2026 PAD Challenge

2026 PAD Challenge

here is my response:

the child flies
on dreams given
lifted by faery wings
and soaring on
the breath of the gods.

For what else could they do
to weave dreams into
some form of reality.

faery wings and dreams
lifted by the breath of the gods
to be eternal and alift.

Artsy Fartsy Thursday

Artsy Fartsy Thursday
Arsty Fartsy Thursday

Artist: Serenity Rose

pencil drawing

Title : frogging

Wednesday Whispers

Serena Mossgraves
Serena Mossgraves

Monday Poetry

Poetry

Sunday Reviews

The Hunger games by Suzanne Collins

The first novel in the worldwide bestselling series by Suzanne Collins!

Winning means fame and fortune. Losing means certain death. The Hunger Games have begun. . . .

In the ruins of a place once known as North America lies the nation of Panem, a shining Capitol surrounded by twelve outlying districts. The Capitol is harsh and cruel and keeps the districts in line by forcing them all to send one boy and one girl between the ages of twelve and eighteen to participate in the annual Hunger Games, a fight to the death on live TV.

Sixteen-year-old Katniss Everdeen regards it as a death sentence when she steps forward to take her sister’s place in the Games. But Katniss has been close to dead before-and survival, for her, is second nature. Without really meaning to, she becomes a contender. But if she is to win, she will have to start making choices that weigh survival against humanity and life against love.

My Thoughts

I love the idea that this was built on. I see several plot holes in the story…but it is not a terrible read. I enjoyed the story. The characters are sympathetic and overall the story was a good read.

Saturday Thoughts

This is my work in progress list… and how I keep track of my word count.

okay I am running late today. I am also fighting bronchitis. This weather has me sick.

I started a new theme volume. so I listed it on there but the only writing in it so far is the foreword. That explains the idea of the volume and the rules I want to use within it. I don’t normally add that to the count because it is a natural part of the process…but it is starting that volumes set up. it is another one focusing on specific forms.

I also found out why I was struggling to get The sea serpent to go forward and fixed it. so I got some words in it.

Artsy Fartsy Thursday

Artsy Fartsy Thursday
Arsty Fartsy Thursday

Artist: Patti  

doodle

when I get bored I will doodle. Not always on paper. I have had self harm issues in the past. using the pen on skin actually soothes the urge without doing any actual damage.

while the reason why self harm is being an urge should be discussed with someone that can help, finding a way to satisfy the urge without doing harm is helpful.

Doodling is also a great fidget. 😁 something creative that answers the need to move around when you can’t.

Wednesday Whispers

Serena Mossgraves
Serena Mossgraves

Tuesday Tunes


Lyrics –


Slaughter The World
Lyrics by Ryan Sohmer

Excitement abounds
I almost can’t wait
Relax, I don’t want your baby
I already ate
Though I do tend to generally kill
Kill things that don’t fight back
I see this village
What does it hold?
What shall I butcher them with
Fire or cold?
Running from me sure you’d think
‘He’s a pathological bloodthirsty homicidal maniac!’
I’d kill kittens and puppies and bunnies
I’d maim toddlers and teens and then more
You see a wife? I see a widow
But what then?
Can’t you see?
I’d kill four!
I want to incinerate and decapitate
I want to melt
Want to melt some faces
Watching the peasants…what do they call it?
Ahh…grieve!
I suppose that being undead there’s not much to life
A soul is needed for loving…feeling…
How does this all not make me…what’s that word again?
Heave!
You’ve nowhere to hide
Nowhere to run
Your village will burn like the heart of the sun!
With infinite glee
It’s going to be me
That slaughters the world!
How could I glare into these eyes
And then not stab them?
How could I stare at their loss
And then not laugh?
I’d cut him in half
Then I’d graft
His head back onto his shoulders
Or after I’d lop it
I’d make a puppet
On top of a staff!
I am a lord that is sometimes bored
Have some urges and need to fulfill them
After my mayhem I simply don’t…what’s the word?
Care!
The stench in the air
The smell of the gore
The carnage far greater than any war
My legacy
Death becomes…me!
I’ll slaughter the world


My 2 cents –


okay I am in a silly mood. this is one of two great parody songs that the looking for group comic guys put together with an animated video for. I love them both. 

Monday Poetry

Poetry