Stormy Peace

Though the thunder rolls
And the wind rages, I am
Filled with profound peace.

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Oh, Beautiful Day!

It’s a beautiful day
With the sun in the sky,
But I’m trapped at my desk,
Just wanting to cry.

But I can’t do that,
So instead I just sigh.

Tomorrow will be
Another beautiful day,
And if I’m lucky,
I’ll get to go out and play,

Or at least bask in the sun.
Either way, it’s sure to be fun!

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Bring Me Sunshine

How I long for the sun,
For the warm summer air
And a song on the breeze.

How I loathe the steel clouds,
The gray winter sky
And the icy cold rain.

Bring me sunshine,
Bring me joy,
Bring me starry, starry nights.

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Melancholy Autumn

The change in weather’s had a wonderful effect on my imagination. Here for you, then, is an almost-sonnet (almost because the rhyme scheme isn’t quite right and my head hurts too much to make it work) that I hope you’ll enjoy.

IMG_20140305_084531Where once the summer breeze
Blew soft and sweet,
Now the winter wind
Whips leaves around my feet.

Where once the summer sun
Shone brightly in the sky,
Now the winter clouds
Freeze the tears within my eye.

Where once the summer lark
Sang sweetly in my ear,
Now the winter crow
Screams at me in fear.

Lovely summer, why must you go,
And leave me frozen in the snow?

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Ten things

With Labor Day now but a memory, I feel it’s time to kick my blog back into high gear. And by high gear, I mean posting more than once a month.

Because, you know, I’m a writerly type. And writerly types write.



Okay, then. It’s been a while! I’m still trying to make my head stop spinning after the whirlwind that was my summer, which I truly can’t believe is over already. It’s true what they say – the older you get, the faster time passes. And with that in mind, here are some of the ways I spent my time this summer:

  1. Camping. A lot. Camping includes, but is not limited to, swimming, tubing, hiking, fishing, playing cards, roasting marshmallows, grilling, and touring maize mazes, nature centers, petting zoos, and museums.
  2. Not writing. I’m finally starting to feel the ideas…

Summer Brine

There’s salt in the air,
And butter;

The tangy brine of summer
Hangs heavy all around.

I can almost taste the sweet fresh corn,
Can almost feel the watermelon juice
Dripping down my chin.
The snap of fresh green beans
Rings loud across the yard,
An echo of summers gone,
Or maybe of summers yet to come.

There’s salt in the air,
And butter,

The tangy brine of summer,
And I am filled with joy.

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Last Breath

The sun shines brightly
Overhead, and the sky is
A beautiful blue.

But the air…it burns.
It crackles as it licks my
Arms and singes my

Skin. The air is thick.
Heavy. Oppressive. Crushing.
It steals every breath.

But the sun shines on.
And from behind closed windows,
It’s a lovely day.

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Adventure time!

Can you believe June is half gone already? It seems to me like school just ended. Hard to believe that was two weeks ago already. At this rate, my little Cricket bug will be heading off to kindergarten before I know it!

*counts weeks left of summer*

Only ten weeks left. That’s not nearly enough summer! 😀

I had great plans for this summer. Plans for writing and querying. Plans for camping and adventure. Plans for fun. But after a spring filled with revisions left me sapped of my writerly mojo, I haven’t written a word in weeks. So what have I been doing?

Well, I have been camping. Twice, even. We had an adventure at the campground pond this past weekend, and an adventure in an antique store on our first camping trip. Said antique store had a calligraphy set, complete with a pen, four nibs, ink, and instructions for several different calligraphy styles, for only a dollar. I’ve taken up the pen a couple of times, but with less-than-stellar results. I can’t wait till I have more than a half hour at the very end of a long day to get in some practice. 🙂

I’ve listened to birds singing, cats fighting, and thunder crashing. I’ve seen roads washed out and rivers raging. And I’ve read a couple of fantastic books.

Yes, books. Glorious, wonderful books.

I’ve always got something to read with me, but it’s been a while since that something was a book. And not just one book – two books! I’ve read two books in the last two weeks, and it’s been a very long time since that happened last.

Oh, you want to know which books I’ve been reading? Very well, then… (Please be warned: mild spoilers lie ahead.) 🙂