I fought the Internal Battlefields and finished the writing as of today for it. I will be announcing the publication date as I have it…
I asked here and on several of my social media… and the choice came down to Hellfire and other illusions, my causality, and Immortality. So I asked Joe… His choice was Immortality. My daughter liked it best but felt like I would have an easier time writing Victory over the Asylum. I hope she is wrong there.
So many topics…. what should I talk about?
I am currently looking at the idea of doing some cosplay.
This is really stretching out of my comfort zone. I love the idea of dressing up, but I don’t like the idea of doing anything that puts me in the spotlight.
Just doing the reading of my own poetry on TikTok requires a lot of work to get me to feel like I am not putting my own feet hip deep in my head.
I have been eyeing the mushroom hats. Apparently there is a wonderful tutorial on making them on YouTube…
I found several…I think that I really want to make this one…
What craft has caught your eye?
Lyrics
Once upon a time in a far away land
A little girl lived under her father’s hand
She wept in silence and never talked
Her father made sure that he called the shots
He nailed the door shut so she couldn’t leave
Blew out the lights so she couldn’t see
But one night she broke through the window pane
Nothing could stop her great escape
‘Cause this girl had plans
That he’d never understand
All the miracles she saw in her dreams
All the amazing things that she could be
So the little girl ran away from home you see
Little girl go on and write your story
Little girl rejoice ’cause you’re finally free
Little girl be who you wanna be
You already know the strength inside your heart
You don’t need someone to tell you who you are
Go and say the words you know you long to speak
Little girl little girl be who you wanna be
Go and say the words you know you long to speak
Little girl little girl be who you wanna be
Twenty years later through the hourglass
The little girl grew up in the time that’s passed
All those late nights ’cause she worked three jobs
Started from pennies now she’s her own boss
One day she opens up the door to meet
A stranger at window guess who she sees
Her father shows up with a face of red
Head down low he looks up and says
I know you can’t forgive
All the things that I did
But I’m hoping that you’ll understand
For you I always had a plan
So the little girl showed him all the things she achieved
The world she saw from all the highest peaks
How she moved the mountains with her fingertips
Head to toe her father finally admits
You already know the strength inside your heart
You don’t need someone to tell you who you are
Go and say the words you know you long to speak
Little girl little girl be who you wanna be
Go and say the words you know you long to speak
Little girl little girl be who you wanna be
Go and say the words you know you long to speak
Little girl little girl be who you wanna be
Be who you wanna be
Little girl little girl be who you wanna be
Ah
Little girl little girl be who you wanna be
My 2 Cents –
Okay I was going to post this last week but I realized it was going to be V-day and changed my mind because of that. This song made me cry 😭. I have been that little girl. Every girl in my generation has. Expectations are a heavy load.
Ugh, I’m always late…. thankfully my publisher is on the ball. Ethereal Dreams released yesterday. I hope you are enjoying it if you bought it, if you haven’t then I hope you do.
Lyrics
Another love taken to the grave
Another one goes right down the drain
I keep making all the same mistakes
Running out of reasons I can blame
Thought I had a heart of gold
Everything I touch turns to stone
Is it my fault I always end up alone?
Maybe I’m just difficult
Maybe I’m impossible
Maybe I’m just one step over the edge
You’re one foot out the door
Maybe I’m emotional
Too much to handle or
Maybe I’m unlovable
Is there anyone left to believe?
Is there any good still left in me?
I keep slipping further underneath
I just want a love that never leaves
Thought I had a heart of gold
Everything I touch turns to stone
Is it my fault I always end up alone?
Well, maybe I’m just difficult
Maybe I’m impossible
Maybe I’m just one step over the edge
You’re one foot out the door
Maybe I’m emotional
Too much to handle
Maybe I’m unlovable
Unlovable
Maybe I’m just difficult
Maybe I’m impossible
Maybe I’m just one step over the edge
You’re one foot out the door
Maybe I’m emotional
Too much to handle oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Maybe I’m unlovable
Unlovable
Maybe I’m unlovable
My 2 Cents –
It’s freaking valentine’s day…yeah I am leaving this and leaving it alone. enjoy your day.
Lyrics
Mary Anne and Wanda were the best of friends
All through their high school days
Both members of the 4H club, both active in the FFA
After graduation
Mary Anne went out lookin’ for a bright new world
Wanda looked all around this town and all she found was Earl
Well, it wasn’t two weeks after she got married that
Wanda started gettin’ abused
She’d put on dark glasses and long sleeved blouses
And makeup to cover a bruise
Well, she finally got the nerve to file for divorce
She let the law take it from there
But Earl walked right through that restraining order
And put her in intensive care
Right away Mary Anne flew in from Atlanta
On a red eye midnight flight
She held Wanda’s hand and they worked out a plan
And it didn’t take ’em long to decide
That Earl had to die
Good bye, Earl
Those black-eyed peas
They tasted alright to me, Earl
You feelin’ weak?
Why don’t you lay down and sleep, Earl
Ain’t it dark wrapped up in that tarp, Earl
The cops came by to bring Earl in
They searched the house high and low
Then they tipped their hats and said, “Thank you ladies
If you hear from him let us know”
Well, the weeks went by and spring turned to summer
And summer faded into fall
And it turns out he was a missing person who nobody missed at all
So the girls bought some land at a roadside stand
Out on highway 109
They sell Tennessee ham and strawberry jam
And they don’t lose any sleep at night
‘Cause Earl had to die
Good bye, Earl
We need a break, let’s go out to the lake, Earl
We’ll pack a lunch, and stuff you in the trunk, Earl
Well, is that alright? Good! Let’s go for a ride, Earl, hey
Ooh hey hey hey
Ah hey hey hey
Well, hey hey hey
My 2 Cents –
Okay, Saturday was the 19th birthday for my youngest child. That means I am worn out and trying to get the blog done with no real energy. So, I went with another fun song. This one has been on my social media pages a lot lately.
Okay… the above art is not mine but the canvas is…lol that is my soon to be 19 year old about 5 years ago. The question is do you consider face painting an art? In the same vein as tattoo work?
Lyrics
Well, I see ’em every night in tight blue jeans
In the pages of a Blueboy magazine
Hey, hey, I’ve been thinking of a new sensation
I’m picking up good vibrations
Oop, she bop, she bop
Do I wanna go out with a lion’s roar?
Yeah, I wanna go south and get me some more
Hey, they say that a stitch in time saves nine
They say I better stop or I’ll go blind
Oop, she bop, she bop
She bop, he bop, we bop
I bop, you bop, they bop
Be bop, be bop, a lu bop
(I hope he will understand)
She bop, he bop, we bop
I bop, you bop, they bop
Be bop, be bop, a lu she bop
Oh, she do, she bop
Hey, hey they say I better get a chaperone
Because I can’t stop messin’ with the danger zone
Hey, hey I won’t worry, and I won’t fret
Ain’t no law against it yet
Oop, she bop, she bop
She bop, he bop, we bop
I bop, you bop, they bop
Be bop, be bop, a lu bop
(I hope he will understand)
She bop, he bop, we bop
I bop, you bop, they bop
Be bop, be bop, a lu she bop
Oh, she do, she bop, she bop
She bop, he bop, we bop
I bop, you bop, they bop
Be bop, be bop, a lu bop
(I hope he will understand)
She bop, he bop, we bop
I bop, you bop, they bop
Be bop, be bop, a lu she bop
Oh, she did it, she bop
Oh, she did it, she bop
My 2 Cents –
My dudes I have a nasty sinus infection. I was tempted to just skip this day because I am so not feeling well… but my boyfriend suggested this as it is a fun song that is not offensive to the soul. So, rock on.
Today the prompt was Myth of (blank).
Today sees the release of Handprints On My Soul. Thoughtcicles is already set up for Preorder, and Kid’s week will see the release of Not Just Another Danny and Attack of Shoe Mountain.
This is a busy couple of months for me, and I am so grateful that I am able to be here doing this. So, Today…I am going to say Thank you for letting me be me.
Pattimouse 