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Writing the antidote

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Mama Doe and fawns behind our kitchen, from 5 August 2026. I'm rereading On Being Brave because the grandsons have gone home and in a day or so, I'll have time to hopefully complete this.... It's a novel, plain and simple, this section set in summer of 1999 concerning the Lund family. Not a short story, not even a novella. But it will be part of a collection of tales linking four arcs of a series . Huh. Didn't expect that. Nor did I plan to share the following excerpt, but in starting at Chapter 12, well, this chapter is why I write what I do. It's an antidote to a smidgen of the negative aspects of this world. It's one antidote, lol, but indicative of the underlying themes of my fiction. That shite happens, but if we are brave, our hearts recover larger than previously. More able to love. More able to forgive, which at times might be more important. And certainly more capable of moving forward. Anyway, here's Chapter 12. Enjoy!   Chapter 12 I don’t car...
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Awake at silly o'clock

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Yesterday's green addition to Peace Round the World. Been up a while now. Not sure why, other than God wanted my attention. And in writing that sentence, there's a meaning behind it beyond someone tapping my shoulder, seeking my attention. When we say or think, "So-and-So wants my attention," often the meaning is they desire our consciousness directed toward whatever it is they wish to show or tell us. But what if our attention to them is so they can love us? That's a novel notion. I've noticed with my grandsons how the younger interrupts the older. They are eleven and seven and I won't even get started with where has the time gone because the time is already gone. It's almost five a.m. as I begin writing this, still dark outside. No stars. Marine layer entrenched. I made a second pot of half-caff tea because the first one was MEH. Only had one cup of it, but something about it was bland and not worth drinking. I used different tea products for this ne...
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Taking deep breaths

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Remnant of eldest grandson's rampart against the oncoming tide. Grandsons are busy, so here's a brief entry, reminding myself, and anyone in need, to breathe deeply, rhythmically, peacefully. I don't write this because my grandsons are a handful, lol. More the world around all of us seems.... Fraught with discord. Anyway, make your corner of this planet as peaceful as you can. Enjoy the rest of the week! 
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Always time for one more post

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The formerly nimble Nadia, now a broody Puffmeister! She's Puffy the hen until the broodiness passes, hopefully soon. And one more excerpt, lol. I considered putting up an excerpt earlier this week, but didn't. This morning, reading over yesterday's writing, well, it's time. Sometimes following the Spirit is like that, just gotta keep moving forward in love. Anyway, if you feel like looking for backstory on what's going on, first read Far Away from Home , then Home and Far Away . While these novels are Parts Three and Four of The Enran Chronicles , I wrote them more as their own little duo with no need, unless you're truly curious, to read Parts One and Two . Not that I wish to dissuade you from my novels , merely that The Enran Chronicles is an interesting series, so far written that if someone only wants to dabble in it, they can read two books, then decide how far they wish to go. And I'll also say this; if you read Three and Four , well, definitely ch...
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