Sleep late on Sunday morning?
Ain’t gonna happen with mystical magical Merlin Samuel Salem Saberhagen in the house.
Get a little outlining done since you’re up?
Not with the new editor.
Look at this cat. Would ya look at him?! 😆
Sunday Fun-day (Not)
Pause for the Cause
#TBT (And I still suck 😅)
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To All the #Squirrels I Loved Before
Sam & Sally Scarecrow (Friday’s Free-for-All)
Hey y’all, HaPpY Friday!
This Friday’s free-for-all brings you an Oktoberfest treat.
A quick aside about this short story picture book…
I received news from Amazon about the launch of Kindle Create encouraging me to give it a try, it’s a software program that is supposed to make a writer’s life a little easier. Some of you may know that I have been rejecting neglecting KDP for a while now but hey, I’m not one to hold a grudge. 😉 Anywho… I decided to give it a go.
So there I was uploading photos and tinkering with the fonts and themes and BOOM! Sam & Sally Scarecrow came to life.
Ahhh, I can’t wait for you all to meet these wacky characters who may or may not have been inspired by my crazy family. 😜
At any rate, I have to admit it was nothing but pure pleasure putting this little short together. So grab your free copy today (Friday’s free-for-all) and don’t forget to tell your friends to grab a copy too.
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Happy Equinoxes
The autumn  aequus nox, or equal night starts here in the northern hemisphere this evening while spring begins for the folks in the southern hemisphere. Yep, it is a topsy-turvy world we live in but thank goodness the falling [Fall…fall-ing, Get it? 😀 ] prices at google books is not affected by hemispheres… or asteroids… or lame humor. 😉
It’s out of the flip-flops and back in the Reebok’s and long pants dug out of the dust
So long to the tank tops, bikinis and cut offs and lawn chairs left lying to rust…
– Summer Adieu, Janna Hill
 
My soul beckoned from a wintry slumber. Fretful and anxious; weary and depressed, fearful you had abandoned me…
and then as promised, you appeared….
– Another Spring, Janna Hill
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Leave a Damn Message (Mad Monday)
You know what irks me more than someone sticking a dirty finger in my food?
People who call and don’t leave a message!
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Wordless Wednesday (MORE)
Tuesday’s Tell All (As If)
As If
As if your shoulder brushing
against my breast in a crowded room
meant anything to me…
As if your smile would thaw my frosty heart…
As if your constant assurance could overcome my cynicism…
As if the invisible boulevard would never rise up and beckon.
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The street lamp glows in the bleached mist only three floors below us.
I blow streams of smoke into the black night and hum to the drone of the unseen road.
Be steel my bleating heart!
Be quiet! Be silent, hard steel.
As if wearing your tee shirt made us lovers.
I bought the photo above from Pixabay for a cup of coffee because I did not have one that resonated with the poem I wanted to share in this Tuesday’s Tell All. I took the photo below which eventually became the book cover for Getting Me Back.
The Real Janna Hill in 