Eager to sit back and relax??

I can’t believe I actually posted that comment… do I even know myself? I’m not the relaxing type lol

Book 3 is well underway and it’s nothing like my Victorian era books. I had been a little worried I would fall into a category and would only be able to write certain things, but then I realised, I am my own category. I write what pulls me, what draws me in and won’t let me go. I write until I feel that story has been released.

Sometimes It’s a full book, sometimes it’s only a page or two, sometimes it’s submitting one article on a topic I recently found interesting.

I write what I feel needs to be written. And right now, a lot is screaming to be read.

So why on earth would I have said I’m read to sit back and relax??? 😅🤦🏻‍♀️

Here’s to new beginnings and realising the ghosts.

Happy July 2020 everyone!

May the year start looking up!

~Jen

Happy New Year everyone

So I’m a week late getting around to telling everyone Happy New Year… deadlines have never been my friend. Lol

I don’t normally do anything for New Years, or any holiday for that matter, but this year I decided to something besides lay around in my bed wishing I could be clocked in and bringing in a better paycheck for the week. Shall we say #workaholic ? Lol

The simple magic that is a fresh Sunrise and a light breeze.

Honestly, my last minute decisions to go lounge on a hotel balcony was definitely a great way to start 2020.

I’m such a creature of habit (in a way) that this was exactly what I needed to jump start the muse for this year 💞

Now to get on with the manuscript I took with me in hopes of “getting some work done” which never happened, because who could work with the sun shinning down on this lovely view ??

Maybe next time the beach and I can work out an arrangement where I split my time evenly between work and play 😜

Until next time my dears.

Jen

I waited for you…

I waited for you.

And I told myself that that was the last time I would waste any more moments of my life waiting on you to show up and show me you give a crap about me.

But here I am again.  Waiting.  It’s been almost an hour and I haven’t heard anything from you.  I’ve been replaying last night. How you subtly brushed into me and slipped these keys into my hand and told me that you needed to see me. “I miss you, please.” You texted after you walked away. In that moment my mind ran from excitement to worry, from confusion to comfort…  And now I’m here again, confused, frustrated… hoping…waiting. I can’t convince myself to leave and stop waiting for you. Why can’t I leave you? Why can’t I leave you hanging on the thought that I didn’t show? God, that would be such karmic justice.

These damn keys. I spin them around on my finger until they fly off and fall to the floor board on the passenger side. Ugh!

I get out, go around the car and scoop up the keys. The sky is pitch black making the stars seem brighter than normal and the moon is so engorged I can feel it’s energy. Between the moon and the smell of sea salt in the air… damn you. I get back in the car and slam the door shut, I crack the windows to let the the salt air in and I sit back and I wait.    Lights flash into the parking lot, my heart skips a beat and my breath catches in my throat for split second. You’re here?.. It’s not you, the sedan parks and a couple gets out and carry’s their sleeping child into the hotel lobby.

And just like that, I feel broken. Like you have physically sliced into my heart and I just sit here bleeding. I let you do this, I gave you the power to make me feel small and insignificant.

But dammit! I do miss you. I feel so drawn to you, that I can’t sleep unless I pass out thinking of you beside me.

I’m getting anxious and it’s driving me to sickness, I can’t wait here like this. I turn on my headlights and pull out of the parking lot like I just murdered someone in one of the rooms.

Slow down Emma, you don’t need to bring attention to yourself.

What if you’re parking right now? What if you just passed me and your parking right now? NOPE! I’m not going to think about that, I’m going to keep driving. You’ve still not so much as texted me.

I park outside of a closed shop, I’m better off walking for a bit instead of driving like a mad women down the road. The last thing I need in my life right now is a speeding ticket or a night in jail. Besides that, the sound of the waves, the smell the of sea air and this beautiful sky is screaming for me to enjoy it. It’s calling me to get lost.

And that’s what I need right now… to be lost from you.

 

~A.G

 

 

The weekly back and forth…

So here we are again, wrestling the endless game of are we on again or off for good…

Why do we as humans put ourselves in these situations?

And why are we so prone to repeat our own histories?

I can’t focus on my work or pay any attention to this stupid meeting going on right now, because all I can think about is your face. Your damn face and its endless supply of expressions that are so damn hard to read! Why are you so hard to read? I never struggle with people, I can see everything they hide between the lines.

But you.

You are a different story.

I can’t read you. And I hate it.

~A.G

The great Kindle mishap

Well, it’s finally working!!

Thanks to my brother getting bored and deciding to tinker with it ☺️

He managed to get it into a full reboot mode and then I just needed to set it back up and download all my books again.

Now I know whenever I’m having issues with an electronic device, just leave it somewhere my brother will see it and wait for him to get bored 😂

So now I can finally sit down and get started on The Dark Web Murders 🕷

Now on for some tea, a re-read over my current 15,000-word project and packing for this weekend 😊

I’m so happy with the things going on in my life right now. Certain aspects are nipping my heels and causing more stress than I care to deal with, but I’m use to the battle. It’s part of life.

Happy reading everyone!

\AG/