Thursday, December 31, 2009

Underhill Playlist

I use a varies playlist for Underhill…some days I go through my entire list of songs as I write…other days I know exactly what I want. There are a lot of days that I use nothing but Celtic music for it. I need to get a more extensive library of Celtic music… especially since I cannot play music from the internet. Some days I play nothing but angry girl music… especially from Kelly Clarkson or Pink or Gwen Stefani. but for the music that speaks specifically to the story itself? these are the songs that I listen to…they are not in any particular order…in fact, they are just in alphabetical order. don’t ask me why I placed them that way… it just happened LOL.

So, here are the songs…

Addicted - Kelly Clarkson
Bad Influence - Pink
Come Sail Away - Styx
Dear Diary - Pink
Feel - Matchbox Twenty
I'd Do Anything for Love (But I Won't Do That) - Meat Loaf
If you're Irish - Irish Rovers
M!ssundaztood - Pink
May It Be - Enya
Orinoco Flow - Enya
Pain - Three Days Grace
Queen of the Night - Kelly Clarkson
Red Red Wine - Bob Marley
Sailing - Christopher Cross
Slaying the Dreamer - Nightwish
Smooth Criminal - Michael Jackson
Sound of Silence - Atrocity
Sweet Misery - Michelle Branch
The Right Kind of Wrong - LeAnn Rimes

Sunday, December 27, 2009

(Belated) Merry Christmas and other stuff

First, I want to wish everyone a belated Merry Christmas…it was so hectic here that I never got a chance to get on here to wish everyone one it that day… do I am doing it now ;)

We were supposed to have all of my family up here, but my other brother and sister-in-law couldn’t make it… we missed them… but it was nice to see the other brother and his family regardless if we were missing the rest of the family. hopefully we can see the other bit of the family soon.

They brought up the gifts for their girls and of course Santa came here with their presents as well. (The girls are 13 and 11.) None of the adults exchanged presents… just being together was enough… well… except, I had my present from mom and dad the beginning of the month… my Sony eReader. Which I am loving ;). Unfortunately I could not afford to get my nieces anything, and they knew it, but they got me something regardless… the sweethearts (Yes, Taylor, I am calling you a sweetheart… get over it :p) She made me a origami ball and Shaye got me a little mirrored aunt plaque. ;)

We had a nice dinner… spiral honey ham, yams, fruit salad, and rolls. Of course, I ate what I could, which was not much, but it was delicious so I did over eat and paid for it the whole of the next day which meant I could not eat much at all the next day LOL. and missed out on the pie Christmas night. Which the pies were pumpkin and peanut butter.

So that was our Christmas. It was chaotic, but it was nice.

I have not been able to get any work done writing-wise for a few…and I am feeling it. I am hoping that I will be able to get something done today/tonight. I need to. ;)

I was going to do a thing with Christmas/Yule/Winter with facts, some jokes and a story a few days before Christmas… but that did not work out. SO I was just going to do a story… again, that did not work out. I have not had a chance to do the story. But, the story in my mind is such that with a few modifications I can switch it from a Christmas tale to just a winter one, and I can do it anytime next month. So that is what I will do. I am not sure if it will just be a little story with no relation to anything I am writing now, or if it might be tied in somehow to one of my stories now…but it will be a free story that I will post to my blog like I did on Halloween. (And on my website… I need to put the Halloween one up on the website… make a few adjustments on it and put it up there .;) hehe)

Anyway, that is about all this morning. I do hope your Christmas was a good one…that is, if you celebrate it. If not, I hope your days continue to be good. ;)

Monday, December 21, 2009

Playlist for *The Prank*

I thought I would share with you the songs that I play specific for The Prank. of course, these are not the only songs I play…sometimes I vary out of this playlist…but these are the songs that have specific meaning for me as I write this book…and as it will hopefully shape into the series. Now, it is a very extensive list…54 songs in all, so by the song list, it seems like the book should be epic…and in my mind, that is how it feels. how it will ultimately transcribe onto paper? we will see. As you can see by the list, it does have four parts. I won’t reveal what the different parts are…you can intuit a little by the song selections, but it may surprise you in the end. *rubs hands together*

Now for the songs ;)


Part One:

1. Pain - Three Days Grace

2. Home - Three Days Grace

3. May It Be - Enya

4. Haunted – Evanescence

5. A Good Run Of Bad Luck - Clint Black


Part Two:

1. I'm My Own Grandpa - Ray Stevens*

2. Born To Be Wild - AC/DC

3. Runnin' With The Devil - David Lee Roth

4. Eyes On Fire - Blue Foundation

5. I Am A Man Of Constant Sorrow - The Soggy Bottom Boys

6. You Gotta Fight For You're Right To Party - Beastie Boys

7. Everything I Do (I It Do For You) - Bryan Adams

8. I Fought The Law, and The Law Won - Bobby Fuller Four

9. Hit The Road, Jack - Ray Charles

10. Requiem Of The Gods - Apocalyptica

11. Changes - 3 Doors Down

*keep in mind I am working with the Greek Gods, then apply this song…look up the lyrics, and it is hilarious when you think in terms of this thought ;) *snicker*


Part Three:

1. Over The Hills And Far Away - Nightwish

2. The Power Of Thy Sword - Manowar

3. Seek And Destroy - Metallica

4. Blood Of My Enemies - Manowar

5. Hurt - Johnny Cash

6. Burn - Nine Inch Nails

7. Have A Nice Day - Bon Jovi

8. I've Got The Power - C&C Music Factory

9. Exodus - Evanescence

10. For Whom The Bell Tolls - Metallica

11. Insane In The Brain - Cypress Hill

12. Holding Out For A Hero - Bonnie Tyler

13. Bleed - Evanescence

14. The Warrior - Pat Benatar

15. I Hate Everything About You - Three Days Grace

16. Blood Of The Kings - Manowar

17. In The Jailhouse Now - The Soggy Bottom Boys

Part Four:

1. Exile - Enya

2. Change - Tears For Fears

3. Planet Hell - Nightwish

4. Bliss (I don't wanna know) - Hinder

5. The Unforgiven - Metallica

6. Everybody Wants To Rule The World - Tears For Fears

7. Life Is A Lemon and I Want My Money Back - Meat Loaf

8. Forsaken - David Draiman

9. Gonna Raise Hell - Cheap Trick

10. Bad Influence - Pink

11. People Are Strange - The Doors

12. Prodigal - OneRepublic

13. Sad But True - Metallica

14. Hold Your Head Up - Argent

15. They're Coming To Take Me Away - Dr. Demento

16. Burning Down the House - Talking Heads

17. Going Down In Flames - 3 Doors Down

18. Burn In Hell - Twisted Sister

19. Tubthumping - Chumbawamba

20. Bugger Off - The Real McKenzies

21. I'm Yours - Jason Mraz

Friday, December 18, 2009

way behind

being ill sucks…especially when you have things you want to do some fun stuff with my fans in the coming days…but with my health taking a sudden dip, my energy took a downward spiral and it is all I can do to get through the day let alone anything else.

It all came to a head on Sunday, and by Tuesday I was right in bed. it is a sum of all of my health problems, especially my gastro- and coloparesis. surprisingly enough my diabetes is not playing that big of a part in it. It is there and making itself known, but not as bad as it could be.

But, because of it, I have not been able to do much at all…no writing, no blogging, no research, no studying… there have even been times that I haven’t even had the energy to even read. that is unheard of for me. Even when I was sleeping about 18 hours a day, I still managed to read.

I had planned on doing something fun with my fans on the 23rd…I even have everything all gathered up for it…I had planned on doing something similar to that of Halloween…posting on Twitter, and my Facebook fanpage facts and a few other things about Yule, Christmas and Winter and writing a short story on my blog. I may still do the short story, but the rest? I don’t think I will be well enough by then to do it…if I am, it will be too soon, my energy level will not be sufficiently stored up to be able to handle that kind of drain…not if Halloween was anything to go by. I will just have to do something off-season to have fun with…there are lots of things that are topic oriented that I can relate toward my writing that I can do when I am feeling more up to it.

For now…I need to get back in the swing of things while concentrating on getting over this spell. I need to get back on my blogs…but I fear that won’t be more toward Monday….and I need to get back to writing. I need to write. it is beyond wanting…it is needing.

I need to get the next chapter of Mu Mysteries completed so I can have it ready to upload New Years Day, and I left The Prank at a very fun spot…though I need to start some research on Sparta…they decided to go there…gotta love it when my characters take me places where I am not expecting them to go LOL. Same with Underhill…and I want to write the short story for the 23rd….because I want to at least want to do that part.

So much to do but for today…it will still pretty much be a lazy day, though I will see about trying to do some writing here in a little bit… ;)

Monday, December 14, 2009

3-D or Hologram’s?

I watched a news report the other night about how they are going 3-D on everything. TV sets, those big screens at the sports stadiums, the movie theater’s…and how expensive it is to create these 3-D productions…and how annoying those glasses really are. Especially if you already wear glasses. It was stated that the images are projected at 120 frames per second—double the speed of a normal image. and that double images are projected into each eye with the glasses. Here is the problem…the glasses are bulky, they are irritating and have issues with everyday glasses, and if you have eye problems (like I do) you cannot watch the 3-D movies anyway…so the technology is useless for people like me…and we miss out on the thrill of it.

So, it got me thinking today…why don’t they take the money that is being invested into the television sets and the sports stadiums for this expensive technology…and focus it on hologram technology? I know that they have already made great stride’s in it…it can be projected like 3-D, and be even more in-your-face…and you don’t need any fancy glasses for it. Hey! I’m on board for that…and bonus! You can also use it for other purposes. Hologram technology can have so many other applications besides 3-Ding movies and sports. I can see lots of fun…and practical applications for it. And, like I said, the technology has already made great strides as is.

Why hasn’t it made better strides? what is the hold-up on this? I would much rather go hologram than the 3-D…This world baffles me at times…it is so technology advanced…yet on some fronts it is so technophobic at the same time. it is very…baffling.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

My thoughts on 2012

These are my own personal thoughts on 2012, not anyone else's, based on what I have researched and on meditations. And not about the movie LOL. I have not watched the action movie by the same name, though I want to. I love those types of movies.

As we all know, the December 21, 2012--according to the ancient Mayan colander--the world is supposed to end.

Some believe it will be a catastrophic end. Some believe it will be a switch to a new era. Some believe it is nothing be hooey and nothing will happen.

This is what I believe…based on meditations--I do not have any of them written down, and even if I did, they revealed some personal facts and I don’t want that floating around, so I cannot reveal exactly what they said--and my own research and pondering of it.

I believe that we are in for the end of the world--*gasp*…hold your horses. I am not done--I am believe we are in for the end of the world, as we know it. The world will continue, and it may or may not look as it does now. But our thoughts, and feelings, will be different. We will fully enter the "Age of Light."—ah, yes. I can hear the groans now…

I am not saying this is what will happen, just that this is my thoughts and feelings. We will see if the previous and following will be accurate. We will see if I am around to see it come to pass ;)

First, I believe that the Earth is shaking off those that cannot--or will not--see this age come. My proof? Are we not having a record amount of wars, and deaths? Violence and destruction--natural and manmade? Has it not been escalating over the past years, getting worse with each passing year? Have we not seen a record amount of people--not wars, but individual people--going on mass-murderous rampages, taking out not one or two, but 20-30+ people at a time, including themselves? Have we not seen a record amount of storms that are not only wiping out people, but whole cities that we will not, or cannot rebuild? It is going beyond the global warming. It is so beyond that.

Then on the opposite end of the scale, have we not seen a record amount of people finding their faith? Not just "religion." Not just "God." But their faith? Including nature- and goddess-based faiths? There is a vast difference between all of these things. Have we not seen a record number of people seeking answers? Seeking to learn more than what they are taught, or what they can be taught by others? Have we not seen a record amount of people joining organizations of like-minded people? Have we not seen a record number of "miracles”, of sightings of "angels”?

Next, all around the same time of 2012--though I can't remember the exact times--Earth is doing several things…leaving the Age of Pisces and entering the Age of Aquarius, and around the same time-- in the scheme of things--it is leaving what is termed as the "Galactic Night" and entering the "Photon Band”. When that happens, it has been nicknamed the "Age of Light" or the "Golden Age," Sound familiar? (Think back to the Greek God Creation Myths…and it is not only the Greeks that had a “Golden Age” in their creation myths.) The “Galactic Night” is pretty much where we have been "asleep" spiritually, where we have let others lead us, where we have let others make our decisions. The "Age of Light" is a point where we awaken and begin to know, to learn and grow spiritually, to question and stop following. Already we are starting to do that.

This is why I believe that this is what we are heading for.

Do I believe this is where I am going? Yes. Do I believe I will make it there with my health…? Maybe. I am not sure.

I believe that many of us will be going as teachers to help guide the ones that want to go forward to this new world. And no, I am not placing myself as one of those teachers LOL. I am not that conceited.

This is why I am not all that concerned with the "going Green" and the "global warming"…it is important. Especially once we do switch over to the new age. Even if we don't…moderation, balance is the key. However, I fully feel that the Earth is fixing herself and she will right the wrongs done to herself as she has done in the past before we were even a parasite biting her back. Or a twinkle in her eye, depending on which faction you fall into ;) *snicker*

Friday, December 11, 2009

Hardback, Paperback, eReader or AudioBook?

The choices are getting larger in the book department. Most people automatically disregard the eReader stating it's not for them, but really, they should not be so quick to judge. Let's go through them one at a time:

Hardback: this tends to be the most bulky, and the priciest. However, it also tends to last the longest, and unless you get unlucky, it looks the best. A lot of the series that I really like I try to get in the style, not all, but most. I also try to get the classics I am trying to collect and hardback.

Paperback: With paperback, you have two different types -- or are there more? I forget -- I know for sure of mass-market and trade. The mass-market are more ready available and are cheaper, usually ranging around eight dollar mark. The trade paperbacks tend to be more expensive and sometimes bookstores do not like to stock them, or they are harder to find. Mass-market are smaller, more standard size. Trade paperbacks are larger.

eReader/digital: range in price, but can be very cheap. They're stored on a single drive, or an extended drive and you can hold hundreds, if not thousands, of them on a single digital Reader. You can enlarge the font, you can change the orientation, and you can put your own documents on the Reader. It is very versatile. The benefit over hardback or paperback is you can take as many books with you as you want without the added bulk or weight.

AudioBook: here you have the benefit of having someone read to you wherever you are, or whatever you are doing. I have not looked into AudioBooks much, but it seems to me that they can run about the same price as the printed book, maybe more maybe less, it depends on the publisher, author, and book. Just like anything else. I know many people who love AudioBooks -- this is not a personal favorite of mine though... it is nothing against them, or the authors, or anyone in the publication of them... I just don't care for recorded voices, in any shape or form -- even my own... especially my own.

Each of these forms of books has their own personalities, their own uses, and can be mixed and matched very well. I even have paperback and hardback of the same books... depending on if I want the book to look nice or not. Just because you have one form, does not mean you cannot own another. It may sound... excessive...obsessive... maybe even wasteful, but if you love books, you know where I'm coming from.

In addition, think of it this way, if you're afraid that bound books are going the way of the dinosaur because of the digital books, you can still support both. I am. I'm not rich... I'm not even poor. I live paycheck to paycheck with barely enough money to get by -- but I always, always, always will find money to buy books. And now, I will find money for bound and digital books... for entertainment and for my health -- because if I want to keep reading there are days that I must use the Reader.

So I guess the moral of this brief comparison is don't discount one form of book over another, and don't discount owning more than one form of the same book, you never know when I'll come in handy.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

TTTo - Green

The Tiresome Term Tip-off for today is Green. Now I am all about being globally aware. We all need to be. But there are two things wrong with this…one is the term itself. It is bandied around so much that everything is Green…even if it isn't. Just like when blogged about organic…if something has even the slightest hint of being "green" then it is proclaimed loud and proud of its status.

But you know what? Because of this, we have go ne to the other extreme. We have gone from being totally unaware, to being too aware. We have lost balance again…actually did we ever have it? No…we did not. We are not going to save the Earth with the spastic attempts we are doing…and what we are doing is killing it with being too aware now.


I am serious. Let's look at it this way.

Taking in the Christmas season. Normally we have all of the trees being bought, right? I’m talking about the trees that are bought from tree farms, from places that purposely grow trees for the sole purpose of commercially selling them for profit and about the trees that are cut down to keep the forests healthy. And yes, we do need to cut trees down to keep them healthy, I will go into that in a minute before you start screaming at me for that comment.

These trees that are cut down to keep the forests healthy, specifically in the Washington and Oregon areas are not being bought now, both from the farms and from the logging…here is a report from the tree farm angle: (though it talks more about how he is having to disfigure his trees to get them sold to avoid burning his, but he does mention the ones that are burning theirs. No tree lots have placed orders. No one intends for them to be sold. So what are they going to do with them? No one is intending to use them for enjoyment for the holiday season. So these poor trees, because there is nowhere else for them to go…they are not fit for any other purpose, they are naturally grown, not from farms…are being burned. Yes, burned. Because no one wants them, because everyone is too conscientious of the impact of deforestation. These trees are being burned. Instead of being put to a better use, where they might have some enjoyment for a little while. It is very sad.

So here comes the question. If they are just going to burn them--and they are not going to be used for Christmas trees--why are they even cutting them down at all?

That's the crux of the matter isn't it? The environmentalists would have you think that these trees shouldn't have to be cut down. Well, they do have to be.

Ponder this. These trees in particular grow in abundance. They grow pretty radically. We, as a people have pretty much cut out forest fires. If they do occur, we put them out pretty rapidly. Forest fires are nature's way of keeping the Earth fertile and renewed as well as keeping control of the trees and other plants. Yet we have pretty much eradicated that. Sure, we do controlled burns occasionally, and sometimes they get out of control. But how often do we really do that?

So, these trees have no natural forest fires to keep them under control, and no controlled burns to keep them under control either.

So the next weapon in Mother Nature's arsenal are bugs. The problem with bugs is they don't settle to one kind of tree or plant and it affects other areas of the vegetation and wildlife, even if not directly by the bugs themselves. That creates a whole new problem. So, now we don't have the fires, and now we do have bugs. These poor trees.

The next problem is this. Us!

We are encroaching on them. Not the other way around. Yet we state that the trees are coming onto our land, and so we demand that the trees be controlled. Sound familiar? So, we cut them down…we cut them down to keep our properties clear, we cut them down to create more property for us.

Now you are saying, but that is the whole point of trying to save the trees, that is why we don't want to buy any live trees anymore and why we are trying to save the forests!

Well, that is all well and good for the forests that need saving. For the things that need help. But this is the crux of the matter. We are not determining our battles. We see a problem and we rush head first without further research. We see something is wrong, then we run around like Chicken Little yelling "We need to be 'green!' we need to be 'green!' but do we really know what we need to be Green on anymore?

Honestly, I don't. Let's see…our landfills are getting full. Our oceans are becoming trash dumps. And the rainforests are in trouble . hmm our polar icecaps are melting and our ozone layer is dying. Not to mention global warming. Other than that…what are the other big matters? Can you honestly say you can count…oh I am sure some of you can. but out of these main points, what can we honestly change…within our, our children or our children's-children's lifetime's? the trash dumps. Maybe the rainforests and part of the ocean. The icecaps are from the global warming. So is the ozone layer. But the global warming…hell no. and while I am a big believer in it…I also know this…we are not the cause of it. I am serious. This is not the first time global warming has happened, and I have been saying this for many years, not before the American Government started saying this, but this is not the first time global warming has happened. It happened once during the dinosaurs, it has happened during each of the major ice ages. How many of those have we as humans, especially as thinking man, have we been around for? We have contributed, but we are not the cause. And we cannot fix it. The Earth will renew herself, just as she has in the past. And I will blog about my thoughts on 2012 in a few days.

So, back to "Green." How does this all relate? Easy. Just as we can kill from neglect, we can kill from over concern. Which direction do you think we are leaning now? Let's see…carbon footprinting, organic, green. These are bandied around every day. If these are our everyday vocabulary words now, what do you think or everyday actions are? And I am not talking of Joe Schmoe. I am talking of collectively. Actually, I am talking about both, because both affect just as much as they do independently.

I am not saying Do not be globally aware! Do not go organic! Do not go Green!...oh hell no. What I am saying is *find your balance!* you don't need to be a sloth, and you don't need to be a freak. Just be conscious of your actions, but don't go overboard. For the sake of whatever deity you follow, be it the Christian God or no god…find balance. If you care for this Earth at all, don't be a spazz.

I promise that unless the sun fails or a meteor hits, or you die tonight--the Earth will still be here tomorrow…ok, I can't promise that, but you get the idea.


**None of these topics are meant to be aimed at anyone in particular. Some of them may touch a nerve, and I am sorry if they do, but these are my views. I am even guilty of using some of these and am trying to improve myself in regards to them. Besides, if we can’t laugh at some of the words/phrases we use, then this world is indeed too sad a place to be.**


**disclaimer: writer I am, writer I will always be. But spelling I never claimed to own. There will always be spelling errors, even with the aid of spell checkers. Unless I employ 20 proof-readers, and if I do that, you will never get to see these blogs…so, guess you will have to put up with the spelling errors….or do what I do. Blame it on the Typo-Fae and say the spelling errors occurred en-route ;-)**

Monday, December 7, 2009

Lots to do!

I can’t believe this year is already almost over with. Where has it gone? I blame my sister-in-law…she keeps wishing the days away. *snicker* Just kidding Marline. you know I love ya!

Seriously though, my days are so full of things to do anymore that by the time I get through even a portion of the stuff, the day is over and I have to start all over again. Most of the items are continuous, like writing and blogging…which I would not want to stop. but then I have other things like cleaning that I wish would ;) LOL.

There are other things that have been keeping me busy as well. Some of them are:

learning Greek. I have been having a blast at this. Though, I do admit that mostly I am concentrating on trying to get the alphabet down. No, it is not that difficult. In fact, we know most of it already, I am trying to get the accent and also trying to remember it. With the diabetes, my memory is not that great anymore. too many trips into the hospital have taken its toll. But I noticed last night that I have made tremendous strides. I have most of it down. There are just a few that I am tripping up on.

I am also working on a list of possible Greek words that I am going to be using in the Hubris stories. Which is also helping with the Greek lessons.

I am also going back over my first novel, Judgment at Witches Court and taking notes. Partly for something I have planned for the blog, and partly for something I have planned for the *eventual* newsletter (more about that in a few). I am also leaning more and more toward “yes” I will do a sequel to it. It is not as painful going back over it as I thought it was going to be. Though I am groaning at some of the things I put in it! ROFLMAO

I am also working on the four manuscripts I already have going. Yes, four. I know I have been talking lately about only three: The Prank (A Hubris Story); Underhill; and Mu Mysteries. But I also have the novel Grakas: the Gnome (the Elementals of Celayone series) that I put away for a few…not because I didn’t want to work on it, but because it is so work intense that I didn’t exactly have time for it. But, it says otherwise LOL. So, after I finish taking notes on Judgment, somewhere in that, I might have to figure out space for a sequel for it…unless I wait until Underhill is finished, or The Prank. LOL. We will see.

I am also working on a newsletter. I am aiming to put the first one out in January and doing quarterly installments, if not, then bi-yearly. it will have updates, and character interviews and announcements and who knows what else LOL. It will be in PDF format, free and hosted at my yahoo group… right now, the yahoo group has all of the blogs (mine and the characters) posted at one place in case you don’t want to go to their actual pages, though, to me, it is more fun to do so *hint hint* ;) ROFLMAO

Speaking of the characters, two of them (and the eSerial) finally broke me down and they have their own twitter accounts. though they don’t have too much activity quite yet…give me a break, I just did it yesterday afternoon and afterwards, I was so confused my brain did a meltdown! so the accounts are ( @allorana ) and ( @PrstssShashanna ) and ( @MuMysteries ) I will create one for Rita, Missy and Dominick eventually, I promise, but not until they have made it to Ireland and they have protection from the sun and are in a completely different time zone from me and I can actually have them awake when I am awake ROFLMAO. Talking as vampire characters when I am not actually a vampire (*snicker*) is not an easy task, you know. Not if I want to be in character with them! Not if I want it to be realistic…well, as realistic as I can be :P I know there are other authors that do it differently, but I want it to be as realistic as possible, at least with the time.

Let’s see, what else. I am going to say this now. In Into the Forest the Irish…or what Missy presumes to be Irish…is all jumbled. initially I believed it was Irish…and some of it is, and some of it is accurate, but getting it from various sources and not quite knowing what I was doing…I am going to fix what I can, but I am going to leave a lot of it jumbled so that I can play with it in Underhill…she is going to get smacked down by the Fae about it. but I mean no disrespect about it, and I will put an addendum about that. I am going to be learning…or as much as I can by myself, Irish. I have discovered there are many different dialects and variations of it, so it is not exactly an easy language to learn, but I am going to do my best, and I will try not annoying or disrespecting anyone…but I am sure I will somewhere LOL. It is not my intents, but I love the language, the culture and the land too much and I just can’t resist using it where I can.

One last note before I end this, there is much more, but I don’t want to make this into a novel! I can’t remember if I blogged about this, I am sure I did, but with everything going on, I can’t remember, so I will put it in again, just to annoy and pimp myself out some more *snicker* Don’t forget to join my facebook fanpage.

Ok, that’s all for now. Hopefully internet won’t crash today, because I have a…or rather, Dominick has a really interesting blog to post later on, one that you won’t want to miss!

Friday, December 4, 2009

Early Yule present

Yes, it is very early, and I am very spoiled. I am also very loved by my parents. They know I have a lot of health problems, including my eyesight being very…iffy at times. And writing and reading being my top…everything to me, they knew that if they are taken away from me, my world is going to collapse. Writing I did something about…I bought myself Dragon Naturally Speaking. It should be here within days. As for reading…Mom and dad bought me something for Yule/Christmas that I have been wanting and did not expect to afford for some time to come…

A eReader…a Sony Touch eReader.

It arrived today.

And instead of waiting for Yule to arrive, dad and mom had me open it today. What makes it so special is they are not rich. Dad is on a medical retirement, mom has just as many health problems as I do, dad is not in the best of health himself. We all are taking care of my ailing grandmother…and yet, they get me this present.

I couldn't ask for better parents. They are the presents…the eReader is the wrapping.

So, of course, I had to go buy some books for it, I had to. *grin*

So many to chose from, I was like a kid in a candy store!

These were the ones I settled for. I may have to go shopping again soon, so many others I want. And of course, there are so many hard bound and paperbacks that I want as well…this is not going to stop my obsession for those!

These are the ones that I restrained myself to…I bought the first one from the Sony store…I should have bought it from my publishers too, but I didn't go shopping there until the Sony store didn't have the second one…I am ashamed of myself…sorry Mundnaia Press! Sorry Dan, Bob

River by Skyla Dawn Cameron

Wolfe by Skyla Dawn Cameron

Bloodlines by Skyla Dawn Cameron

Bad-Ass Faeries by Elaine Corvidae, Danielle Ackley-McPhail and others*

Bad-Ass Faeries 2 Just Plain Bad by Elaine Corvidae, Skyla Dawn Cameron, Danielle Ackley-McPhail, James Daniel Ross, Jeffrey Lyman and others*

*note: all I listed were Mundania Press authors, I was not familiar with any of the others. No offense to those authors, I have not read you, I may like you ;)

Of course, I also have a copy of Judgment on there as well…and I am using it to make notes for things for the newsletter, and for some other possible planned things…including maybe, possibly, a sequel…I don't know. It is a possibility if I can bear to open the door…I am cracking it to see if it can open. We will see how it goes. I may talk about it, but I am not promising anything. The eReader has made this task a little easier on the note taking…already I have several "pages" of them ;)

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Teaching Myself Greek

Yes, you read that title right.

I am teaching myself to read, write and speak Greek.

When I was in Junior High, I took German. I flunked it with flying colors. Same with French. And again with Spanish in High School.

I don’t know if it was taking language courses in school, the teachers/books, or the fact that I was out of school 8 out of 10 days because of my health…or a combination of the three…( I was a fantastic student otherwise…aced most of my other classes for the most part)…But I did convince myself that I had no head (or ear nor tongue) for languages.

But my desire to learn Greek and Irish has grown significantly over the past few years until I finally broke down.

So far, so good. Granted, I am in the early stages with it…I have mostly just read and translated…I haven’t done much speaking…but, still, not too bad.

I will be starting Irish in the not too distant future.

I am actually having quite a bit of fun with it…the Greek that is. I have always loved learning.

Maybe, eventually, I will overcome my fear of poetry from horrible emotional scarring caused by an cruelly insensitive English teacher when I was 13…

Monday, November 30, 2009

going to be absent…

…one more day.

my eyes are still messed up. but not nearly what they were days ago. One thing I did do that seems to help is when I got on here to type this up and check emails this morning is I turned down the brightness on my monitor…way down. and that seems to help. But I can tell my eyes are still going to protest if I stay on here too long. So, a quick sendoff on this, but I will be back tomorrow. hopefully that will have put me away long enough that my eyes will have had a long enough time to have gotten over their temper tantrum. I am debating on on if I should go back to the eye doctor and talk to him about this…again. the problem with that is, where I had just seen him last month, my insurance company won’t pay for the visit and it will have to come out of my pocket…not cheap. But it might be something I may have to do…if I can get him to believe me. he is a great doctor…except for this one little problem of believing me of the reaction of my eyes LOL. even I admit these are some odd quirks. we will see…we will see…but, I will be back tomorrow. I wrote last night…but not in the traditional sense. I spoke into a tape recorder for the first time ever. Oh I have used it to take notes before, but never for the actual story. When I sit down to transcribe it, we will see if it was a practical means or not. but I worked in all three of the stories, and if I hadn’t of gotten tired, I would have actually of “written” in Grakas for the first time in months and months. I did re-read what I had done, and now the bug to work in it is on me again. so evidently I will be back to working on 4 stories again LOL. I love writing. But for today, it is resting my eyes some more, and going to the foot doctor. tomorrow…it is catching up with my friends and fans and writing! so…see you tomorrow!

Saturday, November 28, 2009

I might have to disappear…

I might have to disappear for a few days, and stay as much away from electrical gadgets…and possibly even books…as I can for two, maybe three days. it depends on how the rest of this day goes.

I have noticed a decline over the past few days in my health. well, not just the past few days, but dramatically over the past few days. especially with having eaten Thanksgiving dinner. My eyes have been bothering me for a few, and I have been trying to ignore them, but it is not working and my tummy…well, It has been being an issue for several weeks now.

My diabetes, however, is being surprisingly mellow. that surprises me.

but my eyes and my tummy…

I have eye damage from the diabetes and it is flared up. when I went last month to the eye doctor, there was more damage…not significant, but more…and it is aggravated right now. and the more I am on the computer, the worse it is getting.

it is so strange. when my eyes get tired, I get after images…I call it the “strobe-light effect.” I can wave my hand (or any movement) and it will leave after images of it for several seconds afterward…it is especially pronounced in the morning and evening and in low-light.  Also you know how if you stare into the sun, or at a lightbulb you get the sun spots in your eyes? they are there in mine all the time now, and I have a hard time seeing around them anymore…some days are worse than others. some days I barely notice them. Then I can also “watch” my vision actually dim. I can watch the light be shut off and everything go almost dark. It is to the point in the evenings that I have to have a lamp and the overhead light on to read. we won’t go into how thick my glasses are even with the feather-weight lenses LOL. So, yes. I am loosing my vision. We don’t know when, but yes, it is something I am going to have to face. And on days like today and the past little while, I wonder if it is going to actually be sooner rather than later.

and my tummy…I decided last night that I am going to have to go on a more liquid diet…not totally liquid, but more of a liquid diet. in order to ease the discomfort, in order to help everything…I cannot go on like this. regardless if surgery is in my near future or not, I am going to have to give up meats. I said I was going to keep it specifically for the big holidays…I can’t. not with how I am feeling yesterday and today. I can’t do it anymore. so easily digested foods, more of a liquid diet. hopefully that will postpone surgery, and not make me suffer as much and make me feel slightly better. because, having to choose daily which meal it is that I am going to eat because my tummy won’t let me eat more than even one *small* meal a day is not a good thing. perhaps if the new pill the doctor just put me on earlier in the week works, then I may be able to revise things a little bit, but for now…nope.

So, if I don’t appear for several days, you know why. I have had to go rest. I have had to go baby this pathetic body of mine….

anybody have a miniature violin they can play for me right now? I think this blog deserves one ROFLMAO

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Wednesday, November 25, 2009

TTTo - Black Friday

In honor of America's Thanksgiving, I give you today's Tiresome Term Tip-off topic, Black Friday.

Black Friday. What does it bring to mind…something morbid. Something depressing. Something…wrong. At least it does to me. When I first heard the phrase years ago, I thought that it was honoring something catastrophic from our history. You wouldn't believe my shock when I learned that it was supposed to be something positive instead. The day after Thanksgiving when the stores throw the biggest sales of the year to put themselves in the "black" and out of the "red." When they get themselves out of debt…hopefully.

When I first heard that, I was astounded. They had a term for it? They named a day after it? What happened to the good old-fashioned term, "Day-after Thanksgiving Sales"? What happened to the feel-good values? When did it turn from having fun to "Let's get the bottom dollar!" it is still mayhem. It is still chaos. Why did they have to change the terminology? It changed the feel of the day…for me at least. Because, for me, Black Friday has the feel of something depressing.

Black, to me, is not anything depressing. I love the color. But, usually when it is termed with a day like this, it is not in a good way. I never did understand the whole "black" and "red" concept of keeping books either…but that is neither here nor there. I am not a mathematical person. Using it as much as I do with my diabetes is way too much LOL.

If we have to move away from the "Day after Thanksgiving Sales" at least come up with something more positive…something friendlier…than "Black Friday."

Am I the only one that feels this way?

Every time I hear it in the news, I expect to hear a tragic story with it…and, honestly, anymore there usually is a tragic story with it…people getting killed in the mad rush of the crowds, children getting lost, robberies, etc. It is no wonder that I associate Black Friday with negativity. Media…Companies…come up with something else. Think positive. Think. Use your brains. There are better terms out there. You just have to find them. You do know how to think, don't you? Sometimes I wonder anymore.

Can you tell I am just the slightest bit disgusted? :P

And on that note…have a Happy Thanksgiving, and try to survive the *grimace* Black Friday ;)


**None of these topics are meant to be aimed at anyone in particular. Some of them may touch a nerve, and I am sorry if they do, but these are my views. I am even guilty of using some of these and am trying to improve myself in regards to them. Besides, if we can’t laugh at some of the words/phrases we use, then this world is indeed too sad a place to be.**


**disclaimer: writer I am, writer I will always be. But spelling I never claimed to own. There will always be spelling errors, even with the aid of spell checkers. Unless I employ 20 proof-readers, and if I do that, you will never get to see these blogs…so, guess you will have to put up with the spelling errors….or do what I do. Blame it on the Typo-Fae and say the spelling errors occurred en-route ;-)**

Just making the gods laugh…

I swear that is what my last two days have been all about. Monday started out awkward to begin with. I had so much to do, but just couldn't get my engine's revved. They no matter what I did…they just didn't want to go.

But I worked. I did what I had to do, regardless.

Part of what I tried to do was create a Facebook fanpage. (the address is pretentious huh? ;) I love it *snicker*

Yeah, that was an experience.

If you were following me that day, although I didn't chatter much, I did talk about what was going on. But if you weren't, here is what happened.

I had heard you could turn your profile into a fanpage as well as a profile. But for the life of me, I could not figure out how to do that. I looked and looked and looked. I searched help…but couldn't figure it out. So I decided to create a whole new profile just for my fan page.

Well, since I already had "Cherry Dumas" for my profile page, I decided to go with "Cherry Dumas Enchantment of the Mind dot Com" for the the second profile. So I started to create it. Well, then I saw that I could just create it as a fan page direct and link it to my existing profile. That's what I did.

So I kept the fan page private while I put all of the information on there. When I got everything done, I put it public. So far, so good right? Right.

I did a search for the page to make sure you could find it, and guess what I found? A fan page under my profile name as well as the Fan page that I had just created. Well damn! Some time or another I had started to create a fan page, but since I didn't make myself a fan of that earlier page, I lost it and evidently I was so new to facebook, I didn't know how to find it again, and then totally forgot about it.

So then I had two fan pages. Now what? I decided to delete the new page, because I would much rather have the page with just my name. But…I guess I was still having a bad day, because I could not figure out where to delete the page at. And every time I tried to go to the help section, it was down. By this time I was getting very frustrated.

So, I said "Screw it. I will keep both of them." So, I tried to keep all three of my pages updated…ha! After just a couple of hours of it, my head hurt so bad…and the thought kept echoing in my head of "how pretentious!" I decicded to do a fan page mostly so that people could get just updates on my writing if they didn't want to wade through my gaming and health and other stuff if they didn't want to. Because that is all that will go on that page, is just writing….I think. Maybe other updates. But the main reason was so it would not be littered with the vamp wars stuff.

Finally I checked one more time, and saw the help section was up. I looked to see how to delete the fan page…and it was so easy, I couldn't believe I didn't see how to do it earlier.

I swear I should not be allowed to do anything on the internet at times.

So, I went to blog about it and my computer freaked out so bad then froze…I shut it down before I blew something up.

However, I did type up about 6 blogs or so for posting at later dates…

That was Monday.

Moving on to Tuesday.

Tuesday started out great! It really did.

I completed two short chapters in Mu Mysteries (you will be getting both on the 1st since they are both short…two for the price of one, as an early Christmas present hehe). plus almost 2000 words in Underhill…with the combined writing in the two stories…about 5000 words, or there abouts…I didn't fully tally, so it is a guesstimation.

Also, my new laptop arrived. So I thought, this day will go great…much improved over yesterday.

This is when the gods really laughed.

I went to the doctors about my tummy. Well…the news wasn't good at all. I won't go into the details. Needless to say, food is pretty much a thing of the past. And I am on yet another ultra expensive medication to add to my already extensive cocktail.

And to top it off, when we got home from the doctors, I fell and banged up my knee pretty good.

As I am writing this, it is officially Wednesday. It is 12:14 AM Wednesday morning. We will see if the gods are through laughing yet or not…

Monday, November 23, 2009

Character Blogs’ Schedule

Wow…OK…so it looks like the new schedule for the character blogs’ will will have to be revised…again. I thought alternating them on different days would work so it didn’t look like they were writing every day; so “they” wouldn’t run out of things to say (not likely!), and so they would have less chance of spilling something important…well, it is not working.

“They” went from talking every day, and talking a little too much, to barely talking at all. Even in the books. The only ones still talking loudly are the Greek’s…and they don’t have blogs! I think I offended the vampires/Fae and the Atlantean’s/Lemurian’s!

So, time to try a new schedule.

let’s see…how about at least every 2 days for them…no, I know. Better yet! Missy and Dom and Shashanna can talk one day, and Allorana and Rita can talk the next.

Allorana and Shashanna are not too important if they overlap their talking on the same day, at least, at this stage ;), but that might change hehe.

But with Missy, Dom and Rita…that is a different story. This way, Dom can post, Missy, then the next day Rita…and we can still have the interaction.

That work for you? I think it will work just fine for me!

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Spiders and writing

Spiders, spiders…they are everywhere!

for those long-time readers, you know I have a muse, much like every artist, but my muse takes the form of a jumbo-jet sized spider named Galock. And when I haven’t written anything…or when the urge to write is particularly strong…he sends out the forces. Sometimes they are invisible…only appearing in my mind. I will see flashes of them here, or there, but they are not really there at all.

But then other times he will send in the real thing. He will start out with the typical spiders. your normal, non-threatening house spiders. I will start seeing them everywhere. But if I ignore them, he starts sending in the bigger troops. the Sun Spiders…they look like scorpions, but do not have the tail and are non-venomous. And yet, if I still ignore them/him…he sends in the true scorpions.

However, last night he did something that he has never done before….

Here I am, sitting on my bed. I am writing, so it is not as if I am ignoring my craft. In fact, I am writing longhand. something I haven’t done since I was 13…19 years ago. Yes, I am telling. I never understood the rule of a woman never telling their age LOL. Anyway, I am writing longhand. Listening to Christmas music. I started out with pop, then country, then hard rock, then metal…but it was Christmas I needed. But then, in comes mom with a box of chocolates and to love my dog and cat goodnight.

As she was loving them, I look over and I see something on my knee. something that was not there earlier…a ink scribble. What in the hell? How did that get there. I had no ball-point pen on the bed. The only writing instruments I had there was a mechanical pencil, a red felt-tip pen and my fountain pen. And when the fountain pen was not in my hand on the paper, it was capped. There was no way it could have touched my knee….especially to put this particular pattern on my knee.

What pattern is that?

It is a spider.

Yes, you read that right. The scribble is that of an abstract spider. It has the fat body, and it is not round, it is oblong. and each side has four legs, but the legs are all joined, not like the “pen” was not lifted and was not drawn straight back to the body…so the legs were drawn more like V shapes for each one, except the first and last ones on each side.

Now, I did not draw this on myself. Nor did my parents, nor my grandmother. It just appeared. I have no clue at all where this came from. It is so weird.

And what is even funnier, is that every time my cat saw it, she kept pawing at it, trying to knock it off, as if it were a spider on me. In fact, she kept coming back to it, like “Mom! get it off you!”

This is the first time Galock has ever inked me with a brand. I didn’t know I needed it. It is not like I have been ignoring my craft…in fact, lately, I have been writing more than I ever have… *snicker*

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Do your craft

I thought I would come in with some words... Dominick was to post his blog tonight…but I booted him away so I could blog about this…

So here goes…

I want you all to keep creating...whatever your form of expression is, and whatever your level is. Be it a word or two or a scribbled drawing that you are embarrassed to show anyone epic novels, paintings, or whatever else it may be.

for me, writing is my entire existence. and I mean that. it is not an exaggeration. If it were not for my writing, I would not be here today. I do not mean that I would have taken my life...My life would have taken me. What I mean by that is health at one point was so bad that I had nothing. nothing at all. I slept 18-20 hours a day. I would wake to eat and then write for a few, then I would read for a few, then I would go back to sleep. that was the sum total of my existence. If it were not for the writing, I would not even have done that much. I did that for years. at least five. perhaps more. I do not know.

Then one day I woke. I woke and thought. I want to write. I stayed up a little longer. I tired easy, and went to bed. but I stayed up longer that day. I did that for several days. I was exhausted. I went back to sleep. Then after going back to my old routine, I woke again. I stayed awake even longer this time. then I slept again. it took quite some time to get my energy back. but it was all because of my writing. how long? 6 years. the exact amount of time it took to write my book Judgment at Witches Court of course, I did not seek to get it published right away...but it is what saved me. it is also part of the reason why I have such a hard time even looking at the book now. but it saved me. it saved my life.

If it wasn't for that book wanting to be written, I would have let sleep take me and eventually the few hours that I was awake, wouldn't have happened. eventually I never would have woke at all.

Since then, things have constantly gotten has been a daily struggle. and some days have been a lot worse, and some days...some weeks...some months...have been a backwards slide and I did not think I would make it...but I have persevered.

Of course, Judgment was not my first book...but it was the book that woke me. and since then, I have been awake. there have been times that I have almost slid back to sleep...figuratively and literally...but always, my writing, my craft, has pulled me through.

Writing has saved my life, my sanity and my soul many times over. and because of it, it is my life, my sanity and my soul. It may sound hokey, but it is the truth.

So, do your craft. whatever it takes, do your craft. Even if you never want to share it with anyone...even if you think you have no your craft. You will be amazed at what it will do for your entire being.

the “new” AP Report…Now Tiresome Term Tip-of (TTTo) - Authoring

If you read my last blog “What’s been going on,” you were already aware of the name change…if not, then you are probably a little confused…then again, if you are a frequent reader, or friend of mine, then nothing I do really confuses or surprises you. Because you know I change my mind frequently LOL

Yes, we have a new title for this blog series. The AP Report is dead and in it’s place the Tiresome Term Tip-of…or TTTo…has been born. The reason for the name change is this…I forgot that there is already a pretty big name news outfit by a similar abbreviation, Associated Press, and I did not want to be “associated” with them. LOL. So, I renamed this series to the TTTo. I kinda like it better anyway.

On to the Tiresome Term…


I am authoring this blog.


I am writing this blog.

I don’t author anything.

I am a author.

get it straight.

this has bugged me for a while now. You don’t author a story, you write a story. you don’t author a book, you write a book. And yes, I am aiming this at all of the writers out there that have referred to themselves in this term. If you cannot even use this correctly, then what the hell are you doing writing? *shakes head sadly* It is a very sad commentary on your writing ability if you cannot even refer to your professional status correctly.

Picture this. walking  into the publishing house, or more accurately anymore, writing in to them, and saying “I have authored a novel I think you would absolutely love to publish!” If I were the publisher, the proverbial door would be slammed in your face so fast you would get a wind burn, at the very least.

I can just see all of the English, and grammar teachers out there just cringing in disgust at that usage. Now, granted, I am not the best example of using proper grammar. I bet I write and say things that would make people cringe in fear and loathing…but at least I don’t say that I author anything. Even I draw the line at that.


**None of these topics are meant to be aimed at anyone in particular. Some of them may touch a nerve, and I am sorry if they do, but these are my views. I am even guilty of using some of these and am trying to improve myself in regards to them. Besides, if we can’t laugh at some of the words/phrases we use, then this world is indeed too sad a place to be.**


**disclaimer: writer I am, writer I will always be. But spelling I never claimed to own. There will always be spelling errors, even with the aid of spell checkers. Unless I employ 20 proof-readers, and if I do that, you will never get to see these blogs…so, guess you will have to put up with the spelling errors….or do what I do. Blame it on the Typo-Fae and say the spelling errors occurred en-route ;-)**

Sunday, November 15, 2009

“Choose Your Own Adventure” books

Do you remember the “Choose Your Own Adventure” books? Oh I do. I loved those books. My favorite was The Magic of the Unicorn by Deborah Lerme Goodman. I devoured that one every chance I got…and still occasionally read it. I am amazed I still have it, and that it is still in good condition with how much I did read it.

I always have had aspirations to write my own “Choose your own adventure,” and at one point my brothers and I attempted to do so…but either it is harder than we thought, or we were going about it completely wrong…because we gave up the idea quickly. I am betting we went about it wrong.

In fact, now that I am awake and writing this blog, I am positive we did it wrong. ROFLMOA

Okay, the process we attempted to write it in when we were children…

1) write a page
2) put a random page number at the bottom of the page
3) continue the story on that random page number
4) put a different random page number
5) continue the story on that next random page
6) and so on and so forth

you get the idea. by the time we were about ten pages in, we were so confused.

now that I am awake, and coherent, and thinking back to then and thinking about the books now, knowing more about the publishing process…not that I am an expert by any means…

I am betting it is more coherent…it is more you write the story, write an alternate endings, then jumble the pages. LOL. Of course, I may be slightly wrong still…but I bet the second way is more accurate than how we attempted it as children!

but thinking about the “Choose Your Own Adventure!” books, I bet they are a complete blast on the eReaders…they are fun in the paper version…being able to flip between the pages to get to where you need to go…forwards and backwards. But with the eReaders, they would be a virtual haven for these type of books. I would not be surprised to see them make a big comeback. I would love it. they are so fun to read.

I know I would get a new copy of The Magic of the Unicorn to go on the eReader—when I eventually get one—though I would still retain my paperback version.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

what’s been going on

busy week…kinda-sorta

I am hoping to post this on Friday, but my internet was exceeded on our “Fair access policy” when we didn’t even download anything, so we had a downgraded, so if it doesn’t get to be posted until Saturday, then that is why.

last weekend, my oldest brother and his family were here, and so all writing got put on hold during that visit. sorry. I don’t get to see them much, even though they only live 2 hours away. Then on Monday and Tuesday, I had such a long to-do list that all writing still was on hold. I did do some work that was writing related, but actual writing, no go. Then on Wednesday and Thursday I came down with a fever and could not concentrate at all, so no go on anything. and today, (Friday), I am going to write. I am bound and determined. But in between that writing, I am going to write some blogs that were put off, though, odds are, they are not going to be posted until Saturday, and I am also going to be working on a roast and making made-from-scratch brownies for my dad’s 59th.

I still am not feeling well. My tummy problems just keep escalating. I was supposed to go to my GI doctor on Thursday, but with the fever, I didn’t go in. So, I need to reschedule with him, see what we can do to get my tummy digesting a little better. the pills I was taking seem to have stopped working. I have a feeling that the feeding tube scenario is getting closer than we were thinking it was….hopefully not, but I have a feeling it is. But, my way of thinking…if it is, and it will make me comfortable and get me the nutrition that I am lacking, then maybe it is something we should start looking seriously into.

so, now onto the blogs…first the AP Report blog. I was thinking…I love doing it. Sure, I am a bit sporadic with it. but one thing that needs to change is the name…I completely forgot that there is something already similar…AP…Annoying Phrases = mine…AP…Associate Press = not mine LOL. and while that could be good for me, I don’t want to step on any toes, and I want to be a bit unique. so I am changing the name…again. Trying on a new personality for that title…so, I am going to try out…Tiresome Term Tip-off or the TTTo. I actually kinda like it ;)

the other thing is the character blogs. I am quite enjoying them…a little too much. I am forgetting myself a little too much in them. almost letting too much information go in them. So the first thing that is going to change is…they are not going to be posted to every day. the second thing is they are going to rotate. one day will be say Shashanna’s. Then maybe Dominick’s. Then Maybe Rita’s. Then Maybe Shashanna’s again, or Allorana’s. Then Missy’s. You get the picture. And I will be a little more circumspect about what they talk about…maybe more about their past. more about their feelings…more about their society/town’s. but not so much as to what might relate to the actual story. Especially in regards to Missy, Dominick and Rita. I do quite enjoy those three’s back and forth, and I will keep that going…and eventually I might bring them on Twitter…maybe. It all depends. what it mostly depends on is the hours. Where Missy and Dom are vampire’s, it is a bit difficult for me to keep to their hours LOL

Anyway, that is what I wanted to discuss today. I will try to post this later, if not, you will see it Saturday ;)

Sunday, November 8, 2009

busy busy

so, I have been super busy lately with writing, have I not?

on top of the other character blogs, I added a blog for Rita from Into the Forest and Underhill it is

I have been keeping a bit quiet this past weekend as my brother and his family were up and also, my tummy issues have been flared up. those are going to be addressed at the doctor on Thursday…nothing unusual for me though. it was nice to see my brother and family. It was very nice torturing my nieces.

yes, I said torturing. for instance, my youngest niece (11), jokingly asked me, “where’d you find me?” (she should know better than to ask me a question like that. So, I responded “I found you in the dumpster.” Her jaw dropped open and she gasped. I said “Do you want to know how I found you in the dumpster?” She got a suspicious look on her face and asked “How?” (another thing she should know by now…don’t encourage me further.) I said “The stench!” she started to hit me and I, of course, had to repeat it to her sister and then her mother…who both cracked up laughing. It was priceless.

Never, never encourage me unless you want to pay the price. it is not often I am not able to come up with snappy comments, and it is even less often I am not willing to make them. I am not saying I am always *good* at the snappy comments. sometime is know I am going to be making a bonehead mistake when I say it, before it is out of my mouth, but it comes out anyway. LOL.

but, anyway, I got sidetracked. My nieces always do that to me. It is just too much fun torturing them.

In the next couple of days, I will be updating my website with the blog links and a few other things. My oldest niece found some places in Mu Mysteries where words or sentences had been eaten…so I will be making a few adjustments and re-uploading it…again. That’s what I get for using a new program and not going back and verifying. that was my mistake, but I got in a hurry. I will also be updating Facebook with some information.

I have a few other things I need to do…like get started on the promotion and marketing plan for Into the Forest and also work on getting some reviews for Judgment at Witches Court and also Into the Forest. It is still several months till the release of Forest, but it is getting close enough that it is getting crunch time for this type of thing…and I promised myself, I would do better on being proactive toward it than I was with Judgment.

So, busy busy busy LOL.

Tonight. rest. rest. rest. see if I can get my tummy to cooperate. doubt it will. don’t know what the doc will be able to do. but…who knows.

Tomorrow, I start being even more busy.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

AP Report - “It’s That Time of Year Again!”

Hello, and welcome again to the AP Report. And there you have another old and worn out phrase, right? LOL

Sorry about the slight delay in this week’s AP Report. I done tired my brain out yesterday. So, I beg your forgiveness and give you the pleasure of reading it tonight. I hope it’s a pleasure anyway *wink wink*

Ok, that made me feel like a sleazy car salesman! …ummm no offense to any car salesman who might be reading this ROFLMAO

on the the Report before I get myself into trouble tonight!

tonight’s special little winner is…”It’s That Time of Year Again!”

Ok, what time of year? We hear this phrase all throughout the year. Most notably during the holiday’s; especially in the US of Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years. Then we hear it perhaps with Valentines for the men to buy their women--and sometimes visa-versa, though not always--something oh-so-purty! Also for Easter--though this one is a little rarer. Then it erupts big time once again for…. give me a T! give me a A and a X! give me a S. E. A. and a S. O. N.  what does that spell? TAX SEASON! **waves the pom-poms wildly in the air.**

Did you enjoy my little cheerleader routine? Please, I beg of you, Please do not tell me if you pictured me in a cheerleading outfit. Because if you did, I will have to hurt you. Unless you made me look petite and pretty…then…well…no. I would still have to hurt you. Just on the principle of the matter LOL.

Then it quiets down through the rest of the year until it hits the holidays again. But, come on. We hear it plenty. and we hear it yearly. It does not get cuter each year. No, it makes me dread it. And I can pretty much set my calendar by it. no…not my calendar. it is worse than that. I can pretty much set my clock by it.

And you know what is worse? when I read it in a book or elsewhere. Oh, yes, I have. I cannot remember just where, but I do recall that i have read it in a book. Will the guilty party please step forward so I do not have to hunt up the book and point fingers, because on this little number, if I recalled where it was, I would have pointed the finger. There is no excuse for this one to be perpetuated in on TV, on the radio, in the ads, let alone in a book. I about died.

It has been years since I read the book that it was in, but…yeah. I about died.

Who will join me in my new crusade to get this phrase banned? LOL. *ponders the wisdom and energy it would take to actually form a group on Facebook about this…* naaaw wouldn’t be worth the energy, and the inanity would probably be lost in the shuffle of all the groups there. but it was a pleasant thought for the brief glorious second that it was there. ;-)


**None of these topics are meant to be aimed at anyone in particular. Some of them may touch a nerve, and I am sorry if they do, but these are my views. I am even guilty of using some of these and am trying to improve myself in regards to them. Besides, if we can’t laugh at some of the words/phrases we use, then this world is indeed too sad a place to be.**


**disclaimer: writer I am, writer I will always be. But spelling I never claimed to own. There will always be spelling errors, even with the aid of spell checkers. Unless I employ 20 proof-readers, and if I do that, you will never get to see these blogs…so, guess you will have to put up with the spelling errors….or do what I do. Blame it on the Typo-Fae and say the spelling errors occurred en-route ;-)**

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

AP Report, writing, and blog accounts

First, the AP Report is postponed until tomorrow. I am wiped. Today has been a busy day for me. I didn’t realize I would get so much accomplished!

I hope you don’t mind that I won’t do the AP report tonight…I figure one more day won’t hurt you LOL.

So, I did a tremendous amount of writing today…tremendous for me that is. I did 9 pages….4332 words in Underhill. I am impressed with myself. Other than Halloween night, when I wrote almost 8000 words (and that was spread throughout the entire day), it has been a long time since I have written that much. and that much was written in just a couple of hours. Maybe 3 at the most. So, yeah, I could have done more, but…my brain was getting fuzzy from lack of food. and where my tummy is not digesting well today….lack of food is not easily solved today.

So, I have some good news…for you. it will be a little extra work for me. I have created some character blogs. Two for Mu Mysteries  and two for Into the Forest/Underhill.

The two for Mu Mysteries are for Shashanna and Allorana and they are and

and the two for Into the Forest/Underhill are for Missy and Dominick. Missy’s is and Dominick’s is

Each already have their first blog’s up…so you can wander over there and enjoy them already ;-) LOL.

As for me, I think I am going to go to get off here and take my nighttime pills…see if I can get my body to quit yelling at me. Read a little…possibly go to bed, or see if I come back in here to work a little more. Who knows. But definitely time for a break. This will be the last you actually see me tonight though. So…goodnight!

P.S. don’t look for any twitter accounts from them any time soon…I doubt very much I will do that…unless they push me to ROFLMAO. I think they are enjoying this a little too much. Especially Missy and Dom.

Monday, November 2, 2009

blog updated

well lookee here!

wow-ee! fancy!

Ok, maybe not so much LOL.

But i did update some of the information, some of the look, and I did add the ability to add comments and a couple of other things. So the blog is a little more interactive. I may be adding some other things at a later date…it depends on how slow it makes it to load when I play with it. For now, this is fine LOL.

I may also change the colors later as well…we will see. I also may be adding a picture of Cedric soon….He is feeling left out of the blog. Oh, and Galock…you know, my giant spidery muse. But, I have to create a picture of him first LOL.

For now, I hope you enjoy the new look!

life and computers

If only life could be like a computer and the internet.

Think about it. Restart buttons. Ignore. Refresh. Delete. Save. Undo. Redo. Shutdown.

All those handy little buttons that make computing so easy (ignoring the frustrating bit LOL)

Wouldn't it be so nice...oops, I made a mistake. I think I will *undo* that. Oh no, that was better the other way....Redo!

Oh no, I don't like how this conversation is going....Ignore!

Ohhh look! I like how this is! Save this!

Ut oh. I. Am. Getting. REFRESH!

I am through. Done. Finished. Shut me down.

See how many different ways this can be used? Wouldn't it be nice to have some of the buttons of a computer? And no...I am not saying I want to be a 'doid ROFL. Oh hell no. Though...there are days that I don't care for being human, I don't want to be a 'droid either. No, I would just like to have the convenience of some of the buttons ;)

Maybe have a shortcut bar ;) *snicker*

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Ch.4 Mu Mysteries

Chapter 4 of Mu Mysteries is now uploaded. I promised I would have it uploaded on the 1st, and I was actually able to keep this promise. It makes me feel good when I can keep a promise of this kind. It really surprised me when I was able to complete chapter 4 in time (and actually with time to spare) to have it ready on it’s schedule where Ch. 3 was so late…and being such a brat. Now, hopefully the rest of the chapters will cooperate this well LOL.

I am working on Underhill this afternoon, but I am hoping after dinner I will be able to put in a little on Mu Mysteries. it all depends. Yesterday was a busy day…something I was not used to…and it actually proved a little something to me. That I still have it in me to perform well under pressure. I actually wrote almost 8000 words yesterday…that is a record…something I haven’t done in a long time. It may not seem like a lot, but for me, it is. When you take into consideration my arthritis in my shoulders, hands and back…it is actually quite something. I am quite proud of myself. maybe, I can start pushing myself a little more. maybe, I am babying myself a little too much. I don’t know, but it is worth looking in too. meanwhile, enjoy ch. 4!

Saturday, October 31, 2009

What Hides in…the Fog #20

I walked along the road, and it took a while, but a car eventually came. It stopped, and they were going to take off when they saw me, but I convinced them that I needed help. Still, they wouldn't let me ride with them. Not that I blamed them. No, not really.

They *did* call the cops, who brought an ambulance with them, who took me to the hospital. At first they didn't believe me, but when I had them call my boss, who explained to them why I had been sent to the town, they sent someone there to check it out...who found bite-boy.

The state did some testing on the water, and found some very strange things and quarantined the whole area, plus some. Who know what will happen?

As for bite-boy and me? We have been committed. Bite-boy, it is not so surprising. Not really surprising for me either.

I have some good days; they have me on some medication that helps. But, there are days that I *need* those restraints, when the fog is my best friend and the skin...oh, the skin, must come off. Those days are bad. Those days I yell and scream. I can hear bite-boy echoing me as he, too, wants to rip and tear at his own skin. But these restraints do not let us.

On my lucid days, I fear for the future of that area. I don't think they are going to contain whatever it is that is in the soil. One day it is going to spread, and heaven help those it contaminates...especially if it spreads to a large city....

The End




I hope you enjoyed this story…I had fun writing it. and, I think it may have sparked an idea for a full-length story in the future. We will have to see, but I definitely had fun writing it. It has been a long time since I have written this much in a single day. :)

What Hides in…the Fog #19

Running. I ran for hours, until I couldn't run any more.

When I couldn't run any more, I walked.

When I couldn't run any more, I crawled.

The typical horror story escape. But I had to get as far away as I could. Though, no matter how far I went, the fog stayed with me. I don't think I would ever rid myself of this fog. At least, not until I rid myself of the influence of the water...maybe not even then. Maybe the effects of the water are permanent. I don't know. All I know is I am covered with bleeding wounds. Wounds from the trees and rocks...and wounds from my teeth.

I couldn't move another inch. I collapsed. The night was almost over. I had run all that day and most that night. I am exhausted. Maybe some wild creature will come by and end my torture, though I had not seen or heard any...any living creature that is.

But, by this time, I knew no more. I lapsed into unconsciousness.

When I regained it, I have no clue how much time had passed. The sun was high in the sky, but is it the next day, or is it the day after? I don't know. I feel so weak. I need nourishment, but I don't dare eat or drink anything from this region...if I will ever dare eat or drink anything remains to be seen...I have to get away from *here* first.

Climbing unsteadily to my feet, I stumble into an uneasy walk, then I gain my balance enough to run again.

After running for a while, I suddenly come across the road. Not the road I had driven yesterday, but the main highway. Hopefully, I will be able to get a ride from here to some city for help...


(to be continued…)


What Hides in…the Fog #18

God! How horrible! I stumble to my feet and pushing past bite-boy, I run out of the door.

I can hear his maniacal laughter follow me as I trip my up the multitude of stairs, eventually coming out of the church into the sunlight.


I throw my arm over my eyes.

Had I been down there that long? I know I had not been down there all night, because I had spent part of the night above, but I did not realize I had spent the rest of the night below ground. And the sun. God! The sun! It hurt my eyes.

Carefully lowering my arm, I squinted. Maybe my eyes will get used to it. Whatever that water did, it made things unbearable.

But, even now, I can feel the light easing. It does not hurt so much. Maybe it was because I was in such a dim light all night. Yes. That is it.

I must calm myself. Still, that hideous light radiated off my skin, regardless of the light, and I can still see the fog, that beautiful fog with the creatures cavorting deep within it.

And that urge to bite and tear my skin was overwhelming.

I have to get out of here and to civilization. I must...and get warning about the water. Because if it is here, what if it is in other places?

But, how am I to get out of here? Even if I make it to my car, it doesn't run any more, and it is hundreds of miles to the nearest town...

And still, I can hear bite-boys maniacal laughter echoing in the recesses of my mind. Always laughing. Always calling "My preciousssss."

I have to get out of here!


(to be continued…)


What Hides in…the Fog #17

So, it *is* the water. I thought as I stare at fascination at both my skin and the blood running on my skin. I wonder if I would have torn at myself first if he hadn't had attacked me.

He started that maniacal cackle again.

"Welcome." He cackled "Welcome."

I growled at him, and he stopped cackling only long enough to briefly growl back.

Then the fog. The fog moved. I saw it clearly. It was beautiful. Yes, it was tinged red like I had first seen it, but there were so many other colors in it. And the animals it had formed? Even when it was formless, they were still there, deep in it. There. Always there. It came at me. Chittering and chattering. The squirrels gamboling and playing, running over my feet. The birds landing on my arms. There were no larger animals in this portion of the fog. They couldn't fit down here, but the smaller animals, oh yes. I could see them. They are beautiful. And now they didn't hesitate to touch me, though, I don't feel a thing.

Is it of my mind? I don't know anymore. A bird *landed* on my hand, drawing my attention to it. I lifted my hand slightly and the bird flew off. I didn't feel a thing, but I wasn't paying attention to the bird either.

It was my hand I cared about. Always my hand.

I lifted it. The light shining off it was...odd. not beautiful. Not like the fog. It was hideous. I wanted it off me. I tried scraping it with my other hand.

Ewww. It was there too. No! All over me! Where is the beautiful fog? Maybe it can cover this hideousness.

The fog. Yes. The fog. I look around. It is around me, but it is not covering it. I have to get it off me!

Maybe I can chew it off. Yes! I can try that.

I lift my hand to my mouth and bite. I bite as hard as I can, trying to chew the flesh off. The pain doesn't matter. I need to get that flesh off.

Then a flash of sanity.

I jerk my hand out of my mouth and spit the blood out.


(to be continued…)


What Hides in…the Fog #16

"Drink!" He shouts, he roars it. It is beyond a shout.

"Ok, ok. I will drink." It's not like I will get out of here alive anyway. I think to myself with dark humor.

Downing the water in the canister, I grimace at the bitter taste. Well water, and not too fresh.

I wonder...I drank the bottled water earlier, and that was when I started seeing the fog. I wonder if the water was bottled locally. And if so, I wonder what the well water will do. Because if the bottled water is causing the hallucination of the fog...

Mentally shrugging, I settle down for a long talk with bite-boy. Yeah. Long talk. More like long silence.

"Who are you?" I ask.

Silence. Or rather, is the same as silence, really. Being from the city, you are used to all sorts of babble. It all becomes a sort of silence...and that is what this is.

"What happened here?"


Ok. So this isn't working. The only time I got a reaction was with the pictures, though I didn't particularly feel like being attacked. Yet...

Looking at the bite wounds all over the bite-boy, there was a strange fascination with them that wasn't there earlier, if I was being honest with myself.

But, when have I *ever* been honest with myself?

I moved to stand and bite-boy's gaze sharpened on me.

I stood and walked closer to his picture stash, and he began to growl. I growled back.

What. The. Hell?

That was strange.

Brushing it off, I bent to pick up a picture, and I saw bite-boy jerk to fly at me again, but I met him half-way.

Ripping and tearing at eat other with our mouths.

I fling him away and back toward the wall, wiping his blood off with my hand. He crouched down, staring and growling at me.


(to be continued…)


What Hides in…the Fog #15

As I reached for the photo, I heard a god-awful screech. I looked up, dropped the picture I had just touched and barely had time to brace myself for the attack.

Bite-boy landed against me with such force, I was knocked back against the wall. Again the breath was knocked out of me as he landed a painful hit with his bone elbow to my already bruised ribs. As I tried in vain to get my breath, he bit my cheek as hard as he could. I could feel the flesh tear and the blood pours down. Pushing him off before he could actually rip a chuck of meat off, I could get my arms up in time to brace myself for the next attack.

He swooped in, mouth gaping wide. He didn't try to gouge me with his hands, in fact, they virtually hung limp at his sides. He leapt at me with his legs, guiding himself like a missile with them. His teeth snapping open and closed. I had never seen anything like it.

Fortunately, I had enough strength to keep him off.

Something about it broke through to him, and he started throwing things at me. This is actually the first I had seen him use his arms. Huh. They aren't useless after all.

Shaking my head to get myself out of the daze, I dodge and weave to avoid his missiles. And do fairly well. That is, u one hits me in the face. Oh, that smarted. It hit with enough force it put me on my rear.

And he laughed. He actually laughed. Granted, it was not a comforting laugh. Not even a friendly laugh. It is a raise-the-hairs-on-the-back-of-your-neck insane laugh. I looked around for what hit me. A canister of...what is that? I sniff it...water?


Startled, I look at him. The first coherent words out of him. Will wonders never cease?

"Drink. Talk."

Talk? Hmmm...possibilities.

"How about we talk, and I drink later?" I would much prefer *not* to drink...


(to be continued…)


What Hides in…the Fog #14

The...person...and I stared at each other in shock. I don't know what he thought of me, but I sure was not expecting...him.

He was human, that was evident. And he was a survivor. I guess the authorities did *not* clear them all out. He was young. Perhaps in his early twenties, and completely covered in bite marks. Some are old, the white scar tissue barely discernable. But some so fresh they still bled. Obviously, he has lost his mind.

"Prescioussssss. What isssss he?"

"Your mother read you a little too much Hobbit before you went insane?" I asked casually. Not really expecting an answer.

He hissed at me, showing his blood and gore speckled teeth. His teeth so thick with it, they were blackened. The saliva dribbled pink down his chin.

"So," I said, walking closer to him...though no *too* close. I'm not stupid enough to get in grabbing or biting range. "You have been here for fifteen years. You were just a child when it all happened. What *did* happen. Can you tell me?"

More hissing. He turned as I walked past him, but not much else.

I could feel my stomach clenching. But not from fear. I was actually getting a little hungry. Stupid to think of food at a time like this. But I haven't eaten for so long, all I took time for earlier was one of those bottles of water...and it didn't taste too bad. A little stale.

I pushed the hunger aside.

"I thought the injuries were self-inflicted. Did you know, they thought it was vampires or werewolves that killed your town?"

The man started babbling, but I didn't understand a single word he said, so I continued walking around. There were a few bits and pieces from around the town. Mostly, I saw skeletons from forest creatures. I really wondered at that "fog." But that is something to worry about in a bit. This boy-man was the problem right now. I cast a look at him, but he had gone back to dancing around and babbling at the fog. Since he was ignoring me, I continued looking around. I came upon a stash of photos. I bent to pick one up.

And that was my mistake.


(to be continued…)


What Hides in…the Fog #13

Still no answer, just the incessant hissing.

This is annoying. I thought, half-amused. Better amused than admit that I was a touch scared. I never did handle fear well.

I continue to walk to the door. I have no clue what to expect. This town is supposed to be deserted. Of course, any vagrant could have settled here. I have no clue what they did for food or water, but it is possible that *someone* could live here. There are no reports of it, and according to the survivors, no one stayed behind when they fled. They said everyone was accounted for.

Also, when the authorities came and collected bodies, they did a thorough search, and they said they had collected everyone, alive and dead.

So who this was, I had no clue.

Finally, to the door, I took one last breath around my aching ribs. Just what I had needed, to have an injury when I may have needed to fight. I hope not fight. I am a runner. Usually. As evident by my half-ass attempt to flee earlier. I *would* have fled if I had anywhere to go.

No use worrying about either of those now.

I braced myself. Though, for what, I really had no clue.

Stepping around the open doorway I faced the person waiting for me.

I had been right to brace myself. I had not been prepared.


(to be continued…)


What Hides in…the Fog #12

Still clutching my stomach, I slowly make my way toward that faint light. I didn't know what to expect, I didn't know if they knew if I was here. I didn't even know if there was more than one of them. I suspected it was only one. All I could hear was one cackle...well, one *person* cackle. I heard many cackles.

The closer I got, the brighter the light became. I could see that there was another room. And that there must have been several candles...the light was flickering too crazily for a single wick. As I got closer,

I saw the shadow on the wall.

I stopped. The fog next to me did *not.* it continued its way into the room.

"Preciousssssssss! My Preciousssssss."

I laughed. I couldn't help it. It was too Gollum-eque. Straight from The Hobbit. Couldn't this person have thought of something other that *that* to call this fog?

Regardless, my laugh had caught this person's attention. It was hissing. Yes, hissing.

So, first we have Gollum, now we have a snack, huh? Am I to expect a snack goblin to come erupting out of the room? Shaking my head I continued on to the room. Guess my reason for secrecy is over.

"I know you know I am here." I call out.

No response except the increase of the hissing. Still, I walk toward the opening. I could detect no movement from the person. I won't even say man, because I don't know. The voice *was* deep, but it was hard to tell if it was a male or a female voice.

In the light reflected on the wall, I could see the faintness of the fog shifting. Strange how out in the open it had seemed so large, even upstairs it had seemed so. But down here, it seemed much smaller. It is as if it can compact itself.

"Who are you?" I try again.


(to be continued…)


What Hides in…The Fog #11

I followed the fog through a door in the back behind the altar. I expected to go into the priest's office, but we didn't. Sure, there was a door leading into what I assumed would be his office, but there were two other doors as well. Both hanging open. One led up to what I assumed would lead to the spire and subsequently, the bell. The other leading down. There must be a cellar down there. That is where the fog went.

It is strange to follow a fog. Especially to follow a fog that goes to specific locations and doesn't spread itself everywhere.

I laughed as the fog pushed itself against the wall in an attempt to avoid touching me. I never thought to encounter a neurotic fog before.

Down we went. Further than I thought we would go.

Down and down. The steps did not lead straight down, no, they twisted upon themselves at various spots, and they were steep.

The deeper they went, the darker and more oppressive it got. I would have expected to feel a spider web against my face or arms...but there were none. Further indication that this building alone was still used. For what purpose still remained to be seen. I could no longer see the fog. But I could still hear it. It is very strange to hear woodland creatures right next to me. If it were not for the fact of the steps beneath my feet and the railing I desperately clutched as I descended, I would have thought I was in the forest.

Without warning, the ground evened out beneath me. It did so with such abruptness that I stumbled. If I had not had hold of the railing, I think I would have landed on the ground...probably on my face. As it, I swung around into the said railing with such force I was winded.

Stumbling back, clutching my stomach, I gasp, trying to get my breath back. The fog sounded angrier than ever, yet I don't recall touching it yet. One of these times I *will* touch it. I silently vow as I wheeze.

Looking around, at first I don't see anything. But then, a faint...something. A cackle. Wait. A cackle? Yup. This place has definitely gotten to me. Who cackles in this day and age? And is that candle light?

There *is* someone here!


(to be continued…)

(now we are re-caught back up, I will continue the story…;))


What Hides in…the Fog #10

Walking in, I see the pews, while dusty, hold very little of it, so little, you can see the gleam of the wood underneath. You can see that they have recently seen the police of wax. You can also see that the floors have also seen the same wax. Well, maybe not the same kind, but waxing as well. I have no clue what kind of wax goes on what. I don't care. My point is, someone has been housecleaning here, and it has been recently.

The angry animal noises, and noisome fog curls around me through the door I left open, yet it doesn't touch me. Surprising, that.

Dismissing it as unimportant now that I know that it cannot harm me (I refuse to entertain the possibility that it will not, not cannot), I walk further into the church, halting halfway down the aisle. I rub at the polished pew with my hand as I consider where to go. Up, or to the back.

The fog makes up my mind for me.

It curls its way (it is no longer in the shape of animals anymore. Once I had left the house, those shapes had reformed back into the almost liquid form of this shifting mass.) Where was I? Oh yes, it curls its way toward the back of the church.

I follow it. Well, not so much as follows as walk with it. I would be walking *in* it, but it refuses to touch me. It makes me wonder if I had not run from it in the house, what would have happened there? It makes me wonder a lot of things.

According to the survivor report...everything started with the fog.

But back to now. With the fog semi-guiding me, yet trying to avoid touching me...I wondered at the whole madness. Just what in the world is going on?


(to be continued…)


What Hides in…the Fog #9

Now that I have rationally determined that these are both an auditory and a visual hallucination, how the hell am I supposed to fight it...and what is causing it? Especially to have given it to a whole town all those years ago.

There has to be a cause somewhere.

I look around the town, and realize that I have not explored the church yet. There probably isn't anything there, but I have to explore every possibility.

Ignoring the fog, I walk in the direction of the spire.

To get to the church, I have to walk close to the fog...a little too close for my comfort, but I am determined not to fear it. It is ridiculous to fear it. I tell myself.

As I get close to it, I reach out and touch it. Just to prove to myself that it is harmless. But as I reach out to it, it shrinks away from *me.*

Yeah...fearsome, that.

Laughing at it, I continue on my way to the church. Closely followed by the animal noises, sounding angry this time.

Looking over my shoulder, I can see the fog is following me at its more leisurely pace. Yes, there is definitely something about this that is created more from the mind than from something paranormal or supernatural.

Or so I will keep telling myself until it is proven otherwise.

I walk to the church and push the door open. The first door I have found that had remained unlocked.

And, unlike the other doors, it did not squeal as I push the door open. Now this is an intriguing development. Why would this door remain smooth and the others not? I don't think God cares for the building despite what the clergy least, not to the extreme of keeping the hinges oiled.

Walking in, I see other clues that this building is not as abandoned as the others...


(to be continued…)


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