Category: writing

Viewpoints 

Rain is the perfect weather to think in.  There is two sides to every story. That is something that we often forget,  especially when we are fighting.  When we are fighting,  all we want is to express our views.  We want to show that we hurt,  and that we believe strongly in what we are saying.  We forget that we love,  and that we may not be the only one who is right.  Two sides to each story does not always mean just right and wrong. 

          Sometimes,  an argument is about two people who have valid points and neither know how bend to see the other view. It really is normal.  However during the fight,  it is not something that anyone thinks of. I myself have been guilty of this.  We get so involved in ourselves that we find ourselves alone with hurt hearts and confused minds.  

          Still in the moment it is very hard to step back.  It is not a thing that comes naturally to most of us.  So we have to decide whether or not to back down or to feel like we are untrue to our own truths.  Standing our ground can cause friction between us and whomever we are arguing with. Sometimes backing down is allowing our truths to be ignored.  

            It is possible for both sides to be right.  So when you deal with the hurt from an argument,  keep that in mind. If you do not want to back down from your view,  it is fine.  Just consider that you are not the only one involved.  Consider if the other party could be right as well. 

Names

What is in a name,  a rose by any other name would smell just as sweet. ~Shakespeare 
So I have nearly always hated my name.  I have had reasons… And they seemed like good ones.  But it really came down to the fact that I never heard my name unless I was in trouble.  Not my full name anyway.  So I spent a hefty portion of my life looking at other names and feeling envy. I wanted to be anyone else,  and I felt that a lot of it was the name.  My full name is Patricia Lynn Harris.  So common a name.  Google it.  There are hundreds of Patricia Harris’s out there.  As a younger girl I would write as Susan Ann Andrews.  I adored the name Susan.  It seemed to embody all of the desire I wanted. I was even “Sassy Susie” on the Cb radio. 

         It was something that I always assumed would be my pen name.  I am not sure why I put my full name on the first thing I published. It was not something that I really thought out.  I was just trying to have my voice be heard.  After that it was a matter of principal.  I was already out as that name.  To change it felt like I was hiding from the past.  That was not something that I was willing to do.  

         So I did the poetry.  I did the kids books.  And I was doing all of it with who I was. Stories for my girl,  and poetry that was how I dealt with the emotional baggage of life. So I forgot about pen names. I didn’t need one. 

         Then my Joe,  bless him,  decided to be my muse.  He started giving me dark ideas.  Delightful ideas,  ones that I wanted to read. Ideas that hadn’t been written.  However the ideas were violent and really not kid friendly. So I found myself needing a pen name. I wanted something that was more true to who I was. 

              I am pagan.  I have a name that I use in my ritual times.  Serenity Rose Lace. I wanted to at least use some of this name.  So I chose to use a variation on Serenity.  Serena. I also wanted to acknowledge the darkness of what I was wanting to write… So Mossgraves.  It sounded good to me.  

               So that is where my Pen name originated.  What name would you choose,  If you could name yourself? 

Patricia Harris – Author Interview

A wonderful interview done with my editor. 

Source: Patricia Harris – Author Interview

Radio nerves. 

Zombiepalooza Radio Live

So I got the chance to sit down and talk to Jackie Chin from Zombiepalooza.  And I didn’t blow it.  I was definitely nervous but I had a lot of fun!  If you have not checked her out,  then you really should. 

Reminiscent 

Bare feet 

And heavy dreams. 

Atop the sky, 

Life was eternal it seems. 

Hidden forts, 

Behind bleachers, 

In the trees. 
Running about pretending 

That we would always be, 

Friends and dreamers 

In infinity. 
Innocence a haze, 

Setting the tone, 

Childhood a state 

Best when not alone. 

Group programs that take the social out of social media 

Yes,  I am slow sometimes in responding on Twitter or the like.  Doesn’t mean that I am less likely to do so.  The problem with apps like crowdfire and similar is that it takes away from the socializing.  You are sending out blanket messages and showing that all of your concern is the numbers.  People are not numbers…. And they never should be. You can miss some amazing interaction and the amazing ideas behind the individual by using those apps.  As a writer,  I love stories.  Each person is made up of a unique set of stories that came from their unique life.  Why would anyone deny themselves the opportunity to hear them?  Of course you will find the occasional troll. But if you are willing to allow them,  even trolls can teach you about people.  Social media outlets are for being social…. Quit automating that. 

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Just wanted to clarify 

Note- this had been written when I was upset and in draft form for a while. I debated whether or not to post it.  In trying to get myself past where I was,  I decided that I would as a carthagic bit of a release.  Not because I was holding on to it but because I was fully over it. 

You are not to to blame,  i realize that.  You told me that you could handle all that I was.  I was sad because I knew that you would try.  Then I had my normal anxiety,  and I tried to explain how much I needed for you to understand. And then you told me to grow up,  that I was having a reaction to something stupid.  So I pulled away,  and you got upset because I forgot to tell you something that I thought was minor.  And when I told you that I was not going to be seen because I was taking a couple of days in my own space to recharge,  you got upset about it.  I felt like neither of us were doing more than apologizing to each other,  and neither one knew what we  had done to hurt the other. And I was unable to see how to say that without upsetting you.  I am not the sort to make people feel bad purposefully…. Stating the obvious for me is how I process information,  and being yelled at for it only makes me pull away. Then we argue and people are attacking me for your sake.  First your friend tells me that you are allowed to have a bad day.  She unfriended me when I said that I was allowed to have boundaries.  I need to have boundaries… It is not a thing that I can be able to ignore.  Then your daughter says I am attention seeking and a “victim “….and I wonder what you have said that got me attacked.  You walked away without speaking to me…. And it feels like emotional abuse.  I will admit I have vague posted on Facebook…. But I have never mentioned you in my rambling,  just as I never mentioned anyone else who I have vented over.  So I did not see it as an issue. If it was then I am sorry.  I will now “Grow Up and get over it” but it will be without the one who said she would not leave me.  And I am sorry for the way we were. I will always love you.  But I will wonder if I ever knew you. 

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Going on the Radio! 

So I am going to be on Zombiepalooza Radio Live Saturday.  I’m going to be on in the first hour… So check it out… Saturday night at 8pm est! 

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 We will be awaiting your visit!