Grey Dreams

On the horizon rests a promise of more, when tomorrow comes. A new day, heated and bright, rays of hope sailing over the cloudy grey. A grey possibly only within the mind, and not shading a perfect sky of blue. That promise, is it real or just a dream, something made up and something that… Continue reading Grey Dreams


My Sundays are dead. Truly.

Thanks a whole hell of a lot Negan. You have truly ruined everything for me. Another Sunday, another day of The Walking Dead. I am  not only excited but a little disappointed. Tonight is the season finale. To ease that pain somewhat we get the season premier of Fear (The Walking Dead). And, this is the… Continue reading My Sundays are dead. Truly.


As I Remember It

Happy New Year! Before I fully step into a brand new year, I have to take note of the one that just ended. I hear a lot about how horrible of year we just had. Moving forward with a new start surely feels good. Perhaps it is my age and sorry to see yet another… Continue reading As I Remember It


It’s fine if you call me a Pagan

It would be great to hear Dad's opinions on what is taking place in our Country. Church and politics never seemed  so intertwined as they are today. It has felt to me that I must choose a side if I want to worship. In essence, I suppose I have. There certainly is a majority rule in… Continue reading It’s fine if you call me a Pagan


Kneeling Grace

  On and on it goes. Words carry deeply with them emotions that bind us and commit us to action. There is action to enforce and sometimes action to defeat when words are said. It is an aged old story of bricks and stones can break the bones but words can never hurt. It is… Continue reading Kneeling Grace


Clutching Peace

Today, every reason I had, every objection, all worry, doubt and concern, lay in a deep puddle of what feels like, a wasted effort. There is a part of me that wants to write explicitly about it, but more importantly, I want to have hope that we all can work through it.   Photo by clarita  


WiPW – NaNo Edition: Featuring Cynthia

Shaun allowed me a space to write a Guest Post for Clockwork Clouds. I’m grateful to him for the feature. Come by to say hello and be sure to follow Shaun. Thank you Shaun!

Clockwork Clouds

Welcome to Clockwork Clouds first ever Guest Post!

As you’ll have read I’ve been banging on about people taking part in Work in Progress Wednesdays – I posted yesterday, I posted last week and I have a permanent contact form. Well, it turns out it actually works and if you’d like to see more of these, you know what to do! My aim was always to help people share their ideas; inspiration can be catching after all. So, sharing ideas with us today… Is Cynthia over at Willowbeithe! Take it away Cynthia!


Why write with NaNoWriMo?


What is happening right now? I am writing. It is the easiest thing in the world to be convinced that something else is more important than sitting down and writing. Because of participating with writing a novel in November, my goal is 1667 words a day. It is challenging…

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Perhaps it is time to give lady liberty back?   With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!" When my ancestors made their way to… Continue reading EXODUS