Tuesday Tunes


Lyrics –


“HER”

I’ve been seeing stars
Every time I get up
It’s been getting hard
To keep on playing dress up
I’m body positive
Until it’s mine
Fighting for an hourglass
And running out time

Just an innocent compliment
I bet they didn’t mean it
Even if they did
I bet I still wouldn’t believe it
Thought when I got older
That this feeling would be gone
But I’m losing touch all at once
With everything I once was

If I could go back in time
I would tell her she looks divine
And I would guide her till she changed her mind
And never questioned who she was
And we’d go run outside
And play for hours in the sun
And I’d tell her all about the woman
That she will become
And I’d say you’re so much more than just a body
That needs measuring
So instead of counting calories
You can count on me

I think that I’m
Addicted to this sickness
And I’m slowly dying
But I’m the only witness
And I’m
Losing more than just a gap between my thighs
Fighting for an hourglass
And fighting for my life

Just an innocent compliment
I bet they didn’t mean it
Even if they did
I bet I still wouldn’t believe it
Thought when I got older
That this feeling would be gone
But I’m losing touch all at once
With everything I once was

If I could go back in time
I would tell her she looks divine
And I would guide her till she changed her mind
And never questioned who she was
And we’d go run outside
And play for hours in the sun
And I’d tell her all about the woman
That she will become
And I’d say you’re so much more than just a body
That needs measuring
So instead of counting calories
You can count on me

I’ve been
Unlearning
Un-hurting
Un-telling myself
I have to earn it
Is it worth it?
Is it worth it?
It’s not worth it

I’ve been
Unlearning
Un-hurting
Un-telling myself
I have to earn it
Is it worth it?
Is it worth it?
It’s not worth it

If I could go back in time
I would tell her she looks divine
And I would guide her till she changed her mind
And never questioned who she was


My 2 cents –


Self esteem is so hard. it’s multi faceted and can be destroyed by so much. it is possible to logically understand that you deserve to eat and still have issues…it is possible to see yourself as a person and still not be able to take compliments because the person in the mirror is distorted.

Monday Poetry

Monday Poetry
Poetry




Meh

Meme-emotional description

Migraine has decided that I don’t have enough spoons for the review this week. return next week.

Creativity options

Book Discussion

So The next topic in the group is Useful Services and where to find them.

Most publishing projects need an Editor, A book cover Designer, a formatter, and A Marketer

Self publishing means you need to hire these or do it yourself. Most editors advertise their business on social media. Same with the formatter. You can find Cover designers with a quick google search. Marketers are a bit more difficult to find.

Here are a couple of editors I recommend:

I do all of Fae Corps Covers So I do not know who to recommend here. Nor do I know who to recommend on the Marketing. Our Gal is the best.

Next Week I hope to discuss the Topic of Basic Marketing.

Friday Share

Friday Share

So you found a new book?

Or maybe you just published one?

Did you find a new webcomic that you like?

Or a song you think everyone should hear?

No need for explanation…Just Share it.

You find a good deal that you think we should all see? Just share!

Or hey even a joke you think too fun not to share, Just share it.

Post links in the comments.

Occasionally I will too.

Artsy Fartsy Thursday

Artsy Fartsy Thursday
Arsty Fartsy Thursday

Artist:Serenity Rose                                 Format: Digital

Wednesday Whispers

Serena Mossgraves
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rabbit hole thoughts at three am

Meme - Overthinking

I am apparently more particular than I ever thought I was. I always thought I was low maintenance…and in some ways I guess I am. Being as creative as I am means I make most of my own accessories, I tend not to ask for a lot…I actually prefer the homemade gifts most of the time because I value the time so much more than the money.

However I broke one of my eyeglass chains, and that’s one of the few accessories I don’t make for myself. I know how but I just haven’t been truly interested in fighting with the reality of the quality of the things I want in such a thing. And they are really cheap on Amazon or at the dollar tree.

I thankfully was changing out my usual well worn bats for some beads as I love changing my accessories to match my mood and who doesn’t?

The problem is that when I was searching for some new ones I found myself refusing some of the really pretty ones because I don’t like the dangling stuff extra. I have 2 pairs and I don’t wear them because I move my head too much and the butterflies that each pair has end up smacking me or tangling up with the other chain and driving me nuts.

So I added a dozen different ones to my wishlist and that’s when it occurred to me. I found several that I really loved but I felt completely obsessed with what other options there were. I know that I will eventually get the ones that I was most excited about…but I was suddenly lost in a rabbit hole because the idea was so happy.

The truth hit me. I am not so much low maintenance as I am eccentric in my tastes. I am happier with someone spending time with me than I am money (though money doed unfortunately make the world go around) and I am so much more interested in the story of an object than the object itself. Which I think probably needs context…

I have things that I keep and will continue to repair until they are dust because I have a story to tell with them. They are a rich piece of life and every experience matters – even the traumatic ones. I may wonder if I would be missed if I left this world, but I could never do anything to make that happen because I honestly want to see what the story is.

what ever else you are going through..remember that you have a great story to tell…and I guarantee that there is always someone who is interested in listening.

Tuesday Tunes


Lyrics –


Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha

Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children?
Tell me so I say
Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children?
Tell me so I say

All the arrows that you’ve stolen
Split in half, now bum and broken
Like your heart that was so eager to be hid
You can’t keep them all caged
They will fight and run away
Mother, tell me so I say (La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la)

Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children?
Tell me so I say
Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children?
Tell me so I say

Forest walls and starry ceilings
Barren curtains that you’re weaving
Like the stories that you keep inside your head
She can’t keep them all safe
They will die and be afraid
Mother, tell me so I say (Mother, tell me so I say)

Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children?
Tell me so I say
Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children?
Tell me so I say

Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha

Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children?
Tell me so I say
Harpy Hare, where have you buried all your children?
Tell me so I say (Tell me so I say)

Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
(Ha, ha, ha) She can’t keep them all caged
(Ha, ha, ha) They’ll be far and fly away
Mother, tell me you will stay
We’ll be far and fly away


My 2 cents –


I feel like I cannot keep up. My brain has so many ideas….So I end up feeling like I am burying the ones I cannot write.

Monday Poetry

Poetry