A Name a day: Kip

Feel free to participate in A Name A Day. Write a story, poem, or something about a real individual you know with the name of the day. If you have a name that you would like for the blog please send me a message. Please keep it all positive.  

This is part of my positivity plan. Allowing others to see their names in print and then stories or poems that are positive about them is reinforcing to adults and children.  

Enjoy this! I will post a few random names until people choose to participate and give some names. I will continue as long as people would like to participate. I believe it will be nice for any blogger to share with a friend or family member poems “about them” from so many talented writers. Enjoy! 

A Name A Day: Lynn

Feel free to participate in A Name A Day. Write a story, poem, or something about a real individual you know with the name of the day. If you have a name that you would like for the blog please send me a message. Please keep it all positive.  

This is part of my positivity plan. Allowing others to see their names in print and then stories or poems that are positive about them is reinforcing to adults and children.  

Enjoy this! I will post a few random names until people choose to participate and give some names. I will continue as long as people would like to participate. I believe it will be nice for any blogger to share with a friend or family member poems “about them” from so many talented writers. Enjoy! 

From my desk: 12/22/2019

I had the pleasure of celebrating Christmas with my beautiful daughter, Lindsay, and wonderful partner, David. Because of other circumstances we would have been unable to enjoy Christmas together on the actual Christmas morning, hence our rescheduling. I have to say that with the Christmas music playing, a nice dinner before us, and an exchange of gifts it felt like a perfectly wonderful Christmas morning. This goes to show that it isn’t about just giving presents, it is about being present! I have had a rough seventeen months and whether it has made me more aware of my appreciation or knocked it into me, I appreciate the people I love so very much. You can never tell when you won’t have them anymore, take each day and enjoy each other!

I will be wishing the happiest of holidays to all of my friends, family, and now, WordPress family, as the days of festivities are alive for many. No matter what you celebrate, or don’t for that matter, just enjoy life. That, my friends, is my professional and educated advice!

Peace to you all.

Recommendations Please!: Digital Drawing Tablets

I am looking for a digital drawing tablet that I can do illustrations but NOT have to use Adobe photoshop. I simply want to draw and have it transferred digitally. The way it is looking it may be easier to just draw on paper and scan it digitally. Does anyone have suggestions that are not in the $1000’s?

Friday Fictioneers: 100 words

Hope

As she opened the door the smell of dust and sheetrock spread over her and in her. She knew it was not going to be done, the job was never done, was it? She just hoped that there would be enough completed to move back in. It wasn’t. She stood, open mouthed, taking in the mess, the broken walls, the debris, all there to make something more beautiful? Disgusted, she backed out into the hallway and shut the door. She would pretend none of this had happened. She would come back in one week and hope to see improvements. Hope. 

Tale Weaver #253: Fairy Tale

Once upon a time there was a land of castles. For as far as you could see, nothing but gigantic castles! In this land there were only two types of people, the owners and the patrons. The owners were able to own the castles because they were handed down generation after generation to family members. Sometimes it would happen that there was no one to hand their castle to, so the owners would pick one of their favorite patrons to become the future owner.

Each of these castles was unique. They all had rooms and hallways, courtyards and gardens, attics and creepy basements, but each was different because each castle was decorated to symbolize the family’s attitude.

Well, there was one castle that was always dark and spooky. All the patrons stayed in their rooms because they were too afraid to walk around the castle. Except when they came out for meals, no one talked to anyone else, so this castle was also eerily quiet. You may be wondering what family attitude is always so dark and gloomy and what did patrons do all day? That was the thing, no one knew why and no one was brave enough to ask. The patrons didn’t even know who owned their castle, all they knew was that there was always food to eat and a warm place to sleep at night.

It wasn’t until one of the male patrons decided to start looking around…

A Name A Day: Nathan

Feel free to participate in A Name A Day. Write a story, poem, or something about a real individual you know with the name of the day. If you have a name that you would like for the blog please send me a message. Please keep it all positive.  

This is part of my positivity plan. Allowing others to see their names in print and then stories or poems that are positive about them is reinforcing to adults and children. This is my first time hosting a “challenge” so if you have pointers or need to tell me how to do something differently, please do, I don’t take offense to creative feedback.  

Enjoy this! I will post a few random names until people choose to participate and give some names. I will continue as long as people would like to participate. I believe it will be nice for any blogger to share with a friend or family member poems “about them” from so many talented writers. Enjoy! 

Rag Tag Daily Prompt: Sleep

As I lay awake and wonder, what is my purpose?

I find myself looking in all different directions trying to find the right way to go. Where do I belong? I find a path that seems to lead toward the sun. That is the path! I desire sun, warmth, a fresh breeze, without the noise of the city or the static of the television. I

This path that I am on is so peaceful. The air is the perfect temperature, the sounds are only those of nature. Where will this place lead me? I keep walking and finally see, up ahead of me, a clearing. What will be there waiting for me? Will it be a bird, sitting on a branch, whistling a tune? Will it be a squirrel, scampering across the grass, unsure of his own direction.

As I get closer I feel so much peace.
Then I stop in my tracks. What is this?

What?! I didn’t want to wake up right now! I want to go back to sleep!
Who decides when a dream has come to an end?