Again, I am going to talk about another wonderful woman I met over the weekend at this writing conference I attended. Patricia Bell-Scott, I don't even have words to describe the friendship that emerged. She is an award winning published author and all around humble human being. Please check out her website: http://patriciabellscott.com/ Then purchase… Continue reading Let’s Share: Patricia Bell-Scott
Reblogging something old, because the creativity is being reserved for a new chapter of my book. Source: Wordsmith
We often ignore our dreams and avoid aspirations because we have responsibilities; this type of avoidance can lead to regret. “I got bills to pay, mouths to feed, ain’t nothing in this world for free.” Far too often we push aside our hopes and dreams as we douse the passion of fervent youth when reality begins… Continue reading The Regret
Blogging is an adventurous outlet, with an innate freedom of expression that allows you to explore the weirdest ideas that could come about. Maybe you are able to traverse the confines of your soul and release them with new words, or maybe you just write. One time I told someone they wouldn’t find my blog, to… Continue reading The Soul of My Blog?
This is what happens when a high strong spirit collides with an ill-behaved sprite.
What would happen if Puck and Ariel met in an unexpected encounter? Defining their roles as male and female is what leads to this short creation of a wild meeting between two mystical characters. This is what happens when a high strong spirit collides with an ill-behaved sprite.
Setting: Puck and Arielle arrive at Kate and Petruchio’s home before the return from Bianca’s wedding.
Puck: How now fair spirit? Why come’st though to this home?
Arielle: Watch thy tone with me nimble sprite. Question me not as to why I enter this abode.
Puck: Fiery and stormy I gather you will show me how thy tempest is created?
Arielle: Dost thou take me for a fool to play such silly games with a woodland tool.
Puck: Thou dost surely need this tool to calm thy storm.
Arielle: And thou must need a storm…
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