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Poetry Friday ~ Photo Prompt

18 Oct
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It’s Colleen Chesebro’s Middle of the Month Poetry Photo Prompt Challenge!

This month we will use a photo prompt chosen by last month’s “Photo- Prompt” Poet of the Week ~ Diana Peach.

It was the mating season in “La Marisma,” and Ramita was excited because he had finally come of age, which meant he could select a mate. Who he chose was a no brainer because he only had eyes for one female. The only problem was that Orquídea was the most beautiful of the Orchid Flies in La Marisma, and she had many suitors. So, Ramita decided that the only way he could win Orquídea for himself was to impress her, but many others would try the same. He would have to impress her more than anyone. How could he do that? He wasn’t a fancy Mantis, Ulysses butterfly, or Christmas beetle; he was only Ramita.

Then an idea sprung in his head; he would give Orquídea the last Chocolate Cosmos flower in existence. It would not last long after he picked it, but she could wear it like a crown, its deep brownish-red color would complement her pretty green and blue jewel tones and she would enjoy the flower’s rich chocolate fragrance as she wore it. Yes! He was thrilled with his idea. But, there was yet another hitch to his plan. The Chocolate Cosmos flower was protected by a sorcerer snake.

His grandfather once told him that there was a field filled with these flowers and the chocolate smell was intoxicating. Unfortunately, one by one the flowers were picked until only two were left. The sorcerer snake then decided he would protect the flowers before they became extinct. Ramita’s grandfather told him that a wise creature discovered the only way to get one of the flowers was by putting the snake in a trance with music. That’s how Ramita planned on stealing the last flower. He was a good flute player.

He rose before dawn and began his journey to steal the last Chocolate Cosmos flower from the sorcerer snake. When he arrived he immediately came face to face with the snake.

“Who are you and what are you doing so far from home?” the snake asked.

“If you don’t know my name how could you know I’m far from home?” Ramita said.

The snake frowned and said, “No one lives in these parts. You’re here for the flower aren’t you?”

“Yes, I am.”

“You know it’s the last one in existence, don’t you?”

“I do.”

“But you’re still willing to rip it out of the ground and kill it knowing you’ll never see or smell another like it?”

Ramita looked to the ground. “There’s someone I need to impress and only this flower will do.”

“Really?”

Ramita furrowed his brow, making his long, thin antennae wiggle. “Well, I love her, and she’s the most beautiful creature in La Marisma. If I want her to choose me over all the suitors, I have to impress her.”

“And you think to give her a flower that she’d never be able to enjoy again will impress her? Besides, it’s not worth being with someone you have to impress all the time.”

Ramita sat crumpled on the ground, shoulders hunched, staring at his flute, looking defeated.

“Pollination and fertilization have occurred, and the Chocolate Cosmos flower will soon develop seeds. Then perhaps she can produce a field of flowers, but if you take her now, that will never happen, and the flower will be gone forever. I leave the choice to you.”

Ramita thought long and hard. “I will leave the flower be,” he said.

“Excellent choice! You could have played your flute, and rendered me helpless, and stolen the flower, but you made a wise choice not to do that, so I will help you get your mate.”

Ramita jumped to his feet, displaying a smile only someone genuinely happy can wear. “Will you use a magic spell or perhaps a love potion?”

“No, no, no. None of that is necessary. If the special one is worthy of your love, she will be so impressed by your choice that she will fall in love with you. Bring her here and let her see the flower you saved, let its decadent chocolate fragrance waft into her nostrils, and entice her. She will be truly impressed then.”

Ramita did as the snake told him. It wasn’t easy to convince Orquídea to go with him, and of course, her annoying older brother and grandmother had to come along as chaperones, but he managed to bring them to the magical place where the flower grew.

The sorcerer snake greeted them and told the story of their encounter, and the wise choice Ramita had made. Orquídea was beyond impressed, and so were her family. She chose Ramita for his bravery, kindness, and wisdom. Every year on their anniversary, they visited the snake. The exotic flower reproduced successfully, and the ground was covered with them, and its fragrance filled the air.

Today’s poetry form is called a Senryu. I hope you like it.

Too good to be true
You love me, and I love you
I am your love bug

“It is an absolute human certainty that no one can know his own beauty or perceive a sense of his own worth until it has been reflected back to him in the mirror of another loving, caring human being.”

~John Joseph Powell

Have a fantastic Friday!

Poetry Friday ~ Calling All Weirdos​!

11 Oct

Hi, everyone! Welcome.

Photo by Kim Carpenter ( @kimberly123 )

What does it mean when someone calls you a weirdo?

If you describe someone as a weirdo, you disapprove of them because they behave in an unusual way that you find difficult to understand or accept.

Well, some people may feel that way, but this is not my definition of a weirdo. In this day and age, it’s weird for someone to be their genuine self. It’s strange to speak your mind, regardless of others’ opinions. In these times, when so many people pop pills in order not to feel, it’s strange for someone to wear his or her emotions on their sleeve. I like weirdos. They’re my kind of people, honest, open, free thinkers. They don’t fear to be unique. They think outside the box and go with their creative flow.

It’s refreshing to be with people who are not numb to the world around them but instead embrace every emotion that makes them human.

Sometimes I’m surrounded by so much apathy and hate that it becomes unbearable. Why are there so many desensitized people? Stop popping pills every time you’re in danger of feeling something. Be a weirdo and feel. It’s normal to be sad when you lose a loved one. It’s okay to feel angry, scared, unsure, insecure sometimes. Deal with it because that’s what makes you human.

I understand that there are people who genuinely need to be on medication, but there are too many folks out there taking medications they shouldn’t be, and this has a dehumanizing effect.

I’m tired of being in the presence of cyborgs. I want to be around real people. Being a genuine person comes with a price, though. Not everyone will like you, but then not everyone should matter to you. Calling all weirdos!

Empty and Space are this week’s prompt words chosen by Colleen Chesebro ~ The Fairy Whisperer.

*The catch is that we can only use the synonyms to these words in our poems.

Colleen hosts a challenge that anyone could participate in called, Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge every Tuesday, and you have until Sunday to create a post featuring your Haiku, Tanka, Haibun, Etheree or Cinquain poem. She is an author and poet, and also does book reviews and so much more on her blog. Be sure to check it out.

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Photo by Tamara Bellis @tamarabellis

Here’s my contribution to Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge. The Poetry form is an Etheree.

There’s
no where
to suffer
in this dark place.
Oh, my vacant life
there’s no happy surprise.
I pop a pill the moment
I realize that I’m alive.
Then I’m hollow, no feelings inside.
There’s only this disguise of constant lies.

Photo by Bart LaRue ( @bartlarueeppler )

I hope you enjoyed today’s post. Have a Happy Friday!

Welcome to “The Merest Loss” Blog Tour!

6 Oct

I’m honored to welcome a fellow RRBC member and author Steven Neil to my blog. Read all about him and get a taste of his work with the excerpt he’s provided from his novel The Merest Loss. Enjoy!

Bio

Steven has a BSc in Economics from the London School of Economics, a BA in English Literature and Creative Writing from the Open University and an MA in Creative Writing from Oxford Brookes University. He has been a bookmaker’s clerk, bloodstock agent, racehorse breeder and management consultant amongst other professions in his varied career. He is married and lives in rural Northamptonshire, England. The Merest Loss is his debut novel.

Twitter

@stevenneil12

IAN author page

https://www.independentauthornetwork.com/steven-neil.html

Buy links

Giveaways

Steven is giving away (3) Signed Paperback copies of “THE MEREST LOSS.”  For your chance to win, be sure to leave him a comment below.

From Steven Neil, the author of THE MEREST LOSS 

A story of love and political intrigue, set against the backdrop of the English hunting shires and the streets of Victorian London and post-revolutionary Paris. 

Critical plot turn and a character emerges

In chapter seven of The Merest Loss a critical plot turn occurs, when Nicholas Sly enters the narrative and changes the direction of travel of the novel. Not only does the personality of Sly show itself, but the way Harriet responds shows how her own character has developed.

Chapter Seven

The Proposition

London, England

 1841

     In Nicholas Sly’s wood-panelled office, two people sit across from each other at a large, plain desk. There is a fire laid in the fire grate, but it has not been lit. The room is chill. There has been a brief exchange of words. Sly looks at Harriet Howard over his half-moon glasses. He is a big man, thick-set and heavy-jowled. He is dressed all in black. His stomach protrudes and the thin, stockinged legs, sticking out from his frock coat, give him the appearance of a plump, black cockerel.

     ‘You’re asking me to be a courtesan,’ she says.

     ‘I am asking you to be a patriot,’ he says. 

     ‘You’re asking me to spy for a secret government service?’

     ‘Oh Miss Howard, don’t be so melodramatic. Her Majesty’s Government does not have a secret service and it does not employ spies. We are asking you to place yourself in our care and to be available to entertain the company of certain, distinguished gentlemenwhen we require it. Otherwise, you are free to proceed as you wish … but with certain restrictions of course.’

     ‘And what would these restrictions be?’

     ‘So you are accepting our proposition and we are now discussing the arrangements. Is that correct, Harriet?’

     ‘No sir, I am not. You’ve apprehended me without warning and brought me here against my wishes. My answer is no. I would be grateful if you would allow me to leave. And you may not call me Harriet.’

     ‘Ah, Miss Howard,’ he says. He lets out a long sigh.

     Minutes pass. He looks at her more closely. She is young, slim and elegantly dressed. He is struck by her red hair, which hangs in ringlets and frames a pale face, with piercing, brown eyes and high cheekbones. He notices that her features are not augmented with the powder and rouge that are the order of the day. He considers that she is not quite what he expected.

     ‘I rather hoped all this would be unnecessary,’ he says. ‘It is most irregular that you need persuasion.’

     ‘I have nothing further to say.’

     He sits forward at his desk and rests his chin on his hands, which he has clasped together, as if in prayer. She looks towards the window and sits upright. There is a slight pout ather lips.

     ‘I want you to think about this carefully,’ he begins again. ‘We have taken an interest in you for some time now. We know a great deal about your situation. You have received an excellent education, you are an accomplished horsewoman, you speak French tolerably well and I am told that men of a certain type find you attractive. The Duke of Grafton and Lord Normanby speak very highly of you. I rather hoped that you would wish to use your talents in the service of Queen and country. It is an honour to be asked.’

     ‘I will not be at anyone’s beck and call. I will not be bullied.’

     ‘You will have a great deal of freedom. Rather more than might be imagined. We can arrange somewhere superior to live. There will be a dress allowance. You will be able to attend all the balls one could wish for. Lady Blessington will look after you and introduce you properly into London society. It is a wonderful opportunity for a young lady in your position.’

     ‘You know nothing about my “position” as you call it. I have a career as an actress. I am making my own way in life. I wish to make my own choices.’

     ‘An actress, Miss Howard. Are we talking in euphemisms now?’

     ‘Do not patronise me, sir. I have made my reputation through hard work.’

     ‘Oh,my word. Reputation isit? Hard work? I have no doubt your efforts are appreciated.’

     ‘My answer has not changed.’

     ‘You drive a hard bargain, Miss Howard. Time was when a young lady like you would be happy to join us. I always find it quite distasteful to talk about money, but you are rather forcing my hand on the matter. You will receive a generous allowance, on top of the arrangements I have already explained. I cannot name a figure, but it will not be unacceptable, I believe.’

     ‘I am not interested. I have nothing more to say.’

     ‘Come, come. It is not as if I am asking you to do something you have not done before. We are simply improving the terms, so to speak.’

     ‘Do not press me. You have my answer.’

     ‘You are beginning to test my patience. We can perhaps see our way to the provision of a personal maidif that would help, but really we are reaching the end of our negotiation on the matter.’

     Nicholas Sly’s brow creases. He is accustomed to acceptance. He wonders where the young woman, little more than a girl, is finding the confidence to cross him like this.

     ‘I am going to give you one more chance. There is nothing more on the table. If you resist our offer, you will not find us so convivial the next time.’

     The light at the windows fades and a servant arrives with a taper, to ignite the oil lamps. Sly holds up his hand, palm outwards, and the servant backs away through the doorway. He snaps a match into a sulphurous flame and lights one candle, on the desk in front of him. He watches the candle sputter and smoke, as the tallow begins to burn off. He waits.

     ‘I will not bow to threats,’ she says.

     ‘You and I are going to meet again and I will not be so conciliatory. You are a very foolish young lady. I see that you do not have the wit to understand what is being offered. I am very disappointed.’

     ‘Perhaps I am not what you are looking for.’

© Steven Neil

THE MEREST LOSS is available in paperback and eBook in the UK, US, France, Canada and Australia. 

Follow Steven Neil on https://twitter.com/stevenneil12 for information on how to purchase the paperback through an independent bookseller in the UK.

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Poetry Friday ~ Fall & Give

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Fall and Give are this week’s prompt words chosen by Colleen Chesebro ~ The Fairy Whisperer.

*The catch is that we can only use the synonyms to these words in our poems.

Colleen hosts a challenge that anyone could participate in called, Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge every Tuesday, and you have until Sunday to create a post featuring your Haiku, Tanka, Haibun, Etheree or Cinquain poem. She is an author and poet, and also does book reviews and so much more on her blog. Be sure to check it out.

Photo by Alex Geerts

Here’s my contribution to this week’s poetry challenge. I hope you enjoy my double Nonet.

Let Go The Things That Belong To The Past

The Autumn is a distinct season.
It teaches us profound lessons
about life and sacrifice.
We need to embrace change.
Every change is
for the better.
We must learn
to let
go

Trees lose their leaves, and it’s both sad and
beautiful, painful, and needed.
Yet, it lets it go without
regrets and welcomes change.
Dwelling on the past
will stunt our growth
leaving us
stuck in
life

Photo by Anthony Intraversato

I’ve had the hardest time creating this post. OMG! At one point, I wanted to scream and give up. That’s how bad it was. I’ve just started using WordPress’ new Gutenberg block editor, and it hasn’t been easy. Thank goodness I have a brilliant friend who’s figured it all out and has posted numerous tutorials on her blog. If you’re having a hard time with Gutenberg block editor, do yourself a favor and check out Natalie Ducey’s blog.

Thank you for stopping by and have a great day!

Poetry Friday ~ Photo Prompt

20 Sep
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It’s the middle of the month challenge ~ time for a photo prompt!

Colleen’s 2019 Weekly Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge No. 145 (Photo Prompt)

Apocalypse

Darkness
The sun blushes
We’ve finally done it
The star has given up on us
Humans

Only
the tallest trees
survive Mother Earth’s wrath
As the oceans swallow us whole
The end

“There are skeletons in this earth.” 

–Corinne Duyvis

Thank you for visiting! I hope you enjoyed my double Cinquain!

Well, I’m off to work on my WIP. I hope you have a wonderful day!

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Poetry Friday ~ Enchant & Fly

13 Sep

Hi, everyone! Happy Friday the 13th!

Enchant and Fly are this week’s prompt words chosen by Colleen Chesebro ~ The Fairy Whisperer.

*The catch is that we can only use the synonyms to these words in our poems.

Colleen hosts a challenge that anyone could participate in called, Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge every Tuesday, and you have until Sunday to create a post featuring your Haiku, Tanka, Haibun, Etheree or Cinquain poem. She is an author and poet, and also does book reviews and so much more on her blog. Be sure to check it out.

Artist Luis Royo



Can You Hold A Burning Star?

Proud Elven Princess
dazzles with beauty and charm
She’ll capture your soul
You may think you’ve won her heart
til she swoops and slits your throat


Fantasy Artist Luis Royo

Thank you for visiting!

Poetry Friday ~ Books & A Poem

6 Sep

Hi, Everyone!

 

Today I’d like to share my most recent reads along with my poem. This is an Etheree poem written by me for Colleen Chesebro’s Weekly Poetry Challenge.

 

There

are worlds

between the

covers of books

Why fly, ride or walk?

To take us lands away

there is nothing like a book

So spread out your wings untiring

get to a book store or library

good books are fun and thrilling things to own.

 

The first book I’m sharing is called Strange HWY by Beem Weeks.

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BLURB:

f you ever find yourself on the Strange Hwy—don’t turn around. Don’t panic. Just. Keep. Going. You never know what you’ll find.
You’ll see magic at the fingertips of an autistic young man,
•A teen girl’s afternoon, a lifetime of loss.
•A winged man, an angel? Demon—?
•Mother’s recognition, peace to daughter.
•Danny’s death – stifled secrets.
•Black man’s music, guitar transforms boy.
•Dead brother, an open confession.
•First love, supernatural?—family becomes whole!
You can exit the Strange Hwy, and come back any time you want.
See, now you know the way in, don’t be a stranger.

 

MY REVIEW:

Strange HWY brings together 18 of Author, Beem Weeks’ strange and wonderful coming of age stories about the madness and sadness, courage and vulnerability of youth.

This collection of eclectic short stories explores a vast range of topics including, suicide, cancer, prostitution, mental illness and even the paranormal. My favorite stories are Alterations, Constant of the Day, Demons, Songs of the Lost, and Looking for Lucy but to be honest, I was captivated by each well-written story in this book.

Author, Beem Weeks is a talented writer that’s very attuned to detail. His writing style is unique but also fun and easy. He seems to see the world as a reason to create with his straightforward, unusual, traditional stories.

The stories in this book are meant to be read slowly and savored and are filled with lovely and disturbing moments that will stay with you for some time to come. I highly recommend it.

Connect with Author, Beem Weeks on Social Media!

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Twitter

The Indie Spot! (Blog)

Amazon Author Page

 


The next book I’m sharing is a short story called Open, Shut by Nonnie Jules.

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BLURB:

Darcy Lynn has a few problems: her sister, Lola, killed by a drunk driver, leaves her with an eerie message right before her death; her parents are atheists; her father drinks a little too much, and her brother, Bud, is just annoying. But, her most pressing issue is that things are mysteriously opening and closing around her and she hasn’t a clue as to why…or how.

In this short “sad but uplifting story with a wonderful message,” as one reader tags it, Author, Nonnie Jules flexes her writing chops once again, by introducing her readers to a normal, everyday family, whose lives are altered, not once, but twice by unexpected and unusual circumstances.

If you came into this story only believing in things seen with your own two eyes, and things heard with your own two ears, you walk away with a new and refreshing added sense…the ability and the courage to change, based on where your heart leads you.

 

MY REVIEW:

Open, Shut by Nonnie Jules is a poignant short story about a seemingly happy and normal family who experience the death of a loved one.

Darcy Lynn’s parents were atheists and prayer and reading the Bible were strictly prohibited in their household.

However, Darcy’s older sister, Lola was curious about Christianity and began secretly studying the Bible. She was caught once by her mother, who had a fit but that didn’t deter her from continuing her secret Bible studies and prayers. Lola also received visits from an angel who seemed to be preparing her for something.

Later, Lola became ill. During the course of her illness, she continued to pray and read her Bible, even in the presence of her mother who no longer made a fuss about it.

On one of Lola’s better days, she walked to school with Darcy and their younger brother Bobby. When she stepped off the sidewalk to cross the street she was struck by a car.

After her sister’s death, Darcy began to feel a presence in her room and strange things began to happen. She would come home to find her bedroom door and windows, closet door and dresser drawers opened when she knew she had shut them prior to leaving for school.

One day Darcy walks into her sister’s bedroom which her mother kept intact and finds Lola’s diary. While reading Lola’s diary, she learns a lot about her sister. Her sister’s words opened her eyes to many things hidden from her and changed her life.

What I enjoyed most about this short story was the author’s writing style which was believable, easy, and captivating.

Overall, Open, Shut is a worthwhile, easy short read and I recommend it to anyone who enjoys reading Christian stories.

Author, Nonnie Jules is president of the Rave Reviews Book Club of which I’m a proud member.

Rave Reviews Book Club is a friendly and helpful community of talented writers and avid readers.

Learn more about the club here.

Connect with Author, Nonnie Jules on Social Media!

Instagram

Twitter

Watch Nonnie Write! (Blog)

Amazon Author Page

In the spirit of sharing, I’d like to share a poem by the late Julia Donaldson called

I Opened a Book

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Photo by Fabiola Peñalba on Unsplash

 

 

I Opened a Book
By Julia Donaldson

I opened a book and in I strode.
Now nobody can find me.
I’ve left my chair, my house, my road,
My town and my world behind me.

I’m wearing the cloak, I’ve slipped on the ring,
I’ve swallowed the magic potion.
I’ve fought with a dragon, dined with a king
And dived in a bottomless ocean.

I opened a book and made some friends.
I shared their tears and laughter
And followed their road with its bumps and bends
To the happily ever after.

I finished my book and out I came.
The cloak can no longer hide me.
My chair and my house are just the same,
But I have a book inside me.

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Photograph by David Lezcano

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Poetry Friday ~ Character & Wild

30 Aug

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I’m sure some of you know by now that there’s a hurricane in the Atlantic headed for Florida. Well, Hurricane Dorian is headed northwest right now toward Florida’s northern east coast but there’s a pressure system that is predicted to push the hurricane southwest to make landfall anywhere from central Florida to the Keys and I’m somewhere in the middle.

We stocked up on water, batteries, and all the other stuff – better to be safe than sorry. I’m hoping the pressure system turns out to be weaker than the meteorologists are predicting and won’t have the strength to push Dorian over land but instead, it continues north on the Atlantic Ocean, missing the east coast of Florida.

Changing the subject, I’m excited about Colleen Chesebro’s prompt words this week, Character and Wild because I was reminded of Lilith, the main character in the first book of my Fantasy Angels Series, The Fall of Lilith.

**I would like to give a little more insight into her and answer a few readers questions.

 

I’ve been asked, why did I decide to make Lilith both main character and villain in The Fall of Lilith?

My original thought was to make Michael the protagonist and Lucifer the antagonist but then I thought of all the books in existence with the same exact concept and the more I thought about it the more the idea bored me. So I thought, why not make the villain the main character and why not make that character female? I was thrilled to write this story because it was original.

A few readers complained that Lilith never changed but remained evil throughout, never learning her lesson.

Firstly, Lilith did change throughout the story, because she began as a mischievous but not evil young girl. Her goal early on was to please God. As she grew into a teenager, she began to understand that her lofty goal of being first in God’s eyes was not going to be met and began to feel resentful of others who God favored instead.

She became more and more dissatisfied with her position in Floraison (Heaven’s lowest realm) and also began to feel stifled by the laws the angels had to live by in Floraison. Soon, she realized she had natural psychology and was able to influence the other angels. When she managed to influence the most powerful angel and God’s right hand, Lucifer into rebelling against God and starting a war, she became drunk with her own power.

Even after losing the war in heaven and being exiled to Earth she made excuses as to why her plans failed – it was Beelzebub’s fault – Lucifer failed to do his part . . . She became more rebellious, angrier and vengeance, after going through many bad experiences on Earth, became her ultimate goal.

The bottom line is that Lilith never repented and never learned her lesson because like Narcissists she could never admit that she was wrong or that anything was her fault. Everything she did, no matter how bad, was done for good reasons. Also, she was on her way to becoming a demon and demons don’t feel remorse or regret, they just become worse – more evil and perverse. 

In Son of the Serpent Lilith is the villain and a full-blown demon-witch. Does she get her comeuppance? You’ll have to read to find out. 😉

I’ve had one or two readers be angry with me because I made Lilith a woman and an evil character.

First of all, why not? Women can be just as evil as men. In my Psychology studies, I learned about serial killers and although most were men, there were several female serial killers responsible for doing things that would make you sick. Most importantly, Lilith is not a woman. She was an angel turned fallen angel, turned demon – a supernatural creature.

A couple of readers claimed that I didn’t tell the story like it was written in the Bible.

First of all, and I’ve said this before, several times already, The Fall of Lilith is not based on the Bible. There are elements of the Bible in the story as well as certain characters but this is a supernatural fantasy. There are also elements of the Jewish scriptures and stories and characters based on Mythology and Folklore. Very little is said about angels in the Bible and Lilith is not a biblical character. She’s a character from the Jewish scriptures. 

Who was Lilith?

There are so many stories told about Lilith, from being Adam’s first wife, in Jewish scriptures to being a figure of cosmic evil in Medieval Kabbalah.

The traditional depiction of Lilith from ancient Mesopotamia through medieval Kabbalah presents an antitype of desired human sexuality and family life. Lilith not only embodies people’s fears of how attraction to others can ruin their marriages, or of how risky childbearing and raising children are, but also represents a woman whom society cannot control—a woman who determines her own sexual partners, who is wild and unkempt, and who does not have the natural consequences of sexual activity, children. Continue reading . . . Lilith | Jewish Women’s Archive

 

I hope I’ve been able to satisfy some readers’ curiosity about my character Lilith from The Fall of Lilith. If you have any questions you may ask in the comment section below.

 

I wrote an Etheree about Lilith this week.

 

She

was proud

She was vain

She’s never wrong

Feral was her way

Never feeling regret

Her soul needed no guidance

one moment revered and the next

hated and feared. A breeze or cyclone.

Feelings changed about her as the winds shift.

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Character and Wild are this week’s prompt words chosen by Colleen Chesebro ~ The Fairy Whisperer.

*The catch is that we can only use the synonyms to these words in our poems.

Colleen hosts a challenge that anyone could participate in called, Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge every Tuesday, and you have until Sunday to create a post featuring your Haiku, Tanka, Haibun, Etheree or Cinquain poem. She is an author and poet, and also does book reviews and so much more on her blog. Be sure to check it out.

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To my fellow Floridians let’s pray for the best but prepare for the worst. For those who celebrate Labor Day have fun and be safe. Happy Friday, everyone!

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Conversations With Colleen: Meet Author, Vashti Quiroz-Vega, @VashtiQV

16 Aug

Hello, everyone! My books and I are featured at Author, Colleen Chesebro’s blog. I’d like to invite you to visit her blog and check it out. If you enjoy the interview, please share it on social media. I appreciate the support. Happy Friday!

 

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Celebrating Short Stories!

5 Aug

Hello! I hope everyone’s had a great start to the new week. I’m always grateful for your visit.

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Today I will share two short stories I read recently. The first, Voodoo or Destiny: You Decide was written by Jan Sikes. The second, Red Eyes in the Darkness was written by D. L. Finn. Both of these authors are extremely talented storytellers, skilled writers, as well as great supporters of the indie community and overall wonderful people. I truly enjoy their work.

 

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Author Jan Sikes

Bio:

Multi-Award winning author, Jan Sikes, weaves stories in a creative and entertaining way. She has been called a magician and wordsmith extraordinaire by her readers and peers.
Jan self-published a series of four Biographical Fiction books with a musical twist. They chronicle the life of Texas musician, Rick Sikes, a pioneer in the Outlaw Music movement before it ever had a name. She also released a music CD of original songs which match the time period of each story.
Her newest self-pub is a unique book of poetry and art, which combines heartfelt poetry with pen-and-ink drawings.
Jan has written songs, poetry, short stories, screenplays, and novels.
She is passionate about her writing projects and is driven to tell a story with the hope that it might touch someone’s heart or life in a positive way. 

 

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My Review of Voodoo or Destiny: You Decide:

Claire’s husband asked for a divorce after confessing he was in love with another woman. Devastated she turned to her friend Jade who remained by her side to console her.

After polishing off two bottles of red wine, Jade, whose grandmother was one of New Orleans Voodoo Queens, convinces Claire to perform a mock Voodoo ritual ceremony. They dressed the part, lit red candles, and Claire even made a Voodoo doll from yarn, fabric from one of her husband’s shirts, spare buttons, and her husband’s blond hair, retrieved from his comb. Then, she stabbed two pushpins right through the doll’s heart.

The next morning Claire received an alarming phone call which made her and her friend rush out of the house. What happens next will surprise you and you’ll have to decide, was it Voodoo or destiny?

I’d recommend this story to anyone who enjoys fun, quick reads.

 

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Author D. L. Finn

Bio:

D. L. Finn is an independent California local who encourages everyone to embrace their inner child. She was born and raised in the foggy Bay Area, but in 1990 she relocated with her husband, kids, dogs, and cats to Nevada City, in the Sierra foothills. She immersed herself in reading all types of books but especially loved romance, horror, and fantasy. She always treasured creating her own reality on paper. Finally, surrounded by towering pines, oaks, and cedars, her creativity was nurtured until it bloomed. Her creations include children’s books, adult fiction, a unique autobiography, and poetry. She continues on her adventure with an open invitation to all readers to join her.

 

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My Review of Red Eyes in the Darkness:

This well-written short story hooked me from the beginning and kept me at the edge of my seat with its perfect amount of delectable tension in every page.

Cass and her husband, Will were wrongfully accused and arrested for the murder of her sister. In time, they were released for lack of evidence but the damage had already been done. Family and friends no longer wanted anything to do with them and kept away.

During a visit to Cass and Will’s home, Ronald, Cass’s brother-in-law confessed to having killed her sister and threatened to do the same to them.

Cass and Will immediately called the police and informed them of everything Ronald told them but the police didn’t believe them. Ronald was a well-liked and respected individual and he had already gone to the police to tell them awful lies about the older couple. He was the one who framed them and spread rumors about them to family and friends.

Cass and Will were in a terrible predicament but they were not alone. Someone was helping them and it wasn’t the police.

I recommend this riveting short story to lovers of the supernatural.

Connect with D.L. Finn on Social Media:

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Enjoy the week, my friends!