Global warming, I wonder or just that on storm. That seems to haunt us every year. It seems the pretty , fluffy snowfalls of my youth. Are gone, the snow melts and freezes,. Days of melting snow and dangerous ice. I remember walking in the pasture, in the woods. Now filled with disgusting mansions and roadways. Selfish developers heads when they cut.

147;The canvas of a writer is not the parchment on which words are written, instead, the mind of the reader, in which the writing comes to life. Allow me a moment and I shall paint a picture inside your mind so vivid that you will remember it for all of the days that you enjoy to read; for I am an able writer. Welcome to the blog of C. Wow I liike this blog.

Posted by Clare L Byiers. Asymp; Leave a comment. 530am and still sleep evades me. Like a clandestine conspiracy, it keeps me from my dreams. I lie here in shadows hoping it will see me and steal me away to Dreamland,. But the quiet gives me little solace just now. Each passing moment slowly ebbing out before me,. Teasing me with the tranquillity I cannot grasp. My head is full of contemplation and memories,. Each moment seems to awaken me further,.

Working for the glory of God. Keep it up fellow bloggers. You make the world go round! September 3, 2012. Thank you to George who is super sweet for nominating my blog to this Super Sweet Award. He loves satay and peanut butter, among other things.

Jots from a Small Apt. Jots from a Small Apt. An idea within an idea within an idea.

Stories and Self-Discovery in Theory and Practice. Kate Arms-Roberts is Moving! Posted by Kate Arms-Roberts. My new site is now live. What you will find there is an expansion of what I have been doing here. Information about the Creativity Coaching I am offering.

She began visiting her spot on the shelves at libraries and bookstores at a young age, gazing between the Os and the Qs. Kimberly received a degree in journalism from the University of North Texas, and has worked in public relations and communications for nearly 20 years. Want to see me run? .

A little do it yourself. To pickle or not to pickle that is the question. I know, I have been absent for a while, I apologize. I have people Facebook-ing me for answers about where I am? Today I have a great post, even if I say so myself. What do you need? 1 Clean you.

Why Are YOU Here? Yummy Food. I have a dear friend in need of medical care. Please read the blog below. Gumbo, Graveyards, and Falling In Love. Four Birthdays and A Funeral. July 28th is a special day in my life. So many birthdays in my family.

Sharing my work in fiction writing. For 1107 days, producing an average of 145 words per day, it looks like this if you make a graph. The graph shows one bar for each work shift, placed at the date when the work shift took place. The length of each bar corresponds to the total number of words in the book, at that date. Referring to the labels in the graph, here are some milestones.