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• June 27, 2023

  Linguistics

  I am working on a fantasy series. One of the characters, Esperanza (means hope in Spanish), is a name derived from Latin/Romance languages. I was thinking, hope is not Latin based. It is actually Saxon based! I felt intelligent for thinking of that connection. For example, Danish– haber (hoopa), dutch– hoop (hope), Norwegian–Hop (hope),etc. Crazy…
• June 23, 2023

  Be you

  So much of your life is defined as trying to belong. I’ve always been the person that someone says, “Oh it’s just Lisa. She is always in her own world. Any most of the time I was happy to be “in my own world”. I always loved the song from Roger and Hammerstein’s Cinderella. She…
• June 22, 2023

  Sneak Peek

  Here is scene from my current book project. It is still in the very early stages; and this scene has been on my cloud for several years, now. 😉 “Eden, Thea. Wake up. A guest has arrived. We need your help downstairs right away.” Their father shook Eden and her younger sister out of  deep…
• June 12, 2023

  Sonnet 1

  Virgilia’s Sonnet  Mine dear brave Caius for whom I have such love There is no real great beauty in thou fight; Thou make me cooped in cage like mourning dove Why do thou love tremendous zeal and might? Come thee mine husband  to thy humble home I ask thee tell not me of battles evil…
• May 31, 2023

  Realization

  I am not fragile. I am not an invalid. I am not stupid. I do not have a learning disability. I am not unorthodox. I AM ME.  I am a fighter. I am intelligent. I don’t learn in the standard way. I am intuitive.  I AM ME. I  am not depressed. I am not anxious. I…
• April 13, 2023

  Circa 39 AD

  This short story, written for a college creative writing class, was inspired by one of my favorite historical fiction books, The Robe, by Lloyd C. Douglas. It was made into a movie in 1953, starring Jean Simmons, Richard Burton, and Victor Mature. If you like the old Hollywood epics, definitely look this up. “Diana! Where…
• March 19, 2023

  Collection of Short Poems

  These poems are written as an attempt to describe the pain and despair caused by migraines. Constant Caller Weeping fills my days, Pain a constant caller, The voices of my wailing echo in my ears. My dry eyes lie about my soul. My soul longs for  place far away,  far away from here.  A place…
• March 13, 2023

  Reflection

  Reflecting on The Labe I hear the blowing wind, quacking, croaking ducks tweeting, twittering birds. When first I looked upon this water, it was new; I’d never knew I’d be here. Now two years have past since first I saw it. Here I sit, Reflecting on The Labe I have know joy. I have know…
• March 7, 2023

  Before Apple Picking

  My kitchen table standing on the ground covered with hardwood floor. Pouring rain came down from the sky pounding on my door. I wanted to go apple picking but the rain had stopped my  plans. I fell asleep sitting at my table wishing for the essence of the winter fruit, on my hands and in…