Jaye Marie's Blog, page 54
March 29, 2024
Bit of a Rubbish Week…
What a jolly week I haven’t had! A mixed bag of blessings, disappointment, and trouble. We ordered things that have been found wanting and sent them back. More things were ordered, but they failed to work, so they went back too. Two refurbished computers turned up one after the other and neither of them worked. … Continue reading Bit of a Rubbish Week…
March 28, 2024
Thursday Book Blog… Nine Lives #Mystery #Fiction #Thriller
Artist Kate Devereau hides from her painful past, happy to paint her life away. But life hasn’t finished with her yet. Two men search for her, and one of them wants her dead. Kate cannot hide forever, Sooner or later, one of them will find her, And she will live her last life… Excerpt from … Continue reading Thursday Book Blog… Nine Lives #Mystery #Fiction #Thriller
Bad Boys…
Image by HANSUAN FABREGAS from Pixabay I have always loved bad boys. From my early teens, I was always fantasising about good looking but naughty boys. I loved their exciting lives. I have a long list of favourites, and I’m a loyal fan of all the best bas boys on the screen or in books. This is probably … Continue reading Bad Boys…
March 27, 2024
Is Anyone Laughing? #Poetry
One of my favourites… Anita has the floor today, as I am working on the second edit of Folly’s End, and the new newsletter… Wish me luck with the newsletter!
Waiting for the King… #Poetry
Waiting for The King… Fiery creatures made by a wizard, each tiny, winged dragon can whistle. The Master wizard lives nearby, creating new worlds in Time. The evil wizard waits. He will destroy all, his mind broken deeds undone. losing Time He called The darkness back at midnight. Spells full of snakebites fill the air … Continue reading Waiting for the King… #Poetry
March 26, 2024
The Sunday Whirl as an Etheree… #Poetry
Image by Jan Marczuk from Pixabay I weep near ancient bones buried chambers glow with amber light Old seeds carpet the floor I feel strange things hide in here my thoughts spiral with those before a strong feeling of deep holiness Invisible hands caress my cool skin… ©AnitaDawes2024
