I’m Baaaack

January 13, 2023 ~~ Yeah, well Friday the 13th was NOT the day I expected to finally get back to WordPress, to get back to blogging, venting, trying to survive life. As a writer, yep. Have always considered myself a writer since I was about 8 or so. A few years ago when I discovered WP I thought this would be my salvation to write, throw out ideas and vent, etc. Because life is not all about joy, especially when you have so many people in your life that just suck the soul out of you ! Do you ever feel like you’re on the outside looking in at people who can relax and enjoy life and their friends and family? And here you are just battling every goddamn day to have a bit of peace of quiet and that thing called normalcy??

The main reason I have finally come back here — I am in the process of starting a You Tube channel. Actually kicking myself for not having done that two years ago ! In order to even have the ability to become monetized over there, 1,000 followers is a requirement. Possibly could’ve had that by now . LOL. But these people, the leeches……. in my life, in my house . I am hanging on by a thread at this point.

I’ve long had people tell me I need to write a book about my life . The experiences, good and BAD! I’ve long been …….. desperate to write, stories . I guess it can be said of writers that we have a Soul that longs to be heard. Whether thru characters of fiction or releasing the demons we keep inside .

Just before the plandemic, yep, let’s just call it that — I changed up my lifestyle a little, and the gates opened and the creativity poured out. (This will be another post soon ). But again, the soul suckers interrupted me over and over .

So back to my return, I figured before I start my You Tube channel , I would need to make tons of notes , and along with that to keep on track of a subject, write notes etc. So figured, make a 1000% effort to WRITE ! Then use each blog post as the subject . Killing two birds with one whack ?? ūüôā I am aiming to blog everyday, but we all know how plans go. So let’s say 2-3 times a week . Along with the house chores, etc. I come back to WP not only forgetting what tabs and buttons to use to even do one blog, now there have been so many changes, I have to make time to learn everything all over again. It is frustrating when you just want to talk or write .

……….. I have tales to tell, MANY tales to tell .

Lost Time

8/12/19 ‚Ķ..yes once again,¬† not enough time in the day to get most of everything done…‚Ķ‚Ķ¬† I keep promising myself to write here every day,¬† and once again ‚Ķ‚Ķ.¬† I’ve had friends, personal and across the country who have said I should tell their stories sometimes ‚Ķ‚Ķ so that’s what will happen from now on ‚Ķ.. either in their own words or as told to me from a wide variety of experiences in their lives…‚Ķ‚Ķ always push forward!

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Lost Time …..

Finally came back here after …… a full year ??!! ¬† As the old saying goes, Shit Happens, ¬†and when it does, it hits big. ¬† Find out my renewal evidently didnt go thru — because, ¬†as one of those shit topics was, ¬†the account I used for this was hijacked, so debit card changed. ¬† and being laid up after being away so long, wasnt checking the right email, etc. ¬† ¬†
In the “way back” when Trump tossed his hat into the POTUS arena, ¬†being former gov’t employee, I was contacted to do some work on the side with background checks, etc with the public. ¬†(enuf said on that!) . ¬† When he won the nomination and Dems & Liberals lost their shit, ¬†spurred on by payouts from Soros, ¬†along with other paid movements, I was invited to continue other work . ¬† So sure, ¬†easy enough for the $$, and I am good at what I do, ended up on the road and put writing and artwork on the side. ¬†But hey, ¬†can now buy another piece of property. ¬†
¬†I met Trump many years ago through a friend who knew one of his sons. ¬† Really liked him back then too. ¬† Probably the nicest wealthy person I have known, ¬†who truly does more for normal people down on their luck than the public will ever know!! ¬† ¬†Despite what msm puts out and feeds the sheeple public, he is one smart cookie! ¬† ¬†He honestly chose to run to help America. ¬†And not being a puppet for secret organizations who have run the country for…… ever, ¬†he was is not obligated to anyone. ¬† He calls it like he sees it, and should be obvious by now, ¬†will not hold back his opinion. ¬† Sure it blows the dirty, paid media and other politicians outta their sox, but it is refreshing to those who fought the battle to get him elected and proudly call themselves Patriots……. but that’s another blog! ¬†ūüôā ¬† ¬†
As I was gearing up , or rather down, to get back to my life, and home front and dogs, etc, ¬†an incident happened where I was quite literally blindsided and attacked by said crazed Liberal who overheard a private conversation between 2 people in public. THAT’S what they do, then loose their shit when others say being a liberal is the new mental illness, gee, I don’t know why, lol. ¬†I was actually a day or two from heading home and made the mistake of letting my guard down and didn’t have time to defend myself…….. hospital, surgery, ¬†long recovery time. ¬†Then finally back home for more recovery but thrilled to be with my 4 footers, and the awesome housemate who tends to everything from maintenance to animals, etc while doing his job from home. ¬†So, as I try to pace myself to get back to writing on projects (it was impossible while being medicated for a while) , planning a few new litters of puppies that have been long awaited, etc. I will try my best to tell the tales of intrigue…….. be safe out there.¬†


Curse of the Red Pen

Blog first story
I remember waayyyyyyy back in the “olden days !”, ¬†I was about 10. ¬†One of my classes — did we have an English class at that age ?? ¬† Whichever it was, ¬†one assignment was to write a short story, ¬†X amount of pages, etc. ¬† ¬†So sitting in bed one night, for privacy in a room shared with my sister four years older, ¬†I got comfy with my pillows behind me and one as my desk with my spiral notebook. ¬†We had a week to get the project done. ¬†So I sat there till I got sleepy and just scribbled different things I could write about. ¬† I remember it took a few days before an idea hit me. ¬† Well I loved horses, as I kinda knew them a bit ,¬† with a neighbor having a pinto and buckskin on their property.¬† So there would be a horse.¬† ¬†I made the main character a young boy, of course thinking everyone would think I was pretending it was me.¬† Oh,¬† how we would stress about the littlest things even in English class !¬† ¬†For some reason this main character,¬† a young boy, not me! ,¬† was living in the woods by himself and one night while sitting by a fire alone and cooking hotdogs on a stick, ¬†he becomes frightened by some odd noises in woods in the dark. ¬†Oooooo spooky! ¬† ¬†The horse eventually comes out to meet him, ¬†also alone, and becomes his friend. ¬†I can’t remember all the details now, but the story just flowed from my head through my pen! ¬† ¬†I discovered the ¬†JOY of writing and creating!!! ¬† ¬†I was so proud of that story and that it had an ending!
¬† I don’t know why, ¬†but I asked my sister to read it to see if it was “ok” to turn in. ¬†Well, he loved it and said it was great! ¬† ¬†I was so excited and nervous and a few days later turned it in for grading.¬† ¬†Later in the week, the teacher walks up and down between the desks returning everyone’s papers. ¬† I picked up mine and see the grade of a B+. ¬†Well, what the hell is this?? ¬† ¬† I really expected an A- at least!! ¬† Then I see several words through the pages circled in red pen and comments. ¬†They were all about not using a proper “preposition” or some shit! ¬†And in a few spots, ¬†she felt I should’ve used semicolons ( ; ) instead of commas ( , ). ¬†Well you bitch!!! ¬† ¬†That comment on the front page of “Good story idea!” didn’t mean shit to me once I saw the circled words and comments. ¬†A red pen can crush hopes and dreams. ¬†I still remember that feeling forty-plus years later. ¬† lol.¬† ¬†Yet that is what all creative people fear,¬† the “red pen” — whether written or spoken opinion of even one person to make you feel you’re not good enough ………¬† ¬† ¬†¬†
When I used to always write a rough draft in notebooks, ¬†when re-reading I would still make notes of what to add or drop or change in red so I wouldn’t forget. ¬†Even now over the years, I usually now work more on the laptop, while it’s easier to go back while reading to add in something or remove. ¬†But printing the pages out are usually easier — and then there comes that damn red pen again! ¬† ¬† As writers and artists in different mediums, we do what we love. ¬†For me, I want people to enjoy whatever I do, yet there is always that fear of a “red pen” correction, or rejection because it isn’t one person’s cup of tea. ¬† ¬†And in reality, all artists of whatever their chosen field, ¬†are creating because it makes their hearts sing and souls soar ! ¬†ūüôā¬†¬†¬†


                                            Night Sky, Milky Way, Stars, Cosmos
Well quite possibly my favorite place. ¬†My perm home base. ¬†I’m lucky to have a few weeks here in one stretch before back on the road for business. ¬†Or off to dog related activities. ¬† I vowed to write everyday on this blog and between trying to plan and explain what I wanted where in the gardens, finalize plans to fly out early this morning, ¬†AND laptop crashing yesterday ……. well sometimes life just happens, in more ways than one! ¬† ¬†
Just goes to show, plans are not set in stone and you just have to go with the flow, like water over stones in a stream. ¬†Letting your “stones” / problems build up just overflow in your life till you feel like you’re drowning.
Now waiting for flight to be called and heading north to Canada. ¬†A country unlike no other! ¬† ūüôā ¬†




Creating for My Soul

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¬† ¬†I’ve always loved quilts my whole life. ¬† In grade school I taught myself how to make cross-stitch and embroidery needlepoint patterns. ¬†I never attempted a quilt until just after high school. ¬†So I bought three different fabrics in white & navy blue print. ¬†Proceeded to measure and cut into 3 x 3 inch squares and sewed together into a top about 3 x 4 feet. ¬† This of course was having no clue what I was doing. ¬†There wasn’t INTERNET back then! ¬†*GASP* !! ¬† So I made the same pattern for the back, ¬†sewed 3 sides together, turned it inside out and then stuffed it lightly with batting ~~ the kind used for dolls, etc. ¬†I didnt know there were rolls of sheets of thin batting made for quilting! ¬†Cuz you need to be able to sew and pull the thread thru both pieces of fabric and thru the batting. ¬†I patted it as smooth as I could and sewed up the end. ¬†Then used a long thick needle to sew doubled thread, thru each corner where all the squares met. ¬†Then it was called done. ¬† I proudly gave it to my dogs to lay on. ¬†And yes, with the bodies taking turns laying on all the time, ¬†their weight flattened the polyester down a bit.¬† Now more than 30 years and at about 15 dogs later,,¬† ¬†I still have that quilt now in one of the dogs’ favorite lounging crates!¬†
It wasn’t for a few years before I started buying magazines etc to learn more. ¬†I tried a few times, but I am what I call “ruler retarded”. ¬† When making traditional quilts with patterns, ¬†all pieces must be measured and cut just so !! ¬† even an eighth of an inch off one piece can throw a pattern off a little. ¬† So I used to just cut and sew by eye, and loved to sew beads and buttons on, etc. ¬† ¬†Years later a craze came out called ART QUILTS. ¬†Well, lookit this! ¬† This is what I had been doing on my own!!! ¬† ¬†With art quilts, you can make them very small or large enough to cover a big wall. ¬† There are no rules ~~ you make it by personal preference with colors, beads, buttons, fancy threads, lace etc. ¬†
The photo above, I named AMERICANA. ¬† It was the first ever art quilt I did, during a period when I was in a bad marriage. ¬†I would take my fabric, thread and doo-dads out back to sit in the shade with my dogs and work; ¬†my getting away from shit and spending quiet time with my Goldens. ¬†AMERICANA is about 7 x 10 inches. ¬† ¬† Heart and star buttons adorn the sides and the red stripes are thousands of red seed beads hand sewn on three at a time.¬† (What I don’t like about one method I used was attempting to use my sewing machine to embroider the wording,¬† if done by hand I think I would’ve liked it better.¬† But any craft is live and learn! ) There are also those tiny beads within the heart shape. The back fabric is that tan trim fabric around the edges with red and blue stars. ¬† ¬† I was very proud of that little wall quilt. ¬† I’ve had people over the years offer to buy it, ¬†but it meant more to me than $$$.¬† I just happened to pick that fabric in a store because it appealed to me as a theme. ¬†After all these years, it stands for my many memories, good and bad, ¬†of four years in an abusive marriage.
¬†Discovering my love for the comforting process of handwork in art quilts, has saved my soul at times. ¬† This little flag that just happened to be born in a time of physical and emotional pain, became my symbol of¬† personal freedom. ¬†May we all find our own “flags of hope or survival” in our journey……….¬†
written and shared by friend, LRW