Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas

WIP: Christmas Edition

Here is a poem I wrote for a class this past semester. The rough draft and the final draft.

Waterways, flowing through a cove

Lounging along

Paintings above me, lining the walls

Marks of those who came before

Flowing through a cove

Liquid lights move alongside me

Bubbles creep, I sweep past

Silently gliding, peaceful past

Flowing through a cove

Spacious caverns open above

Raindrops hardened, dangling from the ceiling

The knives of the ground reach to them,

Flowing through a cove

Brilliant day – the blinding light

Skies of azure, merge with cerulean waves

Into this I lazily arrive

Floating through a cave

FINAL DRAFT

Waterways flow through a cove

Lounge along.

Paintings above me line the walls

Marks of those who came before

Flowing through a cove

Liquid lights move alongside me

Bubbles creep, I sweep past

Silently gliding, peaceful past

Flowing through a cove

Spacious caverns open above

Raindrops harden, dangle from the ceiling

The knives of the ground reach to them,

Flowing through a cove

Brilliant day – the blinding light

Skies of azure, merge with cerulean waves

Into this, I lazily arrive

Floating through a cave

What are you working on?

Book Nook: The Diva

The last book I read all the way through was over the Thanksgiving holiday. Ironically it was based around the holiday and actually took place over the day before, the day of, and the days after Thanksgiving. It was rather poetic.

Book: The Diva Runs Out of Thyme
Author: Krista Davis


The premise: what happens when your husband leaves you for a network diva, who then come to Thanksgiving dinner.

This novel includes recipes for all the delicious food in the novel, plus a few craft tips for decorating your home for autumn.


Sorry I don't have much tonight, it's been a long week - started a new job last week and the hours are a bit crazy.

Come back next week.

Have a Fantastic new year -

Last week I saw "Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald". It was a great sequel to the previous film.

I was also able to see "Wreck it Ralph: Ralph Breaks the Internet" - another wonderful film to add to your watch list this year.

As the Christmas season comes upon us please remember that those in the stores you're visiting. Those behind the check out counters who are working long hours away from their families.

They are there to help you - please remember that often that means dealing with people who aren't always nice or kind. They are only doing their job, sometimes that means they don't have the answer you want. They will try their best but remember - only human.



This year I plan on staying in and having some time to relax away from anything that resembles a textbook.

What are some of your holiday traditions?

OMD: ummmmmmmm

I plead the EXAMS!!!!!

Call back next week after the last exam I have to take.


Adieu.

WIP: NaNoWriMo

This year for National Novel Writing Month I've gone back to my roots. I've been fleshing out some of the scenes of a story that's been long in the making.

Here is a little excerpt for you. Always: comments and critiques are welcome.

“I feel a connection to this story Keef. This story intrigues me; I need to know how it will end.”

Keef sat back, disbelief and concern fighting for his attention.

“Ya think this story yer after is gonna end well?”

32 spread his fingers wide, “I can’t say a thing.”

They both leaned back in their wicker chairs. The soft hum of a fan overhead keeping time with their thoughts. The wind blew through the trees, bringing the smells of gardenia and coconut. From off the water the salt air stirred these together. It could have made a decent perfume. Birds called out to each other. A few critters ran amok among the foliage and branches of mangroves.

Keef sighed, then took a drink. He cleared his throat once, twice. A few more minutes slipped by.

“32,” Keef cleared his throat again, “what happens next?”

32 sighed, a soft release of breath that barely stirred the air. He’d been thinking the same thing since finding that first clue in the islands public library. A sort of note pressed into an old book of laws and regulations. A book no one thought to look at twice, or even once. His only reasoning for picking the book up was to prove a point to his neighbor. The note had been written almost a century before. The neat, precise hand could belong to anyone, there was no sign of a rushed hand.

What are you working on this month?

Book Nook: Day Late, Dollar Short

Firstly: I'm in the last few weeks of school.

Secondly: I'm doing NaNoWriMo.

Thirdly: This completely escaped my brain yesterday.

Fourthly: Well....I don't really have a fourthly, so we'll continue on to the actual blog.



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My brain is too fried this week.

Come back next week.