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A writer uses whatever he/she make come across to get her creative juices going. |
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I surf many websites..seeking advise and seeking ideas from many sources.Sometimes, a quote or some kind of saying..hits home..or gets my creative juices moving..Here's a quote with no author behind it, I found on lablaugh.com.. The only way... The only way you truly fail is to stop trying altogether. I want to be a writer...but I get writer's block and stress..kills my creative sense..so I seek....Thank you |
| Having a purpose is important! It is almost like having a goal. It is like a need so deep it hurts. It hurts real bad when you loose or don't have a grip on your purpose. I think, purpose or perseverance comes from the soul. |
| Full Wolf Moon rises so high in the sky where stars are up high and bats fly Full Wolf Moon so round and mysterious it makes everyone curious Full Wolf Moon makes you want to reach out and grab it like a peach Full Wolf Moon you cry up to it so loudly giving up your everything so prodly |
| My favorite Christmas movie character has to be Rudolph red nose reindeer. He shows courage to the bullies and things that he is afraid of. He show love to man kind which is Christmas to me. I am 51 years old and I am never to old for Rudolph. |
| The town where I was born is a city. Oak Park that is! Nice yellow house with a garage. A corner house. Had a big backyard where dogs could run free. Neighborhood was okay. Neighbors watch us girls has we grew up. A house of 7 girls kept the neighborhood buzzing. The only thing real bad that happened on my street was a couple committed suicide in a car garage across the street. The family was so unhappy. It was a boyfriend and girlfriend. Strange family. That neighborhood was quiet at night. On nice nights you could walk blocks. We were blocks away from schools and parks. We were a block away from 7-11eleven. We use to cross a highway to go to grocery store with our mother when younger. Our favorite bakery was across the highway too. You cross one highway and your in another city. You cross another then your in another city. That was the strange thing about living in suburbs. I now live in a city a few miles away. |
| Hello Fellow Bloggers! Do have a faith in something. Don't be afraid of what you don't know. Do say "I love you often" to those you love. Don't tell anyone who you hate. Do cry if you feel like it. Don't hold anger in. Do put your feelings on paper. Don't put names down in your journal, because they will find out. Do smile! Don't grind your teeth. |
| Happy Halloween! I love to watch the little trick or treats. I love giving out candy on this pagan night. One of those things as an adult and child you never out grow. I give out pounds of candy till its all gone or I go to bed. Have fun and play it safe! |
| Today I feel like following no one but me! I feel lost in some way. My doctor says my liver might be unhealthy. So I am worried about that. My blood pressure is up and so is my cholesterol. So now I must work to take care of my liver and cholesterol. I am taking a college break till November 1st. Then back at the learning books. For someone my age it is a hard thing to do is learn and stay healthy. I guess, from birth to death we are a work in progress. |
| If it rained cats and dogs I would run for cover and cry. The dogs and cats would be upset from falling. I love animals so it would disturb me. Then I would pray to my higher power and ask why. Hopefully, there would be an answer for what is going on from Scientist and Professors. |
| My ideal hayride would be with that someone special to snuggle with. I would bring my sister Terry and her husband Keith. I would bring muffins and hot chocolate. They would warm the tummy. That someone special would be someone I am comfortable with and maybe my muse. My sister Terry and her husband I have not seen in awhile would give me comfort and answer questions that might pop in my head. |
| Boy my blog group gave me a good one to think about. The Spanking.. When I was in third grade I got the biggest spanking from my Dad. I and a bunch of the neighborhood girls teased a older girl about not having a father. You know kids! We were cruel! And I wanted to fit in so I could have friends. She was new and her little brother was a bully of the block. After coming home from lunch, there was knock at our door. My mother and father were busy fighting about money like always. My Dad answered the door. Then he and the neighborhood girl's mother was standing at the table. He asked if I and other girls were teasing her daughter about not having a father. I said I was but I was not alone. He pulled me across his lap so fast and pulled down my pants and beat my butt red in front of the neighborhood girl's mother. I ran upstairs to my room and cried. He made me come down and said I was to walk back to school with the neighborhood girl. I told my friends I got a spanking I would never forget. I was friends with that girl for about a year then she moved away. I am still sorry I called her names and said mean things about not having a father. My father wasn't that great after that either. My parents got a divorce and my father hated to pay child support. |
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