St. Dale by Sharyn McCrumb

I love this book for so many reasons. It is a story of stories about a journey of group of people, mainly NASCAR fans, they are taking a pilgrimage to honor the life of the biggest fallen hero of the sport. I've seen it likened to the Canterbury Tales and yes I get that. I love how each person in the story was affected by this larger than life racecar driver who to this day still influences the sport of NASCAR.

So, on the off Sunday for the Cup series, I highly recommend this wonderful tale.

dang...

I can’t believe it, it actually happened, my muse had abandoned me. For some unknown reason Calliope has just taken off. Calliope is of course the muse of epic poetry, she was Homer’s muse, the inspiration for the Odyssey and the Iliad. I know that my writing is not exactly epic or poetry but with her knowledge and assertive nature prod me to write, my characters seem to flow from my fingertips and onto my computer screen whenever she is about. When Reilly and Kellan decided to go off on their own, Madison and Jens took up residence and then Lark and Stone stopped in for a brief moment, even though their time with me was quick I found Keely and Jake waiting, but now there is no one, my dear couples have not come back and I know there are stories to be completed.



I’m not sure if I can actually find fault with Calliope, spring is here and she may be off with her sisters; Clio, Erato, Euterpe, Melpomene, Polyhymnia, Terpischore, Thalia and Urania; but I do wish she’d hurry back.

cookie time!

I'm going to spend the Saturday before Easter baking up a storm! A storm of cookies that is!! So far I'm doing Chocolate Chip and Pizzelles. I may also try 2 new recipes I discovered in the book Apple Turnover Murder by Joanna Fluke, Mocha Butternut Balls and White Crack...yes I said White Crack, and like Hannah, the heroine of the book, I refuse to have a perfectly good word ruined by deviants and drug dealers, so there!

I'll post the recipes if they work!!

Wanderlust in the brain...

Something is off in the cosmos. Seriously!


Normally I have a feeling in my gut, a good feeling and warm and cuddly feeling; but it’s gone, maybe it took a hopefully brief vacation. I get signs; little snippets to remind me of certain things, people, places. But my antenna isn’t getting any reception at all. Funny, I knew it the other day, the last time I had a feeling in my gut and it wasn’t a good feeling.

I know I can hear you all saying it, Right…Just like Bill Cosby does in his monologue about Noah and God, every time God tells Noah to do something, like build the ark, Noah says RRRRIIIIIGGGGGGGGHHHHHHTTTTTTT! Just the way you say something you don’t really believe but want to sound like you do. But I am serious and not happy at all.

Ok, now I’m going to sound like I’m a drop-out from the totally wrong generation. But I am an Aquarian and this feels like the Age of Aquarius is floating away; harmony and understanding, sympathy and trust abounding, no more falsehoods or derisions, golden living dreams of visions, mystic crystals revelations, and the minds true liberation gone, totally kaput. I am out of sorts and I want my sorts back.

This could all be my own version of spring fever and the desire for my vacation to hurry up and get here and then to go as slow as possible so I can savor every moment. I am hoping this is why my “senses” are off. The alternative is I’ve lost that loving feeling and to be honest that would totally suck.


So, if you’re out there listening or rather reading, oh wondrous feeling of mine, please please come back soon. I am totally absolutely lost without you, I can’t sleep, my eating is off, my barometer for life is flat. I have no clue why you abandoned me but I promise I’ll fix whatever I did to make you vanish. Seriously, if you don’t come back soon I think my muse for creative writing will abandon me as well and then you know what that means I’ll be up the creek without the proverbial paddle and my days of blogging will be over. 

this weeks book....

April 17, 2011

This week's book is called "Poetry to read Out Loud" edited by Robert Alden Rubin.

I've always loved reading poetry, the first time I read poetry out loud was in elementary school, I read a poem about a squirrel over the loud speaker for some reason I no longer remember; but the poem was called The Squirrel, the first line was Whisky Frisky, Hippity Hop...

In this book are poems from Robert Frost, Shakespeare, E.E. Cummings, Wordsworth, T.S Eliot and many more. the poems are wonderful, so read them out loud!!

Gus

Everybody wants to be a cat because a cat's the only cat, who knows where it's at. –The Aristocats


If animals could speak the dog would be a a blundering outspoken fellow, but the cat would have the rare grace of never saying a word too much." - Mark Twain

"You can't help that. We're all mad here." - The Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland

A meow massages the heart. - Stuart McMillan

A cat is a tiger that is fed by hand. - Vakaoka Genrin

The cat was created when the lion sneezed. - Arabian Proverb

Cats as a class, have never completely got over the snootiness caused by that fact that in Ancient Egypt they were worshipped as gods. - P G Wodehouse

April 10, 2011

2 great books for pet owners: 50 Simple Ways to Pamper Your Dog and 50 Simple Ways to Pamper Your Cat, by Arden Moore


There are helpful hints on how to make your home more pet friendly, recipies for treats, how to make moving easier with a pet, games you can play, healthy pet tips, how to travel with your pet.

Sorry this is so short but Button and Sweet Pea are requesting a game of chase~

The Golden Unicorn

I started reading Phyllis Whitey books when I was in college, this particular title caught my eye because I collect unicorns and I was given my own Golden Unicorn one birthday by my mother.


Courtney Marsh was adopted as a child and yearns to know who her real parents are. Against all discouragement this determined lady leaves New York and goes to East Hampton to hopefully find the answers she’s looking for. Nothing is as it seems, just when you think you know what’s going to happen you find you are wrong.



Amethyst Dreams

Daughter of the Stars

Star Flight

The Ebony Swan

Woman Without a Past

The Singing Stones

Rainbow in the Mist

Feather on the Moon

Silversword

Flaming Tree

Dream of Orchids

Rainsong

Emerald

Vermilion

Poinciana

Domino

The Glass Flame

The Stone Bull

The Golden Unicorn

Spindrift

The Turquoise Mask

Snowfire

Listen for the Whisperer

Lost Island

The Winter People

Hunter's Green

Silverhill

Columbella

Sea Jade

Black Amber

Seven Tears for Apollo

Window on the Square

Blue Fire

Thunder Heights

The Moonflower

Skye Cameron

The Trembling Hills

The Quicksilver Pool