Son in doghouse

Or he would be if we had a doghouse. When asked what I would appreciate, knowing his straightened finances at the moment, I asked for a multipack of the only crisps I can eat on diet - he not only got the wrong things but the one flavour I detest! He is incomunicado with me until I get my crisps or something else I can munch on safely.

Beginning of the week again

A whole new week, where did the last one go??? Come on folks, the two new stories are out there and I need readers/reviewers.

Mitzy and Socks is a tiny tale, but heart warming and fun; Thorn's Tale is a true epic follow on from Misty Spirit. Life in a prehistoric society with no metals but excellent survival skills. This one is mainly water based, be warned if you suffer sea sickness!

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All the other books are still there as well. There is something for everyone, please check them out.

Yes - with rain and wind outside, I have nowhere better to be than sat at this screen with a nourishing coffee by my side!

Happy Mothers' Day!

Today is Mothers' Day here in the UK. I hope all of you are spoilt rotten on the one day of the year we all get celebrated at once. I am trusting my own family has taken notice of the diet and does not produce more choccies and biccies that I can't eat in abundance any more. Smoked salmon for dinner, with a Bailey's laced coffee in place of the cheesecake later.

family tree

I have deviated from the stories and everything else these past two days to delve back into the family tree. I am still getting nowhere on the Irish side, or a date of birth for even my grand-dad there. On the other hand, Ancestry has helped me fill in some stuff on both sides going back four and five generations. So it was well worth the dalliance to something I have left for half a year.

I have fingers crossed that I may hear from distant relatives with other hints as Ancestry updates the records. One never knows where the next breakthrough will come from!

coat on, coat off

The weather is atrocious at the moment. I know the forecast said so, but still .....

I put my coat on and put the purse in the shopping bag, making it to the front door just in time to hear the first peel of thunder overhead and ducked just in time to miss the first huge raindrops. I closed the door as the heavens opened. Coat off again, kettle on.

One lovely cup of coffee later, I decided to try again as it had miracolously gone dry outside. BANG overhead again. I didn't need to turn to hear the windswept downpour. Coat off again.

Now I put my 'cottage pie' dinner together- layers of veg,mince and topped with diced potato. Yum, I had to have a small taster of course. Visit to the bathroom, coat on again. Managed to get to the end of the street this time, wow - the wind nearly blew me off my feet as another BANG rent the air. One quick sprit later and I was not thoroughly soaked through.

Coat off and hung to steam slightly. Kettle again and another coffee. It has gone dry again - but the coat is staying firmly where it is. Dinner is made, I don't need to go out until tomorrow morning.

Story 37

The thing stood, silent, waiting for them. The energy from it was tangible and felt by the entire wondering gathering.

No one noticed the lights of the night outside fade as a dark cloak descended around Bear Camp, as if the very place was removed from time and space, and they were the only living beings in existence.

“What is it, Dave?”

“I can only guess Petar. But now I can tell you that it still is not complete. YOU hold the key.”

“I? Dave?”

“What have you around your throat, my friend?”

“My throat? This amulet with - ah! I am still a stupid man from the stone age!” He took the tiny sliver of rock that he had worn since he first picked it up. Touching the now warm thing did not bring forth the usual white beam, it did nothing. It waited.

The sliver fitted a tiny indentation neither had previously noticed. Petar pressed this into place and stepped back. Still nothing happened.

“Dave?” Petar whispered.

“Wait.” Dave whispered back. “It was hurt, it’s healing itself. The chrysalis will open.”

“Chrys…..” They all moved back several steps as the golden light appeared around the thing, and a fine line appeared, an even more dazzling light inside, like a star come to earth.

The light rose to float above them, whisps of light appearing and disappearing exactly like a miniature sun. Some would swear later they saw a figure in the blaze, others would claim different sights. The thing went cloudy so they did not need to shade their eyes.

A voice came as the thing pulsated gently. “Thank you, Petar, for freeing me from my long protective shelter. I will shortly join my family in the stars, but ask and I shall endeavour to answer.”

“Welcome, being of the stars. WHAT are you, and WHY are you here?”

A tinkle of pure joyful laughter was heard. “What I am is beyond your comprehension. My kind wanders this universe in guardianship over all forms of life, nurturing where necessary.”

“You are NOT ‘God’ then?” Sam queried in awed fascination.

“I am not, we are not what you call God. We are far above you in terms of evolution, the Presence you would call God is even further above us.

“I am here by pure accident as you would say. Our young are protected in cocoons, chrysalises until they are grown enough to emerge. This process takes eons of your time. This shell of mine was caught in the birth throes of your world, parts of ‘me’ were scattered along your timeline. I have grown throughout your history, WITH the planet.

“I feel, PART of the place. I shall become your planetary guardian. There is a long path ahead for your life form.”

“We know of life forms on this world only. Are there many?” Dave queried.

“Many, countless. All beyond your reach.”

“Not so, sorry.” Petar spoke. “What of our friends who found ‘home’ back in our mists of time?”

“A case in point. Call it meddling if you will. Now it is done, I see the pattern. Those brought here were of a more advanced life form compared to your selves. We intervened when they long left the path that leads to the next stage. We could not let them destroy such a promising life.”

“But you let them be destroyed, I saw it.”

“Did we? We allowed their regression to their earliest form. Far back in your mists as you have pointed out. There are no records, I can not know, what life evolved from this. Be careful - you have a long path, you may yet stray. It has happened often. Few forms reach the final revelation.”

“Which is?”

The being began to slowly glow; building to the starlight it was made of. “The final revelation? You will know in time. You must GROW and LEARN!”

A joyous laughing giggle of pure delight at BEING came through the pulsating light. “You already know much. From the beginnings you have known. PEACE, LIFE, and above all, LOVE.”

A thought was planted in Dave and Petar’s minds as the miniature star flashed out of the camp and upward. Normal night lights were seen, and a solitary star flashed briefly overhead before vanishing over the horizon.

Oops, nearly forgot!

I have visited all the usual web sites already, and forgot the Blog. Raps own fingers. I am currently trying to download two stories to the Kindle, but I have to recharge for the thing to work. It is taking forever, well it feels like it.

In the meantime, check out the variety of titles on my author pages, please

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Something for everyone. Mitzy and Socks now down to rock bottom cost price, it really is a good light read.

I shall start bragging about the writers' group book once it gets through the edit stage. We are a talented bunch!