Shannon MacLeod's Blog, page 15

The Suspense is Terrible…I Hope It’ll Last

Just taking time for a quick update on critical issues:

Yes, the white cat is still lurking in the flower beds, scaring the living shit out of me by hurling its body against my apartment window with all the subtly of a bomb explosion. The site managers have been most sympathetic, listening to my shell shocked complaints. It has now come to light the cat is a stray that has adopted this complex as her home, due no doubt in part to the kindly but misguided folk who feed this fluffy little spawn...

The Suspense is Terrible…I Hope It'll Last

Just taking time for a quick update on critical issues:

Yes, the white cat is still lurking in the flower beds, scaring the living shit out of me by hurling its body against my apartment window with all the subtly of a bomb explosion. The site managers have been most sympathetic, listening to my shell shocked complaints. It has now come to light the cat is a stray that has adopted this complex as her home, due no doubt in part to the kindly but misguided folk who feed this fluffy little spawn ...

Aggravation Comes on Little Cat Feet

I'm a tolerant person. Really I am. In spite of my Gael heritage, it takes a lot to piss me off.

Lafayette, we have arrived.

The current bane of my existence is a small white cat with a calico mask and under any other circumstances pretty multicolored patches on her back. Right now this fur bearing rodent is clinging to my screened window and yowling obscenities at my own cats, who have begun to resemble black bristle brushes. From them I'm getting lots of "fix this" glares, sniffs of disdain a...

It’s Official!

My paranormal romance entitled The Celtic Knot: Suit of Cups will be published by Lyrical Press! I don’t have the release date yet, but I’ll let you know as soon as I do. Stay tuned for further details. In the meantime, here’s the blurb to whet your appetites:

The balance may hang on the turn of a card…

Lily has her whole life planned out; she’ll live if not happily, then at least ever after. She’s got a great job working with her college sweetheart at his family’s insurance agency, and once sh...

It's Official!

My paranormal romance entitled The Celtic Knot: Suit of Cups will be published by Lyrical Press! I don't have the release date yet, but I'll let you know as soon as I do. Stay tuned for further details. In the meantime, here's the blurb to whet your appetites:

The balance may hang on the turn of a card…

Lily has her whole life planned out; she'll live if not happily, then at least ever after. She's got a great job working with her college sweetheart at his family's insurance agency, and once...

Moby and Nitrous

The verdict is a severe sinus infection and laryngitis.

I finally broke down and saw a doctor this afternoon for my general state of unwellness, prompted by a suspicion that what I thought was just a funky cough might actually be turning into bronchitis. No, I'm not a Virgo, just terribly, terribly aware of what's going on with my body. And, quite honestly, I sound like a squeaky toy.

 I'm now rolled up into a ball of silk nightshirt and cotton afghan, tripping on decongestants and listening ...

Circle

Yesterday/tomorrow

it's one and the same

many will enter

but few play the game

play if you will

but you must be aware

it's a game of the spirits

so mortals, take care

one and the same

separate as one

as soon as you'll end it

again, it's begun

rarely a circle

so transparent you'll find

try if you want to

but it's all in the mind.

Unrequited

I lit a candle and wrote a letter to you

I have no pride on lines and spaces

Pouring my heart out, giving flight to my innermost feelings

The ones I cannot voice

Gods how I want you

How the very need for you leaves

A longing ache deep in my bones

My skin burns for even your incidental touch

My emptiness, only you can fill

The hollowness, banished with but a whispered word

I want you

I need you

Sweet water to my parched soul

You hold the spark to awaken my slumbering passion

 

In silence

I watch the edges of ...

Woman

I am…

The Bitch Goddess, hell on heels

The Great Mother, nurturer and protector

I am…

Gracefully insane

Uncannily lucid

I am…

Strong as the mountain

Fragile as the flower that grows upon it

I am…

All colors, shapes and sizes

Colorless, shapeless and without form

I am…

your wettest dream

your worst nightmare

I am…

More man than you'll ever be

More woman than you'll ever be with

I am…

Within your grasp

Elusive as shadows

I am…

Everything

Nothing

I am…

All.

Teasers and Butterfly Nets

 Just checking in….

I've been so busy of late that I can't catch my ass with both hands and a butterfly net. I'm still working frantically on edits for The Celtic Knot: Suit of Cups, and have a couple of pieces of poetry banging around waiting for my attentions. They're just too….(pause for dramatic effect)…unfinished to share. I'm getting to it, alright? Jeez.

I'm on Facebook, Twitter (@themacleod) and now I've got a Tumblr account where I post things that I find amusing or makes me think. ...