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Dreams of Hope and Fret

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From days of cribs
And bottled dining
We are told about our dreams
Hold them tight
Pursue them fast
Let them fly among the clouds
They greet you in bed
And linger in the morn
Pleasant ghosts throughout the day
Some take you far
Others soothe your soul
Until your world begins to change
Dreams go dark
Or never come
Your mind is burdened by the task
Stress of life
With pressure of survival
The dragons and elves have gone away
Youth allows joy
Age whittles at your soul
Until dreams are painful shards of glass

(Going to be out of it today and maybe for a few days.  Early wake up by a crying child that resulted in an ER visit because no doctors or clinics were open.  So, I’ll apologize for long delays in responses or incoherent responses.)

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Shadows of Birds – Guest Post by Felicity Sidnell Reid…

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Lullaby for a boy buried 7,500 years ago

at L’Anse Amour, Labrador

Lay his fragile flute, my dears,

Safely wrapped in woven scraps,

Near his fingers, stilled at last.

Fever’s gone and peace returns,

Innocence replaces pain,

Once again my eyes can see

The buoyant youth, he left behind.”

Grief has frozen mother’s arms

About his body, cold as stone

Pushed and pulled by tidal waves.

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Years of sea cold lullabies

Whispered in his salty ears,

Once his life had slipped away.

He’d been young, a traveler,

Loved companion at the hearth,

Where, one day, he took a bone,

The hollow shaft of some great gull

And whittled it into a flute.

Then wild music rocked the waves

And blew among the flocks of birds.

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Great auks nested there, and terns

Spun in winds above the beach.

Out at sea the supple seals

Tossed their heads above…

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For the Love of Everything, I Need Whiskey

Here is kind of how my week went:

This week was a procession of bad events.  I wish I could say otherwise, but it was really one of those weeks where I wondered if 2017 told 2018 to finish the job.  Barely slept because of the stress and didn’t get very far with Quest of the Broken-Hearted.  I’m going to do this on a day-by-day to give people an overview.

Sunday

We made a last minute decision to see ‘Paddington 2’.  I checked the theater and it had a lot of empty seats.  15 minutes later, we’re there and seeing that it’s sold out.  Had to rush to another theater for a showing and we made it by the skin of our teeth.  Our necks weren’t really thrilled with the seats, but we avoided a tantrum.  The rest of the day was a blur and I was wrangled into playing ‘Lego Batman’ with the munchkin.  I was exhausted, but figured that was the only wrinkle of the week.

Monday

Martin Luther King Jr. Day, which saw my son in a martial arts camp in the morning.  He got to break his first board and was very proud.  That afternoon he began coughing and showing signs of a cold.  I let him rest and it was going smoothly until we tried ‘Lego Batman’ again.  The game froze and he didn’t take it well, especially since this was so late in the day that we couldn’t try again.  Then something happened at night that soured the day.  Unfortunately, this is the event that I can’t go into.  Just trust me when I say it should have been seen as an omen.

Tuesday

First day without the morning bus and I took the kid to school.  He had a bad cough, but I figured he’d be okay.  There wasn’t a fever . . . until noon and I had to get him.  One doctor’s visit later, I learned he had the common cold and he couldn’t go in the next day because he needs to fever free for 24 hours.  Not like I had just started writing a new book or anything.  At least nothing else . . . Wife in a car accident?  She’s okay and the car can be driven.  I still have a bad feeling here.

Wednesday

The kid is home!  My sanity is gone!  Questions, Legos, more questions, fighting food, refusing to wear layers in the cold house, demanding I play certain songs, and all while I was trying to write at the table.  For the last time, the band is ‘Portugal. The Man’ and not ‘Portugal of Man’.  No, I don’t know where the woman who sings ‘Best Friend’ is at this very moment.  Yes, ‘Red Hot Chili Peppers’ is an old band.  Stop singing the ‘Kars for Kids’ jingle!

Thursday

Kid is going to school while my wife brings her car into the body shop.  Things are looking up.  Why did my passenger side door handle snap off in my hand?  No, daddy’s car doesn’t have to go to the garage.  Stop laughing.  Take the part to grandma and let her know I’ll talk to grandpa when I get home.  Fine, keep laughing, but get in the car.  Getting some writing done and . . . problems with the car repair payment.  Can’t go into the details on my blog, but I can try to talk about it?  Sure, I’ll spend my weekend looking stuff up.  Do we have it settled?  Great.  Nope, not settled.  Maybe settled.  Another call tomorrow morning to see what’s going on.

Friday

Well, that call didn’t settle things.  Oh, it did.  The next one didn’t.  Time to get the wife to work and then the kid to school.  Okay, I’ll meet with his teacher, but I’d like to know what I’m walking into.  No reply, but here I am.  He’s doing great in math and we want to try him in the next class size?  I’m all for it and he seems happy about the chance.  Dunkin Donuts and home to get some writing done.  The car thing is fixed?  Not fixed.  Why does this keep changing!?  Oh dear god, why is there no whiskey in the house?  I think I’m done with writing.  2 chapters done instead of 4, which is disappointing.  Just let me rest on the weekend and I’m eating ‘Lego Batman’ if I’m asked about it again.  Don’t care of PS2 games are toxic or sharp.  Is the car thing really settled now?

Sum Up

Yeah, that might have gotten away from me as I let the chaos take over.  It’s just been a roller coaster this week and I’m annoyed that I didn’t get much done.  The War of Nytefall profiles are done and I got some posts for March scheduled, but my main goal was really Quest of the Broken-Hearted.  I don’t think I succeeded on that one because I got half of what I aimed for.  My hope is to getting further next week and nothing disastrous happens.  That’s really it.  I’m tired and sore.  Enjoy your weekend.

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Smorgasbord Saturday Meet and Greet – At the Watering Hole this week – Hugh W. Roberts, Rosie Amber and The Story Reading Ape

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New M T McGuire release … sort of and Kobo Sale

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Talking about books this week! Well, this is an author blog I have to interrupt the cat and dementia stories sometimes.

Christmas Lites VII is out! Woot!

Even the cover is cool!

Yes! I have a new release out. It’s an anthology of fantastic short stories with one dodgy one from me to lower the tone. Phnark.

Christmas Lites is a charity anthology to help victims of domestic violence. Even the story of how it came about is amazing and because I think that, I’ve made the bold assumption that you will, and decided to tell it to you, now.

As they used to say on Watch With Mother, ‘Are you sitting comfortably? Then I’ll begin.’

Back in 2011, a guy I knew a little from a thread on an Amazon forum, C S Splitter, was given the job of being Father Christmas for his work Christmas party. He hired…

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Questions 3: Tournaments and Festivals

Goku from DBZ and Yusuke from Yu Yu Hakusho

This probably pertains more to anime and manga, but tournaments and festivals are nearly impossible to avoid.  Just finished watching Shakugana No Shana Season 2 and a few episodes went to a festival.  There was also one in Rosario Vampire, Negima, and a few others.  Tournaments are a lot more common though like Dragonball Z, Yu Yu Hakusho, Shaman King, Negima, Fairy Tail, and Flame of Recca.  I guess these allow two things depending on the path:

  • Festivals allow for character interactions within dramas as well as tension in regards to setting things up.  It’s typically in a school setting too.  Once the event happens, you get various antics and payoffs on the relationships you had been pushing.  Festivals are where people confess their feelings or apologize for past slights.  It’s definitely a setting built for character development and expression.
  • Tournaments can have this too, but it’s mostly about fighting.  You get to see how strong characters have become over the course of a series.  Its an excuse to have grand battles that connect to the plot.  It’s also possible to introduce a ton of new characters with rival fighters.  Utilizing banter and flashbacks, you can really draw a newcomers personality out while the fighting happens.  Works best for action-based series though where you learn to judge characters by how they operate in a fight (cheaters or fair play) and how they handle the results.

Beyond all of that, I wasn’t sure what else to say.  I felt like opening up the floor with an old type of post by asking 3 questions:

  1. What do you think of Festivals as a setting?
  2. What do you think of Tournaments as a setting?
  3. Which one would you use in a story and why?
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The 2018 Author Interview Series Featuring Angela Kay

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Don Massenzio Welcome to the 2018 author interview series. Author interviews will be posted every Friday throughout the year. I am honored to continue this series with Angela Kay, a Georgia author and blogger that writes Mystery/Thriller novels. For those … Continue reading

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Meet Guest Pre-Published Author, Traci L. Kenworth…

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Finding Your Way

Our journeys are rarely a straight path. I know, for sure, mine hasn’t been. Though I’ve written stories as long as I can remember, it never occurred to me that I could do this writing thing growing up. I came from a family riddled with poverty. If I needed money, I worked for it on my own. I held down paper routes, two at once. In the summers, I worked for a county program when I turned sixteen. For me, college was the hoped-for way out. Except when you don’t have money, it’s hard to finance it. Loans only went so far. I lasted a year-and-a-half. I came home feeling defeated, like I’d never escape this black hole called poor. Except, around that last half of college, I went to a movie with some friends called Stand by Me. When Chris Chambers’s character says to Gordy that…

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The Immortals Bundle #Fantasy – Preorder now!

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