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A Dose of Reality, a poem.

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Today I thought of you,
not in an obsessive, sad way,
in a way that I looked at the facts
Of you. I thought about how you live.
I thought about how I live.
I concluded –
you are not my type.
We have little in common,
I have no reason to love you.
No reason at all
to love you
so much-
so long.

The heart doesn’t listen
to my brain, I can only mute one for so long
before the heart slips up, like a virus that takes hold
and temporarily makes me insane. It’s okay,
because I am growing. I am learning,
the heart doesn’t have to be right,
I am healing.
The infection is coming to an end.
I can feel my heart beat again.
I can feel it becoming mine again.
The vaccine is working.
Just another dose of reality.

Afternoon View, a poem.

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The Setting:

The soil turns black as rain
pelts the ground, making it both
fluffy and rich, a place where
the thirsty hydrangea can prosper
and the common yellow day Lily
will bloom. I seek my sanctuary
within the warm walls with subtle light
casting its yellow hue across the pages
of my books. Blankets and pillows crowd
me and I snuggle amidst their beckoning
words which seem to whisper, “Stay.”
And so my body folds into a cradle,
arms carefully squeezing me tight,
and in the softest whisper I can muster
I quietly respond, “Okay.”

Morning View, a poem

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The Setting:


Honey drips from my lips
as I bite into the buttery biscuit
seated in a plush recliner
dogs bark wistfully outside
while laughter is trickling in
soft bacon melts in my mouth
and I open my eyes wider
as the sun peeks over the window
warming my legs temporarily
as I know rain is on its way
thoughts this morning are deep
reflective thoughts of morning’s
golden light and I realize I am
dreaming with eyes wide open
perfectly satisfied in an unsatisfactory world

Sanctuary, a poem.

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Light, wispy, brown and gray hairs tickle my cheeks
as the cold whoosh of the fan chills me. I can still
taste the bitterness of the cold that flew in,
sitting as if king, upon his throne in my sinuses.
The muted noise of the television barely graces my ears
as my runny eyes seek the bookshelves adorned lovingly
with lights, foliage, paintings, and sculptures.
Rich with the colors of the earth, green, blue, rich browns,
this bedroom feeds the mind even while a
virus courses through my system. Alas, I am
seated in the comfort of my bed, wholly one
with my sanctuary, allowing for the pretend
luxury of my surroundings to carry me off
into a hopeful healing sleep.

Soup, a poem

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Soup
didn’t stop my eyes from watering
nor did it prevent my nose from running
but I made it anyway.
I ate it anyway.

Soup
didn’t stop the heat from coming on
the fevered dreams of day from playing on
but I saw them anyway.
I ate it anyway.

Soup
so thick my throat was coated in it
cheese and broccoli, I can’t taste it
but I swallowed it anyway.
I ate it anyway.

Reading Update: “The Hotel Nantucket” by Elin Hilderbrand

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Pet Peeve: Price tags on books 🙁

First of all, welcome to the month of September! This is my favorite month and season all rolled into one.

A couple of days ago, I began reading The Hotel Nantucket by Elin Hilderbrand. I am now at the halfway point, and must tell you that I found an uncanny resemblance to reading a Stephen King novel, specifically, Needful Things. The stories are completely different, but I’m still getting that vibe, and even waiting for the bad things to start happening, as the story unravels in more and more detail.

It could just be the way we jump from character to character in the story, with a narrator that just kind of sneaks up on us right from the beginning. Or the way we dive into their sneaky lives with a glimpse of each character as we go along. I have favorites already, I adore Lizbet and Edie, and the jury is still out on Chad, while I am affronted by Alessandra and Xavier, sneaky and a bit appalling. I find Magda to be a complete mystery, and well, I definitely find fascination in our haunted hotel’s famous mystery, Grace.

I am however, unequivocally enraptured by this tale. I have quite the diverse background in employment of my own, and one of those jobs was working front desk at a hotel for a short while, and boy, the author REALLY knows what she is talking about when discusses guests, and their reviews, which of course, leave themselves in a favorable light, even if they are not so savory characters.

I have just met the new night auditor in the story, and well, I trust Grace’s instincts. I am instantly on guard waiting for the terrible story behind his veil of perfection.

Yes, this summer drama is definitely worth a second look. Surprisingly I found this book through a bargain store, and got an amazing deal on it. I’m not sure how it ended up there, but so far, I am definitely liking the vibe of it. Certainly worth putting on your reading list.

Full review to come later!

“Something About September” by Julia McKay – A book review.

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This was a gem of a romance novel.

I was immediately engulfed into my favorite season when I began reading this story. Fall perfection was found in every word, from the many mentioned ciders, pumpkins, and the scent of burning leaves in the air. I felt like I was already embracing September. I kid you not, I even made a special trip to my local Biggby coffee to pick up a “white pumpkin” coffee to enjoy this morning as I embarked through the fictional town of Bramley Hollow. It just felt right.

This story evoked every nostalgic feeling I carry about the autumn season. The breeze in the air, the scent of wind, corn mazes, apple trees, coffee, and books. Oh boy, did they love books in this story! I honestly felt this story was a match made in heaven for me.

The romance was on point, gentle yet intense at just the right moments. It was almost too perfect – and I did find myself reminded of the Hallmark romance movies I love so much.

That said, I could easily see myself picking this story up again, yearly, every time the Fall season is hinted at. It is a pleasure to sink into a mindlessly delicious romance that embraces everything I love about Fall.

A joy for the senses, with a happy-ending, although a bit predictable, and not exactly realistic about the world we live in today, but a true break from reality to absorb the best part about fiction, which is we can do or be anything in a story. We can fall in love and keep it. We can have second chances in life without worry about the sticky things, like the costs to our plans, the ex-wives of our husbands. We are rolled into a world where things go right, just as we wish them to.

If you are looking for a beautiful escape from reality this fall, this romantic interlude might be just what you’re looking for. If you love fall, and want the season to last, this book might be just what you’re looking for. If small town romance, high school crushes, and second chances are your thing – this might be the book you are looking for.

I highly recommend coming to the story prepared with your own seasonal drink of choice, and maybe a little something to nibble on, as you embark on small town life in Bramley Hollow.

Happy reading!