Earlier this year, I applied one of my short stories to an anthology and was accepted. Well, here is the information for it!!! ***EEEEKKKK***I did a little excited dance in my chair, Can’t help it. Okay, no more talking, here it is! Harvey Duckman presents the third in a series of collected works of suspense and mystery in the genres of science fiction, fantasy, horror and steampunkery… This anthology features work by exciting new voices in speculative fiction, including both established authors and previously unpublished writers. These short stories give a glimpse into some fantastic worlds that are already out there for you to enjoy, as well as a taste of more to come. Volume 3 includes stories by: Peter James Martin Ben McQueeney A.L. Buxton R. Bruce Connelly Phoebe Darqueling Melissa Wuidart Phillips Marios Eracleous Nate Connor James Porter Joseph Carrabis Cheryllynn Dyess Erudessa Gentian Liz Tuckwell JL Walton Amy Wilson As well as a bonus ‘Harvey Duckman’ story by Mark
Today, I have a guest post featured on fellow Fantasy and Sci-Fi Author Support Group member, Timothy Bateson, blog. The topic…Dark Spirits. Take a moment and check it out and all the other special posts he will have this month! Click the pic!
Mabon 2019 will begin on Saturday, September 21 and ends on Sunday, September 29. How will you celebrate? “Mabon is a pagan harvest festival which is celebrated on the Autumnal Equinox each year – around September 21st through September 24th. Also known as Harvest Home, this holiday marks the middle of the harvest cycle – when both the days and nights are of equal length. It is a time to reap what you sow, a time to give thanks to Mother Earth for the bounty she provides and a time to rest after bringing in the crops. It is also the second holiday on the Wheel of the Year, which includes other harvest festivals such as Lammas and Samhain.” (Holiday Calendar) For me, I’ve decorated around the house and will eat a nice meal by myself and give my personal thanks to Mother Earth for her bounty.
I see it way too often. Parents not letting their boys play with dolls or their girls play football for the fear of them “turning” gay. I shake my head in annoyance with them. A doll, kitchen set, doctor set, football, or anything else will not influence the sexuality of a child. If that is your fear then I think you have your priorities all out of sorts. I’d be more concerned that my child would grow up to be a drug dealer, a murderer, a rapists, or a person who commits mass shootings. These are the things you should focus on. The sexuality of a child is NOT influenced by the things they play with. I grew up running the woods. Digging in the dirt. Playing football. Wearing boys clothes. I am very much a straight woman. I know men who grew up playing with dolls and cooking sets…they are very much straight. But I’ve committed crimes and so
While. the country mourns for the losses from our most recent mass shootings, I see people sending prayers and thoughts. Here is where the unpopular opinion will come in – prayers and thoughts will do no one any good but the person sending them and usually even then its not done. Prayers and thoughts won’t stop the madness infecting our countrymen who think it’s okay to take out their frustrations by pulling triggers and killing people. Prayers and thoughts won’t bring back a single soul who was taken from this world and sent on their next journey. Prayers and thoughts won’t change the laws or the mindset of our politicians. What we need is civil action – NON VIOLENT responses but in your face responses. Want to make a change – think of solutions. Whether you blog about it, write your politicians, have a sit-in, or a rally – get the attention of those who can make the changes by
All my life I had to be very independent and yet now life makes me very dependent on others. In the last few years, that need has grown exponentially. I’ve started having neurological issues and was diagnosed with peripheral neuropathy of both upper and lower limbs. Before that I had had two ankle surgeries to correct issues that has plagued me since I was a teenager. I’ve had more medical surgeries, tests, and appointments in the last four years that I’ve had all my entire life…forty seven years! My mobility is limited. I’m not allowed to lift more than ten pounds which means technically I should never pick up a single one of many grandchildren. I can’t pull or push things that are too heavy as it strains my back that is now (as the doctor describes) a ‘ticking time bomb’ because in the last year and a half my L5-S1 has gone from minor to severe with issues. I
I’m sure you are wondering why I use such vague titles. Well, the shorter the title the shorter the URL. That’s really why! Plus it intrigues people and then they tend to want to see what I’m up to! In relation to my social media life Then… I was very quite about politics and religion on all social media platforms. Kept to sharing basic emotions and nothing too high on the scale of creating a stir. I always felt religion and politics were fire intensive and didn’t want to kick the hornets nest. Now… I post about everything. The whole point about this blog was for readers to get to know me…the real me. The me behind the pages of my work, behind the closed door of my life. To know me is to know my passions and understand why I write the way I do. I’m temperamental, easily triggered (although not as much as even ten years ago), and
When you are finally allowed to be yourself an get complete acceptance its the most amazing feeling ever. Growing up I was always the ‘black sheep’ along with one of my cousins. Her and I were the two outsiders in our family. We didn’t look like anyone in our families and we got worst of the treatments from many of the elders in the family. As adults we’ve worked hard to break the cycles of accepting the difference in our family members and most our children. Acceptance allows the individual to grow with positive self-esteem and allows them to grow into better adults. Remember to always respect the differences of others and accept them for those. Knowing that I am accepted for who I am without reservation gives me strength to show the world, and not hide behind a facade. The more real a person can be the better that person will be.
A lesson I learned in my life is that through all the pain we must discover why life is still precious. At each stage of my life, I did this. It’s the only thing that kept me going to be quite honest. When I tell people the story of my life they ask, how did you stay sane? I only reply, to be honest I have no idea. Three of my kids know about 80% of what I went through and I think that is one of the reason they respect me so much. I took that pain and turned it into love and determination to do better and be better than those before me. I made sure to break as many cycles as I was able to in order to not pass those onto my children. Pain is different for everyone – whether its inflicted from our parents or friends or the one we love…it happens. It’s what we