“Lethal Toast” Now On Hotel Masticadores

Lethal Toast sweet hour of love, you climb into my youthful pocketweariness finds you restless, you flirt merely to offendlike a child, eyes betray only you, I do not pretend selfish a pungent being, you sting the air from my lungsbruise the scent of the fresh laundry that hangs to dryyour smells grow stale on…

Kindle Release Date, Don’t Buy The Paperback, Price Not Correct!

Unfortunately, due to unforeseen issues with Amazon, even though the Kindle version is fine and obtaining the paperback in other countries appears to be unaffected (amazon.co.uk, amazon.es, amazon.ca, etc.), the paperback version has the wrong price in the United States (i.e. amazon.com – it should be $15.99 before tax and shipping). So, if you’re planning…

Tears To Flowers

Light sprinkles like pixie dust from my heart. Trees choreograph spiritualistic arches as bird pirouettes on angels’ wings to give gratitude to Our Father.   They balance my senses while roaming the lines of age upon their singing branches like a Panther Chameleon. Paint me in lemon-red colors as tears of euphoria and melancholy drip into…

For My New Book, A Big Thank You, One Person At A Time!

To all the people that have helped bring my book to life and bringing attention to it, promoting it out of love and hope that it can help people, I can’t thank you enough. As a small token, my husband and I put together some thank you “cards” to post in Instagram. Hope you enjoy,…

“Flicker Of Sun In Winter” Now Live On MasticadoresUSA

nature calls moss curls beneath fledgling toes trees whisper tales of new saplings her name ricochets off her bark sap ascends birds indulge flavorful nectar sitten on statuesque willow oak, she listens To read the rest of this post, please go to MasticadoresUSA. Thank you, Barbara, for this publication. Barbara will review my new book,…

My Sword Now Live On MasticadoresPhilippines

I am a soul that spirals within the languid cylindrical cavity of a flute.  Fragrances pass through me, caressing my heart like a compassionate breeze that carries earth’s gifts.  Through the eyes of a bee, I forage for sweet tenderness lost in the rough concrete of my childhood home.  Fear, pain, and sorrow lay a…

The Inner Child Speaks – Final Interview

The last installment of my interview with our good friend and amazing storyteller, Nigel Byng. Please be sure to like, subscribe and share, and look for my book on Prolific Pulse Press later this month, very exciting!