Wordzzzzz on Wednesday

Last night I had a dream, that I was kidnapped, held hostage and forced into a life of crime.  I really did and thought the description would make a great Wordle!

Wordzzzzz on Wednesday

Another Wordle for Wordzzzzz on Wednesday.

“Fight, fight, fight” cheered the crowd.

I heard a jug shatter. My hand curled into a fist. I brought it to my face as I stared straight ahead and realized that they fought over me in the ballroom.  A deep sigh escaped my lips; this is just like the fairy tale of my own creation.

Bloggerly Love

I had two wonderful bloggers award me some awards for my awesomeness. :P
Those bloggers would  be Tracy and Gossip_Grl.

Although I am very honored by their generosity, I am not going to participate in the Q & A portion of the awards.  Although I have an online presence, I do not feel it necessary to divulge too many personal details to the online world!  I would offer these awards to anyone that comes and visits my blog, they are yours for the taking, enjoy!

Here are the awards, bask in their glory! :P

Wordzzzzz on Wednesday

Just a little note to start.  It seems that Wordle can have numerous different uses and I seemed to have made up my own by going to a random word generator then putting those word into a Wordle.  Every Wednesday I will create either a flash piece or perhaps a poem, this will depend on how the words talk to me when I see them. Please remember these are very rough, written on the day of.
Here is today's Wordle.

See that tractor, there on the north end of the cane field? That is where I was held hostage. My schedule was full that day and I was running late to get to rehearsal. I stepped out of the front door and a man stepped out from behind the big oak tree in the front yard.

“Hey there beautiful, where you going?” His voice was deep and scratchy.

“Do I know you?” The keys jangled in my hand.

“I’m just a fan beautiful, just a fan.”

He took a few steps forward.

“I’m sorry but I’m running late and I really need to go.” 

I took a few steps towards my car that was parked in the round about in front of the house.

He also kept coming forward and was at the trunk of my car before I could get to my car door. He was close enough to see now and I noticed the scar across his throat. I tried to run around the side of the car and get to the door. He made it there first. I turned to go back to my house but he grabbed my shoulders and spun me back around.

“Now beautiful, that’s no way to treat your fans. I came all this way to see you, so let me see you.”

He held my shoulders tight and just stared into my face. The gaze of those brown eyes made me feel like he was trying to eat my soul. I punched his face with my car key sticking out between my fingers. He let go and I ran away. He slammed into my back and I face planted into the hard earth. I lost my breath and tried to get to my feet. He was lying on top of me so I couldn’t move. He grabbed my hair and slammed my face into the ground over and over again. When I woke up I was tied to the tractor in the field. I had a gag in my mouth and he was cleaning the blood and dirt from my face with gentle strokes. 

“Did you sleep good beautiful?” He just kept stroking my face with a wet cloth. I noticed that he had brought the big rain barrel that was by the house up by the tractor. He kept dunking the cloth into the cold water.

The day was turning to night. Why hasn’t anyone come looking for me? I thought to myself.

He untied me, but tied up my hands and grabbed me off the tractor put me over his shoulder and began to lower me feet first into the rain barrel. The water was freezing cold. I struggled as he pushed me down until my head was below the rim, he kissed the top of my head and grabbed the lid that was hanging on the side and put it on top. The water came to just below my chin. I felt him put something on top and heard him walk away. I was able to rock the barrel just a little bit. I tried harder and harder but nothing happened. I really don’t know how long I was in that barrel. I might still be in there, I just don’t recall if they ever took out my body?

First Loves Blogfest

Firstloves to include book, movie, group/band, person.

The first book I ever loved, Little Bear's Friend.  I still have this book!  

This or any other Chipmunk album, yes  they were all vinyl.  I had a red portable record player that I sat on my bed and  played my Chipmunks.  I would sing along and just have my own chipmunk party! No, I'm not embarrassed why do you ask?

This was the first vampire movie I ever loved. Still like it today, however the second one sucks!

Now as far as a person, if we are talking teenage infatuation it was a guy named Nathan Holbrook. A "friend" introduced us but she got jealous and did everything in her power to break us up. She eventually got her wish. Many years later, he found me again but life was too complicated and nothing ever came of it.

Happy Mom's Day!

Just a quick post to wish all the wonderful moms out there a Happy Mom's Day!

Wordzzzzz on Wednesday

Thanks to my new blog friend Tracy Brown, I have a theme for Wednesdays on my blog!  She knows about this awesome place called Wordle and you can make word clouds.  I thought this would be fun to just throw in some random words and see what the 'ol imagination can come up with to enthrall thee!  Okay I apologize in advance I didn't notice that the word generator I used generated a misspelled word until I had already saved the graphic from Wordle (maybe I shouldn't link to that generator)! Hahaha gotta love technology and my not paying attention!

I grabbed a box off the shelf. It said, " something to wet your appetite, lentil and reindeer loaf in a box. Open with your kitchen scissors, there is no limit to the culinary creations you can make." I turned the box over and over and asked myself, "is this a joke?"

A to Z Reflection

Ah A to Z how do I love thee?

I almost forgot about this great thing called The A to Z Challenge, since I was a child, threw a hissy fit and deleted my previous blog which of course contained last years challenge.  NO regrets right, it should all be about the lessons that we learn in life.

This year I decided right before the challenge to go with a theme of writing a poem for each letter.

I don't know that this was a good or bad decision since I do believe that as soon as most people see poetry they turn right around and go somewhere else.  That would explain why during last years challenge I acquired over 100 followers and this year the number was lower, but those that decided to click that button I appreciate you!  All of you that chose to comment, you are the best!

I did not pre-write my posts, they were all written day to day.  Almost all of the poems came to me right before I woke each morning.  A lot of bloggers scheduled their posts, but not me.  I probably cut down on the time I had to visit  other blogs but there were some days I only felt like writing my blog and that was all.  I did try to visit everyone that left me comments and follow as many new blogs as I could, which in many cases wasn't reciprocated.  I understand though since people really only want to follow or read blogs that pertain to their interests. :)

I would like to thank the following bloggers as they visited my blog leaving their wonderful comments the most. Why don't you go check them out too! :)

Tracy
Kelley Lynn and Jenny Morris
Crack Your Whip
Heather M Gardner
Gossip_Grl
Betty Alark
Damyanti
Christine Rains

I look forward to next years challenge! Thanks also to the hosts!

Announcement

Just a quick announcement, I got married today!  Thanks to the glorious state of Colorado we were able to solemnize our own marriage.

Insecure Writer Wednesday

Hi, I'm MJ and I am an insecure whiner, whoops, I mean writer!  This is not a reflection on anyone that feels insecure in their writing, it is simply how I view my own insecurity.

I have a problem and I'm sure there are 12 steps out there somewhere that would help me. I have a starting problem.  I have ideas in my brain, they sound good when I say them out loud but when I go to place them on the page I have no clue where to start, other than a brief description of the idea in my head.  After I get that out, that is where I really become clueless. Perhaps that is why I am drawn to poetry, the lack of complete sentence usage. However not all my ideas are poem worthy, they would make excellent stories and that my dear reader is where my problem lies. I have no idea where to start?  I am sure the old muse is becoming weary of visiting me since I never put her visits to use.  I would love to write a story to completion.

I have a hard time with writers that say the story writes itself, or the characters tell them what to do and they just follow along.  I do not have that form of writers aptitude or delusion? If you are one of those type, please explain in detail how this is possible without sounding like a schizophrenic. ;)

What to do, what to do?

Okay here it goes, look I can actually write words that form sentences and not just poems! :) First things first, let me say thank you to all my followers and commenters.  Now that A to Z is over I'm not quite sure what to do with this blog?  This is the same problem I have encountered in the past, since this is my (clears throat, blushing) third time re-establishing this blog.  I guess I just wanted to be one of the cool kids and say hey, I have a blog too, not stopping to realize that said blog must have content that other people want to read.  I do regret my last deletion since I lost all of the followers that I gained from last years A to Z challenge, but this is what happens when we (I) act like a child and throw a hissy fit.  So maybe there should be no regrets but at least a lesson learned.

I want to keep you coming back to visit and gain other followers too so I should figure this is out.  Any suggestions fellow bloggers, is there something you would like to see on this blog? Please be nice with your suggestions and I will consider them accordingly.