Unpublished Writings of a Complainer

You would not believe how much it takes to redraw and color things you have already drawn and colored in. It feels like nothing is getting done though, I am doing all the work and know that it is.It takes a lot out of ya.

I hate sitting here all day working on these books and then realizing I haven't moved from the couch besides to eat, drink and go to the bathroom.

This is only one of many stories I am publishing so this will be me for a while. I think I should just relax and take a break. I know I will get it done.

I just don't want to leave it unfinished. I have some crafts I was working on last year that I haven't finished yet. I don't need more things to go on my to do list.

Love & Light

I started a new group and titled it "Love & Light " simply because it reminded me of my Memme Ruth. If you would like to check it out just click here . It is a Facebook group so if you wish to join you will have to have a Facebook profile. however it is an open group so you can look around and check it out and decide if it's something you would like to join.

Most of the stuff you will find in the group seems Wicca related but the group is for everyone and anyone of any religion. I encourage people to share and post anything, so that we can learn from one other.

Obviously I don't want any bashing of anyone's religion or beliefs. I will not try to convert you into any religion. I think as long as you have faith and believe in something you are on the right track.As long as you have LOVE & LIGHT in your life it doesn't matter that we may not share the same religion. What we can share is the love, light and knowledge that we have gained in this life.

A Tribute

I want to write a poem as a tribute to Memme Ruthie but my mind is blocking me. I can't even begin to tell you how I am coping. I cry on and off out of no where. I love Ruthie and she will never truly be gone but knowing that I'll never be able to hug her again is the worst feelings in the world.

I found this poem on the day of her wake and, it helps remind me when I read it.

 

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the star shine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I do not die.
- By Mary Elizabeth Frye

 

But then I went to her funeral and there was a collage of her life with this poem  I can't help but cry because of how rough she had it before she passed.

God saw you getting tired 

and a cure was not to be.

So He put his arms around you 

and whispered, 

"Come to me."

It breaks my heart every time I read it. I just want to remember the life of Ruthie. I want to remember her love and not feel like crying. When my mind starts working again I will write a beautiful tribute for Ruthie.

One Word

I like participating here. You get a minute to write something on the ONE WORD they provide as your inspiration. Here are some examples

the word shepherd 2 years, 2 months ago

It was almost that time. The time when the shepherd came. The horrible shepherd with his stick that he shoved me and my friends around with. Oh how i hate that shepherd! He pulls me back whenever I try to get away. I will never be free with that shepherd around!

the word automatic 2 years, 2 months ago

I like my automatic car. I don’t have to think about it. I just get in it and go. Unlike a manual car where you have to think about how and when you are going to shift the gears in the car. Ugh! Manual cars suck. Automatic all the way!

the word slip 7 minutes ago

Today I went outside and I slipped and landed on my bum. I turned back to see that ice was under me. It was hidden by all the white fluffy snow around.I did not see it on the ground.I did not know to step gingerly, while trolloping through the snow. But I wasn’t the only thing to slip. The "f" word seemed to slip past my lips and ten tiny children stared wide eyed and opened mouth pointing their tiny fingers at me.

 

New Year Resolution

Today is day 3 of the New Year and as many people do, I have made a New Year's Resolution. I have decided to only concentrate on one thing I want most to get done, before this year ends

Which brings me to my post today.

I want to publish my stories in e formats.

AKA epub, pdf,lit,
kindle's azw3, fb2, and mobi.

I have already researched and know how to publish my book in each of these formats. 

What I haven't figured out yet, is if anyone would be interested in buying any of my stories for their ereaders. I am still researching where I would sell the books from. Amazon is a KINDLE only ereader site. While I plan on having kindle books, I refuse for my stories to be a kindle only read. The best, I believe, would be would to be able to turn my blog into a store as well. 

As soon as I know and have anything set up I will share the link.

Christmas is Over

Christmas is over, and my sister Candace and I are working on a story together. It's a kid's story. I think it'll be a great book and I hope to share it with you.