• Blog,  books,  Reading,  Thoughts

    Thoughts While Reading Last Night

    Last week a friend of mine downloaded the Goodreads app to her cell phone and joined up with many others on a 2017 book reading challenge. You set a goal of a certain amount of books to read within the year and then off you go to meet that limit. I have never joined that since I generally go through phases where I’ll be in one mode or another. For example, I’m currently in knitting mode which means that’s pretty much what I’ll be doing until I’ve had enough. Then I’ll begin something else that catches my fancy, like reading. I’ll binge read until I can’t read anymore and then…

  • #BeReal,  Blog,  Parenting

    It Takes a Big Man…

    It takes a lot to admit you’re wrong, but it takes even more to admit to your faults. One of mine is that I am very sensitive to being told I’m not responsible or that I am a bad parent. Don’t tell me I’m either because unless you are around me and my kids 100% of the time you have no idea whether I am a good parent or not, or if I’m completely irresponsible. If you see one moment out of thousands of moments, does that even give you the right to judge me on it? Maybe. Maybe not. But what if you are around me and my kids…

  • Poetry,  Rape,  Writing

    Painting the Roses Red

    Last night I decided it was time to actually clean my bedroom. Since we moved into the new house last spring the master bedroom seems to have become the dumping ground for things that no one knows where to store. This makes for a pretty lousy area in which to get a restful night’s sleep. It is a very large job however, so I’ve only made a start but it was enough to actually feel a bit accomplished. My dresser and nightstand are now nice and neat and dust-free. The up-side to this small burst of house cleaning energy is that I have a place to put the books I’d…

  • Compassion,  poetry,  Writing

    Something To Think About Today

      The Homeless By Jessica Scott   North winds blow winter’s chill across a bleak and dreary landscape. Trees bereft of leaves bear small resemblance to their grand summer counterparts, looking more like stick figure apparitions with moaning countenances. Still, I love the cold and otherworldly beauty in the seeming death of nature. There’s hope hidden in every hibernating leaf bud, the promise of spring in evergreen bushes.   As I gaze through frost-painted windows, warm in my nest with a cup of tea at hand, I watch the small brown birds that live in the holly on the other side of the glass pane huddle together and I wonder…

  • Blog,  poetry,  Well-Tempered Bards,  Writing

    So Far So Good

      So, here we are, four days into the new year, and there’s already been some changes as you can obviously see. The new look is working for me for now, but we’ll see how it goes. With my restless ways you never know what you’re going to find when you drop by. Next. I don’t remember if I shared the news or not but my peace poem was published along with the other Poets For Peace members in Praxis Magazine Online. Every year they are going to publish the anthology for the group. The download is free and you can get it here (clickable link). There were so many wonderful…

  • Blog

    I’m Back…

    Happy Blogiversary! Today marks three years since I began blogging. The last several months there’s not been any activity going on here on the blog due to some unforeseen technical problems involving my host server. After months going back and forth with them it looks like the problem was fixed and it turned out to be a simple solution. For whatever reason, my permissions were completely deleted. Meaning: I didn’t have access to my blog…at all. But, it’s all fixed now. But, we’re not done yet. Once again I’m going to update and refresh my whole look here at Chez Lunatic. Expect a new theme and maybe even a new…

  • October Poetry Writing Month,  OctPoWriMo

    #OctPoWriMo Day One: TIME

    Hello, my lovelies. I apologize for the lack of blog posts. I’m afraid I had several technical difficulties which resulted in the blog being down for a few months while the problem was tracked down and fixed. Also, I’ve been sick with what I think was the flu but it acted like bronchitis and now I’m to be tested for underlying adult asthma. Fun stuff. Still, considering what my other possibilities were (i.e., heart attack or lung cancer), I’ll certainly take the better of them. And now that I’m back to feeling *somewhat* normal (I can breathe and sprint across the road without feeling like I’m going to pass out),…

  • Poetry

    What Is Written Beneath the Skin

    The Bone Writers By Jesi Scott   All you see is what you think I am, No more than that. And you think I don’t understand So you talk of things in front of me   Never knowing I hear what you say And understand what you don’t, The invisible mask you think you wear Reflected only too clearly   To those who see you as you really are. We live through each other, A ripple effect with pebbles Thrown from ghosts in the shadows,   Lives entwined into a miasma, Tangled ribbons, Where I begin and you end, My face on your mask,   Both of us on display…

  • Poetry,  Publishing

    One Impossible Thing Is Coming True-Five More To Go

    So, I did a something about a month ago. I entered a poem into a big contest. Not one of those for-kicks-and-grins kind of contests, this one has a $2000 grand prize. I didn’t tell anyone about it. Honestly, I didn’t think it was that big of a deal and there was a wait period of about two weeks before I would know if my poem had been accepted. It was an electronic submission which then automatically setup a profile for me on the website. So, I filled out the profile info and then uploaded a few poems. And then I left it alone and forgot about it. Things have…