Wednesday Whispers

Serena Mossgraves
Serena Mossgraves

Tuesday Tunes


Lyrics –


“The Show Must Go On”

Empty spaces
What are we living for?
Abandoned places
I guess we know the score

On and on
Does anybody know what we are looking for?

Another hero
Another mindless crime
Behind the curtain
In the pantomime

Hold the line
Does anybody want to take it anymore?

Show must go on
Show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on

Whatever happens
I’ll leave it all to chance
Another heartache
Another failed romance

On and on
Does anybody know what we are living for?

I guess I’m learning
I must be warmer now
I’ll soon be turning
‘Round the corner now

Outside the dawn is breaking
But inside in the dark I’m aching to be free

Show must go on
Show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on

My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies
Fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die
I can fly, my friends

Show must go on
Show must go on
I’ll face it with a grin
I’m never giving in
On with the show

I’ll top the bill
I’ll overkill
I have to find the will to carry on with the show
On with the show

Show must go on


My 2 cents –


Fun fact about me . I was a theater brat in high school. I did this song for an assignment on lip syncing.

Today is my appointment, finally with the gyno. I chose this song because Freddie was dying when he recorded it. He found the way to get up and be present even though he was in immense pain and suffering. while I am in no means comparing myself to him…it feels like a strong song for me to face the doctor with.

Monday Poetry

Poetry

Sunday Reviews

Guilty Pleasures by Laurell K Hamilton

Meet Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, in the first novel in the #1 New York Times bestselling series that “blends the genres of romance, horror and adventure with stunning panache”(Diana Gabaldon).

Laurell K. Hamilton’s bestselling series has captured readers’ wildest imaginations and addicted them to a seductive world where supernatural hungers collide with the desires of the human heart, starring a heroine like no other…

Anita Blake is small, dark, and dangerous. Her turf is the city of St. Louis. Her job: re-animating the dead and killing the undead who take things too far. But when the city’s most powerful vampire asks her to solve a series of vicious slayings, Anita must confront her greatest fear—her undeniable attraction to master vampire Jean-Claude, one of the creatures she is sworn to destroy…

“What The Da Vinci Code did for the religious thriller, the Anita Blake series has done for the vampire novel.”—USA Today

My Thoughts

This one got me hooked on Anita quick and fast. She is a bit of a bad ass. This introduced me to the subgenre of reverse harem and it was a good read. it has a definite place on my physical bookshelf.

Saturday Thoughts

This is my work in progress list… and how I keep track of my word count.

I didn’t get as much as I wanted written.

this week was a high pain week so I spent the whole week in a pain fog.

Friday Share

Friday Share

So you found a new book?

Or maybe you just published one?

Did you find a new webcomic that you like?

Or a song you think everyone should hear?

No need for explanation…Just Share it.

You find a good deal that you think we should all see? Just share!

Or hey even a joke you think too fun not to share, Just share it.

Post links in the comments.

Occasionally I will too.

Artsy Fartsy Thursday

Artsy Fartsy Thursday
Arsty Fartsy Thursday

Artist: Serenity Rose    Format: pencil drawing   Title: Kat

Wednesday Whispers

Serena Mossgraves
Serena Mossgraves

Tuesday Tunes


Lyrics –



My mother says I have Irish eyes
Irish eyes, Irish eyes
My mother says I have Irish eyes
They go ever so blue under stormy skies
But they’re never so blue as when I let them cry
My father says I have English hair
English hair, English hair
Brown like the bark of an oak somewhere
Like the bed of a lake where the hemlock grows
Like the thorn in the stem of an English rose
I’m a map of the world and the ones before
One foot in sea and one on shore
Every step, every hope flung high
I’m a map of them all with my Irish eyes
My Nana says I have travelling feet
Travelling feet, travelling feet
Slippers for princesses don’t fit me
But I dance to my own drum, bright and bold
And my travelling feet always get me home
My sister says I’ve a restless soul
Restless soul, restless soul
Easy to catch, but I’m hard to hold
Like a song on the wind that you caught one day
I get under your skin, then I slip away
I’m a map of the world and the ones before
One foot in sea and one on shore
Every step, every hope flung high
I’m a map of them all with my Irish eyes
My mother says I have Irish eyes
Irish eyes, Irish eyes
My mother says I have Irish eyes
They go ever so blue
‘Cause I’m a map of the world and the ones before
One foot in sea and one on shore
Every step, every hope flung high
I’m a map of them all with my Irish eyes


My 2 cents –


I have been thinking a lot lately about the women I came from. I remember my great great grandmother on my father’s side. I really enjoyed my great grandmother on both sides. both of them were strong women. One taught me how to play scrabble when I was a toddler and I never once won. lol

I don’t have Irish eyes but I have enough of each one that I am a happy person.

Monday Poetry

Poetry