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Monday, 23 January 2017

An Interview with a Vampire

Hello and welcome! Today I have an amazing visitor. I have so many questions that I’ve had to edit and cut down on them in order to make this interview short enough. I hope you will enjoy my interview today with a very unusual vampire.
Interviewer: Good Day to you, sir.
Vampire: Whatever.
Interviewer: (fools with the mike as a nervous reaction then clears throat) So, why not start by telling us how you became a vampire.
Vampire: It’s boring.
Interviewer: Okay. Why not tell us anyway?
Vampire: I got sick then woke up a vampire.
Interviewer: That’s it? No crawling out of a crept somewhere to discover you were now in the 21st century?
Vampire: I told you it was boring. 
Interviewer: (thinking this interview was getting boring already) Okay then. So tell us what you did after you figured out you were a vampire.
Vampire: I did my usual routine.
Interviewer: (getting impatient) You don’t talk much do you?
Vampire: (eyes start gleaming)
Interviewer: (feeling a bit afraid, changes the subject) Well, it must have been very unsettling for you to discover you were a vampire. And I think that’s a very strange way to become one.
Vampire: Are you paid to think here or to talk?
Interviewer: (moving on) Most people have one question that interests them greatly about vampires so I will ask it. Do you sparkle?
Vampire (smiles, showing his vampire teeth) Do you want me to?
Interviewer: (Not sure he does, stays silent)
Vampire: (finally speaks) You are keeping me awake you know. I usually sleep during the day.
Interviewer: (stays silent, not knowing what to ask next)
Vampire: (not liking the silent approach, twists uncomfortably in seat) Okay. No, I don’t sparkle. No, I was not upset when I discovered finally that I was a vampire. In fact, I am the most ordinary vampire that you will ever meet. I do not cringe from the sunlight as it has little affect on me. I can sleep day or night, but prefer the day as I like to make love at night with my Lady.
Interviewer: (amazed at the outburst of vocalism remains quiet, hoping to hear more)
Vampire: I have saved many, almost died a few times and I have many adventures. And If you wish to read about them, or some of them, read my autobiography. It’s called The Vampire and the Lady. Now, if you have no more questions, I will leave.
Interviewer: (realizing that this interview was the worst ever attempted, watched as the vampire rose and disappeared in a puff of smoke) Wherever you are, thanks for the interview. I can’t say that it was great or that I enjoyed it, but it was different.
(Suddenly, a large bat winged into the room out of nowhere. It perched on top of the interviewer’s head and shit, letting the interviewer know in no uncertain terms that he had not enjoyed the interview either.)
Interviewer: (wiping his head with a tissue, picks up the mike and says, “I think I’m going to read The Vampire and the Lady now.”

Wednesday, 30 November 2016


I had a dream one wintery night, when the howling winds and blowing snow pushed and prodded around my body. I had been forced to be amidst it to shovel my walkway in order not to get fined if someone slipped and fell on my part of the sidewalk. 
Slogging off the snow and wet clothing, I grimmest when I entered my bright kitchen. My eyes had grown so accustom to the dark, furious storm that pain now seared behind my eyeballs. Wearily, I climbed the stairs and dropped on my bed. Moments later, I found the energy to pull away the comforter and crawl between the  freezing sheets and lay there shivering and grieving over tomorrow's hell.
If I didn't manage to get through it, my boss would give me hell all right for he was one who didn't believe in obstacles, especially when they interfered with his workers. Amid the screams of high winds and the slosh of snow beating on my windows, I tried to sleep. But all I managed to do was dream chaotically between intervals of tossing, turning and slamming the pillows to find a more comfortable spot for my aching head. 
Somewhere in the night, my senses dulled and finally I slipped away to a peaceful unknown in the early sleeping hours of the morning. A place emerged where no snow, no sound, no boss could enter. I seemingly floated toward a bright, red door, and before I could reach to open it, the door slowly creaked and parted. Again, I floated into a room of half darkness lit only by candles whose flickers seemed to wink at me. I felt welcomed there and serenely peaceful. The walls were lined with books in an orderly library style, but the room was eerily empty. 
Then, out of the quiet came ...

I laughed until I cried, exhausted as if I'd spent an eternity talking...talking and listening to my friends responses. I awoke with a chuckle and felt a large smile on my face. The sun glared at me from an east window, and the crystal hanging there spewed forth a multi-coloured radiance over the ceiling and walls.
I suddenly felt sad to have left the book world, but I was no longer anxious about beginning my day. I'd learned something ... something I'd always known but never thought about. My world wasn't the only one. There were millions of worlds ... in books. And each book held many lives, many tragedies, and much happiness. A myriad of problems, conflicts and decisions and in the end a solution. Sometimes satisfactory, other times at loose ends. But an end none the less.

So, what do you think the writer discovered that changed things? What do you think came out of the quiet? I have my own ideas but it would be interesting to see different points of view on what made the change take place. Do you think that dreams can influence our daily life and change us?

Sunday, 22 May 2016


I haven't much to say, I've been away, too long. But here's a poem. 

The World Goes 

The world goes on
But I stand still
In day and night
And always will

As long as time passes
I'll wear my sunglasses
And fill each new day
With the bright sunny ways

But the world goes on
And I stand still
I carry the torch
I climb to the hill

I look down on life
And the world goes on
And the nights are cold
And I'm feeling old

But I stand still
I will never fulfill
My earthly dreams
If you know what I mean

The world goes on
And on and on 
Spinning, changing, adapting
But I stand still

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Thursday, 17 March 2016


When women reach a 'certain' age, it's normal for our skin to change, not to mention a number of other body parts. However, the way we handle that change can make all the difference in how we feel about it right down to how we look. This time I'm talking about colour. We lose it! Yep, all that fresh healthy looking skin takes on a different hue. Hey, it's normal. And when we start to get grey hair, that just adds to the drabs. 

So, if you're not into colouring your hair, whether conventional or outlandish, then you can still add colour in what you wear. Let's face it, some people just get into a rut of the same ole. And, women often end up wearing a lot of beige, grey and other blandish colours.

Nothing wrong with those colours at all, except when your hair and skin blend into them, making you look more like one whole piece of chalk. To me, colour is not just about how it makes one look brighter but also how it makes one feel more alive. And we are alive so we probably should keep acting it. And this is not about acting one's age either, whatever all that is about. As the saying goes, how can one act one's age when you have never been that age before? So, we stumble and move forward trying to get it right for us. And yes, I say right for us, because no one knows what is right for another person. We are all individuals and that makes what we do all different. 

Some of you ladies might be into the new bright hair which can be anything from purple, to pink to navy. Well, maybe, if that's your bag then go at it. If it makes you feel great then do it. Personally, I don't want to. Not yet anyway. Sure, I'm like all the rest of you. I want to do something different. I go to bed every night thinking that tomorrow might be the day that I make a few unexpected-to-everyone changes. But then I get up and the day takes on an appearance much like the day before. I still have my grey hair when I go to bed, and I still have the tummy bulge that I've vowed I need to get rid of. Maybe tomorrow.

But I'm getting a bit off my subject here which is colour. Yes, next time you shop for yourself, try looking at the bright side of life. For some it will be easy and for others not so much. Adding colour to your wardrobe is not always easy for some. So I urge you to just try one item. One little item. Perhaps if you are into scarves you might choose a really bright one. Multiple colours perhaps instead of one solid shade. If you like jewellery, try choosing something colourful and large. Or buy a bright purse, red, yellow, multicoloured.

If you are braver than that, try a yellow dress, or a pair of red pants. One thing though that most ladies already know is to stay away from dressing yourself in all the same colour. That just turns out boring, and if you should choose yellow you might end up looking like Big Bird and that's not what you would have intended I am sure. 

My big deal for colour is mainly one thing. At least this is the start for me. BLUSH. Yes, I love my blush. That sallow look that creeps up on our skin with age can be magically destroyed with just a hint of blush. A nice lip colour is also a great enhancement, whether you choose to go with a soft pink or a striking red. You know what's best for you. I like a red myself but not truly bright. Mine needs to have a hint of brown in it. We all know that colour on the lips makes our teeth sparkle whiter. 

I'd like to know what you think of colour and how you use it to brighten yourself and your day? Of course we can also add more colour to our home. That always helps lift our spirits. But mainly I'm talking about colouring ourselves here. What magic colour schemes do you use to add zest to your life?

Saturday, 26 December 2015


Today I'm very excited to be the interviewer and the writer on this little skit.

Interviewer: Good Afternoon. Today I’m interviewing a writer. And I’ve decided to do something different. Instead of asking about the books and the writing secrets, I’m going to get personal. I already know that this writer is not married, so my first question will be, “Do you have a boyfriend?”

Writer: I do! I have two of them.

Interviewer: Two? How do you manage that?

Writer: Well, it’s not that hard really. You see, one of them is sort of a special occasion beau that I don’t see too often. And the other is sort of an every-day type.

Interviewer: I see. So which one are you most partial to?

Writer: Oh, I love them both. (laughs and jangles the beads around her neck)

Interviewer: Yeah, but doesn’t it get complicated sometimes?

Writer: Not often. Herme, that’s my every-day beau, isn’t too interested in celebrating special occasions. So the field is open for Harve to drop by.

Interviewer: Very interesting and very convenient too.

Writer: Absolutely! And on the odd occasion where they’ve both ended up being in the same place, they do get along. Harve brags a lot though. Thinks he’s better than Herme.

Interviewer: Why does he think that?

Writer: Well, it’s probably because he is. (laughs again and flings back a strand of hair from forehead) I mean, Harve is kinda suave and he dresses better than Herme. Don’t get me wrong, 
Herme is no slob. He’s just kinda more ordinary. You dig?

Interviewer: I guess. So which one is the best looking?

Writer: (contemplates this and looks thoughtful before responding) I’d say that they are both good looking. It’s just that Harve has that special quality about him. That’s why he’s great for special occasions.

Interviewer: When you say, special occasions, what exactly do you mean by that?

Writer: Well, what do you think? He drops by at Christmas and my birthday, and sometimes on other occasions. He’s been around on Valentine’s Day also. I always like to celebrate with Harve.

Interviewer: So it seems like he’s really your special guy.

Writer: Oh no. I love Herme too. Herme’s so sweet. Well, Harve is too, but in a different way, you know? They both make me feel so warm and relaxed and comfortable.

Interviewer: I’d say you are one lucky writer.

Writer: (laughs) I’m very lucky. But you know what?

Interviewer: What? (thinking writer is going to expose some deep, dark secret)

Writer: When I’m deep into writing … I don’t want either of them around. I really can’t have anything that will break my concentration. I want to have a clear head when I’m writing, I need to, you understand?

Interviewer: I think so.

Writer: (smiles and waits for the next question)

Interviewer: Thank you so much for your time and it’s been great.

Writer: Oh, you are so welcome. I have to go now. Herme is waiting. I really need him after this interview. I get so worked up when I’m having an interview and I need to wrap my arms around Herme for some comfort. I can’t wait to put my lips on him and drink in his wonderfulness.

Interviewer: (blushing) Yes. Well, it’s been great as I said, and I won’t keep you away from Herme any longer. I know you’re dying to see him.

Writer: Dying to taste him is more like it. (laughs) Oh, I know that’s too much information.

Interviewer: (clears throat) Well, this has been enlightening. One last question. Can you tell me what are the last names of your two beaus?

Writer: Of course! There’s Harvey Bristol Cream, and Hermit Port Wine. Oh, I do love those boys all of the time. Just thinking about them makes my little heart quiver.

Interviewer: This has been an interview with a writer. Tune in next week for an interview with a vampire.

Tuesday, 15 December 2015

How to Use Sadness in a Positive Way

There are many people who are sadder than others. Maybe they've just been given an extra dose of the sadness gene.  But that doesn't mean they can’t use their sadness to benefit others.
Being sad is not a bad thing overall. With most people it comes and goes with their feelings and what’s going on in their lives.  But with others it is a general personality trait. Even in the best situations some people just generate sadness. So what if you could take that sadness and turn it into something good?

Take Trish for example. Born into a generally happy family with a mom and dad who always seemed to be on the sunny side. They were always calling her names like Sad Sack and Gloomy Shoes. After a bit those names stuck in Trish’s mind. The harder she tried
to think about happy things, the sadder she became. 

This overall general sadness created a gloominess in her life. And it sort of put the damper on family events . Her parents tried to make things sunny, but even when Trish was enjoying herself she still had a demeanor of sadness showing through. 

As stated earlier, everyone gets sad at one time or another. And I’m talking about general sadness not grief. When things happen we are usually happy about it or sad about it. We are gleeful or we 
are disappointed. 

So here’s the answer. Sad people can help sad people. Have you ever been blue over something or someone and had a totally positive person come up to you and say, “Hey, get over it. Let’s do
something fun and you'll soon forget all about that (or him or her)." 
Don’t you just want to slap that person? It’s not like they're making you feel any better. In fact, they just made you feel worse. You just wish they’d go away with their happy thoughts. 

This is where a generally sad person can help.Sometimes negativity thrives better with more negativity. That is empathy. Say you are sitting on a park bench with a dark cloud looming over your head and your positive friend has just left, after trying ten different ways to persuade you to just get over it and have some fun. 
Along comes another friend, the gloomy one. The Trish type. Now,you like both your friends and you have a good time with them most often. But sometimes you just want to be alone. 

When your sad friend sits beside you, she doesn’t start talking immediately, trying to convince you that it’s a great world and you should be celebrating it. She might just gaze out over the park settling her eyes on a couple of swooning swans in the pond. She might offer you some of her popcorn. 

You feel comfortable. The two of you might sit and chew on popcorn for a few minutes in silence. Then, one of you might start to make conversation. It is probably about the swans. Your mind grows peaceful. Someone is sitting beside you, someone is supporting you, without barely saying anything. You see the expression on your friend’s face and instead of annoying you, you can relate. She can relate. It’s like your two bodies are one in your sadness. Then you might feel more open to speak. You might start with your problem, or you might just speak of feeling sad in a general way. But your friend doesn’t push. She might nod her head in agreement, or add something to you remark. 

It’s easy and the conversation starts to flow. Your world does not feel so empty after all. Someone relates to you. You relate to someone else. You are buddies in your sadness. Even if you open your heart and spill your sadness to your friend, she doesn’t fix it for you. She listens and may add something from her own feelings. The day is going easy. You might feel your spirits rise a little. The sadness might not lift but somehow it has been relieved, softened. 

In other situations, the other person might have started the conversation first by relating to you how she feels at the moment, or what makes her sad at times. There are any number of ways a conversation can get started. but however it starts, if it ends up a making you feel better about yourself and your situation, then the negative aspect has become more positive. 

You might find the courage to attack your sadness and see what’s behind it. If you know what’s behind it, you might suddenly form a solution to try and fix it, or just let it run its course as you sit with your sadness friend. 

The whole point is that sadness is not always a bad thing. It is one of our emotions that we naturally at times. You might just wake up sad one morning and you might not even know why you feel that way. Instead of trying to glaze it over with some song and dance that looks like you are happy, try and live through it, live with it, try and understand it. Just work the sadness through you. A lot of people have learned to do this alone. Maybe that is why a friend of yours tells you, “I just need time alone to work things   out.” Or maybe that sadness friend helped you to cope at the time. Maybe one day you can repay the favour by being there for them.

Take your emotions in stride and live through them. It’s easy to say but not that easy to do I know. It would be great if we could just totally live in the moment of our happiness and enjoy it to the ninth degree. But that usually does not happen. Life might be so much simpler if we could just learn how to live with our emotions and accept them for what they are.

A writer uses emotion liberally. Without it the story would not be too interesting. The characters are usually full of all kinds of   interesting emotions from hatred, revenge, sadness, joy, determination, anger, jealousy, and so many more. And the story is set up properly there is little need for many grammatical devices such as the explanation mark! 
If the writer knows how to use emotion then the feelings will be expressed through their actions rather than showing us with punctuation points. Not to say that punctuation points are not important, just not necessary in certain emotional scenes.
Positivity in writing is as much a necessity as positivity in life. And
there is  a way around it, if you take the time to reflect.

Thursday, 5 February 2015


You all know the saying…“Is your cup half empty or half full?" Have you ever stopped to consider what state your cup is in?
Are you an eternal optimist or are you a constant pessimist? Sometimes the answer for that is unclear. Many people are not even sure if they regard their cup half empty or half full. It’s almost as if they never really thought of it seriously.
I’ve often thought of it and I have to admit that I’m not sure which way my cup goes. Or maybe some days it’s half full and other days it’s half empty. I think that is the way for most people.
Anyway, just to make it clear what we are talking about, here is an example or a few of them.
So, you get up in the morning and you open your curtain and see the sun. The sky is blue and clear. You say, “Oh, the sun is shining, what a beautiful day!” Your cup is half full.
Okay, you get up in the morning and you open the curtain and you see the sun. The sky is blue and clear. You say, “Oh, the sun is shining, but it’s terribly windy.” Or, “The sun is shining, but that wind looks cold.” Or, “Oh, the sun is shining…again. We need some rain.” Your cup is half empty.
Do you see what I’m getting at? No matter how good things are, there is always a ‘but’. A very simple example above, but so many others I am sure you can now think of. No matter what we have to be grateful for, we always find what we aren’t grateful for. Remember that old song, “Stay on the Sunnyside of Life? If you don’t know it, take a listen HERE This is just one of many versions but a cute one.
So next time your heart races with excitement and joy, try not to put a damper on it with that ‘but’. Enjoy the day, even if it does rain, call that friend, even if it isn’t your turn to call. Visit someone that you’ve been putting off seeing for a long time. Make lemonade out of lemons. If life hands you mush, make an awesome porridge. Lighten up. Stop complaining about the little things, the big things will find you soon enough.

Look at that cup often and every time you do, try and imagine it’s half full, always half full. Maybe soon enough you will start to believe it. Happy Writing and Reading and don’t forget to Sing!