Monthly Archives: March 2018

Friendly Fill Ins


Friendly Fill Ins

Friendly Fill-ins: Week 99



  • For Easter (or Passover), I ______________________.
  • My favorite Easter (or Passover) treat is_________.
  • Lately, the song ______________ is stuck in my head.
  • The A-Z Blogging Challenge _


  • For Easter, we had lunch pizza with daughter & grand daughter on Friday. So much fun!
  • My favorite food treat for Easter are those chocolate covered marshmallow eggs
  • The song in my head, lately, has been, “I’m so Excited”, by the Pointer Sisters (but not for the subject of this song) …because of the next question…
  • The A/Z Blog Challenge starts tomorrow, April 1st! I’m ready to get this started.


Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS




Bun Vac – Stream of Consciousness Saturday – SOCS


Bun Vac – Stream of Consciousness Saturday – SOCS

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS March 30/18


For today’s SOCS we have the word, ‘bun’, to write about. Thanks for the prompt, Linda!


The first thing I think of when I hear or see the word, ‘bun’, is the Bun Vac.

What’s a Bun Vac, you ask? It’s from a 2005  animated movie called, “Wallace and Grommit: Curse of the Were-Rabbit”.

This is a funny movie about Wallace, inventor extraordinaire, and his dog Grommit. He invents a type of vacuum that is used to suck up all the naughty rabbits that are eating the ‘veg’ in the garden.  The Bun Vac is reminds me of the kind of tubes you see at a drive-in bank place. You put something into the container, then put it in the pneumatic vacuum tube to be sucked into the main bank.

Anyway, we thought it was hilarious, and we’d threaten the cats with using the Bun Vac on them, if they were being naughty. Of course it was just a joke. We still have conversations about the Bun Vac, even today in certain circumstances.

So…now I’ve typed ‘bun’ a lot of times, and mentioned rabbits. Maybe that is what the prompt was about? Rabbits and bunnies for the Easter Sunday? Or maybe I could have talked about the type of hair-do shaped into a ‘bun’! I’ve never worn my hair that way, but think about it sometimes. Oh, maybe ‘bun’ is for the type of bread shaped into buns or rolls. There are all kinds of buns, like the bottom buns I sit on when I type these SOCS posts? haha!

Well, on that note, I wish y’all a happy weekend! 🙂


Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS


Two Souls: Into the Fire # 289


Two Souls: Into the Fire # 289

Warning…adult content



# 289

warning…adult content


As Steve put away the rest of the groceries, he noticed Ghost had not followed him. Standing in the doorway, looking at him, he shook his head. He’d never even tried to get up. Then, there was Terry, snoring, still on the couch. With the last item put away, he turned out the light in the kitchen. He had to search through the mess on the coffee table to find the TV remote, then clicked it off.

“Well, they can just stay out here, if they want to. I’m going to bed,” Steve said to himself. He went into Ghost’s room, and seeing Spirit asleep in the middle of the bed, he said, “Scoot over, cat, I’m sleeping in the big bed, tonight.”

It seemed he’d just fallen asleep, when Ghost was waking him up. “Wake up…I brung ya some coffee.”

He could smell the rich aroma, but why was there coffee in the middle of the night? Opening his eyes, he was surprised to see bright sunshine filtering through the curtains. “It’s morning already?”

“No, it’s still night time, and you’re dreaming all this,” Ghost said, then laughed. “Drink your coffee and wake up. I’ll be outside.”

Steve took the mug, and drank, letting the warmth bring him to full consciousness. It was a weird feeling not knowing how the night had passed so fast. How could it be morning, when he’d only been asleep for five minutes? It was giving him a headache, trying to figure it out. Swallowing the last of his coffee, he went in search for more. He made a face, seeing what was left from the previous night’s libations scattered around the room.

“Oh, morning…” Steve said, as he came into the kitchen. Terry was pouring himself another cup. “You just wake up, too?”

“Um-hmm. You got any Tylenol?” Terry asked.

“In the bathroom cabinet; help yourself.”

Terry headed down the hallway, as Steve took his fresh cup of coffee out to the front porch. He sat down on the swing, and watched, as Ghost did his morning ritual, out in the grassy area of the yard. He always liked the way Ghost greeted the mornings. He was fluid in his movements, and in his natural element. He never seemed awkward or clumsy, like he was most of the time. It was just the opposite from himself. Whenever Ghost made him do the greeting, he was the one who stumbled, and felt silly. He was smiling, as Ghost came back up the porch steps.

“Everything good?” Steve asked him.

“Yeah…but, I need to go to the ocean today.”


“Because, I want to, and Melody said she wants to. She never seen an ocean before, so I told her you’d take us.” Ghost smiled.

Steve squinted up at him. “Well, thanks for letting me in on the plan. Kind of last minute, isn’t it?”

“What’s that?” Ghost asked.

“Oh, just you waited until now to tell me, instead of telling me earlier, when you and Melody were deciding you wanted to go,” Steve said, almost confusing himself.

“So, can we go?” Ghost asked, still not knowing what Steve meant.

Steve took a minute to think. Frowning and closing his eyes, he went over the excuses he could use to get out of going. Then, blowing out a big sigh, he said, “I guess so…when…after lunch?” Ghost nodded.

“Okay, you call her, and say we’ll come pick her up in a little while.”

“Thanks,” Ghost said, then went inside to find the phone.

Steve gently swayed back and forth on the swing, sipping his coffee. The clearing in the front yard was a bit shimmery in the mid-morning heat, and he could hear Ghost talking on the phone, to Melody.  Closing his eyes, he just sat there listening to the hushed noises. He loved living out here where it was quiet. …maybe that could be worked into a song, somehow… he thought, as his mind drifted.

A cloud passed over the sun, blocking the light for a minute, and he felt a sudden chill in the air. He looked across the yard, seeing it was shadowed now, but somehow not really a shadow from a cloud…a darkening of the air, and his eyes were feeling funny. …am I going blind?… Blinking, to clear his eyes, didn’t help, and he began to feel panicky, as it continued to get darker.

“What the hell?” he asked. “Ghost…come here…look at this. What’s going on?”

Slamming open the screen door, Ghost came out in a hurry. “Steve…the phone quit working. What’s going on? It’s dark, and it’s not night.” He ran out into the yard, looking up at the sky.

“Get back up here,” Steve yelled.

“Is it the mist? What the hell is it?” Ghost asked, again. He came back up on the porch. The lamp inside the house was on, casting it’s light out onto the porch, now. They were transfixed by the eeriness of day turning into night.

“Oh, man, it must be an eclipse…a total one,” Steve said, as the darkness began to brighten a bit.

“Cool, I never seen one, before,” Ghost said. “I thought it was your omen or something.” He wasn’t feeling scared, now.

“Aw, shit…why’d ya have to bring that up?” Steve asked. “Now, I’m nervous all over again.”

Ghost shrugged. “Well, it wasn’t, I don’t think, but you never know. It could be a sign…of something.” By now it was full daylight, again. “Do you feel strange? I do, like somebody walked over my grave.”

Steve looked hard, at Ghost. “Don’t…just don’t.”

“Don’t what?”

“Talk about your grave; that’s morbid.”

Ghost laughed. “No, it’s not. Don’t you ever wonder what yours will look like?”

“No…never, and I don’t want to even be talking about it,” Steve said, and shuddered.

“We go to graves all the time,” Ghost said. “There’s a bunch of ’em in our back yard. They’re not scary.”

“Yeah, because they’re not ours,” Steve said.

“Okay, okay, but you know we’ll have one, right?” Ghost asked. “Maybe, I hope, beside each other someday.” He kept on about graves.

“Stop it, I mean it,” Steve said. “I’m going in. It feels too weird out here in the open.” He opened the screen door, and Ghost followed him inside.



Next part coming soon!


Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS


This is a work of “fan fiction” based on the novel, “Lost Souls” by Poppy Z. Brite. All credit for the original characters, places, and some backstory mentions, belong to Ms. Brite and her publishing affiliates. Only newly introduced characters, places, and original elements of this story are entirely from my imagination. Character descriptions are a blend of the original book descriptions and my interpretation of them.

All songs included in this work will be solely owned by the original performers/writers and will be credited. Creative license is taken in including them in this story.

No harm is intended toward author, musicians, or people and situations to whom there may be a resemblance.

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The content herein is rated by me as being at the high end of MA (Mature Audience). It includes strong language, violence, sexual themes, including same sex pairings, religious themes, and fantasy horror.

Blogging Chums Award


Blogging Chums Award


I was nominated for the “Blogging Chums Award”, by Suze. Thanks so much! You know I love getting these awards, and to be in on the (almost) beginning of a brand new one is awesome!

To view Suze’s blog, just click the below link. You will find all kinds of interesting things over there. 🙂



This award was recently created by a wonderful blogger, Robert. His blog, “Nonalcoholicstudent”, is a new and unique voice in the blogging world. Find out why and how he created this award by clicking the below link.


Here’s a bit of information, and the rules to follow when you, too, accept this award.

The “logo” for this award was created by  Robert’s blogging chum Dressing To Impress   and the award was named by beams19 of Crave the Unknown   and Robert made up the “rules”.

The Blogging Chums Award is given to particularly brilliant bloggers who are really providing something special to the community, either through their writing or the way they engage with other people: they’re just brilliant! 

  1. Be sure to use the award image! 
  2. List the rules & about paragraph!
  3. Thank whoever nominated you!
  4. Write a letter to someone who means a lot to you to spread some positivity around the Internet – anyone will do!
  5. Nominate 5-10 more people for the award and go let them know about it in their comments! 


We are to write a letter to someone, and this is mine:


Dear D,

We met on Twitter, and instantly knew we were ‘soul sistahs’.

Both of us just knew we’d known each other somehow, possibly in another lifetime, and through our correspondence, knew it even more as a fact.

We both were into the paranormal, and both had had ghostly encounters. This fueled even more conversations, by of course Twitter, then daily Face Book letters and messages, and on to Skype with the family, and phone calls. We sent each other actual, through the mail, cards, letters, and little gifts.

We had such fun, telling each other stories about our lives before we met again in this realm, sharing laughter about silly stuff, and tears for the down days. We even had our own secret club we named SASSY (secret association of soul sistahs yes). There wasn’t a day we didn’t check in with each other, for several years, always signing off with lots of hearts ❤ and (((hugs))), Love ya mucho, and erasers and coco (inside joke).

So, Soul Sistah, I’m writing to tell you that I love you, and miss you terribly since you passed through the veil. I know we’ll meet again someday. ❤

Love from me to you…see ya later! xo

D – my BFF


Now, don’t ever let anyone tell you that you can’t have real friends on social media, because it can and does happen, though you may never meet in person.


Okay, so I’m supposed to nominate some blogs to receive this award. I don’t normally do this, and leave it open for everyone to participate. This is true for this one, as well. If you’d like to grab the cool badge, and take part, feel free to do so.

However, I will break my self imposed rule, by actually following the rules of this one, this time, and give out a few nominations. I think this is a great award, and I want to help spread the word about it.

To my nominees…I love reading your blogs, and appreciate what you’ve accomplished. There is no obligation to accept, as I wasn’t sure who or who didn’t have awards on their sites.


This Is Another Story  @

My Inner MishMash @

Twenty Four @

Dinosaurs, Donkeys and MS @

Margaret’s Life Journey @

J Dub’s Grin and Bear It @

Feel Purple @

Chateaux des Fleurs @


Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS