Waiting For Spring

A  little something I wrote years ago:

Though winter has only just begun, I am already longiong for time of year when trees bud and flowers bloom.

Ah sweet spring, how I long for you to begin. The  green carpet of grass under my feet, soft and warm. A new beginning for all living things. With the event of spring other magical happenings take place. What you ask?  Why, what every red blooded boy and girl, man and woman looks forward to the hunting, oops sorry, of The “Mating Season”

Eyes meet across a crowded room with that come hither look, a smile, a nod and then…what?! I don’t remember!What does happen next? Its been so long since I’ve been out in that jungle, that I wouldn’t know the mating call if it hit me on the head.

I think to myself, is that guy with his shirt open to navel, gold chains intangled in his hairy chest winking at me, or does he just have something in his eye. I hope its the latter. The fellow who is swaying to the music the DJ is playing, inviting me to join him in the dance, or is he asking my friend Bob? Maybe he is just rutting and marking his territory for all to see with an open invitation for whoever.

To catch that certain someone we strive to make ourselves more attractive by wearing the right make-up, clothes, have the perfect hair style, go to the gym, and diet that goes for men and women, make-up not excluded for men. Then to garner more attention, we improve our minds by keeping up with current events and reading the latest best sellers.

At least some people who are looking for that certain someone will atttempt to keep themselves abreast  of the times and not just baseball scores. We go to the hottest clubs, social events, gyms and even church with the best we have and hig hopes.

And for what? You catch the eye of that good looking hunk or allow him to catch yours; he speaks, you realize he is short about 3 brain cells. What a waste of time and effort. Or is it? Men and women should be able to meet on a honest common ground, without all the trappings.

Then again, half the fun is getting to look your best and delving into the mystery that is called the” Mating Game.'”

How do you like it?


Well here I am trying to think of something to write. Something interesting, something for people to think about.  I really don’t think I have to worry about  though, I don’t think anyone reads this blog. I don’t think anyone really reads the other one either.That’s OK this is for me to write. So if I am not working on my book at least I am doing some writing somewhere and that is what matters.

I need to tie myself down and just write.  I have the ideas I just need to finish one of them.

The RWA chapter I am in is really great. We do things every month. workshops which are great. I need to get myself to a writers convention. I’ve only been to one and I didn’t enjoy all that much. But that was a couple of years ago. Actually I worked the conference Albacon. I think not enough to do and I didn’t know that many people. Not that I was afraid to say hi and talk to  people. I did, met some really nice people other writiers and that was great.

I think enough for now I am going to relax and finish the book I am reading.

I have run into him in the past and just tried to stay away from him. Its a shame really but I just didn’t like the person he had become.  The really sad thing is that he died, alone. The mailman noted that his mail was not being picked up. The mailman went to the building manager and he went to check on him. He had been dead for a few days. It was a closed casket.

It saddens me that he died alone.  Just about a month before his 63rd birthday. So much for retirement.  He never remarried, never had children. He did have a family that loved him and they will miss him. I think a heart attack. He had very high blood pressure during his twenties up to his mid-thirties.

He was such a fun person and could tell the best stories and that is what I am going to remember.  We had a lot of phone before we married. Getting married ruined the good times. Such a shame but it really was never meant.

I just hope he goes where ever he is supposed to. Maybe meet my sister and parents, you never know maybe we do go somewhere when we die.

so shame on me. There are too many things going on.  I will try to do better. I am blogging on blogger but I don’t always remember to blog there either.

I think I am just a bad blogger. I’m really not sure what I should be blogging about. I am not published. Still working on my first book. It’s a paranormal mystery romance or maybe an urban,I’m not sure yet.

It’s about a psychic who sees what others can not see.  She is also full of magic but she doesn’t know that yet.  She teaches others to be psychic.  (this is something that is true, I went to school to learn).

Of  course it will have the usual suspects, I mean supernaturals. I myself am not into Vampires. To me they have to be cold, very cold and of course dead. they are hard all over not just their penis’.  Remember, they are dead.  I don’t care how good-looking they are or how sorry they are for eating and killing all those people. They are still dead. I just can’t get away from that fact. Maybe if they drained someone a minute before he throws the heroine on the bed and has his way with her. Maybe then they might be a little warm.

But that is just my opinion.  I know that there are so many people who like vampires. The bad boys of the supernaturals.

I will keep with my were’s, witches and wizards.  But I will write whatever people want to read.

Oh boy I kind of forget I had this blog. Shame on me.  Not that much to write anyway. I haven’t written anything for my novel and that’s my bad. Signed upped for two classes and I didn’t finish either one. My lap top went bluey on me and I had to do a restore so I lost a lot of my stuff. I did make copies of my photos, the ebooks I had, plus my own outlines and novel.  So I will have to work from that.

I had another meet with my cohorts from the Capital Region writers. I think it went very well and things were decided and I  think we will have a great conference. I will be blogging about the conference in a few days. Just to tease you all, Annette Blair and Angela Knight will be at the conference. There will be a book signing with some great authors. It will be a ball. Enough for now. I will be back.

It took me a little bit of time to figure this out. I wanted to get rid of the “Hello World”, while it is a nice greeting from wordpress I thought the first comments should be from me. So about me; I am a reader. I will and have read anything handed or recommended to me as long as the story is interesting and the writing is good. So far I have been very lucky, there are few books that I have had to put aside. The ones where the writing was so bad that I couldn’t make heads or tails out of the story.  Since I am such a reader, and here I must tell you that I owe that all to my Mother for introducing me to the Bobbsey Twins and then Trixie Belden and cherry Ames and Sue Barton and so many more books that I could name, but wait there is one more that should be known, Nancy Drew.

So thanks Mom, I would not be the person I am today if you hadn’t shared your love of reading with me.

Since I love to read I thought that a natural progression would be to write.  I don’t know if I will be any good but I am trying. My Prof. in college gave me A’s for my writing. It was a creative writing course. I really enjoyed it.  A short story, a first chapter and my one and only poem. I wish I could remember it. It was funny. Very short but funny.

I have set myself the task of writing a romance with a dead body or two and maybe a demon or a shape shifter here and there. Don’t to keen on the vampires. I am getting better at tolerating them as love objects. Its just the cold dead body, the cold hard everywhere body. Think on it; they die and they come back, but what happens if they were embalmed? They would come back hard all over. Thinking of a cold hard body next to mine does not put me in a romantic mood. But, I digress.

After reading so many books I thought that I would write one. It is strange to me, when I think about it, I wanted to write a mystery with a  paranormal twist. I thought and even mentioned it to my husband, that I thought paranormal would be the way to go.  Saying that, the next time I went to Barnes and Noble checking out the books, I find a book by Laurie, I think the name was and she had written a romantic suspense with paranormal overtones. My book. Well, not my book but that is what I thought the next biggie in the industry would be, and I was write, ha a written pun.

This book I found back to the early 2000’s. I don’t really remember the year. It really doesn’t at this point in time. What I did was go to school to become a psychic. To get a better understanding of what I really wanted to write about. The classes were great and feelings were wonderful. I must admit though at one point in one I think it was the second year, we did something with the cabinet or whatever you want to call it. It was a corner in the room that was charged with such energy. I was sitting on the other side of the room. I saw a doorway in the wall, I felt…something, I thought it was something coming into me, It was so strange. When I told my teacher Charlene, she said no, nothing coming into me, it was me going back into my body. I thought about that, I don’t think she was right. I don’t know what it was, what happened, why I felt what I did. I do know that I didn’t leave my body and go somewhere else. I think I would have known that.

I enjoyed the two year that I was there. I took an extra course to be an Intuitive consultant. I’ve been registered for the last three-four years now. It is really a shame that I haven’t done anything with it. I do know that I would like to go back and finish the courses and maybe I will. I was going for the psychic medium. Who knows, maybe I will get it done. One of the reasons I was doing this besides my interest in psychic ability was to be able to write about this for a character in a book. I still intend to do that. Its just everything takes time.

Time is something I think I have a lot of. When it comes down to it I really don’t. I have an office that I can lock myself into and not be bothered but I don’t want to be in there, there is nothing to stimulate me in there. My husband took the TV out and put it downstairs. He thinks I should have quiet. Silly man. So I stay in the living room sitting on the couch with the TV on. Right now there is a show on about haunting of New York, where I live. They are talking about Beardsley Castle, a restaurant that I have gone to with my class.  the restaurant is in New York State about 50 miles northwest of Albany. Nice place. I should tell my husband that we should go.

So back to my writing. I have a few ideas that I think are pretty good. My cousin Theresa is also trying to write, she does have a hard time finding the time to do it. So much is going on with her. I think that we will write at least one book together. Its a storyline that I think will be very cool. Something that I have not read in any book. I also have ideas for at least two more books. All single title. Which is fine, but I would like to do a series. I enjoy reading them so its write what you know and like.

I think, as my first blog its not to bad. It is getting late and I am getting tired.

Not really anything about me though. Which is what I wanted to write about. An introduction to me. Next time.

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