Many years ago, my first kids book was Pip the pup. I illustrated it with my own drawings and clip art. One of my young readers – Dante, asked for more of Pip’s story.
I couldn’t refuse him. Releasing December fourth is the next chapter of pip’s adventure… Done in the same style. My own drawings and clip art to illustrate what I hope will be a good continuation of a cute story.
And with characters I plan on writing more of.
Links to come… Soon. (I swear)
Lyrics –
[Verse 1]
Thought I’d bite my tongue
Just this once, maybe twice, but the harder I bite
Now it’s drawing blood
There’s a trace on my lips, leaves a taste when we kiss
Try to cover up
All of the lies and all of the lines that I
Bottle up
To keep you safe and sound
[Pre-Chorus]
But echoes of warnings
Like whispers of morning, like
It creeping through cracks in my memory
It’d make me lose my mind
[Chorus]
But every time I close my eyes
It’s calling in like a siren
Threatening to comе alive
Unless I pay the pricе, yeah
But if my heart is right this time
And I can finally bear my secrets
Maybe you won’t run and hide
But love the monster inside me
[Verse 2]
Maybe all the love
Is a switch that we flip when we’re losing our grip
And it’s close enough
Taking good with the pain, go a little insane
All we really want
Is someone to hold until we grow old
And no matter what (No matter)
Can’t be scared away
[Pre-Chorus]
Echoes of warnings
Like whispers of morning, like
It creeping through cracks in my memory
It’d make me lose my mind
[Chorus]
But every time I close my eyes
It’s calling in like a siren
Threatening to come alive
Unless I pay the price, yeah
But if my heart is right this time
And I can finally bear my secrets
Maybe you won’t run and hide
But love the monster inside me
[Bridge]
Beauty in the chaos, all that’s left to save us
Now
Beauty in the chaos, all that’s left to save us
Now
Beauty in the chaos, all that’s left to save us
Now
Echoes of warnings like
Beauty in the chaos, all that’s left to save us now
Echoes of warnings like
Beauty in the chaos, all that’s left to save us now
[Chorus]
But every time I close my eyes
It’s calling in like a siren
Threatening to come alive
Unless I pay the price, yeah
But every time I close my eyes
It’s calling in like a siren
Threatening to come alive
Unless I pay the price, yeah
But if my heart is right this time
And I can finally bear my secrets
Maybe you won’t run and hide
But love the monster inside me
My 2 Cents –
I have always fought the stigma of my mental health. I am a survivor. That being said, sometimes the labels are easier to fight than others. Now I am trying to help my teenager fight them. She wants to write horror. She is into the creepy and dark. When she told her therapist that (New therapist) the therapist tried to claim that she was homicidal. She doesn’t want to hurt anyone. She is a gentle soul with a rich imagination. She wants to write dark stories so she is apparently Homicidal. I raised all kinds of hell with the office. The supervisor talked to my daughter and agreed that the therapist was way off base. So I am left with a wonderful beginning writer who is struggling because of labels. Seems to me that the world wants to label madness too easily and the monsters that truly exist are allowed too much leeway. so today at least I think I love the monster inside me and will revel in the beauty in chaos.
Those who follow me probably noticed that I have been awol for a few days – nearly two weeks… That is because I went on a vacation. I visited my parents, my brother, and my son and his youngest son. The poem in the picture is one that I wrote as a child and my dad held onto. Next week I will be back to posting, and I am hoping to be back on track… But I wanted to enjoy the family time, as it is a rare beast.
Lyrics –
I haven’t always been this way
I wasn’t born a renegade
I felt alone, still feel afraid
I stumble through it anyway
I wish someone would’ve told me that this life is ours to choose
No one’s handing you the keys or a book with all the rules
The little that I know I’ll tell to you
When they dress you up in lies and you’re left naked with the truth
You throw your head back
And you spit in the wind
Let the walls crack
‘Cause it lets the light in
Let ’em drag you through hell
They can’t tell you to change who you are
(That’s all I know so far)
And when the storm’s out
You’ll run in the rain
Put your sword down
Dive right into the pain
Stay unfiltered and loud
You’ll be proud of that skin full of scars
That’s all I know so far
That’s all I know so far
So you might give yourself away, yeah
And pay full price for each mistake
But when the candy coating hides the razor blade
You can cut yourself loose and use that rage
I wish someone would’ve told me that this darkness comes and goes
People will pretend but, baby girl, nobody knows
And even I can’t teach you how to fly
But I can show you how to live like your life is on the line
You throw your head back
And you spit in the wind
Let the walls crack
‘Cause it lets the light in
Let ’em drag you through hell
They can’t tell you to change who you are
(That’s all I know so far)
And when the storm’s out
You’ll run in the rain
Put your sword down
Dive right into the pain
Stay unfiltered and loud
You’ll be proud of that skin full of scars
That’s all I know so far
That’s all I know, that’s all I know so far
That’s all I know, that’s all I know so far
That’s all I know, that’s all I know so far
That’s all I know, that’s all I know so far
I will be with you ’til the world blows up, yes
Up and down and through ’til the world blows up, yeah
When it’s right or it’s all fucked up
‘Til the world blows up, ’til the world blows up
And we will be enough
And until the world blows up
Just throw your head back
And spit in the wind
Let the walls crack
‘Cause it lets the light in
Let ’em drag you through hell
They can’t tell you to change who you are
And when the storm’s out
You’ll run in the rain
Put your sword down
Dive right into the pain
Stay unfiltered and loud
You’ll be proud of that skin full of scars
That’s all I know so far
That’s all I know, that’s all I know so far
That’s all I know, that’s all I know so far
That’s all I know, that’s all I know so far
That’s all I know, that’s all I know so far
I will be with you ’til the world blows up, hm
My 2 cents – This speaks wonders about being a parent. My relationship with my mom has never been real close. She was busy working and I was busy fighting. So we never really clicked. I wanted better. So when my daughter was born I was determined to have better. I didn’t want a mini me. Mom kept telling me I was so much like her. I hated that because I felt so misunderstood. I did not want to make my baby feel like she had to be me. I wanted to let her make her own mistakes in life. I guided her and told her the truth about the mistakes I made. I stood with tears in my eyes watching the mistakes that she could have avoided. And She tells me that she is so much like me. I stand at her back and she is the best person she can be…and I will be there for her until my world ends.
Well hello my lovelies. It has been a hot minute hasn’t it? I am drinking a touch of orangeade. I feel like the vitamin C can only help…What are you drinking?
Next week is going to be busy, for Fae Corps Inc and Serena Mossgraves. Faery Playground drops on May the first then Serena’s Madness and truth releases on the fifth. Both are very much worth the read.
Faery Playground is about faery children, but all of the stories are not fun and light. Actually the stories follow a range of dark and whimsical. One is straight out horror. The poetry and art seems to be lighter though.
Madness and Truth is a ghost story that follows an island through two stories. Two journals to be specific. From the view of Kiera Dunwillow, esteemed historian, to the view of a secretary for a ghost hunting group. The stories tell the history of the Isle of Truth, but do they add to the ghosts on the Island?
I have been working on illustrations for Afraid of Shoe Mountain, which I hope to release this year (date yet unknown.) Serena is back to writing, after putting Kingdoms of Sin on hiatus. She will return to it…one way or another it will be published. We are discussing whether it will be as a novel or as a Game book for running in a tabletop RPG. She is stuck.
I have struggled with the writing of poetry in April, as I have been overwhelmed with all of the other stuff that I had on my plate. I have been slowly lessening my stress…but I am still having responsibilities that are expected of me, and It is making it harder on me to catch up. However, I will get there, just be a little patient with me, I beg of you.
On a personal note, Today is My mommy’s birthday. Happy Birthday MOM!!!!
Lyrics
Will you make it sound so pretty even when it’s not?
Didn’t choose but it’s the only one we’ve got
And sometimes I get so tired
Of getting tied up in my thoughts
You’re the only one that often makes it stop
God, it hurts to be human
Without you I’d be losing
And someday we’ll face the music
God, it hurts to be human
But I’ve got you, you, you, you, you, you, hey
And you’ve got me, me, me, me, too
Like we’re buckled and preparing before the crash
Like we’re walking down a road of broken glass
Now if we defeat all odds
And it was us against the world
You can count on me
You know I’d have your back
God, it hurts to be human
Without you I’d be losing
And someday we’ll face the music
God, it hurts to be human
But I’ve got you, you, you, you, you, you (Hey)
And you’ve got me, me, me, me, too
But I’ve got you, you, you, you, you, you (Hey)
And you’ve got me, me, me, me, too
Hope flows away
If you could spend a day in my shoes
Your mind would change
If you’d known what I’ve gone through
We want the same (Yeah, we do)
Maybe then you’ll understand
How it hurts to be human
God, it hurts to be human
Without you (without you) I’d be losing (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
And someday we’ll face the music
God, it hurts to be human
But I’ve got you, you, you, you, you, you, hey
And you’ve got me, me, me, me, too
But I’ve got you, you, you, you, you, you, hey
And you’ve got me, me, me, me, too
Oh God, it hurts to be human
MY 2Cents
This song speaks to me right now. There is no reason why I have been dragging ass and miserable this week. The cold came back, the laptop died, I have responsibilities that I usually enjoy…But this week… I just couldn’t stand to be human. I was snapping at people over stupid shit. And I know it was stupid. I have no reason or explanation. Just cranky. And I can’t explain it better that this week felt that I was struggling in the fight to be happy…and I was loosing. So for those that have me, and wondered what the heck was my damage…I thank you. I love you all. Thank you for tolerating my bad week.
Sorry for the lazy graphics. Too much to do today.
Today the prompt was The First (Blank)
Today has been me hiding with a migraine. I peeked at social media to be surprised by a blast from the past. A young man who has been like a son to me shared this picture of me and my oldest son. My eldest is currently estranged because someone told him lies about me, and he believed them. So I have been heartbroken about it since thanksgiving… The picture was such a nice thing, even if he is not speaking to me. It reminded me of a time when he trusted me unconditionally.
Mine https://coffeehousewriters.com/the-poem-sliced/
My girl’s https://coffeehousewriters.com/coppershades-in-a-prophecy/
My friend Tish’s https://coffeehousewriters.com/new-year-new-word/
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