There are moments in life that make us who we are. Moments the define our very meaning.
When you find that man that makes every bit of you light up with happiness even as agony fills your soul. That's the man you need. The one to hold on to and never let go.
Missing your children (even when still alive) is a painful time. This Mother's Day I don't get to see them, instead another woman gets to spend time with them. This cuts deep.
My breath, my heart My morning smile Sunshine and warmth He who chases clouds away Strikes a hole in my grief Brings me joy in simple words I'm drowning, my savior My deep decent, you caught me Saved me from my cage Wrap me in your arms Keep me safe within I'll keep you tethered... Continue Reading →
The chains that bind Do not refrain But make me free Keep me safe This rope that ties me up Does not imprison But makes me fly Connects me to him On my knees Is my choice to make Does not degrade But honor's my status in his life This collar that claims Does not... Continue Reading →
The holidays are at it again! They demand writing. They'll steal my bonus if you don't comply. Help me!
Mental illness is being trapped in a world only the inflicted can see. Much like an Author's mind, only the afflicted have no control and are constantly fighting something only they can see.
Let's continue with interviewing the Authors for the Stardust Always Anthology in memory of David Bowie and Alan Rickman. Welcome Debbie.
HELLO wonderful readers and followers. It's so nice to type to you after such a long time away from my computer. Some of my fellow authors and I have been working on an anthology (By we I mean I've beta read and most of them have written, edited and so on.) in memory of David Bowie and Alan Rickman. The proceeds will be given to cancer research at St. Judes. Over the next few days I'll be interviewing the author's that wrote for it.