A Sunday of tears, smiles, laundry and reaching out to others!

Reading posts from friends on Facebook. Scary things happening in this world. Wish I could put safety bubbles around people to keep them safe but then we’d need bigger everything. chairs, cars, bus seats, imagine! Unless you could shrink the bubble to be like, a second skin but still keep you safe and alive.  Who’s the genius in the world today who will patent this idea? Someone has had to think of it way before little ‘ol me.  Laundry, one child playing his PS3, laughing, arguing, shrieking, yes he shrieks, and so much noise coming from that room. Happy day for him.  Shrieks, laughter, groans and yelling from my older son’s room as he loses a game and gets mad, then gets a new game that will connect with one of mine and we can play thanks to his Grandma, now he’s happy too.  That liquid in the hummingbird feeder gets very hot sitting in the sun, they still drink it but talk about a burned tongue and yes Hummingbirds have tongues.  I got so close yesterday I could see one swallow.  Of course the one with the red at its throat zoomed at my face and for a moment I feared it pecking me then I just stared in open curiosity before it went to the feeder.  I was cutting the roses, the yellow ones, right next to the feeder.  So beautiful.  

I couldn’t stop the tears as I looked through songs on youtube trying to find appropriate ones for a friend in need.  I wish everyone could send up a positive prayer for my friend Terry and her brother who REALLY needs it. Help ease his suffering and open God’s arms for him. Help Terry have the extra strength she needs to get through this. Amen.

I’m not posting any free books today from Amazon. Instead I will post a link and you can view 100 free books in the Literature & Fiction genre. Start at one and work your way around. http://www.amazon.com/Best-Sellers-Kindle-Store-Literature-Fiction/zgbs/digital-text/157028011.

I am currently reading several books and will be posting reviews on them soon. Such awesome writers, I feel so blessed.

Hugs and personal space bubbles to everyone!  Colleen

p.s. Help an author with a review is SUPER important to me. Go to that page  here https://nightshadelane.com/help-an-author-with-a-review/ and check out books still needing a review. I check them each day to check their prices always looking for free but many free change to priced over time. Get them while you can!Image

Busy and somewhat creative and productive day and Depression NOTE

Well I got some editing done last night and a bit today but I got sidetracked with my other love, creating book covers. I love the creativity process!  But I am only on page 40ish and Chapter Six! LOL! But I go nuts looking for inspirational photos for that perfect cover. I have so many covers and ideas I don’t know what to use. I have to get back on Amazon and view todays top 100 free and paid books.  I’m sorry that J.K. Rowling was found out to be her alter ego, like Stephen King has Richard Bachman, she has Robert Galbraith for her detective novel “A Cuckoo’s Calling”. People expect her to stay within the confinements of her Harry Potter theme but sometimes an author wants to write a whole different genre then they usually do, we can’t help but write the stories that fill our minds and express their need for sharing. Wanting to not be filed under her Harry Potter success is understandable at least from my point of view. I have some stories running in my mind that are nothing like anything I have written before and would like to keep separate.  Now her new book has been the number 1 book for awhile now.  Sorry but it’s not something I want to read. My father committed suicide more than 15 years ago and I spent the next few years trying to battle my deepest darkest depression when death felt easier than living. I was wrong. Living is so much better! There is always at least one tiny fragment to live for. ALWAYS. We can’t get people back when they die, we don’t get any closure, the hole they leave inside us is never filled and remains empty for the rest of my life at least. I have healed but that spot is permanent. I have many joys that would not have happened if one of my attempts had been successful. Lives I’ve touched in tiny ways or lives that have touched mine. It doesn’t matter how big that touch is either way you look at it, what matters is that YOU are ALIVE. And NEEDED. Turn away from that seductive darkness that whispers to you or screams at you depending….and turn a light on. Live. I need you to. And more than just me, but the world.