A touch of the white rabbit.

So I promised that I would share this with y’all… And then I was on my trip… And I did not manage to share when I was supposed to. The author is amazing. I really like her work. So if you can go show her love to make up for my running late.

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ITUNES: https://apple.co/2SPYy3d
NOOK: http://bit.ly/2Bs67pF
KOBO: http://bit.ly/2BoAs8E
http://www.fatedmates.com

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Friday wrap up

(*image from Google.)

Well, I have been away. It was why I was not updating this week. I rented a car on Monday with a plan in mind… Yeah, as usual, nothing went as I planned.

The plan was to go to North Carolina and see my brother. Then I would head slightly north to see my eldest son and meet my newest grandson. From there I would go up to the hotel room I rented near my childhood babysitter and my dad.

I got half way to my first stop, running behind… It took over an hour to rent the car due to a bank snafu. My brother is not too far from my best friend. She lives roughly an hour to an hour and a half from him. Now, mind that I had not been able to do the in person meet with her yet. So I kinda figured that I would stay half an hour to an hour with my brother… Yeah… Lol, I think I ended up staying three. I knew that neither my brother nor my son had the space for my daughter and I. I also realized that making it to my motel was not happening that day.

I asked my bestie if I could come meet her. I was not sure yet what I was going to do about sleep. We would cross that bridge when we got there. If nothing else we would crash in the car. Of course she agreed, and insisted that we crash on her couch. (She has a huge couch that easily fit both of us). She fed us and we enjoyed the visit. We stayed there overnight and then I had to force myself to leave when the time came.

The next stop was to my son’s house. I ended up running later there because of rush hour traffic in Raleigh. That was not fun. My daughter was “Dj’ing” and we spent a great deal of time talking. Still traffic made me have to concentrate more on the actual driving.

The rental was really good on gas. So I really only had to fill up three times the whole trip. The gas prices are so much better in North Carolina, and in Virginia as well. Here in West Virginia, gas prices are around two eighty. I think that the highest price I paid was $2.55.

I got to finally meet with my beautiful grandson. He is such a active and happy little man. My son and his family welcomed us with dinner. Both my bestie and my son’s mother-in-law spoiled my daughter, making her feel so special.

We stayed with my son and his family for about three hours. His house is around three hours to the motel… We pulled up to the motel around two thirty in the morning. Check out was eleven, and we couldn’t afford to miss it. So I did a shower, as I felt so gross, and crashed.

The original plan had me staying at the motel three days. The car had to be back by Thursday noon. So I had to be home Wednesday night sometime.

I got to visit my dad, and my childhood babysitter. I enjoyed myself. The downside is that I spent the majority of this week driving, or peopling. I am exhausted. I have poetry challenges to still catch up on. I have done no writing this week really. Nor really any art. Next week I will be posting again on schedule. Monday poetry, Tuesday Tunes, Wordless Wednesday, Thursday Tea Party, and Friday writing. Thank you for being patient with me.

Monday poet Spotlight : DW Storer

It’s my pleasure to introduce you to a wonderful artist. He was so nice and gave me a wide variety for you to read.

D W Storer

Author and poet

Born October 1966 in Mitcham , Surrey – currently residing in Exmouth, Devon

– Even the most ordinary can lead to the most extraordinary inspirations –

as a writer I tend to mix prose and verse to illustrate scenes , moods, emotions-

works range through the spectrums of dark nihilism, paganism, humour, and even children’s poetry books

Heretical in religious views, pagan, lover of classical history and forteana

Prefers classical music and jazz

published works – all available on Amazon

The Key of the Storm
Poems Without A Home
The Recusant Who Never Recanted
The Myth of Age And Time
Over The Seas and Far Away

For children – the Blue Ted’s Adventures series
Blue Ted’s Seven Sleeps ‘Till Christmas

Blue Ted’s Easter and Other Tales

Blue Ted’s Seaside Adventures

Blue Ted’s Halloween Adventures

Blue Ted’s Snowy Days Adventures

Blue Ted’s Viking Adventures

Blue Ted Meets The Aliens

Grunkle’s Book Of Bottom Burps

Works in progress

The Lady In White – pagan / wiccan poetry
The Diary Of A Madman – poetry dealing with depression and mental illness

D W Storer has performed in many London recitals of poetry with theatre groups and spends his time, when not writing, mostly staring at clouds, waves, trees, and rocks

He can be found on Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/dwstorerauthor
and on Amazon
https://www.amazon.co.uk/Darren-Storer/e/B008JDJ04M

Tell me a story

Today I think I want you to tell me a story. So I know how hard that is so I will ask questions to help. Hey, consider it a birthday present.next wednesday is my big day.

1.) Who is the story about? This is the most important part. Without a who, the story really will fall flat.

2.) What is the story about? Here is the reason, the details of it.

3.) When does the story take place?

These are three questions that every writer asks themselves with every story. Plot issues can be fixed in editing…but without these three answers the story doesn’t happen.

Submit your story. Email it to patti.mouse@gmail.com. I will feature the best one here on a future blog post. Also…you want to be a featured poet…email me with an example of your work to be considered.

Temporary Temporals

How fleeting life can be. A string of moments, all connected with something called a lifespan. I recently got news about a friend who is fighting cancer. It hit harder than I ever could have expected any news to hit. She is younger than me. And it feels damned unfair. Now mind you, as usual, she has it under control. She has always had it under control.

It seems like it is easy to react from outside of a situation with righteous indignation, and fear. Those two emotions cause us to fail to see the weight we put on the one inside with each question. Sometimes, it would be kinder to just be an ear.

It’s hard to be just an ear when we want to scream frustration. It will pass but what damage do you do to those around you as you fight to calm yourself down?

That is the stage I am in. I am fighting to remind myself that this too shall pass. It is not about me, and I have to learn how to be there for her. I have to not let my own fears come between me and supporting her. It is Damned Unfair, but life is not about what is fair. It is about learning, loving, and creating. So I wish for all of you…

May you love deeply,

May you learn happily,

And may you always

be able to create beauty!

Monday poet spotlight : J. Reese

So I really want to introduce you to the most amazing author. Poetry is admittedly not her primary vehicle. She writes lovely stories, and makes awesome clay art. She is way more organized than I will ever be… And I had to pester her to be here(nah actually not much…. She was just shy). So let’s show her some love!

Jess Reece was practically born with a pen in her hand. As a teenager and young adult, she won various local writing awards for her poetry and short fiction. Jessica’s goal is to draw her readers into worlds that are as real to them as they are to her, and have them fall in love with her words. She also writes nonfiction, using her skills to mentor adult survivors of childhood abuse and trauma – healing that pain, sometimes decades old, through creative writing and storytelling.

You can find Jess on the interwebs at these places :

http://www.jessreece.com/

Facebook : http://bit.ly/2LSNQtL

Twitter : https://twitter.com/justjessblog

And last, but not least her Instagram is : https://www.instagram.com/jessreece_authorartist/

Go show her some love!