Share Your World

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Share Your World – June 11, 2018

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Time again for SYW, with more questions from Cee, and answers from me! Join in this fun weekly challenge, by clicking the above link to find out how. 🙂

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If you could choose any person from history to be your imaginary friend, who would it be and why?

Galileo, because he and his ideas fascinate me. His contributions to the field of astronomy gets my attention because of how much I love looking at the stars, moon, and planets through my own telescope. It has been said he is the ‘father of observational astronomy’.

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“Galileo”, by the Indigo Girls, was released in 1992 from their album, “Rites of Passage”. It was written by Emily Saliers, and is on the Epic label.

60s, 70s, 80s, 90s: Which decade do you love the most and why?

I liked the middle 60s and all the 70s. I was a teen in the 60s, and was still having fun at school, then graduating, getting married, having kids, traveling to places near and far.

When you die, what do you want to be remembered for?

Being nice & friendly to all…people and animals, and promoting peace. And…for my writing of all kinds of things like essays, poetry, fiction pieces, diaries, and this blog! 😉

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS

Guilty Reader Book Tag

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Guilty Reader Book Tag

Guilty Reader Tag

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So, I saw these book tag questions over at Orangeowldiaries, and they sounded fun. Thanks, Tabby!

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1. Have you ever re-gifted a book that you’ve been gifted?

I haven’t passed on a gift book as a new original gift, but I do lend or give books that I’ve read, to others.

2. Have you ever said you’ve read a book when you haven’t?

Probably, by mistake. I might have forgotten that I didn’t read it, especially if it is similar to others I’ve read.

3. Have you ever borrowed a book and not returned it?

Yes, if they say they don’t want it back. Also, I’ve borrowed books from the library, then lost it, so it didn’t get returned (I paid for the book, though).

4. Have you ever read a series out of order?

Yes, by mistake, or that I just couldn’t find the first one. Lots of times the next book in a series will mention what happened in a previous book, so you can tell what happens first.

5. Have you ever spoiled a book for someone?

I hope not, but sometimes they want you to tell them all about it, before they read it.

6. Have you ever doggy eared a book?

Yes, I used to do this all the time with my own books (not other peoples or library books). I now use a book mark. I don’t write in books, either.

7. Have you ever told someone you don’t own a book when you do?

I don’t think so, at least not intentionally. It’s the other way around…I might say I do have a book, when I forgot that I don’t have it any more, or I can’t find it.

8. Have you ever skipped a chapter or a section of a book?

Yes, I do that quite often. When there are so many long descriptions of mundane things, or repeating parts, or it’s just boring. Just get to the conversations! That’s the best part for me in fiction, anyway. I once had a librarian lady, who knew I read a lot, say I read like she does…skip the boring parts.

9. Have you ever bad mouthed a book you actually liked?

No, why would I do that? If I like a book, I talk about how good it was.

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Well, that was fun! Thanks again, Tabby for bringing this book tag to my attention!

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Anyone else want to answer these questions? Go ahead…I’d love to read your answers! 🙂

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS

Mystery Blogger Award

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Mystery Blogger Award

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I was recently nominated for the Mystery Blogger Award by Feel Purple! Thank you so much! https://hpkahin.wordpress.com/2018/06/07/mystery-blogger-award/

You can read all kinds of fun posts on her blog, so go pay a visit! 🙂

 

 

 

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Here’s some information:

WHAT IS MYSTERY BLOGGER AWARD?
Mystery Blogger Award” is an award for amazing bloggers with ingenious posts. Their blog not only captivates; it inspires and motivates. They are one of the best out there, and they deserve every recognition they get. This award is also for bloggers who find fun and inspiration in blogging, and they do it with so much love and passion.
Okoto Enigma

Awards Rules
• Display award logo
• List the Rules
• Thank the person that nominated you
• Mention and link the award creator: Okoto Enigma
• Answer the 5 questions from who nominated you
• Nominate bloggers….however many suits your fancy when you write it up.

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The questions:

  • What is your idea to feel refreshed after a hectic day?
  • What makes you feel special?
  • Do you use pen and paper to write, before writing on laptop?
  • Which is your favorite memory from childhood?
  • Tell me about that place where you feel solitude.

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My answers:

  • I usually feel refreshed after being out and about all day, by getting a hot and creamy cup of coffee, then sitting here at the computer catching up with what’s been going on.
  • I feel special when my grand-kids say to me, “I love you.”
  • I write some things just freestyle stream of consciousness on my PC keyboard, well, most of the time. Other times I use pen and notebook, for poems, and fiction stories
  • There’s too many favorite childhood memories to list them all. But, here’s a couple… riding my bike all over our neighborhood with the other kids, and also when my parents would surprise us with a trip to the drive-in movies in the evening time.
  • A place of solitude would be here at home, where I can do what I want, when I want, or do nothing at all, and wear pajamas all day if I want to.

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I nominate everyone who would like to participate.

Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS

Escapist Coloring Club – June

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Escapist Coloring Club – June

The Escapist Coloring Club Prompt – June 1, 2018

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This is a fun challenge! We can relax by coloring, and then show off what we’ve done here. Thanks Linda for such a great idea! Click the link above to find out how to join in.

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Here’s what I’ve been working on coloring lately. I’m still using the new colored pencils I got, the Twistables from Crayola. They work really well.

I have a lot of all kinds of coloring books, all with pretty designs, but sometimes I get tired of all the tiny details on the pages. That’s why for a break from those, I have some regular kid’s coloring books. The pictures are larger, so they are easier to color in. The last photo is one of these. I have some more with even larger pictures, and I can add my own swirlies and dots and things, to make it interesting. 🙂

Until next time, happy coloring!

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Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS

Two Souls: Into the Fire # 10

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Two Souls: Into the Fire # 10

Warning…adult content

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Ghost walked down the gravelly path back to the highway. He was still so mad at Steve. He fumed and snorted and muttered to himself as he walked. As he went along the side of the road, cars whizzed by, their occupants staring at the red faced, blond hippie stomping along in his old Army jacket. The heat must have tetched him, they thought. Ghost began to slow down his pace.

“It’s too hot out here to keep going,” he panted. The cool shade of the North Carolina woods beckoned, so he figured he’d rest awhile over there under the pine trees. He knew these woods around Missing Mile probably better than anyone. He’d roamed this area since he was a kid. Being mountain born, and raised by his herbalist Grandmother had its advantages, he guessed. He never got lost out here. He hoped Steve got bit by a spider, maybe he even fell in the lake. That would serve him right.

“Hmmph,” he snorted, as he leaned back against a tree. His mind began to wander as he cooled off. He thought about the day he met Steve…that day in these same woods. How he’d warned Steve of the giant spider web he was about to walk into. He couldn’t stand the thought of anyone else getting spiders on them, since he hated them so much his own self.

“Hmmph, should’a let him run right into it,” he thought. He didn’t know why he had a spider phobia, or when it started. They even came to him in his dreams.

“Maybe a harbinger of bad things to come, a warning omen.” He shuddered at the thought. Saying the word out loud, “harbinger,” he shuddered again. “I ain’t skeered of much a’nothin’, just spiders,” he told himself. “Nothin’ wrong about that…it just is.”

The shadows grew longer as the day passed along lazily. Ghost fell asleep. He was exhausted, and his sleep was dreamless for a change. When he awoke, he was disoriented for a bit. It came back to him slowly, but by then, the edge of his anger had worn down. What he felt now was hunger. He’d not eaten all day. Steve had all the food back at the campsite. It was beginning to be twilight…how long had he been asleep, he wondered.

Getting to his feet, he worked out what he’d say to Steve when he got back there.

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Steve had been worried about Ghost off and on throughout the afternoon. On the one hand, he probably should go look for him. On the other hand, Ghost was probably still mad at him. And anyway, he thought, Ghost never gets lost in these woods. He knows exactly where he is, and he himself would probably be the one who got lost.

So he waited. The fishing had been pretty good…caught a few…cleaned them, and as it got dark, he lit a campfire and began to cook them. He figured if Ghost was anywhere nearby, the smell of cooking, and his hunger would lure him out. Sure enough, Ghost slowly took shape in the shadows of the woods, looking for all the world like a ghostly, pale wraith.

Steve smiled to himself. He tried to judge what Ghost’s mood was. He wasn’t getting a mad vibe from him, just a really hungry guy who’s a little leery of coming near. He kept cooking the fish, and Ghost edged closer.

When he was a little closer, still, Steve said softly, “Hey,” and looked at Ghost. “Come and eat.”

Ghost nodded, came and sat down. He looked at the fire and began his rehearsed speech. “Steve,” he whispered, “sorry I got mad at you.” He bit his lower lip.

Steve’s heard melted at his friend’s obvious discomfort at apology. “Yeah, I’m sorry I laughed at you, Ghost,” Steve said softly. They both looked up into each other’s eyes, and both knew they’d been forgiven. They smiled.

They ate the fish, and then the sandwiches, washing it all down with the cold beer. Then Ghost remembered something.

“Hey, Steve, did you bring the molasses?” he asked.

“Yeah, it’s over here,” Steve replied. “Here, catch,” he tossed the jar to Ghost. “What are you gonna put it on? You already ate the sandwiches.”

Ghost looked at Steve and showed him he didn’t need anything else. He took off the lid, inhaling the dark, rich aroma of liquid sorghum. He closed his eyes and breathed deep. “Ahhh,” he sighed.

Steve watched as his best friend dipped his fingers into the thick, sweet syrup and slowly licked them. He watched with his mouth open, a bit of drool flooding his mouth. He licked his own lips as Ghost continued to lick his sticky fingers, again and again. Ghost kept making a slurping sound…almost a sexual sound. He looked as if he was in ecstasy, and maybe he was. As long as Steve had known him, he associated Ghost with molasses. Ghost always smelled faintly of the stuff, and his kisses tasted of it. Molasses was Ghost’s drug of choice. He never went a day without it. He’d probably have withdrawal if he couldn’t get it, Steve marveled. For some reason it seemed to calm him down.

Steve continued to watch Ghost, who was totally focused for once. In spite of himself he felt turned on. He felt himself begin to breathe harder. In spite of himself he wanted to taste Ghost’s molasses covered lips, his molasses covered tongue…and so he did.

He reached over and held Ghost’s face in his rough hands and touched his own tongue to Ghost’s sticky lips, parting them, and the resulting warm sweetness of tongue on tongue was almost enough to make him loose control right then.

Ghost relaxed into the deep kiss, and they fell together back onto their blanket. Stickiness of their rising heat of skin on skin. Stickiness of the sweat hot day, stickiness of molasses…and stickiness of their love, co-mingled under the twinkling stars.

They fell asleep in each other’s arms once again.

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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.