Jaye’s Week ~ Time for a change?

We are constantly told that reading more will make us better writers and that we should blog with enthusiasm to build up our presence on the web. But I find that some of the things we need to do seem counterproductive and time-consuming. Confusion is not a happy place to be, so my brain has rooted out its thinking hat. Not sure if that might be an oxymoron!

Don’t get me wrong, reading does make me think, and probably improves my vocabulary, but sometimes this can be counterproductive too in that I end up reading too much, taking time away from my writing. When I first started blogging, I read everything I could get my hands on, desperate to learn the secrets of the black magic box of the blogosphere.

And admittedly, I learnt a lot.

Just lately though, I have noticed a slight change in my attitude to all things blog related. It suddenly dawned on me that as bloggers, we are trying far too hard to be the best at what we do with our constant searching for the golden egg. And because we are so busy running around like headless chickens, we are losing sight of our focus, the real reason we blog in the first place. We might even be missing the plot or choosing all the wrong moves.

Lately, I have been worried that there doesn’t seem to be enough hours in the day to do everything. What with the increasing amount of emails and time spent on social media, there isn’t much left for writing or blogging, come to that. Not to mention any new ideas that need to be explored, or any of our other interests.

Apart from the reviews, I haven’t read a book simply for the joy of reading it in ages.

It could be time to step away and have a long hard look at what we do. Time to prioritise and cherry pick what we really want to concentrate on. Don’t ask me what, for my brain hasn’t got that far, yet. I just know it is time for something new, exciting even. How about that?

Life might be different when the dust has settled, but hopefully better. We have to concentrate on what we can do and do well, instead of chasing so many rainbows…

What does everyone else think?

12 Bloggerz! May 2021

Every minute of the day someone is asking a question of someone else …. you know?

I rest my case.

12 Bloggerz is a once a month question feature where l will …. ask you questions … 12 of them!

If any of my readership wishes to pose a question to be featured within 12 Bloggerz in the future episodes – please drop me an email to
 aguycalledbloke63@gmail.com

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Rory is offering up his “12 Bloggers” thing he does once again this month. He poses 12, oh I don’t know, irreverent questions. Here are our responses!

  1. When was the last time you were totally lost?
    [Be this physically, mentally, emotionally, or so on, interpretation is yours.]

I will never own up to being totally lost! If that day ever comes, I will make for the hills. Can I be a little mislaid instead?

  • Do you think that we, as viewers to the entertainment industry, have much higher and perhaps unrealistic expectations to the content that we read, watch, or listen to today in comparison to previous years and or generations?

I do think we have become highly critical about almost everything these days, and that, I believe, is a good thing. Why should we settle for anything less than perfect?

3. Does money ‘really’ make us happy or is that just a myth and more importantly it is ‘what you do with it’ that makes you happier?

Personally, I would be ecstatic if I had pots of money. Think of all the good I could do with it!

  • How important to you is it to be right?

These days I am hardly ever right, thanks to my diminishing grey matter…

5. How often do you find yourself completely confused with life and the way it is changing and has changed over the last ten or twenty years?

I have given up worrying about all the new changes. I don’t like confusion or change in any form, so I just stick my head in a real book and let the world carry on without me.

7. How many emails do you get a day [roughly] and from who do you get the most?

We get over 100 emails every day, and most of them are begging letters and deleted immediately.

6. When out shopping and carrying your goods or groceries, which do you prefer to use more often – paper or plastic bags [reusable] or cotton totes or something else?

These days, thanks to Covid, I don’t go out shopping any more. Everything I need is delivered to my door!

8. Have you ever made for yourself ‘homemade wine/spirits’ and if so, what was it made from and how was it?

This is something I always wanted to try. My granddad made parsnip wine and it was lovely – but lethal!

9. In your opinion and from no ‘fixed time period,’ what have been in your eyes the top 5 most memorable television series you have ever watched and what made them special to you?

I love medical dramas, so ER and Grey’s Anatomy are favourites. I also enjoy good crime thrillers, as I use these as research for my books.

10. What’s wrong with today’s music as opposed to the music of your yesterday’s – do you consider the music now to be far worse or greatly improved and why?

In my opinion, there is very little ‘music’ around these days, just noise. Yesterdays music is better by far!

11. Does world history really matter to our daily lives – is it that important – l mean it’s not like we can change anything right – what do you think?

I won’t comment on World history. Most of it is false or distorted beyond all reason.

12. Do you believe that a good night’s sleep and waking up refreshed the following day helps you make better decisions or worthier improvements to your life – or it makes no difference at all?

A good nights sleep is important, our brains really need a rest these days. I know mine does. It’s almost like starting over each day with a clean slate!

We are looking forward to read your responses too!

Crossover Moon…

Image from Pixabay.com

I am used to dreaming, to have one dragged into a nightmare,
kicking, and screaming, is a step too far.
I am half spying on Pa, as he sits in the shady part of the workshop.
I know what he is doing, and it’s not good.
The black shadow of my nightmare is chasing Pa across our field.
I am firing at him with a small crossbow that I grabbed from detective Snow.
Snow has no place in my nightmare, he belongs in Jaye’s mind.
Covered in blood, a small bolt sticking out of his chest, he calls for pa to stop.
I scream, as I let fly a bolt, it goes wide of pa’s shoulder.
Making him turn to look at his only daughter, trying to pin him down
with a stolen bow that belongs to a character from Jaye’s book CrossFire.
Something is very wrong.
I could see it on pa’s face. I love my pa and don’t want him harmed.
I must turn with my last bolt to kill detective Snow. I don’t care if he’s not mine to kill off.
It’s him or pa, and I choose pa.
The last bolt leaves the bow. I hear the sound, which wakes me from my nightmare.
My first thought, did Annie save her pa…

© Anita Dawes 2021

#Whatdoyousee ~ #Keepitalive ~ #WDYS ~ #Poetry

What do you see # 78 – April 19, 2021

Image credit; Gabriella Clare Marino@ Unsplash

( For the visually challenged reader, the image shows a table set for two people. The location seems to be outdoors, in an alley)

They tell me the dark night of the soul is over.
They are letting us out of our man-made caves.
We can mingle six feet apart.
Better than a poke in the eye with a wooden stick,
some would say, I’m not so sure.
The jury is still out.
I drag my small table outside into my sunny yard.
Laying placemats for two. I would later have lunch,
my companion will be one recalled from my mind,
an old friend that passed.
much safer than mingling six feet apart.

© Anita Dawes 2021

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #362

Photo by Kamil Rybarski on Pexels.com

My lantern lit, each day I sit, I wait
My work clothes damp from hands that grope
My mask must stay until he comes
Gone this past year. A plan, he said,
a house to build that must be secure,
safe from hands that grope, eyes that see
Then I will ask you to be my wife, to live free
Vanished from this world, they will say.
She was last seen sitting, lantern held
In the same spot, waiting
Some say she was taken by a dark shadow
Others say a prince
I believe she found the crystal bridge
To a world only she could see
I have sat in her spot and wondered
No prince did I see, no bridge to cross
I made it here, I intend to stay
My prince is here, where I left him
Warm, in our bed…

Broken Fields… #FlashFiction

I left my love in a broken field where no flowers grow.
This, written on a card with a red rose lying on top, I found on my doorstep.
Who left it or why means nothing to me.
I popped the rose in a small vase, dropping the card in my pocket.
I left for work and the who drove me mad all morning.
There are so many fields where no flowers grow.
The unknown author must have a place in mind.
Over lunch, the word ‘broken’ struck me, lodging itself in my mind,
until I came up with the graveyard.
That is the broken field where no flowers grow.
I am the ghost the rose belongs to…

© Anita Dawes 2021

Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #FFFC #Poetry

Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #114

The image is from Pixabay.

Through the round pane of glass
My many pasts circle around.
We can haunt your mind when we please.
I hear the echo of those spoken words.
I see the hurt, the great loves that live on
A shadow behind me, unseen in need of healing
For the future to step lightly
For life to be free of karma
Will I remember when I leave this ancient place?
To walk with care through this new life
To leave no hurt, no broken hearts
Is it that simple, to grow closer to the source?
To leave this spinning world
To walk with the masters…

© Anita Dawes 2021

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The Sunday Whirl ~ Wordle 499 ~ #Poetry

There it is, that flicker across my mind
A butterfly walking, a tiny arm crawling
Looking for that thought I lost.
The pressure of a late snowdrift
In the middle of Spring
I am on my knees in front of the hearth.
Ashes to ashes.
There it is that lost thought.
I let it fly by, not needed now.
There she goes, my black and white cat.
On the prowl, under dark night design
Through my window, I could see a large fox
hear my father’s voice.
There’s no need to panic, keep your powder dry.”
Dear old dad, dare I say, thoughts of him come back
Like a virus that needs a yearly jab…

© Anita Dawes 2021

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie ~ #Poetry

MLMM Sunday Writing Prompt, April 11/2021 – FREEDOM

HERE, in this grey world
With my God given freedom
I dance, to bring colour to this dull grey world.
As I go through my routine, I realise how hard it is to change
The stubborn hold on this grey matter.
My feet bleed, my heart grows heavy,
I cannot stop, I must bring colour back.
I am one against the many
I feel the colour drain from me
Growing across the ground in an ever-increasing pool
Up along the tower, the buildings sparkle under sunlight
I am drained, I am colourless, I am grey
I am freedom…

© Anita Dawes 2021