Serena Mossgraves has a new book release today! A ghost story, an epic spanning two different narrators, and the story of an island over hundreds of years! Get your own copy today. Books2read.com/Madnessandtruth
Book Birthday – Madness and Truth
on an btw note…I am trying to do the Mermay drawing challenge. Check out my Instagram or my Deviant Art to see more.
Lyrics –
And I feel that time’s a-wasting, go
So where ya going to tomorrow?
And I see that these are lies to come
So would you even care?
And I feel it
And I feel it
Where ya going for tomorrow?
Where ya goin’ with the mask I found
And I feel, and I feel
When the dogs begin to smell her
Will she smell alone?
And I feel, so much depends on the weather
So is it raining in your bedroom?
And I see, that these are the eyes of disarray
Would you even care?
And I feel it
And she feels it
Where ya going for tomorrow?
Where ya goin’ with the mask I found?
And I feel, and I feel
When the dogs begin to smell her
Will she smell alone?
When the dogs do find her
Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow
To find it
To find it
To find it
When the dogs do find her
Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow
To find it
To find it
To find it
Where ya going for tomorrow?
Where ya goin’ with the mask I found?
And I feel, and I feel
When the dogs begin to smell her
Will she smell alone?
When the dogs do find her
Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow
To find it
To find it
To find it
When the dogs do find her
Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow
To find it
To find it
To find it
To find it
To find it
To find it
My 2 Cents –
This week has been crazy, on a personal level. I know that this song is about murder…but sometimes in order to become who we need to be, it feels like we kill parts of ourselves. I am struggling with decisions that may leave parts of me behind and I am not sure if it will allow me to continue my life as it is or if things will change. This song to me talks a lot of patience.
A sestina is a fixed verse form consisting of six stanzas of six lines each, normally followed by a three-line envoi.(Envoi or envoy in poetry is used to describe: a short stanza at the end of a poem such as ballad, used either to address an imagined or actual person or to comment on the preceding body of the poem. a dedicatory poem about sending the book out to readers, a postscript.) So you do 6 stanzas each 6 lines…then a short 3 line stanza at the end.
The words that end each line of the first stanza are used as line endings in each of the following stanzas, rotated in a set pattern. The video above shows the basics. (Found on one of the you tubers I follow about writing.)
The picture below gives a quick look at the ending rotations.
I am hoping that this is going to help you to write poetry yourself.
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!!!!
Choice stolen,
It’s rarity increased.
Dreams broken,
So you hold tighter
To the ones that remain.
Virginity a concept
That your worth
Can be stolen away.
That you can be so much less
Because another touched you
Implies that you were less anyway.
Picking up the pieces,
Trying to heal,
Realizing that nothing
was removed,
That it is perhaps better
To put together me
My own way.
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.
Pattimouse 