Day in and day out, it’s all the same. Except it’s not.
Everything is different while it stays the same.
I don’t know how to describe it.
Details change from day to day. Lunch is tuna instead of peanut butter. The cat threw up today instead of the dog having diarrhea yesterday.
The same dishes are dirty. The same socks didn’t quite make it into the hamper. The dryer still doesn’t shut off by itself.
I need a vacation. Of course we can’t afford one. Never could. Probably never will.
Except…
I have these ideas, these stories, in my head. These thoughts that aren’t completely mine.
Hear me out before you call the funny farm.
I have people living entire lives inside my mind. It’s not like they control anything about my life. But in some ways, it’s like they keep me… sane.
Because I have these other lives, stories, playing out in my imagination I can get through the monotony of my existence. While I’m folding laundry, I’m deciding whether they live in the city or the country, what state, what kind of house. When it’s time to scrub the tile grout, I’m weighing how much chocolate cheesecake the leading lady should consume before coming to the conclusion that her father-in-law has to die. In my imagination I turn my every day life into a wonderful cacophony of tears and drama, fear and loathing, triumph and success. The leading lady always wins.
And who knows. Maybe one day I’ll write all this crazy down and make a million dollars.
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Yeah, right. Like anyone would want to read it.
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I love writing those.
Here’s a fun video I found that vaguely corresponds to the theme of my story. 😉
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Have you noticed yet? Did ya, did ya?
I have a new page on this website. Made it yesterday afternoon.
Up there, on the far right…
Maybe I’ll make it easy on you and just stick a link right here.
But before you click it, I want to tell you about it!
It’s all about my new, first, and only finished (at this point) book!
My Ignored Hamper and other Bathroom Poetry
Yay!
I’m not going to beg you to buy it.
Much. (lol)
Go ahead. You know you’re curious what the new page looks like. Take a peek.
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Just remember to come back tomorrow for more poetry.
Welcome to the official kick-off for my book launch!
(Seriously, does anyone have a paper bag I could breathe into?)
My first book, My Ignored Hamper and Other Bathroom Poetry, is now available on bothSmashwordsandAmazon Kindleat the price of $1.49.
(Yeah, getting just a little bit dizzy here.)
But just for you I have a coupon for Smashwords. Here’s the code: GS49E Smashwords says the code isn’t case sensitive, so don’t stress over the shift key.
This is where the normal authors usually put an excerpt, and who am I to buck the trend?
Enjoy! (places head between knees)
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My Ignored Hamper
The clothes they have shed?
On the floor looking dead
Ignoring the hamper
To the tub they do scamper
Their clothes in a heap
Into bubbles they leap
When they’re asleep
I’ll let my tea steep
It’ll take just a minute
To put the clothes in it
But for now I’ll enjoy
My two little boys
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Sleep-over Blues
With music up loud
‘Round the mirror they crowd
“That look is a winner”
“I wish I were thinner”
“There’s this really cute boy”
“He treats girls like they’re toys”
It’s Saturday night
They share the spotlight
In their fifth outfit
And wouldn’t you know it
The bathroom is crowded
“It’s here!” someone shouted
The pizza devoured
They’re now soda powered
Six girls in a bathroom
All trying out perfume
“Should we pop in a movie?”
“Let’s make-over Suzie!”
And so it continues
Dad’s sleep-over blues
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There you have it. My long awaited book of bathroom poetry has hit ebook shelves and eagerly awaits your eyes. You are more than welcome (encouraged even) to tell me your thoughts. (Please just remember to coat them in a little sugar first, huh?)
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Fellow Authors, what was it like for you the first time you published something?
Also, what did you do to celebrate?
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(I think it’s time for a lie down. Just too excited for my own good. ;D )
Wow. I couldn’t have asked for a more appropriate song. And the first one I listened to after starting the search. Incredible. As soon as this thing is scheduled I’m going back to listen to more of her songs. 🙂
The weather is getting squirrely here. I know it’s just our turn, but we already had snow. Now it’s just piling higher. What is worrying me is the couple days in the 40’s we’re supposed to have around the middle of this coming week. With all this snow I hope the area doesn’t get flooded out.
Hmmm, according to my schedule, Saturday is my day for poetry.
So that means I have to come up with something.
Thinking…thinking…
Got it!
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I love computers.
I hate computers.
They make my life easier
And harder at the same time.
Info in a hurry?
Bing or Google are a lifeline.
Want to get some work done?
Nope, defrag time.
The more they’re needed
The more they go.
Need it done in a hurry?
Yeah, that’s a big fat no.
Scans, tests and system checks
Take twice the time you expect.
When all you want to do is play
The darn thing works great all day.
Therefore:
I love computers.
I hate computers.
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Not pretty, but there you have it. A poem. A raw one at that. Only touched the backspace for misspellings. I would usually spend about an hour pouring over every detail and making everything all nice and pretty. Tonight, however, I thought you wouldn’t mind seeing behind the curtain a little.