I leave you this year with one fairy:
A shadow fairy, because in the end we look back on the shadow of a year that remains locked in our memories...
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Friday, December 31, 2010
The End
Chapter 2010 ends today, this is the last page to be flipped.
I leave you this year with one fairy:
A shadow fairy, because in the end we look back on the shadow of a year that remains locked in our memories...
I leave you this year with one fairy:
A shadow fairy, because in the end we look back on the shadow of a year that remains locked in our memories...
Thursday, December 30, 2010
inside those pages
I'm writing this up on the fly because all these words are roaming around in my head. I am reading this book called The Thirteenth Tale by Diane Setterfield and while I'm reading I'm not only captivated by her story, but her rich deeper meaning to a writer and a reader.
Her words are reaching me on levels very few books do, and I find myself in awe of her abilities. She has put into words how I feel about writing. The longing that thrives there on the pages is the same longing that takes over my heart. I want to write this way I think to myself. I'm taken back by this author.
So I looked her up, and what do I find? She has only written one best selling book, the one I am reading and it was in 2007!
I find this is the problem with me. Its curious to me that the books that touch my deeper levels, my inner writing fairy, are books that are the only ones to that author. Now I realize Diane Setterfield could still write another book, which I will be on the lookout for, but this is not the first time this has happened to me.
Another book that touched me deeply was written back long ago- The Monk by Matthew Lewis. When I read his book I realized right away what touched me deep in his book as well- It was how his story played out- not the characters, not the actual story story. But imagine, if you will, stringing so many different loops together in 8 weeks and bringing the end of the book right up to the first sentence it started with, then overlapping them so many times and still following through with each individual string of a character and their drive. It was an amazing read! I found myself floored by this author- just as I am by Diane Setterfield.
I'm still Working my way through this current read- but I can tell you now it will become a great favorite and I will dive into it's pages many times just to recapture my heart of a writer inside those pages.
I wish I could express the emotions these two books have caused inside me, but the words escape me- any words I could use would only be a remake of what these authors have already said in a much more profound way then I ever could.
So how does it work, they say write in the way you like to read, but I have no one area I read- Fantasy, non-fiction, Literary, Romance...they are all wonderful genres and I do not find one or the other more to my liking then others...Diane's book has a literary feel and Lewis's book is a Gothic novel, and if these are the books that touch me and these are the books that are my favorite how would I write in this kind of mixed genre?
Do all books touch you this deeply? Is there one or two that have reached you on a level you never knew an author could take you? Tell me your experience with this issue...
Her words are reaching me on levels very few books do, and I find myself in awe of her abilities. She has put into words how I feel about writing. The longing that thrives there on the pages is the same longing that takes over my heart. I want to write this way I think to myself. I'm taken back by this author.
So I looked her up, and what do I find? She has only written one best selling book, the one I am reading and it was in 2007!
I find this is the problem with me. Its curious to me that the books that touch my deeper levels, my inner writing fairy, are books that are the only ones to that author. Now I realize Diane Setterfield could still write another book, which I will be on the lookout for, but this is not the first time this has happened to me.
Another book that touched me deeply was written back long ago- The Monk by Matthew Lewis. When I read his book I realized right away what touched me deep in his book as well- It was how his story played out- not the characters, not the actual story story. But imagine, if you will, stringing so many different loops together in 8 weeks and bringing the end of the book right up to the first sentence it started with, then overlapping them so many times and still following through with each individual string of a character and their drive. It was an amazing read! I found myself floored by this author- just as I am by Diane Setterfield.
I'm still Working my way through this current read- but I can tell you now it will become a great favorite and I will dive into it's pages many times just to recapture my heart of a writer inside those pages.
I wish I could express the emotions these two books have caused inside me, but the words escape me- any words I could use would only be a remake of what these authors have already said in a much more profound way then I ever could.
So how does it work, they say write in the way you like to read, but I have no one area I read- Fantasy, non-fiction, Literary, Romance...they are all wonderful genres and I do not find one or the other more to my liking then others...Diane's book has a literary feel and Lewis's book is a Gothic novel, and if these are the books that touch me and these are the books that are my favorite how would I write in this kind of mixed genre?
Do all books touch you this deeply? Is there one or two that have reached you on a level you never knew an author could take you? Tell me your experience with this issue...
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
A short note
Be inspired today!
"People disappear when they die. Their voice, their laughter, the warmth of their breath. Their flesh. Eventually their bones. All living memory of them ceases. This is both dreadful and natural. Yet for some there is an exception to this annihilation. For in the books they write they continue to exist. We can rediscover them. Their humor, their tone of voice, their moods. Through the written word they can anger you or make you happy. They can comfort you. They can perplex you. They can alter you. All this, even though they are dead. Like flies in amber, like corpses frozen in ice, that which according to the laws of nature should pass away is, by the miracle of ink on paper, preserved. It is a kind of magic."
~~ Diane Setterfield, from the book The Thirteenth Tale
"People disappear when they die. Their voice, their laughter, the warmth of their breath. Their flesh. Eventually their bones. All living memory of them ceases. This is both dreadful and natural. Yet for some there is an exception to this annihilation. For in the books they write they continue to exist. We can rediscover them. Their humor, their tone of voice, their moods. Through the written word they can anger you or make you happy. They can comfort you. They can perplex you. They can alter you. All this, even though they are dead. Like flies in amber, like corpses frozen in ice, that which according to the laws of nature should pass away is, by the miracle of ink on paper, preserved. It is a kind of magic."
~~ Diane Setterfield, from the book The Thirteenth Tale
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
The value of importance
I'm sitting here thinking back...evaluating myself. In 2010 what did I do that is worth remembering about myself?
Publication- times 2
My Associates Degree in English-
I even talked one of my professors into rethinking commas and how they are used.
I wrote new stories.
I read many books
I planned two birthday parties and made cakes.
I helped my youngest with her science fair project.
I watched a movie with both of my girls every Wednesday for 4 months.
I helped my daughter practice her Gymnastics and learn to spell new words.
I helped my grandmother get groceries all year long because she can't afford it.
I Volunteered my time at the Mercer house.
I encouraged the community to get involved in Open Mic nights.
I helped my fellow peers and my sister pass English class because I wanted to.
But the most important thing I did last year- I was there when my children needed me for encouragement, for commitment, for help, and through the tears.
I accomplished a lot.
Publication- times 2
My Associates Degree in English-
I even talked one of my professors into rethinking commas and how they are used.
I wrote new stories.
I read many books
But out of all of these things I don't find any of them worth while yet. Why , well because my kids are not directly involved.
Here are the important things I did:
I planned two birthday parties and made cakes.
I helped my youngest with her science fair project.
I watched a movie with both of my girls every Wednesday for 4 months.
I helped my daughter practice her Gymnastics and learn to spell new words.
I helped my grandmother get groceries all year long because she can't afford it.
I Volunteered my time at the Mercer house.
I encouraged the community to get involved in Open Mic nights.
I helped my fellow peers and my sister pass English class because I wanted to.
But the most important thing I did last year- I was there when my children needed me for encouragement, for commitment, for help, and through the tears.
Whats your most important thing you did last year?
Rejection
My newest rejection to add to my collage comes from a new magazine called Certain Circuits...
Dear S.A.,
Thank you very much for your submission. We are still reading for the issue, but we wanted you to know that these did not fit for us.
We hope that you will continue to follow and support our progress, and that you will consider submitting other work in the future.
Best,
Bonnie MacAllister
Friday, December 24, 2010
Top 10 christmas pictures
It's Christmas eve and life is wonderful! Here is my Friday top ten in pics!
(note all photos taken off line)
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9
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6
5
4
3
2
1
Hope you enjoyed the pictures.
See you all again real soon!
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
New blogfests going on....
The Holiday is so close I think I'm starting to smell cookies and feel some excitement bursting around me.
On January 1st there is a short blogfest called Eye Candy Blogfest all about pictures!
On January 1st through the 31st is a challenging blogfest called 100 words for $100 dollars blogfest
January 2nd has a great blogfest called the No kiss blogfest
On January 3rd is an easy blogfest called the Show me yours blogfest
January 5th is my birthday and I'm hosting an easy blogfest called the New creation blogfest
On January 8th Elle is hosting a more challenging blogfest called the Writing with the stars blogfest
January 15th gives a bit more of a challenge with the Show VS Tell Blogfest
An for January 21st there are two great blogfests going on. The first one is from DL called the Significant Other Blogfest
and then Tessa if having her birthday and is celebrating with her Tessa's birthday bash blogfest
Have fun participating everyone!!!!
So many of my fellow bloggers have already went on vacation for the holiday and yet there are still many of you here. So I decided to give you all something to read about. Just in case.
I have found some great blogfests to participate in around the blogging world coming in January. Some are short and sweet and some take some time to put together. So here they are my friends...
On January 1st there is a short blogfest called Eye Candy Blogfest all about pictures!
On January 1st through the 31st is a challenging blogfest called 100 words for $100 dollars blogfest
On January 3rd is an easy blogfest called the Show me yours blogfest
January 5th is my birthday and I'm hosting an easy blogfest called the New creation blogfest
On January 8th Elle is hosting a more challenging blogfest called the Writing with the stars blogfest
January 15th gives a bit more of a challenge with the Show VS Tell Blogfest
An for January 21st there are two great blogfests going on. The first one is from DL called the Significant Other Blogfest
and then Tessa if having her birthday and is celebrating with her Tessa's birthday bash blogfest
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Monday, December 20, 2010
Be Jolly By Golly Entry
Here are my pictures for this Jolly by golly blogfest
from Jen...enjoy! and be sure to check out everyone elses as well!
from Jen...enjoy! and be sure to check out everyone elses as well!
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| My Christmas Tree |
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| My lighted Christmas tree |
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| My girls decorating the tree |
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Author Unknown
I was tagged to post this to other people, so here is the poem by an unknown author. Enjoy!
THE GIFT
Author Unknown
T'WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS,
HE LIVED ALL ALONE,
IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF
PLASTER AND STONE.
I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY
WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE,
AND TO SEE JUST WHO
IN THIS HOME DID LIVE.
I LOOKED ALL ABOUT,
A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE,
NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS,
NOT EVEN A TREE.
NO STOCKING BY MANTLE,
JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND,
ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES
OF FAR DISTANT LANDS.
WITH MEDALS AND BADGES,
AWARDS OF ALL KINDS,
A SOBER THOUGHT
CAME THROUGH MY MIND.
FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT,
IT WAS DARK AND DREARY,
I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER,
ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY.
THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING,
SILENT, ALONE,
CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR
IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME.
THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE,
THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER,
NOT HOW I PICTURED
A UNITED STATES SOLDIER.
WAS THIS THE HERO OF WHOM I'D JUST READ?
CURLED UP ON A PONCHO, THE FLOOR FOR A BED?
I REALIZED THE FAMILIES
THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT,
OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS
WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT.
SOON ROUND THE WORLD,
THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY,
AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE
A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY.
THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM
EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR,
BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS,
LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE.
I COULDN'T HELP WONDER
HOW MANY LAY ALONE,
ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE
IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME.
THE VERY THOUGHT
BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE,
I DROPPED TO MY KNEES
AND STARTED TO CRY.
THE SOLDIER AWAKENED
AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE,
"SANTA DON'T CRY,
THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE;
I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM,
I DON'T ASK FOR MORE,
MY LIFE IS MY GOD,
MY COUNTRY, MY CORPS."
THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER
AND SOON DRIFTED TO SLEEP,
I COULDN'T CONTROL IT,
I CONTINUED TO WEEP.
I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS,
SO SILENT AND STILL
AND WE BOTH SHIVERED
FROM THE COLD NIGHT'S CHILL.
I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE
ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT,
THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR
SO WILLING TO FIGHT.
THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER,
WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE,
WHISPERED, "CARRY ON SANTA,
IT'S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE."
ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH, AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT.
"MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND, AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT."
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Twisted christmas fairy tale blogfest entry
Hello everyone, here is my blogfest entry for the Twisted Christmas fairy tale blogfest.
This was so much fun to write! I can't wait to read everyone elses blogfest entry.
"Snow White, you just lie back and rest. Remember don't answer the door for anyone. We will be back in the morning." Said Doc
Snow white nodded. Her little men were so sweet and kind to her, they only wished to protect her. She watched each one leave the house. The minute the door shut she rushed off the bed to grab all the presents she hid. She made a gift for each one, Doc, Happy, Dopey, Sneezy, Grumpy, Bashful, and Sleepy. Tomorrow was Christmas Morning and she wanted it to be the best Christmas she could ever give them.
"Knock knock, hello Snow White? I have something important to tell you." an old woman's voice said.
Snow White looked out the window. A hunched over old lady stood on the step. She had a little basket with her covered in a red cloth and her outfit was all white with red hems. A cute little cap sat on her gray hair all turned up in a bun. Her cheeks were rosy from the falling snow outside. Poor thing. Snow white new she had to let her in or she'd freeze. The door opened and the old woman took a step in.
"Do I know you?" Snow white asked leading her to the fireplace with seven red stockings hanging on the mantle above.
"You should know me." The old woman said as she sat on a lone chair.
"Here let me get you a nice cup of warm milk. I have cookies to if you are hungry."
"Oh that wont be necessary." The old lady pulled the red cloth from her basket and she had cookies and milk tucked inside. "I brought these for you dear."
"Oh how very sweet of you." Snow white picked a little gingerbread man with green frosting. She took the first bite and it tasted so wonderful with sugar and spices she scarfed the whole thing down. "Didn't you say you had something to tell me?"
"Yes dear...would you like some milk before we talk?"
Snow white drank a cup of her milk. It was warm and sweet going down. She briefly wondered how the milk stayed warm when she suddenly saw the fireplace turn into two fireplaces. Her knees shook and she landed hard on the floor knelt beside the old woman.
"Ah now we can talk. You see You have taken my husband Snowwhite. You took Mr. Claus away from me and I just can't have that."
"I don't understand..." Snowwhite slumped to the floor watching the old woman turn into three old women. Her heart sputtered next to her rib cage and the fire was hot on her back.
"You're little men, are all my husband. He saw you and used his Christmas magic to turn himself into dwarfs. Every day when they got to work, he turns back into Santa Claus and goes to the factory at the north pole. He calls me every night to tell me how he will be working late with so many new children coming every year. But You see I followed him and that's how I found you." All the Mrs Claus's rocked back and forth in their chairs smiling down at Snow White.
"What have you done to me?" Snow white's upper lip began to sweat and heat overwhelmed her like a hot flashes.
"Oh don't worry dear, its just a little potion. In a little while you will forget everything, and we will trade places. I'll thank you as you walk out the door to go back to the north pole." Mrs Claus snatched a piece of hair from snow whites head. She placed it in a glass of milk then drank it all in one gulp. Snow white watched as the old Lady turned into her right before her eyes. The next thing she remembered was looking at Snow white standing in front of the door.
"Thank you for the cookies Mrs Claus." Snow white said.
"Oh you are very welcome dear." Mrs Claus shuffled out the door with her empty basket. She knew she had to return to the North Pole to help Mr. Claus get ready for Christmas.
This was so much fun to write! I can't wait to read everyone elses blogfest entry.
The exchange
Snow white nodded. Her little men were so sweet and kind to her, they only wished to protect her. She watched each one leave the house. The minute the door shut she rushed off the bed to grab all the presents she hid. She made a gift for each one, Doc, Happy, Dopey, Sneezy, Grumpy, Bashful, and Sleepy. Tomorrow was Christmas Morning and she wanted it to be the best Christmas she could ever give them.
"Knock knock, hello Snow White? I have something important to tell you." an old woman's voice said.
Snow White looked out the window. A hunched over old lady stood on the step. She had a little basket with her covered in a red cloth and her outfit was all white with red hems. A cute little cap sat on her gray hair all turned up in a bun. Her cheeks were rosy from the falling snow outside. Poor thing. Snow white new she had to let her in or she'd freeze. The door opened and the old woman took a step in.
"Do I know you?" Snow white asked leading her to the fireplace with seven red stockings hanging on the mantle above.
"You should know me." The old woman said as she sat on a lone chair.
"Here let me get you a nice cup of warm milk. I have cookies to if you are hungry."
"Oh that wont be necessary." The old lady pulled the red cloth from her basket and she had cookies and milk tucked inside. "I brought these for you dear."
"Oh how very sweet of you." Snow white picked a little gingerbread man with green frosting. She took the first bite and it tasted so wonderful with sugar and spices she scarfed the whole thing down. "Didn't you say you had something to tell me?"
"Yes dear...would you like some milk before we talk?"
Snow white drank a cup of her milk. It was warm and sweet going down. She briefly wondered how the milk stayed warm when she suddenly saw the fireplace turn into two fireplaces. Her knees shook and she landed hard on the floor knelt beside the old woman.
"Ah now we can talk. You see You have taken my husband Snowwhite. You took Mr. Claus away from me and I just can't have that."
"I don't understand..." Snowwhite slumped to the floor watching the old woman turn into three old women. Her heart sputtered next to her rib cage and the fire was hot on her back.
"You're little men, are all my husband. He saw you and used his Christmas magic to turn himself into dwarfs. Every day when they got to work, he turns back into Santa Claus and goes to the factory at the north pole. He calls me every night to tell me how he will be working late with so many new children coming every year. But You see I followed him and that's how I found you." All the Mrs Claus's rocked back and forth in their chairs smiling down at Snow White.
"What have you done to me?" Snow white's upper lip began to sweat and heat overwhelmed her like a hot flashes.
"Oh don't worry dear, its just a little potion. In a little while you will forget everything, and we will trade places. I'll thank you as you walk out the door to go back to the north pole." Mrs Claus snatched a piece of hair from snow whites head. She placed it in a glass of milk then drank it all in one gulp. Snow white watched as the old Lady turned into her right before her eyes. The next thing she remembered was looking at Snow white standing in front of the door.
"Thank you for the cookies Mrs Claus." Snow white said.
"Oh you are very welcome dear." Mrs Claus shuffled out the door with her empty basket. She knew she had to return to the North Pole to help Mr. Claus get ready for Christmas.
Friday, December 17, 2010
Friday top ten pics!
Because I am a huge fan of Under the Tiki hut friday top ten list, I'm using a side of her idea and putting it together with my own top ten pictures for friday...
If you are looking for my blogfest rules and linky Click HERE
Here we go: enjoy:
Top ten Christmas Fairies!
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If you are looking for my blogfest rules and linky Click HERE
Here we go: enjoy:
Top ten Christmas Fairies!
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9
8
7
6
5
4
3
2
And my number one favorite:
Thursday, December 16, 2010
New creation blogfest
Ladies and gents I am doing my second blogfest! WooHoo.
The blogfest is called "New Creation Blogfest"
Rules:
1)Pick one ending sentence from last years stories, your favorite one that you wrote. (Only one, and yes it has to be an ending sentence)
2) Write one brand new starting sentence for a story you have been thinking about, or something off the top of your head. But it must be your first sentence. (Yes only one, and yes it must be new.)
There will be no prizes- for fun only
That's only two sentences for a blogfest, but imagine the possibilities and that's the point. So come join me...
The blogfest is called "New Creation Blogfest"
Rules:
1)Pick one ending sentence from last years stories, your favorite one that you wrote. (Only one, and yes it has to be an ending sentence)
2) Write one brand new starting sentence for a story you have been thinking about, or something off the top of your head. But it must be your first sentence. (Yes only one, and yes it must be new.)
Now post your ending and brand new beginning sentence in one post on January 5th
why January 5th? Because that is my 29th birthday and I'd like to celebrate with all of you by the ending of the year and the start of something new!There will be no prizes- for fun only
That's only two sentences for a blogfest, but imagine the possibilities and that's the point. So come join me...
Around the Blogs...
I haven't had much time to do this recently, but I'm done with classes, just waiting to hear back on my grades. So woot to Christmas break! Anyway I found great blog posts in the last few weeks/months that I wanted to share them with everyone because I follow these people for a reason and nine times out of ten it has a lot to do with what they post.
Alright, Here we go...
First head over to Mason's Blog for Free e-books today only of and inspired by Jane Austin! Click here to read the post
C N Nevets is a really great blogging buddy. Hes a hard working writer just like the rest of us writers and he truly believes in his craft. He has a great post on an author about getting published and what the author went through to get there. It made me feel better about what I'm going through and spoke to me. You can find this post HERE
Sharde is a blogging friend that is genui8ne, unique, and honest. I've been following her a while and she has always been so patient with me even when I'm busy. She's a busy lady herself. Her blog has a little of everything. She doesn't blog all the time, but she makes it count when she does and she always reads the most interesting books. She started Vlogging as well, reading excerpts of peoples work called Lemon Squeezes. You can find her blog HERE
Jules has lovely blogposts. I adore reading what she writes because she can take normal day life and turn it into such magical creations and she does it with nearly every post. She has such a creative mind and kind heart...you can see one of her posts HERE
The Golden eagle has a lovely blog post about Elements of a good plot. I enjoy this blog because she does a little of everything from book review to funny stuff and blogfests, and everyone knows how much I love blogfests. To see the elements of plots post click HERE
And that's my round up, There are more But I'm still getting back into the swing of blogging as normal.
Have a great day everyone!
Alright, Here we go...
First head over to Mason's Blog for Free e-books today only of and inspired by Jane Austin! Click here to read the post
C N Nevets is a really great blogging buddy. Hes a hard working writer just like the rest of us writers and he truly believes in his craft. He has a great post on an author about getting published and what the author went through to get there. It made me feel better about what I'm going through and spoke to me. You can find this post HERE
Sharde is a blogging friend that is genui8ne, unique, and honest. I've been following her a while and she has always been so patient with me even when I'm busy. She's a busy lady herself. Her blog has a little of everything. She doesn't blog all the time, but she makes it count when she does and she always reads the most interesting books. She started Vlogging as well, reading excerpts of peoples work called Lemon Squeezes. You can find her blog HERE
Jules has lovely blogposts. I adore reading what she writes because she can take normal day life and turn it into such magical creations and she does it with nearly every post. She has such a creative mind and kind heart...you can see one of her posts HERE
The Golden eagle has a lovely blog post about Elements of a good plot. I enjoy this blog because she does a little of everything from book review to funny stuff and blogfests, and everyone knows how much I love blogfests. To see the elements of plots post click HERE
And that's my round up, There are more But I'm still getting back into the swing of blogging as normal.
Have a great day everyone!
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Nughty or nice?
Fun things I've found getting ready for Christmas....
Have you been Naughty or nice? Santa can tell you right now Just put your name in his box and he will check his list....Santa's list
(I was on the nice list )
Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Night Before Christmas
| 'Twas the night before Christmas at Sunnydale High, Buffy was training in the library with Giles, The stakes were laid out on a table with care, In hope that some vampires soon would be there. Willow was giving werewolf Oz a flea-dip, And Xander was trying so hard to be hip, Cordelia was tossing and turning in bed, While visions of Amex cards danced in her head. Alone in his mansion undead Angel was thinking, About Hellmouth demons and vampires, blood-drinking. Spike had left town and was stalking Drusilla, Unsure whether to love her or maim her or kill her. Snyder was brooding, it made him quite huffy, Trying to work out what to do about Buffy. Then outside the library came such a clatter, That Giles said 'Good grief! What on earth is the matter?' He turned and faced Wesley who as usual was fretting, Wesley's was all pasty and with fear he was sweating, Thinking of demons made him shudder and shiver, He dived under a table and hid there all of a-quiver. "Giles, training is fun, but it's time to stop playing," Said Buffy, "It's high time I did some more slaying, My stake's in my handbag," she said with a frown, Then they all went outside to hunt demons down. Out in the darkness such a sight met their eyes, That the four of them gasped in shock and surprise, A fat vampire Santa in an old rotting sled, Drawn by eight reindeer, all zombies, undead. "Once in a millennium, or so I've been told, Comes undead Santa - I'm sure it's writ in some scroll, The Council surely have details in their Watcher archives, Meanwhile," said Giles, "Let's run for our lives!" "Nope!" argued Buffy, eyeing flesh-eating reindeer, "I won't have a vampire spoil this night of good cheer, I wish Angel could help us, wish he was here with me." Then Angel stepped from the shadows, said, "Buffy, forgive me." Willow threw home-made powders "It's zombie repellent," The eight reindeer sneezed, Xander said "Excellent, We've got eight sneezing zombies and a vampire in red, And goodness knows what in that sack on his sled!" While Willow and Xander tried some more tricks, Buffy launched into somersaults, cartwheels and kicks, "Die Comet! Die Cupid! Die Donner and Blitzen! Die Dasher and Dancer! Die Prancer and Vixen!" She stood back a moment and Giles gave a gulp, The eight zombie reindeer were beat to a pulp! The Angel called out in the midst of these capers, "Buffy, the vampire! Don't let him escape us!" The vampire's fangs glistened above the white beard; "Must I really kill Santa? God this feels weird!" A somersault took her right over the sled, And she kicked him three times in the face and the head. "Very nice little girl, but you need to be quick, To stop me delivering," said the vampire St. Nick, "In my sack I have gifts that will make you turn pale, Enough to open the Hellmouth and destroy Sunnydale!" Buffy got angry, it made her so mad, To meet vampire St. Nick, this Santa gone bad, So quickly she called on all her slayer's arts, And planted her stake straight through Santa's heart. In cloud of dry dust, vampire Santa exploded, And Angel checked on the sacks which he swiftly unloaded, "Best burn all the presents, they're pure evil," he smiled, "With that I concur - here's some matches," said Giles. "Oh dear, we killed Santa," said Buffy and sighed, "Never mind, he was evil ... Merry Christmas, you guys!" |
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Buffy parody
(This is not my poem, I got here click link above)
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Parents night before Christmas
Just something to share with assembly required....
A parent's night before Christmas
I searched for the tools to hand to my spouse.
Instructions were studied and we were inspired,
In hopes we could manage "Some Assembly Required."
The children were quiet (not asleep) in their beds,
While Dad and I faced the evening with dread:
A kitchen, two bikes, Barbie's town house to boot!
And, thanks to Grandpa, a train with a toot!
We opened the boxes, my heart skipped a beat....
Let no parts be missing or parts incomplete!
Too late for last-minute returns or replacement;
If we can't get it right, it goes in the basement!
When what to my worrying eyes should appear,
But 50 sheets of directions, concise, but not clear,
With each part numbered and every slot named,
So if we failed, only we could be blamed.
More rapid than eagles the parts then fell out,
All over the carpet they were scattered about.
"Now bolt it! Now twist it! Attach it right there!
Slide on the seats, and staple the stair!
Hammer the shelves, and nail to the stand."
"Honey," said hubby, "you just glued my hand."
And then in a twinkling, I knew for a fact
That all the toy dealers had indeed made a pact
To keep parents busy all Christmas Eve night
With "assembly required" till morning's first light.
We spoke not a word, but kept bent at our work,
Till our eyes, they went bleary; our fingers all hurt.
The coffee went cold and the night, it wore thin
Before we attached the last rod and last pin.
Then laying the tools away in the chest,
We fell into bed for a well-deserved rest.
But I said to my husband just before I passed out,
"This will be the best Christmas, without any doubt.
Tomorrow we'll cheer, let the holiday ring,
And not have to run to the store for a thing!
We did it! We did it! The toys are all set
For the perfect, most perfect, Christmas, I bet!"
Then off to dreamland and sweet repose I gratefully went,
Though I suppose there's something to say for those self-deluded...
I'd forgotten that batteries are never included!
Monday, December 13, 2010
Crazy Holiday Blogfest entry
The important thing here is to write....and so with that in mind I have yet endured my fingertips and pens to another blogfest, The Crazy Holiday Blogfest
My Holiday: Christmas
My entry: 250 words or less....
I reached into the small box of my mother's old ornaments. My hand held a piece of fabric and a tear threatened the corner of my eye. I pulled out the small gingerbread doll made of brown felt material with a red ribbon trim. The left eye had fallen off many years ago and half a gingerbread cookie was still glued to the ornaments tummy. I remembered making this for her, I wanted her to see how great I could do, and I had fantasized about how much she would gush over a pretty hand made third graders gift.
But she didn't gush at all. She never said a word about it. Never told me how proud she was of it. There was only one thing she did that I could remember.
She hung it on the front of the tree every year until the day she died.
My Holiday: Christmas
My entry: 250 words or less....
I reached into the small box of my mother's old ornaments. My hand held a piece of fabric and a tear threatened the corner of my eye. I pulled out the small gingerbread doll made of brown felt material with a red ribbon trim. The left eye had fallen off many years ago and half a gingerbread cookie was still glued to the ornaments tummy. I remembered making this for her, I wanted her to see how great I could do, and I had fantasized about how much she would gush over a pretty hand made third graders gift.
But she didn't gush at all. She never said a word about it. Never told me how proud she was of it. There was only one thing she did that I could remember.
She hung it on the front of the tree every year until the day she died.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Christmas Tales Blogfest entry
And for my next trick...here is my entry for the Christmas Tales Blogfest: requirements: (condensed can version) no more than 700 words, can be anything that includes Christmas including poetry.
Dear Santa,
I do not want a new Wii for Christmas or the new hot phone.
I do not wish for bags of faeries, toys, or clothes.
All I really want this year is my girls at home.
I want to see their smiling faces as they look under our tree,
I wish for laughter, voices, conversation, and the funny.
Please give our little apartment pictures worth our memory.
From a loving mother.
Saturday, December 11, 2010
It's a record! 3 entries!
I know I'm crazy right? But here I am up to my tricks again and for this trick I have The Harry potter blogfest from In Time , the Mid-Winter Blogfest and the Through the key hole Blogfest.
And because I am doing all of them I will be combining the first two blogfests together HP and Mid-winter, that way you all are not reading forever!
Fairies were trapped on the walls, hung in their picture perfect cages above the unmade queen size bed. The light from a lone window made their wings shimmer as if they floated in those pictures. The white walls backsplashed paintings, hand made, with sprinkling waterfalls and autumn forests.
The closet doors held hand made pictures from holidays with tiny little poems expressing love. Inside the closet were rows of multicolored clothes, mostly shirts. At the feet of the clothes was a pile of shoes, most of them black, but nearly all high heels.
A desk sat beside the closet. It was simple with metal legs and a wood top. A computer was on it with an image in the desktop of a blue fairy. Pens were kept in a can that looked as though it was made by a 6 year old. Papers scattered below the screen, a book lay on top of the mess.
Two dressers lined the walls next to two bookshelves. On the shelves inhabited note books, romance novels, children books, and older books to the likes of Edgar Poe and Jane Austin as well as journals. Leaving the room one thing caught my attention, a mirror for the dresser was backwards and a towel hung over it.
GIRL TALK
This was the first Christmas eve I would spend at Ginny's house. I haven't seen her since last year, and as I walked into the Weasley's house I watched in awe as Ginny descended the stairs. She has grown up so much in just a short time. Her hair is flat and straight, her skin is perfect. Behind her Hermione giggled walking down with her. I ran over to them both and gave them a hug.
"Did you just get in Summer?" Ginny asked.
"Yes just. How are you both?"
"Pleasantly well despite the attacks." Hermoine stated.
Each girl locked one arm of mine with theirs. We found cookies on the bed when we reached Ginny's room. I grabbed one of her pillows and laid back on it looking out the upstairs window. Snowflakes fell slowly outside like little puffs of clouds gently swaying to the ground. Some found our bedroom hideout and clung to the window only to quickly transform into a tiny drop of water and slide down the glass like a tear.
"Any one new we should know about?" Ginny asked as she pulled a box from under her bed.
"No, You?"
"Harry," she sighed, " he doesn't have great skin, but he is strong, brilliant, and handsome."
"Ha Ha! Harry, really Ginny, you think he's...handsome. Its like talking about my brother." Hermoine chimed in.
"You have a thing for my brother." Ginny laughed. She placed the box on the bed and opened it slowly. "lets do things a different way, without magic."
I watched Ginny pull ribbons, styro-foam balls and tiny pins with fantastically designed heads. She laid them all out on the bed and we giggled, talked, and made ornaments til morning.
And because I am doing all of them I will be combining the first two blogfests together HP and Mid-winter, that way you all are not reading forever!
Now for the Key hole blogfest I have to write basic description of a room and people guess what TYPE of person would have this kind of room. So here I go.
Fairies were trapped on the walls, hung in their picture perfect cages above the unmade queen size bed. The light from a lone window made their wings shimmer as if they floated in those pictures. The white walls backsplashed paintings, hand made, with sprinkling waterfalls and autumn forests.
The closet doors held hand made pictures from holidays with tiny little poems expressing love. Inside the closet were rows of multicolored clothes, mostly shirts. At the feet of the clothes was a pile of shoes, most of them black, but nearly all high heels.
A desk sat beside the closet. It was simple with metal legs and a wood top. A computer was on it with an image in the desktop of a blue fairy. Pens were kept in a can that looked as though it was made by a 6 year old. Papers scattered below the screen, a book lay on top of the mess.
Two dressers lined the walls next to two bookshelves. On the shelves inhabited note books, romance novels, children books, and older books to the likes of Edgar Poe and Jane Austin as well as journals. Leaving the room one thing caught my attention, a mirror for the dresser was backwards and a towel hung over it.
Alright and now the for HP/Midwinter Blogfest entry
GIRL TALK
This was the first Christmas eve I would spend at Ginny's house. I haven't seen her since last year, and as I walked into the Weasley's house I watched in awe as Ginny descended the stairs. She has grown up so much in just a short time. Her hair is flat and straight, her skin is perfect. Behind her Hermione giggled walking down with her. I ran over to them both and gave them a hug.
"Did you just get in Summer?" Ginny asked.
"Yes just. How are you both?"
"Pleasantly well despite the attacks." Hermoine stated.
Each girl locked one arm of mine with theirs. We found cookies on the bed when we reached Ginny's room. I grabbed one of her pillows and laid back on it looking out the upstairs window. Snowflakes fell slowly outside like little puffs of clouds gently swaying to the ground. Some found our bedroom hideout and clung to the window only to quickly transform into a tiny drop of water and slide down the glass like a tear.
"Any one new we should know about?" Ginny asked as she pulled a box from under her bed.
"No, You?"
"Harry," she sighed, " he doesn't have great skin, but he is strong, brilliant, and handsome."
"Ha Ha! Harry, really Ginny, you think he's...handsome. Its like talking about my brother." Hermoine chimed in.
"You have a thing for my brother." Ginny laughed. She placed the box on the bed and opened it slowly. "lets do things a different way, without magic."
I watched Ginny pull ribbons, styro-foam balls and tiny pins with fantastically designed heads. She laid them all out on the bed and we giggled, talked, and made ornaments til morning.
Friday, December 10, 2010
Its Time to write again!!
Come one, come all to see the magical world of writing....BLOGFESTS
So here's the end of this months line up.....don't forget January blogfests are also starting and you can view the ones I have found on my right side bar. Its easy...no hassle, just click and off to blogfest land you go!
And now for Decembers much anticipated blogfests...
December 11th (Saturday)
Harry potter blogfest
December 12th-18th
Query Letter blogfest
December 18th
Twisted christmas fairy tale blogfest
Better hurry to sign up, some of them start as soon as tomorrow!
So here's the end of this months line up.....don't forget January blogfests are also starting and you can view the ones I have found on my right side bar. Its easy...no hassle, just click and off to blogfest land you go!
And now for Decembers much anticipated blogfests...
December 11th (Saturday)
Harry potter blogfest
AND
Mid-winter Blogfest December 12th (Sunday)
Christmas Tales Blogfest December 13th (Monday)
The Crazy Holiday Blogfest December 15th (Wednesday)
Truth is stranger than fiction BlogfestDecember 12th-18th
Query Letter blogfest
December 18th
Twisted christmas fairy tale blogfest
December 20th
Jolly Golly BlogfestBetter hurry to sign up, some of them start as soon as tomorrow!
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Update: Blogfests
Hello everyone, I am again participating in blogfests, there are several coming up, the Harrpotter blogfest, the midwinter blogfest, and I'm participating in the through the keyhole blogfest, you can check them out on my side bar.
My through the key hole entry will be up on Saturday for those who are looking for it, we have til Saturday to post it. I'm still working through finals so I know my entry is later than other peoples.
But good news is I only have classes today and Monday then woot to Christmas Break!
Check back on Saturday for all three blogfest entries, yes in one post- but done worry I combined them so I do believe I kept it under 1000 words for the whole post! (Happy dances)
Tonight I'm putting up the Christmas tree with my girls and we are going to make cookies too! Then I have a couple essays to do for one final and a french test to study for, then poof done. Like magic it will be over.
I think that's one of the great things about college, there is a start and an end, I do not go and do the same things every day.
I'm also work on my fifth revision of my Short story for publication.
Have a great rest of the week everyone and I look forward to reading your blogfest entries on Saturday!
My through the key hole entry will be up on Saturday for those who are looking for it, we have til Saturday to post it. I'm still working through finals so I know my entry is later than other peoples.
But good news is I only have classes today and Monday then woot to Christmas Break!
Check back on Saturday for all three blogfest entries, yes in one post- but done worry I combined them so I do believe I kept it under 1000 words for the whole post! (Happy dances)
Tonight I'm putting up the Christmas tree with my girls and we are going to make cookies too! Then I have a couple essays to do for one final and a french test to study for, then poof done. Like magic it will be over.
I think that's one of the great things about college, there is a start and an end, I do not go and do the same things every day.
I'm also work on my fifth revision of my Short story for publication.
Have a great rest of the week everyone and I look forward to reading your blogfest entries on Saturday!
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Weird me
Make a weird statement about yourself....or bend the rules and make a weird statement in general- who knows where it will lead :)
This blog hop is all about having fun, meeting new bloggers, building new readership and sharing your brand of weird with the world.
My Weird me statement:
Phantasmagoric is one of the first words I ever had to look up in college, because of that (and it is a fantastic word) I fell in love with it and think it should be used more often.
If you want to participate click the HERE
Thursday, December 2, 2010
What the cats say about my homework...
This is my last big weekend before the end of semester. My stomach is tied in intricate double bows as I'm studying my math final. I know I must do well in order to receive a "C" letter grade. In the last half of this semester I've pulled myself up from and "F" in math- it is by far my worst subject- math is a language I'm not capable of learning...
For the first time in the last three years my french teacher has finally warmed up to me, I received an "A" on my 15 sentence reply (in french) to a news report on Veils covering faces...My professor actually told me that I'd do well if I ever wanted to major in the french language and she would be more than willing to help me fix the 15 sentences into a writing sample for a degree in it. I of course told her politely my preference was English and writing. But what an accomplishment for me!
This weekend holds all my grades in fine lines....what happens next depends on my writing ability in my last two classes: Horror literature and Scottish Literature.
Horror, I must complete my 6 page film review of "Paranormal Activity" and then on Monday I will receive my take home writing assignments for my Final.
In Scottish literature I must finish my 10 page critical review of "Poor things" By Alasdair Gray connecting it with my class learning for my final grade. This also happens to be a paper I plan on sending in as my writing sample for my Masters Degree in English which will start this Summer as long as I can get all three letters of recommendation, the application, the fees, and my writing sample in before February. They are only picking 15 people to Participate in this Master program. I also have to maintain a grade point average (GPA) of 3.0 for this semester and next semester in order to be accepted for this program.
And Finally I have to do my Final revisions for my short story publication.
Is it me or is everything happening so fast?
Please forgive me as I slack horribly on my blogging and commenting.
For the first time in the last three years my french teacher has finally warmed up to me, I received an "A" on my 15 sentence reply (in french) to a news report on Veils covering faces...My professor actually told me that I'd do well if I ever wanted to major in the french language and she would be more than willing to help me fix the 15 sentences into a writing sample for a degree in it. I of course told her politely my preference was English and writing. But what an accomplishment for me!
This weekend holds all my grades in fine lines....what happens next depends on my writing ability in my last two classes: Horror literature and Scottish Literature.
Horror, I must complete my 6 page film review of "Paranormal Activity" and then on Monday I will receive my take home writing assignments for my Final.
In Scottish literature I must finish my 10 page critical review of "Poor things" By Alasdair Gray connecting it with my class learning for my final grade. This also happens to be a paper I plan on sending in as my writing sample for my Masters Degree in English which will start this Summer as long as I can get all three letters of recommendation, the application, the fees, and my writing sample in before February. They are only picking 15 people to Participate in this Master program. I also have to maintain a grade point average (GPA) of 3.0 for this semester and next semester in order to be accepted for this program.
And Finally I have to do my Final revisions for my short story publication.
Is it me or is everything happening so fast?
Please forgive me as I slack horribly on my blogging and commenting.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Take on Amazon with Talli!!!
Help Talli Roland's debut novel THE HATING GAME hit the Kindle bestseller list at Amazon.com and Amazon.co.uk by spreading the word today. Even a few sales in a short period of time on Amazon helps push the book up the rankings, making it more visible to other readers.
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Monday, November 29, 2010
The last stretch/ blogfests
The last stretch is coming in with only a couple weeks left of school for me, and of course the ending of NaNo!
To those who reached their 50k goal- CONGRATS!
Me- uh- I'm still around 11k but I have new stories and so in my head I won. :)
Now for things going on, I have some pre-posts ready to go for December, some of them are blogfests but December first will be all about miss Talli Roland's web splash, so check back to look and see.
Since the end of Semester is so very near, I will be overwhelmed with class homework and studying for Finals. So If I do not comment, please keep in mind I have very little time, but as soon as I'm free I will have plenty of time to catch up with everyone (almost a four week break after finals!)
I am also revising my story for publication, I'm on my third revision. As you can guess I've been working my tail end off, my poor wings are tired and I can't wait for a break- just need to keep pushing through-
Now for some reminders of blogfests ladies and gents...
WOW! What a whole slew of blogfests to play in! If I have missed a writing blogfest...please leave me a comment and I will add it to my sidebar.
Best of luck to those getting ready for all these writing blogfests, see you in some of them, and remember, just cause I haven't commented in a while doesn't mean I'm not around.
To those who reached their 50k goal- CONGRATS!
Me- uh- I'm still around 11k but I have new stories and so in my head I won. :)
Now for things going on, I have some pre-posts ready to go for December, some of them are blogfests but December first will be all about miss Talli Roland's web splash, so check back to look and see.
Since the end of Semester is so very near, I will be overwhelmed with class homework and studying for Finals. So If I do not comment, please keep in mind I have very little time, but as soon as I'm free I will have plenty of time to catch up with everyone (almost a four week break after finals!)
I am also revising my story for publication, I'm on my third revision. As you can guess I've been working my tail end off, my poor wings are tired and I can't wait for a break- just need to keep pushing through-
Now for some reminders of blogfests ladies and gents...
November 22- December 7th
Top secret family thanksgiving blogfest December 1st the linky goes up for
Through the key hole blogfestOpen until December 5th
Tessa's outside my box blogcontestsAND
Writing with the stars blogfestDecember 11th
Harry potter blogfestAND
MIdwinter blogfestDecember 12th
Christmas Tales blogfestDecember 13th
Crazy holdiay blogfestDecember 12th--> 18th
Query letter BlogfestDecember 15th
Truth is stranger than fictionDecember 18th
Twisted christmas fairytale blogfestDecember 20th
Jolly Golly BlogfestWOW! What a whole slew of blogfests to play in! If I have missed a writing blogfest...please leave me a comment and I will add it to my sidebar.
Best of luck to those getting ready for all these writing blogfests, see you in some of them, and remember, just cause I haven't commented in a while doesn't mean I'm not around.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Early Thanksgiving Blogfest/NaNo prompt 7
Hello everyone- My blogfest entry is going to be simple, a top ten list, and my Nano prompt will follow below the entry.
What am I grateful/ thankful for?
10) College
9) pens
8) computers
7) to be alive
6) being published
5) this blogging/writing community
4) Friends
3) Family
2) My Manly man (who supports most my decisions. )
1) My children
NaNo prompt:
Try giving your characters something to be grateful for, maybe they can write a thank you letter? maybe they receive a thanks by some admirer? Perhaps they are just thankful you wrote about them, But try to incorporate it into your NaNo writing for a challenge. :) Best of luck to you all!I hope with all my heart everyone eats until they are stuffed, enjoys many laughs with their friends and family, and relaxes...Have a wonderful Thanksgiving everyone!
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