Two super-duper huge lotto jackpots in the one week! Woo-hoo! Who wouldn't buy a ticket, just in case the big dream knocked at their door? And, yes, someone won the Tuesday big jackpot (how much was it? I don't remember, but it was B.I.G.), and it wasn't me. Wanna know why? No ticket. No ticket, … Continue reading The Big Dream
Some stories are a moment in time, captured and played out like a piece of music. An introduction (maybe), a central section where all the notes are dispersed into the world, and into the finale, the wind-down. There may be no other structure to a MOT story, but they are usually well understood. A mother … Continue reading A Moment in Time
On Saturday (0500) I'll be getting up to look at the night sky. Why? For this. I'll be looking at the dark red micro moon at full eclipse. A total lunar eclipse. It will be beautiful. The super-moon eclipse was amazing, too, but when the moon is so big, so close, it feels ominous. The … Continue reading A Moon
If you read the previous post, it was a link to a question, a need, that comes with the dream of all Indie authors. Where and How do Indie Authors find readers for our works? Simple question. Before you think of coming up with the discussions on sites and publicity, freebies and talks -- wait! … Continue reading Courage, Stupidity, or Cowardice?
[Yes, I've had this up before, and I tried to reblog it, but it didn't work, so you get to see it again, as it was in the beginning ...] Finally, a word that is truly mine from the Daily Post! Cranky! That's me, you see. C-R-A-N-K-Y Critter. Me. In a nutshell. A cranky critter. … Continue reading Yeeeee-haaaaaa
It's a rare treat. A lovely, luscious sensation that melts in your mouth like a dream, that rolls over your tongue like a wave of sinful satin, that surges your heart from normal rhythm to on-the-way-to-heaven bells. The smell will wake you from sleep like a lover who knows your deepest desires. Chocolate. I have … Continue reading I’m Going to Eat Chocolate Today …
There are many stories waiting for you to read them. Hundreds of thousands, maybe even millions. They are as different as each human is, and yet they carry the same shape of story as the time of dancing around a fire and singing the message. Story is how we teach, how we learn, how we … Continue reading Would you like to hear a story?
I set out a routine to post two times a week - should I count reblogs? No. Twice a week. That means I have to find my desk - please don't ask! - and do a post today. Somewhere in there, under the piles of 'stuff' is a timber desk. On that timber desk is … Continue reading That’s a Desk?
I have a tag: Fibber, Fabricator and Teller-of-Tall-Tales. That, to me, is three things that give the person who reads them some indication of what they're in for. An account that may or may not be truthful, honest, or even possible. A storyteller invests a lot of things in the story. There may even be … Continue reading The Three Things
The outer mask, presented to the world on a daily basis, is as normal as can be. The hidden side, the real person who doesn't dare present to the light what shouldn't be seen, is darker than a black moon. Who would want to think that the nice person next door, down the street, sitting … Continue reading In Plain Sight