New Beginnings

On the way home from an oil change this morning I made the decision to re-vamp my blog. I have so much I want to say and write, the problem is what. Of course, as I sit here and write this, I wish I had recorded my ideas.

On the drive home, my thoughts were on a roll, now I struggle with what it was I was planning on writing. I must admit, however, that I’m also much braver in my thinking. In my dialogue with myself ( I tend to think out loud) I “discussed” the changes I was going to make. For example, I had this great idea to change the title of my blog site to Expressions – A Diary, Naked and Exposed, but as I updated the cover picture I chickened out. Maybe I’ll change it another time, for now, it will remain as is.

I can’t promise that I will write daily or weekly, or that everything will be super interesting and awesome. I can promise that idioms will be used with abandon. After all, that’s why I named it Expressions in the first place, sort of a play on words. 

Expressions – the process of making known one’s thoughts or feelings.  Expressions – a word or phrase, especially an idiomatic one, used to convey an idea.

Expressions – a word or phrase, especially an idiomatic one, used to convey an idea.

For those of you who read my blog – thank you. I know it has been sporadic, but here’s hoping that will change.

Now, on to the next post (I’ve got a couple in mind, and I better get them down before I forget or chicken out, or both).


Sally’s Cafe and Bookstore – New on the Shelves – Promised Soul by Sandra J. Jackson

Thank you, Sally for adding me to your bookstore!

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I am delighted to welcome Sandra J. Jackson to the shelves of the bookstore today with her fantasy/romance novel Promised Soul.

About the book

Just as Krista’s summer plans are finalized, she is suddenly plagued by strange dreams and intense feelings of déjà vu. Feeling as though she’s losing her mind, she visits a psychic medium, only to feel more confused. When Krista arrives in England, her dreams persist, and she finds herself at the doorstep of another psychic; she needs clarity. Finally, the words she was afraid to say out loud, are spoken. Now Krista has to figure out what it all means. Promised Soul is the story of the past, the present, and the future of two souls that have been bound together by eternal and transcending love.

A selection of reviews for the book.

Thoughtful and stays with you By EJ Scott on October 8, 2016

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Not Enough Hours

I haven’t been very active with my blog in some time. I hope that will change, but honestly I don’t know how some people do it. I can’t seem to find the time to do all that I want and somehow end up doing less. 

I am writing this while sitting in a Chapters book store on my lunch break. It’s wonderful being around all these books. But it’s also overwhelming and a little frustrating. Overwhelming because I would love to buy something but can’t make up my mind on what I want to read – so I will leave empty handed. A little frustrating because I would love for something of mine to be on one of these shelves. This brings me back to my time issues.

At the moment I am working on edits for a new book due to be released as soon as I can get them back to my publisher. I work in my edits every night after work and on weekends. I have learned so much about writing that I am going over my manuscript very carefully and making changes and fixing things. It’s taking me awhile, but I am happy with it so far.

Well my time is running out and I must head back to work.

Until next time…..

Sow what? Stream of Consciousness Saturday


I know this is a little late, but here it’s still Saturday.

Stream of Consciousness prompt is here.


“So,” said Sam. He pulled his straw hat from his head and wiped his sweaty brow before replacing it back on his head. “Are you going to sow those seeds this morning? It’s getting pretty hot out there.”

Rebecca rocked back and forth in the old rocking chair on the front porch and looked up at her husband. She smiled lovingly and sighed. She held up the blue plaid shirt that lay across her lap. “I will sow those seeds today,” she poked her finger up through a small hole in the shirt, “but first I have your shirt to sew.”



Frustration, Fear – Hope

I don’t immerse myself in the politics of other countries nor do I normally voice my opinion about such things. However, these days I find my frustration and fear growing every time I turn on the TV. As much as I don’t want to watch I can’t help but be curious. Unfortunately, I have yet to see or read anything to put my mind at ease.

When I’d first heard Donald Trump was running, I laughed a little. I thought surely it was a joke and believed he wouldn’t get far, but a very small, curious side of me wondered what would happen if he did become president. However, at the time, I really thought the possibility was small and my thought was just that – a thought – and nothing would come of it. I believed most would clearly see his narcissistic tendencies (if researched, an opinion of many – psychologists included) and that his ideas, proposals (whatever you want to call them) posed a threat. After all if I could see it, surely the majority of voters could too.

I was completely boggled, gobsmacked, and stunned when he actually became the Republican Presidential Nominee. I couldn’t believe he’d gone that far, but I still had hope. And while I understood there were many who felt neither nominee was fit for the job, I hoped they would vote for what was deemed by some as the lesser of two evils. Surely voters would come to their senses and not allow this joke to go any further. That small, curious side of me was silenced.

I was frustrated, shocked, and angry when he won the presidential election. All I thought was how could this happen when the whole world, the – whole – world, thought it was a bad idea.

I am concerned, fearful, and still angry. This morning’s news about the protests at airports due to Trump’s immigration ban did not help. I tried not to watch and eventually left the room because it frustrated me. I then read some tweets from voters who now regret their choice and I shook my head. With tweets like “stop worrying about your ego and focus on the country”,  I couldn’t help but wonder what it is about narcissism that wasn’t understood? I  want to say you made your bed, now lie in it to those who regret their choice.  I want to say you have no right to complain to those who didn’t make any choice.

There is a hopeful and optimistic voice in my head and heart and it whispers “it will be okay, somehow, someway, all will be right with the world again”.  I will hold on to this and I truly hope love, empathy, understanding, patience, trust, equality, compromise, and mutual respect, trumps Trump.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS – Practice


Practice makes perfect! I heard this expression a lot growing up, (that and many others).  It used to drive me crazy even though there is truth to this concept. It takes time to become really good at something, even if you’re a natural at it – you start at really good and end up great.

The only problem I have with “practice makes perfect” is that procrastination and pretext prevents me from persevering. But eventually I get back to my project and begin to make progress.

Yes, practice does make perfect (or at least better than before), you just can’t give up.

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Writerly Wednesday – A Thing of the Past?

It seems that Writerly Wednesday is no more. I have not received any prompts for the last 3 weeks so…..

Anyhow, I will concentrate more of my time participating in other writing prompts here on WordPress. I have participated in Stream of Consciousness and enjoyed it so I will try that again, so long as I remember. If you know of any other writing prompt blogs, please let me know.