There is No Triumph in Victory

I am so sorry

cat lost in Amesbury Park

I now out-google you

IMG_0329A portrait of my cat. Who is not lost.

Life Philosophy: Good (Seriously. I can’t believe it took this long. Especially since it’s a fictional cat.)

*For this week, I will be sharing deep, philosophical statements about life and writing through haiku.

*Disclaimer: “Deep”, “Philosophical”, “Life”, “Writing” and “Haiku” may be approximate statements not tied to dictionary meanings. The author is not responsible for any eye-rolling related injuries.

 


If you would like to see my appropriately humble writing, I have also written a fantasy novel, The Guests of Honor. It is available here.

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An Important Shade of Yellow

banana remains

are a useful reminder

littering is bad

 IMG_0840Life Philosophy: Bad

 

*For this week, I will be sharing deep, philosophical statements about life and writing through haiku.

*Disclaimer: “Deep”, “Philosophical”, “Life”, “Writing” and “Haiku” may be approximate statements not tied to dictionary meanings. The author is not responsible for any eye-rolling related injuries.

 


If you would like to see my non-banana related thoughts, I have also written a fantasy novel, The Guests of Honor. It is available here.

And In These Moments

My dog has an unreciprocated love affair with butterfly shadows.

They dance.

They tease.

Then, in front of his very eyes-

They vanish.

Even when the true butterfly settles in front of him-

Or darts in front of his nose-

He remains true always to the shadow.

While a fine connoisseur of shadows, myself-

I hope that I am never too focused-

To look up from the ground-

And see the moment the wing of a butterfly-

Catches the sideways slant of a sunbeam.

IMG_0004A lover of water and shadows


While not as charming as my dog, I have some shadows and water in my fantasy novel, The Guests of Honor. It is available here.

 

 

Giving Thanks

This is a post of appreciation.

It has been said of me that if there is an easy and a hard way of doing something, I will somehow manage to find the impossible way to do it.

This has certainly carried over into my adventures in book writing.

As I near the end of one month of “The Guests of Honor” being available, what has inspired me and kept me going has been the lovely comments, reviews, and encouragement from the people who have read the story.

So, with that in mind, I would like to thank:

Michael Nuckols

Book Crazy

James West

and

Sadie Forsythe (who blogged her review here)

for their thoughtful, detailed reviews on Amazon and Goodreads.

I love talking about writing and endlessly analyzing and dissecting stories. Sticking a story out is like dropping sticks of dynamite down a deep hole. You know that something is going on, but you won’t be able to tell what unless there is a huge explosion.

So for anyone who has e-mailed me, commented, or reviewed- you’ve been exactly the kind of explosion I need to keep my feet moving and my hands writing.

Thank you.

IMG_8870There’s always a path ahead, but your thoughts are the waymarkers


If you want to see my story, or just check out the wonderful writing of my reviewers, my fantasy novel, The Guests of Honor, is over here.

We Sing the Morning

Some days are too beautiful to passively live through.

On those days, rich and clear, the world changes.

Everything stretches upwards, reaching.

I could mention turgor pressure and light-tracking, but-

I prefer to think of it as music-

Bone-deep and insistent.

When I write I think of that rhythm under the surface-

Pulsing joyfully towards a never-ending sky.

IMG_0813We’re always singing, can you hear it?


If you want to hear some other non-musical songs, I have also written a fantasy novel, The Guests of Honor. It is available here.