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#MusicandMuse – Fertile Garden – #Poetry & #Music

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Who Speaks to you?

What do you Hear?

Shades and Shadows Fullest Bloom,

In the Silent, Empty Room.

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What Dreams Fill your Waking mind?

What Fears Shake your Fragile Thoughts?

Emptiness and hollow Promises,

Masking Guilt that Soft Disguises.

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Hush Tears that Speak your pain,

Children Weeping like Bitter Rain,

Fill this Garden of Fertile Giving,

While I Sleep, Others Are Living!

~Morgan~

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.The Music and Muse category by Morgan shares Poetry and the Music which Inspired it.

Beautiful Music Performed by: Azam Ali

#GuestBlogger – River Boners – Checking for Typos!

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River Boners-  The need to check for typos.

I sent a query letter for one of my short stories to a magazine. Of course, I included the names of my novels in my brief Bio. The New York editor actually called all the way to Hawaii (where I lived at the time) and thanked me for the best typo she’d ever seen!

A couple years ago, I began taking nutritional supplements that have done wonders for my health. Even my fingernails, which normally never grew but flaked instead, now extend a quarter inch past my fingertips. It’s a great sign that the nutritionals help in many ways.

However, my long fingernails now interfere with being able to use the keyboard at warp speed. I press a key with the fingertip, or the side of my fingertip, but the nail depresses the key next to it. As a result, I had to scrutinize my work for typos that never happened before. I’ve kept my nails shorter since then because of that one error in particular that I’ve probably made more than once.

Notice that on the keyboard, the letters e and r are next to each other. When I pressed the e, I also accidentally typed the r with my new fingernail.

The editor called to say that when typing the name of my novel, River Bones, I inadvertently created a typo and wrote River Boners.

So, how have your typos embarrassed you?

Mary Deal, a native of Walnut Grove in California’s Sacramento River Delta, now resides in Scottsdale, Arizona. She was Founder and past President of Kauai Writer’s Roundtable. She is also an artist, photographer and former editor of a print magazine and newspaper columnist.

She is the author of “Legacy of the Tropics,” an adventure trilogy taking place in both the Caribbean and Hawaii, “The Ka,” a paranormal Egyptian suspense, “River Bones – Sara Mason Mysteries Book One,” a thriller that takes place in her childhood hometown area, “Down to the Needle,” a thriller, taking place along the West coast,  and “The Howling Cliffs, Sara Mason Mysteries Book Two,” taking place in the Vietnam jungle and on Kauai in Hawaii. She has also published “Off Center in the Attic,” a collection of over-the-top short stories and flash fiction pieces. “Write It Right – Tips for Authors – The Big Book” is a mega-volume of writing instruction. “Hypno-Scripts – Life Changing Techniques Using Self-Hypnosis and Meditation” is another self-help nonfiction.

River Bones was a Honorable Mention in the Eric Hoffer Book Awards competition and a Finalist in the National Indie Excellence Books Awards (NIEA). The Howling Cliffs won a Bronze in the Global eBook awards. Write It Right-Tips for Authors was a Finalist in the National Indie Excellence Awards (NIEA). Hypno-Scripts was a Finalist in both the International Book Awards and the National Indie Excellence Book Awards (NIEA), as well as winning Silver in the Global eBook Awards. Down to the Needle won a Bronze in the Global eBook Awards. Her flash fiction short story, “The Last This I Do” was nominated for the Pushcart Prize. Her first feature screenplay, Sea Storm, was a Finalist in the Moondance International Film Festival.

Find Her Online

Her Website: https://www.marydeal.com

Amazon Author Page: https://tinyurl.com/3z8pm31

Barnes & Noble: https://tinyurl.com/o7keqf7

FaceBook: https://www.facebook.com/mdeal

Twitter: https://twitter.com/Mary_Deal

Linked In: https://www.linkedin.com/in/marydeal

Google+: https://plus.google.com/u/0/105175192934570097998

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/MaryDeal

 

Her Art Galleries

 

Mary Deal Fine Art – https://www.marydealfineart.com

Island Image Gallery – https://www.islandimagegallery.com

Mary Deal Fine Art and Photography – https://www.facebook.com/MDealArt

LocalMe – https://www.redbubble.com/people/localme

Pinterest – https://www.pinterest.com/1deal

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~Mary Deal ~

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#GuestBlogger – Lisa Lowell – One Writer’s Inspiration

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One Writer’s Inspiration by Lisa Lowell

So often the first question, after people discover I’m a writer, is ‘Where do you get your ideas?’  I love this question because it allows me to stretch my muse beyond the limitations of an elevator pitch most people want when they ask ‘What’s your book about?’, a query I deplore.  So, where does the flow originate?

Perhaps I am an alien in this aspect, but my simple reply is The Universe.

Sometimes I’ve written scenes based on a pink elm leaf drifting in a rain puddle, a few repetitive notes on a piano, a long drive home at night in the rain and even a rediscovered screwdriver tangled up in the spaghetti of wiring behind my computer desk.  One song, Lindsey Sterling’s Crystalize, practically drove a relationship between two characters in my book Heart Stone.   Those few flashes of experience fit into some orphan scene on which I am meditating at the time, and the magic is done.

Then there are the characters.  I never base my characters on individuals I’ve met or know.  It’s unusual in the writing community perhaps, but I cannot even give you a specific person who has inspired any of them.  The characters are an amalgam of me, how I want to be or at the least how I perceive myself.  Owailion is the practicality and ruthless pragmatism I can’t seem to break in myself.  Somewhere inside I harbor Raimi’s pitiful self-esteem, thinking she will ruin everything she touches, and I have the withered computers and cell phones to witness that.  Vamilion’s wretched patience is what keeps me going to face rooms full of thirteen-year-olds every day and tending a Parkinson’s patient every night.  Perhaps I just wish I had Honiea’s gifts.  All my characters are, unfortunately, uniquely, a slice of me.

But how do you get your ideas, they wail.  Simply put, from God.  I know my writing is a gift and I do not use it I will be held accountable.  So, I write.  The ideas come in dreams, in twists in my own life, or in curious, ‘I wonder what would happen if…’ moments.  I just recently finished a sci-fi/dystopian novel sparked by a friend living in Denver.  She came here to Oregon a few years ago and never got to the ocean.  I wrote a book to take the ocean to her.  Poof, an entire book where the world is flooded and Denver is a coastal city.  The Wise Ones series started as a drawing by Andre’ Norton in her Gryphon books.  I drew the castle in the illustration and then wondered who would live in such a masonry confection.  I found her in Tiamat, the Sea Queen.  When I wrote that story of how a mousy little girl could become a queen worthy of that scenery, through her trials, I had the makings of an entire nine-book series.

It was serendipity at its best.  So, you see, I could never squeeze the universe into an elevator pitch.  Thank you for listening to a slightly longer version.

Bio – Lisa Lowell has been writing for most of her life, focusing mostly on historical fiction, fantasy and science fiction, anywhere anything is possible.  She has three children and lives with her husband Pat in Oregon.  She teaches middle-school English because she has a masochistic streak that led her into being an author in the summer.

 

https://www.facebook.com/vikingauthor/

www.magicintheland.com

http://mybook.to/Talismans

http://mybook.to/LeyLines

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Dragon Image:  Imzuli in White by Paula Litchfield

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#FridayFantasy – Crimson – #YAFantasy #Book #Teaser

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Turning the shadowy corner, she thought to press on, in spite of the many Legionnaires filling the encampment; crowding round its many sulfur braziers with faces half-covered to protect themselves from the malodorous fumes while hoping to extract some measure of warmth from the ineffectual fires.  Disguised beneath the veil of bent light she had cast round herself in order to traverse the dangerous avenues of the Uunglarda unseen, Ilys stepped onward lightly without a sound or any indication of her presence; yet as she came to the end of the street, where a black tent marked the Centurion’s quarters,  a Legionnaire in crimson leather strode purposefully into the middle of the street, stopped directly in her path, and glared at her.

She froze; catching her breath and refusing to breathe so not to give herself away as her mind spun, seeking some means of escape.  She remained invisible behind the ripple of light she bent round herself, but his crimson stare pierced into her from beneath a broad, brown leather bandana, which kept his shoulder-length, jet black hair from falling into his eyes.  In the mustiness and reek of the Bathracht encampment, he had turned the collar of his coat up and had cinched it tightly to avert some measure of the noxious fumes poisoning the air. He stood unmoving with his arms crossed assertively across his broad chest while, in an incongruously non-threatening gesture, his held his wings tightly folded behind him.

Hesitating long enough to make it clear that he was aware of her, regardless of her invisible guise; he stared at her fixedly and his crimson gaze sent a shiver through her.  Memory served her well, but in a realm where nearly all the inhabitants had blood-hued eyes, she could not distinguish him from the many other Legionnaires that had, at one time or another since her Integration, used her for sport or had been forced to do so.  Fear blended with anger that mixed with hatred within her, boiling into a rage that was nearly uncontrollable; still, she was not foolish enough to think she would be capable of injuring a Demonfey who towered nearly fourteen inches over her and whose physique boasted unmistakably of his strength.

“Yes, I can see you.”  His voice was little more than a hoarse whisper, but it sent a shudder through her that made her teeth chatter…..

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A preview of Dark Fey:  Breaking Into The Light

The Epic YA Fantasy Trilogy Dark Fey is set in the fantastical realm of Jyndari, a world of beauty, magic, Bright Light and Devouring Darkness. It relates a story about the Life-changing Strength of Hope, the Value of Acceptance, and the world-changing Power of Forgiveness through a tale that is brutally beautiful.   

The only way to achieve Peace is to become Peace.  

The Reviled: http://mybook.to/thereviled

Standing In Shadows: http://mybook.to/standinginshadows

Breaking Into The Light: http://mybook.to/BreakingLight  

Dark Fey Official Website:  https://allthingsdarkfey.wixsite.com/feyandmusings 

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Extraordinary Original Artwork by:  fuka-enrique at deviantart.com 

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#FridayFantasy – Liason – #Poem of #Seasons

 

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Softly she calls to him

A Breathless whisper upon the wind,

Shapeless

Drifting

Passion blossoming to him Whim.

 

Delicately she urges him

A Tender Caress through ephemeral time

Taunting

Teasing

Yearning Cradling his Transient Rhyme.

 

Tenderly he speaks to her

Tempering his Ardent Rush

Calming

Soothing

Smiling at her Lavish Blush.

 

Softly he calls to her

A Breathless murmur upon Falling Leaves

Passing

Clasping

Longing Unceasing,

Gathering the harvest of her fertile sheaves.

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~Morgan~

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Beautiful Photography found on Google Image search.  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Photographer.  Thank You~

Beautiful Original Artwork by:  sktneh at deviantart.com

#FridayFantasy – Hide and Seek – #Fantasy #Poetry

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Enchantment Rules the Game

Where the Game Rules Enchantment

Seeking One

Finding None

Hide and Seek Predicament

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~Morgan~

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Beautiful Artwork found on: Fairies, dragons and other mythological creatures Facebook. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Artist. Thank You~

#ThankfulThursdayReblogs – Richard Ankers — Dragonscale Clippings

Welcome back to my Escape Pod Interview series. If you’re not familiar with this kind of post, please read the back story at Escape Pod Emulation! So, let’s open the Escape Pod door and find who’s managed to escape today… Hello there! It’s Richard Ankers! What 5 items have you brought with you? The first […]

via EPod Interview with Richard Ankers — Dragonscale Clippings

Definitely Thankful for this guy! A Great Writer…and a marvelous Friend.  If you’ve not experienced his particular brand of prose or fantasy/steampunk/sci-fi writing, you will LOVE visiting his blog.  Even if you have

#ThoughtfulThursday – The Deepness of Tranquility – #MeditativePoetry

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When in the Hush of twilight,

As the golden orb of shimmering light descends

And all the earth sits breathless,

Anticipation building in purest paradox;

As sound and silence mingle,

Tempting and taunting each other in the Stillness,

Close, then, the eyes that seek;

Perceive the Deepness of Tranquility.

 

As the rush and hurry all around

Pounds and drives, spins and screeches,

Drumming calamity into bone;

Throw off the shackles of terrestrial Being,

Sigh Deep and Long in Sweet Eventide’s Song

and Know the Deepness of Tranquility.

 

While thoughts spiral in dizzying notions

Delving the depths of Contemplation’s immense ocean

And perplexity flirts with Certainty;

Break the chains that bind your Spirit,

Listen to Serenity;

Be Still and Hear it!

And as the world goes rushing by

Your Dreams will take flight

To Shimmer and Fly.

 

Amid the Deep Sweet Song of Burgeoning Life

Taste the Deepness of Tranquility

And Release your strife!

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~Morgan~

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Beautiful Photograph found on Pinterest.  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Photographer.  Thank You~

#WordlessWednesday – Misty Mornings

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~Morgan~

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Beautiful Photography found on Google.  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Amazing Original Photographers.  Thank You!

#WordlessWednesday – Wondering the Wold

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~Morgan~

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Beautiful Photography found on Google.  Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Amazing Original Photographers.  Thank You!