Feb 272012

twilight-zone[1]It’s been three months and I feel like I just stepped out of The Twilight Zone. Looking back, all I can think is, “What in the hell just happened?” Did I step into someone else’s life? Who are these strangers I once thought I knew? It’s surreal. Sometimes people can change or reveal things about themselves that throw you for such a loop that you’re left reeling for some time. It’s amazing really. It’s amazing how little we know about the people we surround ourselves with. It’s amazing how quickly perceptions can change. But most of all, it’s amazing how often we trick ourselves into believing what we want to believe instead of seeing the truth.

So now that I’m back from my trip to The Twilight Zone, it’s time to get back to work. I’ve started writing daily again. It’s only small bits at the moment, but it’s something. I still have more ideas and more things I’d like to get down on “paper” than I can possibly manage. I often mourn those brilliant ideas that get lost while the not so brilliant ones get stuck in my head. That’s my most recent excuse for the lack of quality anyway.

The cookbook will begin posting again on March 1st. I’ll be starting the food holidays again even though I agree with everyone else, I’m insane for doing so. It’s a lot of work and distracts me from other things that I would like to get accomplished. I enjoy it though, so I’m going to continue. I still have tons of recipes to post and a few already there waiting on editing and approval. If you’ve been missing the food, it’s coming back!

I’ll be getting back to CafePress and Zazzle projects soon. It’s more time-consuming than I ever imagined when I started all this, but I’m hoping the work will be worth it. I have hundreds of pictures, some art, and some graphic work to get up on both sites. Hopefully something will excite someone.

I have a ton of crafty projects to complete. I still have a few jewelry pieces to make and I’m going to be learning how to do more with it. I’m going to teach myself to crochet again. It’s been so long that I’ve completely forgotten everything, but I’m hoping that I pick it back up again quickly. I have several pieces I’d like to finish for Christmas presents. I need to make more candles, too. Oh, and I have a project I’m planning on doing with crayons!

I haven’t forgotten this blog either. I don’t have any concrete plans at the moment, but I’ll make sure to give it some love from time to time. After all, with all these projects I’m going to be doing I’ll have something to post!

So for now, I’ve hung a “Do NOT Enter” sign on the door to The Twilight Zone and I’m working on getting things back to normal.

More stuff coming soon!

Books I’ve recently finished…

Yes, I’m a huge nerd/geek and I read the WarCraft novels. I love World of Warcraft and how extensive the lore is, but I always find myself wanting more.

This archive contains three books and one novella. I think it’s long enough to be a novella anyway.

I especially enjoyed Lord of the Clans. I always wanted to know more about Thrall during his slave period, but I found myself loving the writer, Christie Golden. I’m looking forwarding to reading some of her other WarCraft novels, but sadly, I don’t own any others at the moment. That will have to be remedied soon.

The Last Guardian was another treat. It features one of my favorite dungeons in World of Warcraft and one of my favorite mysterious characters, Medivh.

I enjoyed the entire archive and had a hard time putting it down. I’ll certainly be looking for more very soon. I think I need to do something about the huge pile of books waiting on me… calling to me… first.

Maybe Vampire Academy was a little young for me, being a young adult book and all, but I didn’t really enjoy it as much as I thought I would. I liked a few of the concepts and the snarky main character was right up my alley, but I felt like the story didn’t really take me anywhere. I’m told the series gets better as you go along and I liked the main character enough to give it another chance in the future.

Sep 182011

And now we’re back to almost all Twitter updates as posts.  I’m slipping…. again.

Actually, a lot has happened.  My daughter graduated from high school and moved on to college.  We moved her into the dorms, but we still see her often since she works near home.  We have brunch on Sunday, which gives us a chance to catch up.  She misses the quiet of home sometimes, but I’m sure she’s enjoying more freedom.

Someone shattered the passenger side window of her car and rifled through her glove box.  Didn’t look like they took anything.  Luckily, she’s smart and didn’t have anything of worth in her car.  She got it fixed and then the door wouldn’t open so she had to take it back.  They didn’t get all the glass out of the door before they put the window back in, but it works now.

I was sick off and on this summer, so I have a lot to catch up on.  Every nook and cranny of the house needs cleaned especially since we’re getting the house ready for a guest in October.  We’ve known her for about 12 years now and this will be the first time we get to meet in person.  I can’t wait!

The yard is a mess, so we’re trying to make it look nice again.  I’m sure our neighbors are thanking us already.  Pulled all the dead sunflowers from under the window and I plan on replacing them with either mums or irises.  I miss my lacy irises.  The plain ol’ yellow ones have pretty much taken over everything.  I think I might be able to get some of the lacy ones from my mom.  I’ll have to ask.

I’m back to putting things up on CafePress and actually added a few products to Zazzle.  Rushing to get the Halloween art and photography up on Zazzle before its entirely too late, so that’s what I’m working on now.  I’ll be posting on that as I get things finished.

I’ve started reading every night again and I’m trying to turn it into a habit.  Even if I only read for 5 minutes, I make myself read every night.  Maybe one of these days I’ll actually finish this huge stack of unread books.  As for writing… I haven’t gotten back into the habit yet, but I write here and there.  I’ll be trying to turn it back into a habit starting in October, with a break for our visiting friend, so hopefully Nano won’t be such a shock to the system.

Speaking of Nano, I think I figured out what I’m going to do this year.  I’m hoping the early decision bodes well for how it will go.  Gives me plenty of time to think about where I want the story to go and to get a little research done.  I think I’m starting to get a little excited about it.

Last year, I said I was going to post time-saving meals for Nano and didn’t get around to it.  This year, I’ll link to some recipes posted on the Community Cookbook and try to get some more posted before Nano arrives.  I’ll probably repost the Nano tips from last year, too.

Enough babbling… back to work for me!

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Jun 132011

Apparently, I decided I didn’t have enough to do, so I needed a few more websites. I recently re-launched Crescent Moon Haberdashery as a blog to showcase my CafePress store. I’ve been selling products with photography, artwork, and graphic work on CafePress for years and will soon be trying my hand at Zazzle as well. Crescent Moon Haberdashery is also featuring some beautiful jewelry from Aether Designs.

My mother and I have looked for a way to share recipes and finally decided, after searching for and not finding a solution we liked, that we might as well share them with everyone. Thus, I launched Community Cookbook a few weeks ago. It’s still a work in progress, but hopefully I’ll get the bugs ironed out. I went for an actual community setting and it isn’t working quite the way I would like it to. The name might change, but Community Cookbook works for now. We have a couple of recipes up with many more to come in the future.

After I feel like I have Crescent Moon Haberdashery and Community Cookbook well underway and help Jane with The Diary of Jane, I’m going to re-launch Macabre Manor. Macabre Manor has needed a lot of work for a long time and I hate to go the blog route with it, but I don’t think I’ll ever get anything done with it if I don’t turn it into a blog. Hand editing pages is so 1990’s, right? I’m still unsure I can make it do what I want, but I’m going to try. I can never make Macabre Manor what it once was, but I can do something with it… when I figure out exactly what that is, I’ll let you know.

In the meantime, this site will become my master feed as it were and my writing blog. I’ll be cross-posting things here from the other sites for the time being, except for the cooking site that is. I might make a post with recipes that have posted for the week, but I’m not going to post all the recipes both places. If cross-posting everything stops making sense or becomes too much, I’ll stop, but for now almost everything I do will still be on this blog. Why? For people who want everything but don’t want to visit tons of sites to get it.

As for the podcast, I gave up on it a long time ago. I wanted to podcast, but the more I tried the more I figured out that I didn’t really have anything to talk about. Maybe some day.

Jan 082011

Through the evil gaze
of his soul-searching eyes
he peers into the deepest, darkest
reaches of my mind.
He tells me things about myself
the no one knows
and revels in the knowledge.
He laughs manically
and uses his sinister smile
to make me feel like the small person
I know I am.


Jan 012011

Chained to a wall of emotion
I cry a cry that no one hears
The chains grow tighter
Unseen are the tears

Locked in a world of pain
Scars decorate my wrist
My life – inane
This world – amiss

The kiss of death
Has fallen upon me
The dragon’s breath
Set me free

Confusion, confusion
Life, love, and dreams
It’s all an illusion
Or so it seems

Shackled, bound to this horrid place
Pain, a scream in the night
Leather yet lace
Scared of love’s bite


Dec 262010

Very, very, very OLD one.

Kiss Me My Dear

As I sit in this desolate place,
Chained to the walls of my fear,
No smile shines upon my face,
Only, a tear.

Emotions change rapidly on the outside,
Feeling I can no longer control.
In this desolate place I hide,
No longer taking the role.

The pain I can no longer explain.
Times were happy for you and I
Til your death brought the pain,
Now to forget you I can only try.

For you were very dear to me
A friend to confide in
A friend, for whom as it may be
I commit my final sin.

Kiss me my dear, for now I take my life.
Don’t object, it’s too late, I’ve already raised the knife.


Dec 182010

“I opened my eyes this morning and I saw you laying next to me. I smiled as you opened your eyes and you smiled back at me… your hair shimmering in the morning sun. As I reached over to touch your face, the image of you began to fade. I was alone,” she starred down at the rose in her hand, gently playing with the petals.

“It was like reliving a memory of happier times. Back when we were together, when everything felt so right, so perfect. I wanted nothing more than to close my eyes and fall back to sleep. I wanted to dream about us and how good it used to be, but instead I cried. Heaving sobs that made me feel like a lost child in a world of torment,” she sighed, wiping back the tears that began to form in her eyes.

“I miss you, but I know we can never be together again. The dreams we once had are long lost… as lost as I am, but I still remember. I’ll always remember.”

“Remember the time we went to the park for a picnic?” she stood and began to pace back and forth. A smile of remembrance crossing her face. ” I never saw you smile so often or look so happy. I glanced over at you and became lost in your eyes for a moment. When you asked me what was wrong, I told you I loved you for the first time. I was so scared, but I thought my heart was going to burst when you told me that you loved me, too.”

“We walked hand in hand that day, talking long into the night. We planned out everything, our lives together, how many children we were going to have, how happy and long our lives would be. I was never so happy in my life. And that night… you showed me your love in so many ways. All I wanted to do was stay in your arms forever,” she blushed and stared down at her feet.

“When I woke up that morning, your face was right next to mine. You were sleeping so peacefully and you looked so beautiful to me. I reached over and stroked your hair, ran my fingers lightly down your face.” She imitated the action in the air, pretending to run her fingers down his face like they ached to. “You stirred and slowly opened your eyes and smiled. I always melted when you smiled. Such a little thing, but your smile could brighten the darkest days.”

“Oh, how I miss you. I wanted that perfect life. I wanted to be with you now and always.”

Crying, she walked away. Tossing the rose she carried in her hand onto his grave.

“I love you. I always will.”

Dec 042010


She can feel the rhythmic movement
and the heat
unbearable heat

Her senses dulled
she knows what is happening
But is powerless to stop it
“No!” she screams at him
But he doesn’t stop
He’ll never stop
Until she’s dead

He kills her slowly
And laughs manically at what he’s done
Every day a piece of her slips away
She grabs at the pieces
like torn paper on the wind
Lost for all eternity


Nov 272010


The world is silent around her
The purple skies weep
As she bites into her skin
Sending needles of pain up her arm

She gnaws at her arm
Tearing away the flesh
And revealing a person
She doesn’t remember

Once drops of desire
Now flow freely
Across the cold, hard ground

She screams in pain
But the world is silent around her
Forgotten, lost
She screams alone


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