Some days I wish I had the wisdom of Forrest Gump. I know life is like a box of chocolate, but can I have the caramel filled, milk chocolate piece now? Please! This blog post will be like a box of chocolates for real. Different ramblings about different things with no rhyme or reason.

I haven’t written a blog in a while. The reason is because I didn’t want to whine and moan or groan about the critical thinking class I was in. That was the worse, but I overcame it. Tomorrow I begin a health class and boy first impressions is everything. My professor’s email doesn’t represent that of a nice person. I’m mentally preparing myself.

So I’ve been receiving feedback on my second completed manuscript. All good thoughts. Two out of the six people I allowed to read it is requesting a sequel. I can’t say that I’m surprised. I have started plotting out the sequel and I will begin writing it in November. The title is “Beyond New Beginnings.” The old gang will be there, but a couple of new faces will be introduced.

These pass few days here in GA people have been trying to clean up their homes and the highways and byways, from the rain storms we had beginning last Friday. Man rivers were raging and new rivers were created. My kids schools were closed today because of the aftermath of this rain. I guess we’re out of the drought now.

I haven’t felt like making any jewelry lately, but I finally made five pieces. Hope to get a few more pieces made soon. A set I’m working on for my mother is proving to be harder than I thought. So she may not get it.

I suffer from SAD (seasonal affective disorder) so if I’m quiet it’s because I miss the sun and the warmth.

I wrote a new poem for the first time in a long while. It will be a part of a new collection that I’m currently working on. Don’t feel like sharing the title of the collection as yet, but I will share the poem.

NOTE: Please respect me enough not to reproduce my poem in any matter without prior written consent.

Sister Girlfriend

Our parents are different
that doesn’t matter in the end.
You are my sister,
my loving girlfriend.

You have been there for me
and I for you
good times or bad we’ve always pulled through
We’ve cried on shoulders
no matter happy or sad.
You are my sister,
my loving girlfriend.

Sometimes distance keeps us a part,
but the happiness we always share
remains in my heart,
I know that you care.
‘Cause you are my sister,
my loving girlfriend.

A ray of sunshine on those cloudless days
my lucky charm throughout the continuous
high stakes of…
Life, may not be easy
but it feels airy free
‘cause I have my sister always loving me.

You are my sister,
my loving girlfriend
in this life and the next
forever til the end.

Parents we can’t choose
and some friends we may lose
but our sister hood was written even before time began
God sent us a blessing
and you are mine
You are my sister,
my loving girlfriend.

No matter what they may say
the bonds that we share cannot be bent
I will always believe you were heaven sent
‘Cause you are my sister,
my loving girlfriend.

Could this cartoon be anymore on point? When I completed my first novel length manuscript, in 2006, I was miserable. My life had taken turns that I wasn’t expecting; nor did I know how to handle it. But I did what I always do I grab paper and pen. I hand wrote most of that manuscript (I have the binder paper in a my file cabinet to prove it.). After I wrote six or seven pages I would then type it up.

The idea for that story came because of what was going on in my life. I put a twist on it and by the time I was finished writing the story I felt better and my world was beginning to look up again.

I believe it was Karen Quinones Miller was the one who once wrote that she has an on going story she might never publish, but in that story she express her anger by killing off the people who pisses her off without going to prison. I know what she means.

I get a lot of my story ideas from people in my life, if not my own life. Or having a conversation with someone and a word or a line said is what gets my mind reeling with a new idea and I have to jot it down before I lose it. I do the same thing with characters. The names come to me from a show or on FaceBook, etc. and I jot it down and envision exactly what they look like. It’s so fun to pull up the file on my computer or my idea notebook and look to see which new idea I want to explore next.

I have titles written down with no characters or story ideas in sight, but the title is catchy to me so I wrote it down. I look over them from time to time and try to come up with something. If I do I write down a brief synopsis of what the story is about, then try to add the characters as they come to me.

It’s not an odd thing that we writers/authors do. I know that Patricia at Readin N Writin with Patricia just got to her 100th story idea. That is wonderful. It took her 3 years to get there, but she did. I’m not sure how many I have, but I have quite a few; some will be short stories, others full length novels, and the rest I may not get to write before I go home to glory. But the idea will be there for someone else to explore.

BTW: I know I took the cartoon out of context, but I do understand what it means.

I haven’t decided which one of my story idea I want to dive into yet, so I’m looking at them over and over again until I find the one I want to use. However, I will say I have it narrowed down to three, possibly four. The fourth one is a story (a short story I stopped writing after a few weeks.) I wrote in 2005 finished it last year, but my sister didn’t like the ending. Well the ending was shocking to her and she wanted more. I think I can extend it to a full length novel even with the shocking ending still being the end but later on in the story. All four choices have been started for quite some time. Each story is a different genre: paranormal, mideval times/paranormal, contemporary fiction, and urban erotica. Will share my choice later on.

Until next time, happy reading and writing.