• Life,  Poetry,  Writing

    What Dreams May Come…

    It seems my words may be coming back. I woke up crying from a dream I don’t remember and the first four lines of this in my head. After  ten continuing minutes, and ultimate uselessness in trying to go back to sleep, the grinding gears inside my head refused to shut up, so up I got and you are the lucky recipient of something new. I don’t know what it was that upset me in the dream but I still feel as if I’ve suffered a loss. Just so you know, everything is otherwise fine here at Chez Lunatic. But I am definitely going to stop snacking close to bedtime.…

  • OctPoWriMo,  OctPoWriMo 2015,  Poetry

    What Would You Do?

    Today’s poetry prompt is to write about conquering the world. What if you had no boundaries, nothing counted, and you could do anything you want. Basically, pretend you are Bill Murray reliving Groundhog Day for one day. What would you do? There is only one thing I would do. I would spend one more day with my dad. I would show him how his passing has made me stronger, how it pushed me to begin stepping out of my comfort zones, and how proud I am to be his daughter. Have a great Thursday! xo Jesi   Limitless By Jesi Scott     If the sky were the limit And there…

  • OctPoWriMo,  OctPoWriMo 2015,  Poetry

    For Pete’s Sake…

    Apologies. Yesterday, I was unable to submit anything for the OctPoWriMo prompt because I ended up having to wear an eye patch on an eye which left my other eye for me to see with…and I am apparently blind as a bat with little depth perception in that eye. I think what may have happened is that while I was outside in my backyard some pollen got in my eye (you would not believe the amount of pollen out there right now-it covers everything) and I am apparently very ocularly allergic to pollen. I felt as if the Snow Queen’s mirror had broken and that the shard of glass was…

  • #BeReal,  Blog

    Straight From My Heart Love Will Never End

    Two years ago this very day I was in Amarillo spending the last birthday he would ever have with my dad. Well, actually, yesterday was that day. My kids and I drove up from Dallas to surprise him. Three kids in a Jeep Compass on a six to seven hour drive. And the smile on his face when I walked in the door…I will never forget my dad’s smile. I didn’t write this yesterday because I couldn’t. Some days the Missing Him is fine while other days the rend in my heart is opened fresh. Yesterday I felt ok, until I didn’t. So I distracted myself as best I could…

  • Compassion,  Poetry

    Life Goes On

    Hello, my Darlings. Life throws you into a spin every now and then, and right now it’s my turn to be thrown off the merry-go-round. The last two weeks have been busier than I wanted them to be and will continue to be busy until after June 6th. There have been band concerts and school activities for all the kids, and, of course, my birthday thrown in the middle. There are still band concerts to attend and at least one more band banquet, which will make three weekends in a row I’ve had the opportunity to really dress up for an occasion. Then, graduation for Big Son. All of that…

  • Thoughts,  Writing

    Practice Writing: At First Glance

    This past Sunday, Amanda (the lady who runs our writing group) asked us what we would like to improve about our writing. I said, basically, that I’d like to be able to just sit down and write. Distractions keep me from completing a story. Whether it’s tearing after the Tornado who’s getting into something, or social media sites, or even just my phone, there’s always something that grabs my attention. That doesn’t mean that when I sit down and write I don’t accomplish anything. When I am writing, I get into a zone and once I’m going I can write for hours. My problem is that I can’t write for…