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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Poetry and the reading
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It is the little things
This year the holidays stunk. Yeah I said it. It is so taboo to be miserable during December, because you feel like you are weighing everyone else down. Or you feel just freaking ungrateful.
I know that I am not alone in this. This year has weighed hard on so many. No ability to do big gatherings, or family meals, or the other traditional trappings of the holidays. So much of this year has been death and illness. And for me family distancing.
The holiday was just lacking. So I was playing video games with my youngest, and scrolling down Facebook occasionally when something caught my eye. Serena has her own Facebook. Well someone, another author, had told me that Serena’s Rust, Gore, and the Junkyard Zombie was on his Christmas wishlist. He tagged Serena in the comments of his gifts… He got it.
Seeing that tag just made me smile. It made my whole holiday better. Just knowing that book was wanted.
So till this year is gone, enjoy the little things. Don’t let it fall apart because the big things are missing. Enjoy what you can. I hope that each of you find a little thing that brings joy this season.
Wordless Wednesday
Thursday Tea Party
Hello Lovelies! Long time since we had tea. My current favorite is Lipton’s Peach Passion Green Tea.
2020 is nearly over, and I know that I am not the only one who is grateful. 2021 is already shaping up to be busy. Fae Corps has several authors lined up that we are going to be publishing. We have 2 anthologies planned (Fae Playgrounds and Fae Shivers). Serena is going to be in Circle City’s Absurd Apocalypse Anthology. And I submitted to two of Indie Blu(e)’s upcoming Anthologies. (I hope I get accepted, their books are always so pretty. )
Song of Shadow released this week. I am still working on Half Mad Meanderings and Heart Drops. I hope to release both in 2021. I am also planning on pulling each of my Poetry Volumes, one at a time, and Revamping and re-releasing them. I don’t know how long it will take to do each volume. I do know I will be releasing Large Print versions of each as well. I have learned so much this year that I can put into practice on my books. I hope it will give you, my readers a fun thing to look at.
This will be as far as I am concerned the final version of each book. Serena’s not going to do that with her books, and I am going to go through the poetry volumes first then deal with the children’s books after. I may try to talk Serena into large print at least.
I am also working on Grandmothers wisdom. Coffee house writers anthology will release next week. Like I said 2021 is shaping up to be a busy year.
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my poem: https://coffeehousewriters.com/forgotten/
Cyndi’s Story : https://coffeehousewriters.com/unconventional-love-story-iv/
A Trio of Coffee
Not only is my poem live on Coffee House Writers, but two of my best girls have new on there too.
My Poem: https://coffeehousewriters.com/the-puppeteers-strings/
My Girl Redbird’s Story part: https://coffeehousewriters.com/an-unconventional-love-story-part-iii/
And My Friend Tish’s : https://coffeehousewriters.com/jazzys-selfie-time/
So enjoy the read!
oVERLOad In PrOGress
I normally juggle the balls in my life reasonably well. Author, blogger, editor, formatter, artist, friend, CHW poet, poet, game master, cover designer, mom, teacher, housewife, publisher….
These hats all are comfortable. I can deal with the multiple things happening at once. Not Today. this week has been one nightmare after another. Me making mistakes that I normally avoid.
Including missing posts on my blog. And then realizing that I am too stressed to know what to post all week. Fae corps has 4 volumes coming out at once(fae dreams, and 3 volumes of Nightmare Whispers) and one of the volumes is causing Technical difficulties.(Fae Dreams). Said difficulties are because I missed details, so I am being extra hard on myself. I am fighting those gremlins that come from it. However I am dropping balls because of it. I will try to get a couple of things back on track and figure out something to post. So please stay tuned…this may be an unusual week….but bear with me.
I may just post a couple of reviews to get me through the rest of the week….
Tuesday Tunes
Lyrics –
Yo.
Sam.
Ha, we back bitches
Good grip with that hood shit
Full flame in front the bull pit
Bad bitch don’t take shit
Fucked last week been dead since
In the muck ducked one time
Kill em all with one line
From the swamp, bump and grind
Ain’t with the game no shuck and jive
Ain’t no soft mouth when is gold
Can’t hang low where the demons go
Cats don’t talk, they plead the fifth
One disappearance ain’t nobody see shit
(Woo!) On a different plane
Take it outside it’s so insane
Sam right rip real simple and plain
Sam B mother fucker ya’ll in hell (No room in Hell)
When the elevators go down
And the guest list is closed
Ain’t no +1’s allowed
And the devil locked his doors (No room in Hell)
The nightmares come quick
The air is getting thick
When the dead start to rise
And there’s no place to hide (No room in Hell)
When the elevators go down
And the guest list is closed
Ain’t no +1’s allowed
And the devil locked his doors (No room in Hell)
The nightmares come quick
The air is getting thick
When the dead start to rise
There’s no place to hide (No room in Hell)
Eat a brain while getting brained
Conductor on my zombie train
All aboard, kill a broad
Leave her bloody, choked and stained
Won’t play games no slick talk
Devil dick like a pitchfork
No super suit, no Bat Cave
Just shrunken heads and dead stock
I’m Mossberg, I’m 2Pac
B.I.G. with two Glocks
Big L from Hell and back
Collecting heads in my napsack
Ghost Rider with no chains
Spawned life with no cape
Demon child like Hunger Games
Chase a bitch, no escape (No room in Hell)
When the elevators go down
And the guest list is closed
Ain’t no +1’s allowed
And the devil locked his doors (No room in Hell)
The nightmares come quick
The air is getting thick
When the dead start to rise
And there’s no place to hide (No room in Hell)
When the elevators go down
And the guest list is closed
Ain’t no +1’s allowed
And the devil locked his doors (No room in Hell)
The nightmares come quick
The air is getting thick
When the dead start to rise
There’s no place to hide (No room in Hell)
First of all I ain’t going to hell
Let ’em know we’re going to need a lease
I stay hungry I need a feast, I’m like,
“Didn’t I tell you don’t feed the beast?”
Went and got a little Holy water and then
Put it onto my Jesus piece
Got her wet like she’s seen the beach
And I think your girl’s goin’ to need a priest
Say I’m ill when I’m over seas
Couldn’t see how that’s not true
My jewelry looks like it caught Flu
And my neck looking like Achoo
Girl you got to be psychic
If you think that I’m crazy
I would show you my good side
But what have you done for me lately?
Every day would be heavenly when she
Call me up and I stop through
Every day I look to the sky and I
Thank God that I’m not you (No room in Hell)
When the elevators go down
And the guest list is closed
Ain’t no +1’s allowed
And the devil locked his doors (No room in Hell)
The nightmares come quick
The air is getting thick
When the dead start to rise
And there’s no place to hide (No room in Hell)
When the elevators go down
And the guest list is closed
Ain’t no +1’s allowed
And the devil locked his doors (No room in Hell)
The nightmares come quick
The air is getting thick
When the dead start to rise
There’s no place to hide (No room in Hell)
(No room in Hell)
When the elevators go down
And the guest list is closed
Ain’t no +1’s allowed
And the devil locked his doors (No room in Hell)
The nightmares come quick
The air is getting thick
When the dead start to rise
And there’s no place to hide (No room in Hell)
When the elevators go down
And the guest list is closed
Ain’t no +1’s allowed
And the devil locked his doors (No room in Hell)
The nightmares come quick
The air is getting thick
When the dead start to rise
There’s no place to hide (No room in Hell)
Sam B!
My 2 Cents –
My head is deep in editing of some really great horror stories for Nightmare Whispers. (and some great poetry and flash fiction for Fae Dreams. ) We have announcements upcoming on the Fae Corps Blog Thursday. So I chose a song to match my theme. This was done for a video game. It was honestly better than the game it was made for. The video has some great cinematic effects. This song makes it into my daily listening most of the time. I am not usually into rap music, with a few exceptions. This is one of the exceptions.
Pattimouse 