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Hello there, Have we met? 

Hello there, Have we met? 

Ahoy me hearties! I’ve been so preoccupied lately, I forgot I had a blog. Not really but when life does what it does best and everything piles in, sometimes you just need a self-enforced time-out. That’s not to say I haven’t gotten lost in the time suck of social media but I have also been reading a lot more here lately. I’ll give you a brief glimpse into my recent library. 

Beth Teliho’s wonderful YA book, Order of Seven was a breath of fresh air and full of suspense, enough so that I had trouble finding a stopping point to put it down. I didn’t want to miss anything and I wanted to find out what was going to happen next. 

Kimberly Jayne’s Take my Husband Please was a light-hearted look at divorce. Her describing the bumbling accidents made me laugh out loud but also made my poor klutzy heart feel better knowing maybe I’m not the only person who has endured self-inflicted injuries. 

Then there is the incomparable Helena Hann-Basquiat. What can be said about her books? Only that they are incredible, well written, thought provoking and sometimes funny as all get out! The two most recent by her that I read was Leaving Arcadia and Penelope, Countess of Arcadia. Coming from and living mostly in small towns, I identified with Leaving Arcadia. We have all known families like these and wether they were friends or just the family everyone knew about, you knew their stories and you always hoped things would work out for the best and when they didn’t, you just shake your head and “tsk, tsk” the injustice, knowing it will never change and wondering what is wrong in this world. 

Penelope was written as a Shakespearian type play. It was fun to read and I found myself re-reading portions just to get the “voice” right. Seeing modern phrases written in language like that made it that much more fun.  

The other reading I have been doing is lots of poetry. Hastywords, Laura A Lord, T.A. Woods, just to name a few. The problem with reading poetry is I get words rattling around in my head and I find myself trying to make them make sense (unsuccessfully, mostly), but the following group of words (I won’t call it a poem, seem like an insult) won’t leave me alone so I wrote them down (and typed them out too)! So I’ll add this one to some of the other terrible poetry I have posted here on this journey. Feel free to critique, all suggestions, good bad and indifferent, are welcome. 
What has happened

Just tried to keep pace

When did my life 

Become such a race
The weeks fly by

The months a blur

The calendar flashes

The years that were
Life and love

Family and friends

Pursuit of happiness

When does it end
I’ve hit the wall

Out of gas

Spinning my wheels

Going nowhere fast
When the final is written 

And my story is read

Will my checkered past fly

Like a flag overhead



Posted by on July 2, 2015 in Random Wanderings


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