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    July 30

    my blossom

     
    My Blossom is dead.
    she was run over
    crossing from the reserve to come back home in the dark
    crossing the drive and a neighbour hit her.
    My blossom, she's gone.
    I watched her deliver 4 kittens
    and raise them with her sister
    watched her playing in the garden
    with her sister
    with her kittens
    I won't be able to do that anymore.
    My blossom,
    who would curl on my knees and purr
    who would come to sleep beside me when I slept alone
    and greeted me every time i saw her,
    purr beside the fire
    or when I stroked her fur.
    Her little stripey body
    is in a box downstairs
    in the too cold garage 
    she'll never lie in the warm sun again
    or by the door waiting for me to come home
    or in front of the fire with her sister
    or overnight on my daughter's bed.
    But we will remeber her in all these places
    and in out hearts
    We will MISS her so much
    our little stripey blossomy girl
    she was loved
     and she  loved us too
    and it wont be the same without her in our family.
     
    My blossom
    my girly girl
     
     
     
    July 28

    thursday 27

    amazed myself by starting a new piece tonight
     
    inspired by the line: 'Am I worthy?"
     
     cant even remember what that was from- just struck me as a great first line.
     
    have three characters and a page just from that.
     
    Perhaps it wasn't so much writers block as boredom with the novel I'm in the middle of.  
     
     
    July 26

    not much to show for the day is it?

    Beginnings of Chapter 15-

     

    “You really are a nice bloke aren’t you, Jim?”

    Jim leapt back as the bacon popped and sizzled in the pan then glanced round at Christiana. She was eyeing him speculatively over her tea mug.

    “I don’t know, I guess it depends.”

    “Depends on what?’

    “Whether that’s an insult or a compliment,” he said with a grin, even though he thought he’d detected a note of  sarcasm.

    She didn’t answer, just gave him a derisive raise of her eyebrow and sipped at her tea. The bacon popped again and he pushed it around with the spatula.

    Any minute now she was going to bolt, he’d bet on it. Chrissie’d dissappeared into the bathroom as soon as she woke and emerged fully dressed with a covergirl face on. She’d asked after a hairdryer and he’d had to admit he didn’t have one.  She was still pulling at the damp strands, curling them around her fingers.

    Her bag was sitting by the front door, where her coat hung.

    He turned to offer her a reassuring smile, her gaze making him feel self-conscious in his shorts and socks. Maybe she just felt embarrassed or something. He could understand that, in the circumstances.  He hoped that was the problem anyway.

     

     

    So what's your impression of him and her?

    Wednesday 26 July

    Well I had meant to get stuck in and do some writing this morning but, as you can see, its after 11am already and I got sidetracked/distracted again.
    You have to eat- so I got some breakfast- umm what is it callled? questadias I think- two torrtillas with beans and cheese in between with an egg on top- and sat down in front of the PC with my working copy open and reading through a bit trying to decide 'what next?'.
    Then messenger pops up with an email from Spoiled Ink so of course I have to investigate - its a reader list request "who wants to read my stuff?" so I sign in at SI and have a read of this person that wants to be added to my readers. not too many readers already on their page- which is good. Read a piece of hers which is ASTOUNDINGLY GOOD and leave a short comment as there really is nothing to say but that it's fantastic.Add her to my readers happily. Added a bit to my SI profile to direct traffic this way [why I really dont know-my life is distinctly uninteresting LOL]
    Then my neighbour phones to make sure I'm ok as she hasn't seen me in a couple of days- I've had a cold- and we chat for at least 20 minutes. 
    Now I'm here blogging instead of writing.
    And I have to go hang the washing out still too. Its lovely and sunny out at least.   
    Hopefully after I've put the washing out and made another cup of tea I'll get some words down in the right place.
    July 25

    Other illuminations

    You Are a Prophet Soul

    You are a gentle soul, with good intentions toward everyone.

    Selfless and kind, you have great faith in people.

    Sometimes this faith can lead to disappoinment in the long run.

    No matter what, you deal with everything in a calm and balanced way.

    You are a good interpreter, very sensitive, intuitive, caring, and gentle.

    Concerned about the world, you are good at predicting people's feelings.

    A seeker of wisdom, you are a life long learner looking for purpose and meaning.

    You are a great thinker and communicator, but not necessarily a doer.

     


     Your Brain's Pattern

    You have a dreamy mind, full of fancy and fantasy.

    You have the ability to stay forever entertained with your thoughts.

    People may say you're hard to read, but that's because you're so internally focused.

    But when you do share what you're thinking, people are impressed with your imagination.


     Your Hidden Talent

    You are both very knowledgeable and creative.

    You tend to be full of new ideas and potential - big potential.

    Ideas like yours could change the world, if you build them.

    As long as you don't stop working on your dreams, you'll get there.


     

     Your Brain is 53% Female, 47% Male

    Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female

    You are both sensitive and savvy

    Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed

    But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve


      Your Inner Child Is Sad  

    You're a very sensitive soul.

    You haven't grown that thick skin that most adults have.

    Easily hurt, you tend to retreat to your comfort zone.

    You don't let many people in - unless you've trusted them for a long time.

    What the numerologists say

    ***Your Life Path Number is 6*** Your purpose in life is to help others. You are very compassionate, and you offer comfort to those around you. It pains you to see other people hurting, and you do all in your power to help them. You take on responsibility, and don't mind personal sacrifice. You are the ultimate giver. In love, you offer warmth and protection to your partner. You often give too much of yourself, and you rarely put your own needs first. Emotions tend to rule your decisions too much, especially when it comes to love. And while taking care of people is great, make sure to give them room to grow on their own.

    What the astrologers say

    YOUR BIRTHDAY: 5 July (CANCER)
    Your personal ruling planets are Moon and Mercury.
    You possess a most interestingly creative element within your speech. This is the Power of Mercury - the Communicator, who endows you with great thinking capacity, and wit too. Never over-embellish the truth though. Tall tales don't always ring true in the minds of others - and may harm your credibility.
    Frequent changes and a need for continual variety in your life may ultimately become a source of great distraction in your fast paced life. Adhere to one project at a time and follow through with it. You may also attract similar partners - upbeat, fast and irresolute. This could prove a major obstacle to achieving the lasting successes you do desire, but let's face it - you'll never have a dull moment. Your 32nd year may start to slow things down a tad!
    Your lucky colour is green.
    Your lucky gems are Emerald, Aquamarine or Jade.
    Your lucky days of the week Wednesdays, Fridays, Saturdays.

    Your lucky numbers and years of important change are 5, 14, 23, 32, 41, 50, 59, 68, 77.
    Isn't it strange how these seemingly random theories can seem so accurate a portrayal of character?

    Venturing into the unknown....

    Fear. It's a terrible thing isn't it?

    Paralizing. Not sure what I should say- what I WANT to say?

    So do I say nothing at all?

    remain in the obscure....