Tag: immortality

Wild Wednesday

Ever think that you were caught up, and then realized that you had forgotten about something important? That was me this past week. I have done all the work for July and publishing… and I thought I had done June as well… only to find out that I had forgotten about June.

Though I was frustrated and feeling like I was a screw up… it was not the end of the world. It was not even a truly terrible thing. It was just a little bit of a frustration. I got it fixed (though my own poetry volume in June immortality is only in ebook form until the 20th.) A minor oops. Still at the time…it felt like I was just incapable of doing anything right.

And it is not an uncommon thing for such situations to cause a lot of people to feel like they can’t do anything right. The internal voice is often so mean.

Don’t let that voice make you feel like you are anything less than amazing. I’m fighting with my own.

From Immortality random poetry

The problem with April is I actually don’t share the new poetry as much….so I wanted to squeeze some of the pretty stuff that I wrote in Immortality onto the net. I am actually really proud of this volume. It is a good thing.

Monday Poetry

My Immortality

I fought the Internal Battlefields and finished the writing as of today for it. I will be announcing the publication date as I have it…

I asked here and on several of my social media… and the choice came down to Hellfire and other illusions, my causality, and Immortality. So I asked Joe… His choice was Immortality. My daughter liked it best but felt like I would have an easier time writing Victory over the Asylum. I hope she is wrong there.

Each life is a book

This week I have been sharing some of the stories of my book. A lifetime of stories lived. Some of the stories I have lived will never be shared – for various reasons…some because they are not my story to tell(I am a mother after all) Some because the trauma prevents. So many lives are books stuck on dusty shelves. Never shared for various reasons. I need to share my stories. As a survivor of childhood sex abuse I felt like my voice was taken from me. For me, telling my stories is empowering. For others it is not. I would never try to force the telling of a life.

However, I also want to be clear. I am always willing to hear the story of the lives you have lived. I devour books like the dragon I am…and if you choose to present me with more to read I will revel in it.

Thank you for allowing me to share the stories this week. For me, it is the best form of immortality. I when I am gone will remain due to the book written by my words.