them where it looked like the road met on the horizon.  Eloise had contorted her body around so she could watch, she watched the sky and the few colored clouds but mostly she watched the trees, it looked like they were running away from the car, trying to desperately get away.  The...

Spring Poems By Mary Oliver

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The weather is changing, day by day, and I always think of Mary Oliver's poems when I think of spring. They are all so heavily influenced by nature and animals and plants.  Here are three Mary Oliver poems that remind me of spring.  ☆☆☆

A Short Story: The Last Time I Cried

Hey everyone!  I present to you a very sad story about one of the characters in the book I am writing.  It is a short, but very important, part of her backstory crammed into only 1,500 words.   Please enjoy and comment your thoughts below!    The newsboy’s hat tumbles off my head and into the puddle of water in front of me, getting drenched by waves.  It never has fit well, I have been on the lookout for a new one, but I don’t like stealing.   I can’t do it anymore.  Plunging my fingers into my cropped red hair I dive into the memories that I have been working so hard to resist.  They come crashing back along with the waves and I am transported to a place so wildly different, a place clogged with sweat and grime rather than sand and seawater: the mines.  I know I won’t return from those choked and dirty skies until I relive every moment from my last days there.  Still, I am relieved that I can do it in the salty breeze, fa...

Bookish Questions Part Two!

 Here is part two of last week's post!  Here are five more fun book related questions. Feel free to pick one or more of your favorite questions to answer in the comments below. I am curious to read your response!   1. What was the last book you finished in 2020? The last book I finished in 2020 was  Emily of New Moon  by L.M Montgomery.  This book also took me quite a while to get through but that's just because my mom was reading it aloud and any book that is read aloud just takes longer.   2. What book did you expect to like but really didn't? Last year I read  The Bookshop  by Penelope Fitzgerald, and I really expected to like it.   In 1959 Florence Green, a kindhearted widow with a small inheritance  risks everything to open a bookshop - the only bookshop - in the seaside town of Hardborough,  It sounds interesting enough.  A lady opens a bookshop, meets and deals with interesting people, things happen, ...

Bookish Questions

Hello everyone! Have you been doing lots of reading this month? I have and I thought it would be fun to answer some bookish questions.  I tried my best to write about books that I have read this year but I wasn't able to stick to that for every single question.   1. What is the first book you finished this year?  The first book I finished this year was Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen.  My sister and I were reading this book together, trading off reading it aloud chapter by chapter.  And I did enjoy it but it was harder for me to get through and took a while.  One thing I would say about Jane Austen is not to read two of her books back to back, at least for me, it's just too much.   2. What book did you read from start to finish in one day?  I don't remember if it was last year or the year before but I (almost) read a whole short trilogy in one day.  One Crazy Summer, P.S Be Eleven, and Gone Crazy in Alabama by  Rita Willi...

My Favorite Quote Pictures

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Hey everyone!  I hope you are all doing splendidly.  This month I am working on the second draft of my book, it's a lot of writing for one month along so almost the entirety of my free time had been going towards writing,  I haven't had much time for anything else.  Let me know if you would like to hear about it!  I adore quotes, some might say I collect them, but I do have several absolute favorites to share with you today.  Every photo paired with these is my own and I use Pics Art to put the quote images together.   #1,  “ So we beat on, boats against the current , borne back ceaselessly into the past.”   #2,  “I knew who I was this morning, but I've changed a few times since then.” #3, "I have been  bent and broken ,  but —I  hope — into a better shape ." #4, "It is a serious thing just to be alive on this fresh morning in the broken world." Thank you for reading!   Did you find any of your favorite quot...

A Short Story Playing Around With Fantastical Creatures: Jasmine Moon

Hey everyone! I wrote this little story (it's only the beginning really) sometime last year. I wanted to play around with writing about different fantastical creatures and this is what I came up with. Do you think I should continue the story? Jasmine Moon The flames flickered before her, the wood burned and crumbled, the metal charred and blackened.  The reflection flickered in her eyes.  She watched, without any exaggeration, as her childhood memories burned.   Just outside of her family's humble treehouse, she was staying at a gentle hover, wings beating so fast it looked as if she was floating above the ground.  She had wished it all to burn so many times before, ‘look at me now,’ she thought.  Her heart beat fast and her eyes blazed with fire and anger. “Look at me now, family,” she said aloud, “family that never really was my family.  It’s my turn to make all the calls.  No one will ever again make me work, destroy everything I love, and s...

My Favorites: Mystery Books

Hey friends, this is my 63rd post in a row, that's crazy to me!  Last year I started a series where I planned to write a list of my favorite books from different genres.  I am goin g to pick it up again and share some of my favorite mysteries!    Agatha Christie The queen of mysteries herself.  The surprise, the big reveal, never ceases to amaze me no matter how prepared I am.  I have read:  Murder on the Orient Express Until There Were None  Death on the Nile  and I am halfway through The Murder at the Vicarage  Have you read any of these?  Which was your favorite? I don't think I have one on this list that I liked much better than the others.  I really enjoyed watching the "Murder on the Orient Express" movie after I finished reading it and am excited to watch "Death on the Nile" when it comes out.   The Flavia De Luce series  Flavia de Luce , a dangerously smart eleven-year-old with a passion for che...

Spring Photos

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A couple days ago I took my camera around my yard and down to my neighborhood park to take some photos of the recent buds. I even got one of the moon later the same day, it's not full but only a couple days off. Thank you for reading!  ✰✰✰

Her Aster: A Story in Verse

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Hey everyone! Another Monday, another blog post. Last week I wrote this story in verse and I am pretty proud of how it turned out. Typically the poems I write follow a rhyme scheme, are all pretty short and don't really follow a storyline. So I did just the opposite with this story in verse! Some things to know before you read it: it's very short, will only take you a couple of minutes to finish, it's historical fiction - see if you can guess the time period, and it's from the point of view of something not human. Scattering the sidewalks,  Hanging from window boxes,  And spread elegantly throughout the field,  We’re what they forgot all about.   We’re the allure, the beauty, That they miss but can’t quite place why. The bombs that shattered the churches,  Apartments,  And yes, fields,  Also shattered us. Since apartments are so much more important  They don’t seem to notice.   The flowers have disappeared.   I wave...