Trying to do a writing based fun day.
Admittedly, some of them are writing tips. Some are word funnies. Hope that you enjoyed, and if you have one feel free to share it with me!
Category: inspiration
Prompts
I.)
If you could live in any place or time (or both) where/when would it be?
II.)
You stumbled and fell into a hole in the ground. You find yourself in a new time /place(the one from the question above). You are alone with nothing more than what is usually in your pockets /purse. What are you going to do? Where will you go?
III. )
Would you seek to return home? And why? Is it something or someone you want to return to?
IV. )
Lastly, what sort of adventure will it take to return home? What adventure if you stay? What changes will your presence cause in the timeline?
Good writing! 😍
Webcomics Wednesday
Ok… This is a segment that I have been considering. I used to follow hundreds of webcomics. I have gotten behind due to the small screen I am most often working with. It makes checking the pages more difficult. Add in chaos… And I am far behind. I want to change that.
Some of my favorite comics have ended. And I have been needing to update the links. I follow quite a few comic creators on social media. I find them to be fairly interesting people. Well one of my absolute favorite comics is being continued again.
The artist moved on to another comic. He has grown since the first part of his comic. I used to check in daily. He is still one of my favorite creators. His stories are amazing.
I asked if he was only going to update past the summer. He said that he intends to continue on until further notice. I am so excited! He is doing a m/w/f update schedule. His current continuation is called The Legacy of Dominic Deegan. Help me show him that his work is truly appreciated.
What is your own favorite webcomic? And why?
Tuesday Tunes
Hello my lovelies. Welcome back for another song. Tell me in the comments what you are listening to today?
Today I bring you
Lyrics –
[Verse 1]
Dum, dum, dum, honey what have you done?
Dum, dum, dum it’s the sound of my gun
Dum, dum, dum, honey what have you done?
Dum, dum, dum it’s the sound
[Chorus 1]
Janie’s got a gun
Janie’s got a gun
Her whole world’s come undone
From lookin’ straight at the sun
What did her daddy do?
What did he put you through?
[Verse 2]
They said when Janie was arrested
They found him underneath a train
But man, he had it comin’
Now that Janie’s got a gun
She ain’t never gonna be the same
[Chorus 2]
Janie’s got a gun
Janie’s got a gun
Her dog day’s just begun
Now everybody is on the run
Tell me now it’s untrue
What did her daddy do?
He jacked a little bitty baby
The man has got to be insane
They say the spell that he was under the lightning and
The thunder knew that someone had to stop the rain
[Chorus 3]
Run away, run away from the pain yeah, yeah yeah
Run away run away from the pain yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Run away, run away, run, run away
[Chorus 2]
Janie’s got a gun
Janie’s got a gun
Her dog day’s just begun
Now everybody is on the run
[Verse 2]
What did her daddy do?
It’s Janie’s last I.O.U
She had to take him down easy and put a bullet in his brain
She said cause nobody believes me. The man was such a sleeze
He ain’t never gonna be the same
[Chorus 3]
Run away, run away from the pain yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Run away run away from the pain yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Run away, run away, run, run away
[Guitar Solo]
[Chorus 2]
Janie’s got a gun
Janie’s got a gun
Janie’s got a gun
Now everybody is on the run
[Outro]
Janie’s got a gun
Her dog day’s just begun
Now everybody is on the run (Honey honey, what’s the problem?)
Because Janie’s got a gun (Tell me it ain’t right)
Janie’s got a gun (Was it Daddy’s cradle robbing that)
Her dog day’s just begun (Made you scream at night?)
Now everybody is on the run
Janie’s got a gun
My two cents :
This song brought me comfort as a teen. I am an abuse survivor… And I was not believed. So I was a very angry teenager. I really think that most teens are angry. The injustice of being too young to do adult things and too old to be a kid. But I was fighting battles that I had no idea of how to deal with. This song spoke about vengeance against abuse. It spoke to the angry in me. I still love the song for that reason. It speaks to the part of me that has never seen justice. I have a lovely playlist that I may share… There is a lot of songs that talk about abuse… A lot more than most people realize exist.
Friday Prompts
Today is Release Day for Under the Mists… And I am uber excited. So I think that I will post prompts today to keep it light and fun.
So here are my prompts… Do it in any way that you desire… Poetry, prose, story, art. Email to me at iampublishd@gmail.com to get it featured on my blog.
- What is Under the Mists?
- What does dark fae mean to you?
- Who is the faerie queen?
- What is the siren singing about?
- Where do the fae live?
And some word prompts
- Siren
- Mermaid
- Pirate
- Cupcake
- Spider
- Dwarf
- Food
- King
- Shadows
Tuesday Tunes
Today I am probably opening a can of worms. Shinedown – Monsters
Good for you, you fooled everybody
Good for you, you fooled everyone
Good for you, now you’re somebody
Good for you, you fooled everyone
Leave your weapon on the table
Wrapped in burlap, barely able
Don’t get angry, don’t discourage
Take a shot of liquid courage
‘Cause my monsters are real, and they’re trained how to kill
And there’s no coming back and they just laugh at how I feel
And these monsters can fight, and they’ll never say die
And there’s no going back, if I get trapped I’ll never heal
Yeah, my monsters are real
Good for you, you hurt everybody
Good for you, you hurt everyone
Good for you, you love nobody
Good for you, you owe no one
Leave your weapon on the table
Wrapped in burlap, barely able
Call a doctor, say a prayer
Choose a God you think is fair
‘Cause my monsters are real, and they’re trained how to kill
And there’s no coming back and they just laugh at how I feel
And these monsters can fight, and they’ll never say die and there’s no going back, if I get trapped I’ll never heal
‘Cause my monsters are real
Leave your weapon on the table
Wrapped in burlap, barely able
Don’t get angry, don’t discourage
Take a shot of liquid courage
Leave a light on if you’re able
‘Cause we both know you’re unstable
Call a doctor, say a prayer
Choose a God you think is fair
‘Cause my monsters are real, and they’re trained how to kill
And there’s no coming back and they just laugh at how I feel
And these monsters can fight, and they’ll never say die
And there’s no going back, if I get trapped I’ll never heal
Yeah, my monsters are real
My two cents :
This song really hits home for me. As a survivor I know most monsters have a human face. So hearing him sing that his monsters are real just made me feel less alone.
My monsters are real.
They have a face that
society accepts.
They hide among
Those who I was
Supposed to trust.
The rot within
Is somehow unseen.
They eat at my brain
Throughout the nights,
As that was their plan.
My monsters hurt others
Because I am not heard.
Silence a weapon
In their hands,
Used to beat the innocent.
Monday Poetry
The first poem is from my pocketful of poetry volume. The second one is from the volume Word Play. The bottom poem is another one of my Friend’s wonderful pictures.
Fantasy Friday
I am a dreamer. Most writers are. It sort of goes with the job. Some times the dreams help the writing. Other times, not as much. So there are occasions when dreaming needs to be done with no plans for writing those dreams out. To dream for no other reason than to replenish the pool of imagination.
So today I want to discuss imagination. My grandmother firmly believed that exercising your imagination to strengthen your mind. She has always been a major influence on me. She introduced me to radio shows, like she listened to as a child. She was a natural storyteller. She taught me to love the written word.
So I wanted to write from an early age. Stories had a special place in my heart. It was just fun.
Faeries, dragons, and other fantasy creatures spark the imagination. As a tabletop gamer I have access to more information about the creatures of imagination. This gives me more room to create. However, this doesn’t always give me a unique view. Some times I struggle with the idea that I add the uniqueness to my writing naturally.
It is not a uncommon problem with authors. I have been working on my issues here. Today I think that I will dream…
Friendship and poetry
So my friend came to see me on her way home from a family roadtrip. She sent me some lovely pictures of the trip. This was one of those. It was inspirational. I don’t usually do a weekend post, but I wanted to share this beautiful picture and my poem that came of it. So I figured that I would break routine this once.
Tuesday Tunes
I always have a wide variety of choices for music to pick from. My music tastes literally run from classical to heavy metal and everything in between. That being said… I am only chosing one per week to discuss. This week I am choosing a cover song. I admit that I never heard the original. I dunno if I would like it as much. I am a big Supernatural fan. It is what got me listening to the song to start with.
Brother (as sung by Jensen Ackles)
Lyrics :
Ramblers in the wilderness we can’t find what we need
We get a little restless from the searching
Get a little worn down in between
Like a bull chasing the matador is the man left to his own schemes
Everybody needs someone beside em’ shining like a lighthouse from the sea
Brother, let me be your shelter
Never leave you all alone
I can be the one you call
When you’re low
Brother, let me be your fortress
When the night winds are driving on
Be the one to light the way
Bring you home
Face down in the desert now there’s a cage locked around my heart
I found a way to drop the keys where my failures were
Now my hands can’t reach that far
I ain’t made for a rivalry I could never take the world alone
I know that in my weakness I am strong, but
It’s your love that brings me home
My two cents :
Not all family is blood. Not everyone has blood family that they are close to. I have a decent, albeit somewhat distant, relationship with my own sibling. The distant is a physical thing. We chose homes in states hours from each other. So I miss him. To me this song talks about the type of relationship that you never need to question. I have had very few of this type in my life. I can count on one hand how many. Jensen really has an amazing voice and he sings this with so much emotion. Even if you have never seen the show the video will feel like you are seeing family.
