
Artist: Serenity Rose Format: Digital Title: Midnight Plains Program used: Krita

Lyrics –
“Alien Blues”
Was it the best you ever had?
Was it the worst? You’d never know
I’d try to tell you what I think and play it off like it’s a joke
Oh no, more surprises, guess it’s like this
I’d do anything for you, Mrs. Highness
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
The sun is fun, the land is dandy
I only talk to dogs because they don’t understand me
My teeth are yellow, hello world
Would you like me a little better if they were white like yours?
I need to purge my urges, shame, shame, shame
I need an alibi to justify, somebody to blame
It’s a halibut, “party bitch”, give it a name and say, “Hey, hey”
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
My 2 cents –
This one was recommended by my son. It is such a strange little song but it speaks to me about being ostracized. The outsider in society. So often that feels like the weight that hangs on our shoulders.

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.

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.

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.

Lyrics –
My brain won’t shut the fuck up when I try to go to bed
Suddenly all kinds of thoughts start racing round my head
Sometimes creative visions and sometimes just creeping dread
Or re-evalutions of the stupid things I’ve said
Lying in the darkness in the silence on my own
Trying hard to go to sleep and not look at my phone
Wanting to wake somebody but staring at the void instead
My brain won’t shut the fuck up when I try to go to bed
My brain won’t shut the fuck up when I want to go to sleep,
Thoughts of past embarrassments each night upon me creep,
Some random song from years ago gets stuck there on repeat
Or worries about the week ahead just make my want to weep,
Regulating temperature by flipping over my pillow
Convinced I need the bathroom but not able to go,
Trying everything from reading books to counting sheep,
My brain won’t shut the fuck up when I want to go to sleep,
My brain won’t shut the fuck up when I try to close my eyes,
Concerns I’d long forgotten about come back and say ‘Surprise!’
Smartphone internet seems like a curse now in disguise
And the bed suddenly feels too small for someone of my size
Jealous of my partner who drifts off so easily
Turning over in frustration to watch them sleeping peacefully
Only managing to doze off just before it’s time again to rise
My brain won’t shut the fuck up when I try to close my eyes.
My 2 cents –
insomnia has had claws lately