Archive | May 14, 2014
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Wordless Wednesday: Walking by the White House
Originally posted on write meg!:
Enjoying a presidential stroll in early May
Stress management (sans pie)
Originally posted on write meg!:
It’s all too much sometimes. It is. We all know it is. Those days when the phone won’t stop ringing, emails flood in, a hundred and one people are competing for something they needed from you yesterday . . . we’ve all had them — and will again. (And again.)…
Dhampirs and Me: Guest Post by Shirlee Lewis
Originally posted on The Ravings of a Sick Mind:
Dhampir Secrets was written as a “non-fiction novel” giving life to a fictional character, Tony Mureaux, based on the research of the dhampir. During my research, I learned a dhampir derived from a male vampire and a female human according to Balkin folklore. Dhampir powers are similar…
Yes, I am a Woman.
Originally posted on She's A Maineiac:
Newsflash: We all have feminine and masculine tendencies. Naturally, some of us might be more on one side than the other regardless of our gender. Some of us might have an equal balance of both. These traits might be due to our childhoods or because we were born that way. What I’m saying is —…
Magic Disappeared
Originally posted on Regina Puckett:
Magic Disappeared Regina Puckett The mob clapped and cheered As the world’s magic disappeared But Little Boy Blue sobbed and cried When courage shriveled and dried Humpty Dumpty cracked a smile When the River of Hope turned vile Sir Galahad rode off into the sunset Forgetting he owned Beauty a…
A Made-Up Dream
Originally posted on Regina Puckett:
A Made-Up Dream Regina Puckett I’m closing my eyes and playing an innocent game of pretend Where the world isn’t spinning out of control and time is my friend In my mind’s eye the world is a glorious place in which to live Instead of everyone being a taker, people…
Windsong and a stranger
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
He stands with his back to the bustling city Facing the woods of the farther bank. His gaze sweeps the river, gathering wave glitter hoarding the bird silver scattered like foam. He stands feet apart Eyes piercing the sunlight While gulls skim and swifts scream Over bright dancing water.…
The American Heiress, by Daisy Goodwin
Originally posted on Blogging for a Good Book:
? I have to send a thank you to the library user who recommended this book to me. I don’t know her name, but we had a nice chat about romance books — and she came back to the Reference desk to make sure I had the title…
Viv Drewa - The Owl Lady 