wandering TikTok I found a book that I want and I am incredibly inclined to spread as loudly as I possibly can.
The Secret Ingredient by Paul Castle looks like a really cute book. I really want one on my shelf.
Thursday Thoughts
Category: opinions
Tuesday Tunes
Lyrics –
Lacey things, the wife is missing.
Didn’t ask, for her permission
I’m wearing her clothes,
her silk panty hose.
Walking around in women’s underwear.
In the store, there’s a teddy.
With little straps, like spaghetti.
It holds me so tight,
like handcuffs at night.
Walking around in womens underwear
In the office there’s a guy named Melvin.
He pretends that I am Murphy Brown.
He’ll say “Are you ready?”
I’ll say, “Woah man! Let’s wait until the wife is out of town.”
Later on, if you wanna,
We can dress, like Madonna.
Put on some eye shade, and join the parade.
Walking around in women’s underwear.
Lacey things, missing.
Didn’t ask, permission.
Wearing her clothes, silk panty hose.
Walking around in women’s underwear.
Walking around in women’s underwear.
Walking around in women’s underwear……”
My 2 cents –
I wanted something funny to use for this week….
Tuesday Tunes
Lyrics –
I am quite sure most people know what the lyrics are but here’s a link to a nice translation of it.
My 2 cents –
I feel like this fits the time of year well.
Tuesday Tunes
Lyrics –
Out of balance and you fell into the ocean again
My heart was sinking when I saw you didn’t know how to swim
Tried to pull you out, you said, “Just let me drown”
You won’t let go of all the things that bring you down
Then I jumped into the water, darkness covered my head
You pulled me down into the deep, I tried to give you my breath
But you didn’t care
I touched your face and said
“I’ve got to let you go, I’m running out of air”
Ooh, I can finally see
You don’t give a fuck about me
What was I fighting for?
I guess I’ll never know
Can’t do this anymore
I’m swimming for the shore
Took off my cape, this superhero will not save you again
You are the one who wears a mask, you are the one who pretends
That you don’t need my help
Now I’ve got nothing left
Maybe the bravest thing I can do is to save myself
Ooh, I can finally see
You don’t give a fuck about me
What was I fighting for?
I guess I’ll never know
Can’t do this anymore
I’m swimming for the shore
Tried to give you my breath, but I’ve got nothing left
Maybe the bravest thing I can do is to save myself
Ooh, I can finally see
You don’t give a fuck about me
What was I fighting for?
I guess I’ll never know
Can’t do this anymore
I’m swimming for the shore
Ooh, I can finally see
You don’t give a fuck about me
What was I fighting for?
I guess I’ll never know
Can’t do this anymore
I’m swimming for the shore
My 2 cents –
I heard this song recently and it really resonates. I so often give until I have nothing left…then I feel guilty about walking away.
Holidays, and the problems that they represent.
Today is thanksgiving in the US. (Happy Holidays if you celebrate…)
And that last bit is part of the issue. Everyone is expecting HAPPY. Holidays are sometimes a time of grief. Or a time of extra stress. This is true no matter which holiday it is. So I ask if you are struggling…reach out. There is always someone willing to listen. You Matter!!!
For me, this is a hard one. So I am hiding in the writing and video games…and other work to avoid the emotional damage that today will bring. I hope that each of you are having a day where you are able to give yourself the space and the grace that you need.
Back On Track
Okay I am caught Up as far as the poems…Even on the Pad Challenge. I did the posts for the Ars Poetica…However I feel like it might just be too much to do the Pad images. I am still trying to catch up on the main stuff for Fae Corps. That means currently I have 5 books to get organized, and published. The marketing images made for and everything done. That is only for the rest of November and December. I have a Live manuscript on my desk half read. (I really hate half way doing anything.) and I have to deal with the normal day to day stuff like blood work and doctors appointments. I should be able to at the least keep up with the Ars Poetica posts, and when I can I will be doing that as well
Ack the typos have been attacking
The last couple of days I have actually noticed that I made mistakes in the titles of the posts. I fixed it as I saw it, but I don’t want to not acknowledge that I have done it. I am struggling with the reality of my child moving, the election, wounds on my feet, and general stuff that has been going on. I will try to look at the top before I publish the post for the remainder of the month but I don’t promise that the typos will not be there.
thank you for understanding.
Pad challenge Day 3
Thursday Thoughts
So, I had decided to take the publishing Demystified and turn it into a book. I didn’t think it past the idea that I could do it in a book. I didn’t think about what it would do to my blog. I am going to be thinking about it through the month of November. Any suggestions you have might give me something to think about.
I will be posting at least twice a day because of the 2 P.A.D. challenges throughout November and I will not be posting my normal posts during that time.
I am not sure which way I will be doing for the poetry yet. I may be doing a bit of both. After all one will make my Instagram active too.
Thursday Thoughts
I love what I do. I love the results of my work. I just have had a lot more on my plate lately than I expected. I had a friend recently reach out and ask how I was doing…and it caught me off guard. I was touched by the idea that she would even ask. I think I forget that I might matter sometimes.
Pattimouse 