October 31

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Put on a costume before you start to write. Decide to be someone or something you are not. (Don’t fight me on this.) You can be a princess. A prince. A poodle. A puddle. Mark Zuckerberg, a hamburger, Parisian, a soccer hooligan, your mom. Once you get everything set–shoulders squared, hem straight, feet tied on–think about something from your costume’s point of view. If you and your costume can’t agree, write using at least five of these words:foot,yard,back,fortune,game,apple,cemetery, own,underwear,drinking,improvise,sang

Halloween Party for Polynesian Warrior

I put one foot in front of another
just like a game played with my brother
no time for drinking, food or beer
just goofing off, friends standing near
out on a boat not on the ground
a quiet place without a sound
and then we chose to go right back
the front yard filled, nerves going slack
all of a sudden I hear a clang
like cemetery gates going “Bang!”
I jump and run in underwear
I improvise, a bike stashed near.
I pedal hard and pedal fast
Going home, safe at last!

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

The Sunday Whirl

Go here to find the words: https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2021/10/31/wordle-525-2/

Did you see that?

Once upon a lonely night
Just after dusk with little light
I saw a ring up in the sky
A frightened bat just flying by?
The thing I saw was scarlet hue
A ghoulish color that I knew
But with the damp and darkest hour
I sat and sunk into the floor
I heard a chime and then did not
From this hard place, this small spot
A trial for my nerves of steel
Making goose bumps I could feel
And then the lights came flashing on
And here the rug I sat upon
With nothing near nor way up high
A mind trick playing with my eye.

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

24 Hour Blog Question

The Main Questions For you are …

How do you remember moments in your life – what is your process for bringing your memories back to life?

Do you think the memories you have of your life from your yesterdays are an honest recollection – or do you think that they change with every re-telling?

in your opinion how deep is your long term memory?

What are some of your very first memories?


Funny that this is the question today…David loves looking at pictures, he does it all the time. I found that I have a hard time sometimes just because of all the loses I have had. Memories, especially this time of year, are hard for me. Yes, they bring about good memories but they also bring sadness knowing that some of them are the only memories I will ever have.
I think when I want to remember I try to envision myself in the moment I am trying to think of. This helps me think with clarity. If I can recall myself in the situation I feel like my recollections are quite accurate. That being said, it’s all my interpretation isn’t it?

I can recall things from when I was probably three or four years old. I remember going to a babysitter’s house and sitting on the top bunk of the bunkbed they had. I remember a different babysitter that had hens and I was allowed to go look for eggs. I also remember she had channel 56 on her television and that channel had all the good cartoons during the week! Bugs Bunny, Sylvester and Tweety…I remember the first day of school in my new kindergarten class and being scared out of my mind but my friend Sarah dragged me in and told me it was fun. We had chocolate milk for snack. I have tons of bits and pieces and it is fun when all of a sudden I remember something totally new. Who knows if the memories are accurate? I don’t have anyone to really confirm one way or another. That’s life…

Fibbing Friday 29th October

All the questions are here

  1. Why does garlic repel vampires? They don’t want garlic breath when they are sucking on your neck
  2. What do you need to kill a werewolf? Some thick gloves, a good hiding spot, and a good ole dose of rat poison
  3. What is the purpose of a Jack-o-lantern? Its necessary when you don’t have batteries to fire up the Jack-o-flashlight
  4. What exactly is a ghoul? You have a dirty mind….
  5. Why can’t vampires enter a home unless invited? Because it is rude
  6. Why can’t vampires cross running water? Because their cape is too long and it will get wet
  7. What does a chupacabra eat? It all depends…what is a chupacabra?
  8. What is the name of the three-headed dog that guards the gates of the underworld? Bites….Bite 1, Bite 2, and Bite 3
  9. Who are the Stygian Witches? I don’t like talking crap about family….
  10. What alcoholic beverage is thought to be the true origin of witches’ brew? Midori, it makes it a nice green color.

Three Things Challenge #767

Find the prompt here

Your three things today are:

Are you serious
are you straight?
that guy you know
the one you hate
his name is Frank
and he’s the best
I’m being candid
He’s passed the test
He does the most
with what he’s got
go ahead
just one more shot
You’ll like him then
and you will see
He’s not as lazy
as he used to be.

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

I’m in a sing-songy mood today I guess!

FOWC with Fandango — Costume

Find the prompt here

Dressing up is such a drag
from ruby slippers to some old rag
I’d rather stay in home in bed
Than face the night with so much dread
but this year was a new one yet
my hubby knew I’d change, I bet
And so we went to costume shops
To find the wig, the shoes, the props
And when we finally were done
I guess my hubby knew he’d won
we’re going on a booze cruise later
along the inland, there might be gators
Maybe I’ll get drunk and fall
or maybe not and have a ball
but either way I’m sort of glad
for this idea my hubby had.

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

This is a true story by the way!!

Tale Weaver 28.10.21 – Mistake

Find the prompt here

Once when I was younger
I made a big mistake
I told my dad and mother
the tattoo there was fake
my mother she believed me
my father he did not
and so now she just smiled
from dad, the look I got!
He chased me to my bedroom
as I hid underneath the bed
He reached and grunted loudly
he was so close to my head
I scooted out the back side
and jumped into a run
I know I’d be in trouble
if he went and got his gun!

©2021 CBialczak Poetry

Thank goodness this is not a true story! First of all, my mother wouldn’t have been so naive and she would have been the one to chase me and want to kill me! Lol!

Book Tour: Redemption

Congratulations to author T.R. Slauf on the release of the second installment in the Legends of Lightning series, Redemption! Read on for more details!

Redemption (Legends of Lightning #2)

Publication Date: November 2nd, 2021

Genre: Fantasy

“Blood seems to be the only thing flowing in this Realm. The day I found out the truth of who I was, was the day I died.”

“Sometimes you must die so you can be re-born.”

Esther escaped the horrors of Castle Rose, but at a cost. Believing her lost guide is still alive deep in the bowls of Adam’s dungeons, she aims to save him, but the other Huntsman are not so sure he’s alive… Desperate to rescue Oisin, Esther makes tempestuous allegiances with dangerous foes. Walking a fine line between enemies and allies, life and death, she rages war against the monsters of the Hidden Realm.

Esther’s journey continues in this heart wrenching sequel as she navigates the politics and grudges of ageless Queens. By night, she’s haunted by what she’s seen fighting in a war that was never hers. What she’s done to survive in the Hidden Realm will haunt her forever and she’s terrified of losing herself in the darkness without a star to guide her. Will Esther be able to save Oisin and the lands before the shadows of her mind overtake her spirit?

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Esther stifled a scream. A sheen of cold sweat dripped from her face and soaked her clothes. Gathering her wits, she looked around. It was early evening, and she was in a dark cramped room full of sleeping bodies at Auburn Keep.

Her heart pounded; she was safe. There were no Faye ravishing her body while the shadows laughed, there were no beasts torturing her while the misshaped yellow eyes of the gremlins watched. The sound of rushing waters and Oisin’s screams were only in her mind

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Hidden Realm (Legends of Lightning #1)

“The next Realm Walker will bring with them a storm. Lightning must fight the Crimson Shadow, or the lands will be cast into eternal darkness.”

When she was a child, Esther was plagued with vivid nightmares. Now they have returned to haunt her. Bloodthirsty monsters chase her through a forest of dead trees while a mysterious hooded figure stalks her. After waking with fresh wounds from her dreams, Esther searches for the truth about who she is and the Hidden Realm she is destined to save.

Join Esther on her journey of self-discovery as she travels into a world long forgotten. Unsure if she can trust her hooded guide, she is hunted by unknown enemies and smothered by expectations of grandeur. Deciphering friend from foe she travels the lands, trying to unite kingdoms torn by pride

About the Author

I have always been torn between two halves of myself; one half revels in all things scientific and longs to explore the secrets of the universe, while the other half finds solace and excitement within the arts. When it came time to choose a college degree, I put aside my creative hobbies and perused a career path in biochemistry. For me, college was an expensive privilege, thus I decided a degree within STEM was the most logical route for my costly investments. Through my years in college I still tried to enjoy the arts, reading novels and drawing in my sketchbooks when time permitted.

Five long years later, I graduated from Michigan State University with a Bachelor of Science in biochemistry and molecular biology. I immediately began working full time in an academic research lab, it was miserable. I quickly grew weary and depressed in the toxic and hostile work environment created by our supervisor. I begun interviewing for other jobs and exploring my creative hobbies again when my congenital heart condition required me to have another open-heart surgery.

In the months before my operation, I became determined to finish my first novel; I had started and abandoned several over the years. Once I was well enough, I continued writing during my recovery. Nine months after my operation, I left my job at the research lab and invested more of myself in my novel. It wasn’t an easy transition and it did not happen over-night, but I decided to start a new career as a novelist.  

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