Thursday, October 30, 2014

Small Story

I posted another short story over on my Thrill or Shiver blog.

Florist Shop Raven, a story about a Goth girl working after school in a Florist Shop.

Have a Happy, Wonderful, Glorious, Spooky, and Safe Halloween tomorrow!

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

In the Mood to Howl

I’ve been watching all the old Addams Family TV Show on DVD.
Thrown in some Charlie Brown, Corpse Bride, and Hocus Pocus…
And I’m in the mood to send my Gothy self out into the world and howl.

I dream of a Gothy Fantasy life.

I want Morticia for a neighbor.  Wouldn’t that be great.  The fun we would have.  And all that Gothy knitting for sure.

And a Cemetery.  I miss living close to a cemetery.  I grew up with one across the street.

Rooms of Gothy fashion.  Way too much for just one closet.  And besides that, I need the closets for my Skeletons.

A Victorian Mansion on a hill, filled with all the Gothic d├ęcor my dark little heart could desire.

Secret passage ways.  Dungeons and a moat.  Caverns under ground.  Bats and tower rooms.

I want it all…

Yes, Howl I feel I must!

Get ready for making your own fun Friends and Fiends…

Halloween is but a few days away.

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

The Meme Conundrum

Oh No! Another “Meme” is going around.  “100 Things”

I have a love/hate relationship with Memes.

They fill the gap when you are running out of babble in your head that others might find interesting.
They help me get back into a blogging groove when other things try to pull my attention away.  And I like to find out about the things others have done or liked.

But I find myself thinking in a chant type of repetition, “This is not a test.  No failure grading will follow.”

Did I tell you my fear of tests and my public humiliation from my failure of them?  Very bad childhood memories of nuns with rulers.  (Now I’m not knocking nuns here.  This was a select few.)  I could tell you stories.  (I do know the right answer.  I just don’t do tests well.)  They never understood.  The memories burn me still.

Yes, I am an adult.  I do know the difference between a Meme for enjoyment and a test.  But the mind is a tricky thing.  It was more than a week of nail biting torture for me to put out the ones I have done lately.

I can stand on my own.  I don’t need anyone else’s approval for my choices.  And I know in my soul that there are no right or wrong answers to these silly things.

Still it may be a while before I do another (If ever).  I need time to recover.  (Back of hand to forehead.)

I’m a bit Meme shy right now.  (Hands held out in front of turned away face to ward off danger.)

I’ll have to think about this Meme business another day.  (Now where did my fainting couch go?  I need to swoon here from the drama.)

Monday, October 27, 2014

10 Things I Hate Having to Deal With

Washing dishes
Sleeping alone
Being sick in bed
Arguing with loved ones
Having to wait for something
Breaking a Ukulele string while playing
Being without my computer
Having someone walk away while you are still talking to them.
Having others make demands of me.
Doing memes

Hang the 10 things for 10 days, in the 10th month thing.
I quit them as of now.
I've told you I’m not good at playing with others or rules.
No more memes from me.

Hoot, hoot, hoot, hoo, HOOOOO!

I woke up this morning to a Hooty Owl making his or her presents known.  I so love that lonely sound.  Calling a lover?  Warning a mate?  I know not why.  Only that it thrills my soul.

Later when I was letting out the dog, I heard the Geese calling high in the air on their way southward, as the dog shuffled his way through the cracking leaves on the ground.

Sound is so wonderful in the crisp Autumn air.  Sharper, more distinct.  It also goes farther without the leaves on the trees and bushes muffling them.  Whispers sound nearer.  Creeping things can’t hide their presents as well as they once did.

Autumn will always be my favorite time of year.  And not for Halloween either.

For me it is the light… the sounds… the opening up of things.

I can see farther into the woods, or down the street, as the trees loose their leaves.  Darkness comes early and lights come on in peoples houses, giving me peeks into their homes before the curtains are drawn.  Daylight turns dapple then pure as the trees open up loosing their canopy of cover.  Nighttime comes early.

There is also a closing in the Autumn.  A moving indoors, nesting and snuggling in.  Filling the larder.  Pulling out the warmer comfort clothing and bedding.  Getting ready for the dead of winter to come.

Soups.  I can and do live on soups.  Comfort foods.  A cup of tea and a good book by the woodstove.

Sunday, October 26, 2014

For the Contest

I wrote a short story over at my Thrill or Shiver story blog for the contest Gothic Gardener is having.

It is called 'The Shovel' because that was the contest theme.

Just click on Thrill or Shiver above for the Blog and all my stories are linked on the side or click the links below for the story itself.

Click the picture below for the contest rules.

I hope you like it.

The Shovel - part 1
The Shovel - part 2

10 Foods I Like To Eat

Homemade (and made with mostly home grown ingredients).

Black Bean Soup
Mock Egg Salad
Lentil Soup
Fruit Smoothie
Lentil Burger
Pumpkin Soup
Black and White Bean Salad
Vegetable Soup
Tossed Salad