by Kate Colby

Believe it or not, I used to be a “sporty” kid. Now, I’m not saying that I had great athletic talent (far from it), but I played basketball for seven years, tried cheerleading and volleyball for two, and rode horses competitively (and for leisure) until I went to university. However, somewhere along the way I lost touch with physical activity.

“Somewhere” means age 14 to 15. It started in freshman volleyball, when my coach played favorites (I was not one) and made the rest of the team miserable. Couple that with breaking my arm while horseback riding the following summer, and I was ready to give up sports. I went from a casual athlete to a proud, non-exercising emo kid (but that’s another story).

Lance Corporal Jones (not panicking)

Last week it was a week away. Seemed like a lifetime.

Suddenly, before you can say “They don’t like it up ’em!” we’re overrun by the imminent arrival of the weekend… (I know it’s only Tuesday, but that means only two more sleeps, and “hit the road”…)

So much to do… thoughts to be (re)arranged… packing to be packaged… socks to be washed… prints to be printed…

If only I hadn’t succumbed to that last bout of procrastination, there might be time to relax. Put the feet up for a while. Enjoy a wee Earl Grey and a rub down with a Brillo Pad (other scouring systems are available)…

Maybe if I don’t sleep for the next sixty-six hours it’ll all fall into place? It’ll be fine!

Now. Where did I leave the bayonet…?!?

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Hey everyone! Hope everything is good with you all! ❤

First of all, I would like to apologize (one more time 😛)for being MIA for the past few weeks in the blogging world. It’s not that I can’t find time to blog or I’m runnin’out of ideas or topics to write or talk about but it’s because …well, let’s blame it on this so called Writer’s Block! I’ve been experiencing this for quite some time now and I’m getting more and more upset that I still couldn’t write anything or I still couldn’t finish any poem or even a quote!

Someone told me not to force myself to write and to take my time, which I did that’s why I wasn’t able to share any posts on my blog but I really really want to be able to write again especially now that I have a few pending collaborations…

I had such a lovely time round at Sue’s before that I have come back again for another visit. Luckily, she didn’t slam the door in my face, and in fact, made me feel very welcome. As my blog is less niche and more mish-mash,  I found it a little tricky as to what to write…

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I am not a writer per se

I do not have exotic holidays

No huge weightloss to boast

No recipes to post

And I don’t work out every day!

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I am pretty rubbish at art

With SEO, I don’t even know where to start

At fashion, I fail

And dancing as well

And for marketing, I don’t have the heart.

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Giving parenting advice, I will pass

Photography, I’d be bottom of the class

My sewing is erratic

I’m no gardening fanatic

And I can’t tell you how best to clean glass!

She was a Wichita wife,
married to a lineman:
years of mending holes in overalls
stitching up their life
and waiting for his calls.

Now she trudges lonely roads,
past sagging wires and endless lines of poles,
straight as the hems she used to sew.

She heads west towards the fire
of the setting sun,
listening for his song in the wire,
threading as she goes.

Kim M. Russell, 2017

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My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #161

The first thing that came into my head when I saw this image was that song by Glen Campbell, strangely haunting me from my childhood.

 Hi! Welcome to Rave Reviews Book Club’sSpring Book & Block Party. (For all the stops and oodles of chances to win a myriad of prizes, check out all the RRBC posts throughout the month-long tour.)

This stop? Staci Troilo’s site currently hosted in Fayetteville, Arkansas, USA.

Today I’m Giving Prizes to Two Lucky Winners:

First Prize: $15 Amazon Gift Card
Second Prize: Medici Protectorate SWAG Pack

SWAG Pack Contains: 1 Pen, 1 Magnet, 1 Bookmark, & 1 Sticky Note Pad

^{Prizes awarded to US commenters only.}

Today I want to talk about weaving history into contemporary stories. I like a good historical tale every once in a while, but I tend to read contemporary fiction a lot more often. That doesn’t mean history has to be abandoned, though.

One of my favorite things to do is research. I used to love writing research papers in school. Sure, I…