Color Your World – Macaroni and Cheese 
This Week’s Challenges: April 29 – May 5 (OWPC, WW & CYW)
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This is the final color of the Color Your World – Crayola challenge. It’s been fun again this year to find things to match the color of the day.
Thank you, Jennifer, for hosting. 🙂
Thanks also to everyone who stopped by to have a look, leave a like, or a comment. I hope you’ve enjoyed these.
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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️
© 2018 BS
A to Z Blog Challenge 2018 – Letter Z 
http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/
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Well, we made it to the last letter in the A to Z Blog Challenge 2018.
Thanks so much to all that stopped by for a visit, and a peek into the mystery box of book titles. I appreciate all the likes, and comments you’ve so generously left here. 🙂
I’ll be doing a wrap-up/reflection post coming up soon.
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Welcome to the 2018 edition of the A to Z Blogging Challenge!
All through the month of April, the challenge asks us to blog every day (except Sundays), and to go through the alphabet A to Z, connecting our posts to the letter of each day.
My idea for this time, my 5th to participate, is to showcase a book or two each day, and provide a tiny bit of information about them. These will not be a full book review, but just saying what it is about, and if I liked the book or not.
These books are mostly books that I already have on my shelves, and have read, or are on my to be read stacks. There will be a very few of them that I don’t already own, or have read.
I will also post a quote each day that has something to say about books, or reading.
Hope you enjoy, and maybe see a book or a few that you might want to read, too.
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“Zombie Haiku”, by Ryan Mecum, is a really funny and unique book. I sort of have read it. I mean, I have seen it in the book store, and stood there reading some pages, on more than one occasion.
The pages are done in the Haiku poetry form, and tells the story of how the main character first becomes a Zombie, and what happens to him after. Some of it is pretty gross, but funny too, and if you like Zombie stories, you’ll get a kick from this one. I know I laughed a lot while reading some of them.
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Mystery Box Chickens
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Join the Mystery Box Chickens again next April, for something new in the mystery box. I know they will be busy thinking up a fun theme! 😉
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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️
© 2018 BS
Flower of the Day – Iris Arrangement
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For Cee’s Flower of the Day:
Flower of the Day – April 30, 2018 – Wisteria
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© 2018 BS
Two Souls: Into the Fire # 302
Warning…adult content
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TWO SOULS: INTO THE FIRE
# 302
warning…adult content
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Ghost grabbed Terry’s arm, trying to make him stop driving. The car fish-tailed, almost going off in the ditch.
“God dammit,” Terry yelled, turning the steering wheel, bringing the car back under control. Shaking and pulling his arm away from Ghost’s grip, he finally broke free. But, Ghost came at him again, grabbing his hair, and hitting him hard. Terry had one hand on the wheel, but managed to reach up, yanking on Ghost’s hair, pulling him off of him, once more.
It didn’t last long, as Ghost continued scrabbling at him, so Terry elbowed him away, this time, hitting Ghost ‘s face, splitting his lip open against his sharp, broken tooth. Blood splattered out of his mouth, as he shouted, right up in Terry’s face.
“Stop…stop the car, Terry.” He sprayed drops of blood on Terry’s face and shirt.
“You fucking maniac,” Terry hollered. “No wonder Steve has had enough of you…get the hell off me.”
“No…I’ll kill you before you ever kill Steve,” Ghost said.
By this time, they were on the long dirt road leading to the house. It was soaked and muddy, and the car almost got stuck, spinning the wheels, and sliding sideways, just before gaining traction again, there on the gravel driveway. Terry managed to brake, and cut the engine, even as Ghost kept hitting him, wherever he could.
As Terry reached for the door handle, Ghost shoved him hard into it. He felt his pistol fall to the floor-board, but managed to grab it in his left hand. Pointing it right in Ghost’s face, he yelled, “Back off, or I’ll pull the trigger, Ghost…I swear I will.”
Ghost stopped for only a second, his blood splotched face, and hair mere inches from Terry’s. He was breathing hard, his hot breath fogging the windows. Then, he growled, low in his throat, as he tried to bite Terry.
“He’s possessed by the devil…” Terry thought, as he dodged Ghost’s teeth, and managed to open the car door, and falling sideways out onto the gravel. As he fell, the gun went off, the noise shattering the night, the bullet going up into the air. Stunned, they both gasped.
Then, scrabbling up, Terry jerked Ghost out of the car, dragging him up onto the porch steps, where he shoved Ghost down.
“Steve,” he yelled. “Steve…here’s your fucking boyfriend. Ya hear me in there?”
Frowning at the noise, Steve opened the door. “What the hell, Terry?”
“I came here to kill you for hurting Ghost, but I changed my mind. I’m killing this psycho instead,” Terry yelled. “If ya got something to say, better do it quick.” He pointed the gun down at Ghost, who tried to crawl away, but Terry stomped on his back, laying him flat.
Steve charged, but stumbled over Ghost, falling face first down the steps. Terry jumped out of the way.
“God help ya, you both deserve each other,” Terry said, shaking his head. He turned, went back to the car, and sprayed gravel and mud, as he careened down the muddy road.
Steve, still reeling from the alcohol, pulled himself up. Ghost lay there trying to catch his breath, staring up at the sky.
“Ghost?” Steve asked. “You ok?” When Ghost didn’t answer, Steve reached down, pulling Ghost up. “Let’s go in…it’s raining again.” Leaning on each other, they went slowly up the steps, letting the screen door slam behind them. They made their way down the hallway to Ghost’s bedroom, where they both collapsed onto the bed.
They remained there in each other’s arms the rest of the night.
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Terry made it back to town, driving up to his apartment in back of the Whirling Disc record store. He shut off the engine, and just sat there, staring out at his front door. He was shaking all over. Glancing over to the passenger seat, he saw his gun lying there. He didn’t want to touch it. Breathing deep, to calm himself, he couldn’t stop his racing mind. What had happened tonight kept playing over and over, ending with his pointing the gun in Ghost’s face…not once, but twice.
“God help me…I was this close…this close to pulling the trigger and killing Ghost,” he said aloud. “And Steve, too. What the hell happened out there…what started it all?” The scenes began to replay again. Finally he reached for the gun, and slid out of the car. His knees feeling rubbery, he made it to his front door, and went inside. He didn’t sleep at all that night.
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Next part coming soon!
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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️
© 2018 BS
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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.
Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge – 2 Different Things or the Number 2 
Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: 2 different things or the number 2
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Spider in a pan
Flowers in a boot
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© 2018 BS
Angel Eyes – Song Lyric Sunday – Angel 
Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 4/29/18
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Today, for SLS, Helen has given us the word ‘angel’, to find songs that has that in the title or lyrics. Thanks, Helen!
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I’ve loved this song since it first came out.
Jeff Healey’s story is one of triumph in his career, and tragedy in his personal life. He passed away in 2008, at the age of 41, in Toronto. If you’d like to read more, just click the link.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeff_Healey
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“Angel Eyes,” by The Jeff Healey Band, was a single from their album, “See the Light”, and released in 1989. It was written by John Hiatt, and Fred Kollar, and is on the Arista label.
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But this girl you see
She’s leavin’ here with me tonight
There’s just one more thing that I need to know
If this is love why does it scare me so?
It must be somethin’ only you can see
Cause girl I feel it when you look at me
So tonight I’ll ask the stars above
“How did I ever win your love?”
What did I do?
What did I say
To turn your angel eyes my way?
Hey, hey, hey, yeah, awww
Color Your World – Neon Carrot
This Week’s Challenges: April 29 – May 5 (OWPC, WW & CYW)
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© 2018 BS
Flower of the Day – Pink
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For Cee’s Flower of the Day:
Flower of the Day – April 29, 2018 – Dogwood Tree Blossoms
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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️
© 2018 BS
Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge – Busy 
Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Busy or People Working
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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️
© 2018 BS
A to Z Blog Challenge – Letter Y 
http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/
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Welcome to the 2018 edition of the A to Z Blogging Challenge!
All through the month of April, the challenge asks us to blog every day (except Sundays), and to go through the alphabet A to Z, connecting our posts to the letter of each day.
My idea for this time, my 5th to participate, is to showcase a book or two each day, and provide a tiny bit of information about them. These will not be a full book review, but just saying what it is about, and if I liked the book or not.
These books are mostly books that I already have on my shelves, and have read, or are on my to be read stacks. There will be a very few of them that I don’t already own, or have read.
I will also post a quote each day that has something to say about books, or reading.
Hope you enjoy, and maybe see a book or a few that you might want to read, too.
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“The Yadayada Prayer Group”, by Neta Jackson, is one I haven’t read yet. I’ve had it a long time, and it looks like a fun to read book, though. It says there are twelve women, from very different backgrounds, and life experiences, who go to a conference, and are assigned to the same prayer group. After getting to know each other, they realized they wanted to keep up their friendship, first by email, then in actual get-togethers.
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“You Are Being Lied To – The Disinformation Guide to Media, Distortion, Historical Whitewashes and Cultural Myths”, by Russ Kick, is a hard and informative look at what we would now call ‘Fake News’. In the book they tell about the whitewashing and false facts, about all kinds of things, from politics, science, medical, religion, and every day kinds of news and beliefs. It’s astounding how many things we believe to be true, are just not, at least according to this book.
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Mystery Box Chickens
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Join the MB Chickens on Monday, for the very last mystery box to be opened. The letter will be Z.
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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️
© 2018 BS
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