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What’s in a name
Have you ever anthropomorphized? Given a name To the inanimate, Or the inhuman? I believe we all Add a handle to things To explain our world, Make it our home We tell Fido he’s a good boy, Or thank Bessie for the milk. What about a car? What’s in a name? Does a Bucky drive…
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Frīġedæġ
Friday. I’ve started writing a story about a girl named Freyja, which feels perfectly appropriate for today. I love history. I love learning about other people’s history. It’s as though I can feel what someone else a world and a century away was feeling as they went about their normal lives. Friday is named after…
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Thursday’s thoughts
The weekly Thursday thought rolls around at five pm. Once again, I feel many years older than my age, confused why everything hurts and I’m so tired. And then I remember- I’m at the stage of life where a full day of the same kind of work drains me so much that by the time…
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Draws close, the end
The scent lingers as I enter A hush over the room tells me I’m in a holy space I feel the weight of the air Silent and expectant Waiting For the moment when they shall usher Out an old friend I remember times when we spoke Good humour and wit And now I see eyes…
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Time to live
A long weekend of friends and family, Another celebration of life and living Each moment trapped in the crystalline gel Of time Strung together With beads of wonder Watching children play and grow Friends grow and change and become more dear Moments of life and living As time moves onward Carrying us all in its…
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Day at Calaway
A Sunday like no other, We packed up and hit the road Headed for the place Where the seats are sold By the ones and twos, Or in our case by five and ten, We got there nice and early, With some good old friends The kids were full of excitement The doors swung open…
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Thunderstorms
Friday rolled around again, raining down on the land with the fresh smell of dirt. I love the way A good thunderstorm rolls over all my senses Lightning so stark yet vibrant, Fire from the heavens Thunder as it rumbles, Playing drums in my heart The smell of life, Rich and peaty I can almost…
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Late night with my thoughts
Night falls late in my home, My body droops and I sigh So much running through my head As another day goes by I wonder if I forgot To cross my i’s and dot my t’s And wonder if I remembered To give enough thanks and please Another month is ending, Another week almost through…
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Aftermath
Another launch day almost gone and I’m still as pumped as the first one. It was a whirlwind day with kids, work, sick kid/husband and posting for a Facebook party but somehow, I skidded through it all with a great mood. I did my first ever Facebook live which was truly hilarious. I couldn’t believe…
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The night before launch
Tomorrow is the big day. My fourth book launches, and it’s every bit as exciting for me as the day book one was born. I can’t believe four of my creations will be out in the world for others to enjoy- and I hope they do. We all tell stories, everyday. Some of us write…