Quote Challenge – Day Three

Thanks again to Nortina Mariela for nominating me for this challenge. I’ve enjoyed sharing my love of music with you all. I hope you’ve enjoyed it as well.

The choice of my last song was a bit tougher. This band showed up on one of my play lists and no matter which song I listened to or read the lyrics for, I couldn’t quite decide which song to use, so I went with one I’ve loved for a while. I’ve only ever heard it on the radio, though, and when they moved on to newer songs, I stopped hearing it. When I found it again, I was ecstatic and am happy to say it is now part of my music.

Once again, I grabbed the lyrics from AZLyrics and I’ve linked to YouTube so you can check it out if you are so inclined.

More than any others I’ve heard or read, many of this band’s lyrics come across as poetry to me. I don’t have a whole lot more to say other than I love this band!

“I Will Wait” by Mumford & Sons

Well, I came home
Like a stone
And I fell heavy into your arms
These days of dust
Which we’ve known
Will blow away with this new sunBut I’ll kneel down,
Wait for now
And I’ll kneel down,
Know my ground

And I will wait, I will wait for you
And I will wait, I will wait for you

So break my step
And relent
Well, you forgave and I won’t forget
Know what we’ve seen
And him with less
Now in some way shake the excess

‘Cause I will wait, I will wait for you
And I will wait, I will wait for you

Now I’ll be bold
As well as strong
And use my head alongside my heart
So tame my flesh
And fix my eyes
A tethered mind freed from the lies

And I’ll kneel down,
Wait for now
I’ll kneel down,
Know my ground

Raise my hands
Paint my spirit gold
And bow my head
Keep my heart slow

‘Cause I will wait, I will wait for you
And I will wait, I will wait for you


Okay, so part of the challenge is to pick three bloggers. The downside is that I’ve been pretty absent on my reader so I have no idea who has participated and who hasn’t. I’m just going to pick three and if you’ve already done it, take it as a huge compliment from me to you and just move on. If you haven’t done it, though, it’s well worth it!
Here are the rules again, just in case you missed them:
  • Post one quote for three consecutive days which can come from your favorite book, author, song, role model, etc.
  • Nominate three other bloggers
  • Have fun. Try not to make this challenge “forced”

And my three nominees:

Her Headache

One of Them Ladygoats

Prajakta Athavale

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One-Liner Wednesday – Getting Lost

“If I was so sure I knew where I was going, how did I get so lost?” – Dexter

The boyfriend and I started watching Dexter last night. How the hell did I allow myself to go this long without watching good shows? First Game of Thrones (we finally got caught up a few weeks ago) and now this. *Sigh*

I suppose I should just be happy that I am now watching them… or… well… happy might not be the right word.


One-Liner Wednesday is hosted by Linda G Hill. Feel free to click the link and join the fun!

Teaser Tuesday – From the Corner of His Eye

From the Corner of His Eye

Another Dean Koontz novel for me and I’m not sad about that at all. The only thing I’m realizing is that I should probably pick shorter books if I’m ever going to reach my goal of reading 50 books this year. (If I’m really truthful with myself, I will realize that 50 probably isn’t going to happen, but I’m well on my way to reading more books this year than I ever have, so yay!)

I’m not far enough into this book yet to really get a feeling for what is happening or what is going to happen, but as always, Koontz spins a masterful tale, including a holy-shit villain that came out of nowhere and knocked my socks off.

Without further ado, the teaser for today comes from page 35 of From The Corner of His Eye.

“The beetle-green Pontiac waited in the driveway, with a shine that tempted nature to throw around some bad weather. Joey always kept a spotless car, and he probably wouldn’t have had time to earn a living if he had resided in some shine-spoiling climate rather than in southern California.”


Teaser Tuesday is hosted by Miz B of A Daily Rhythm. Feel free to click the link and read other posts or join in the reading fun!

Quote Challenge – Day Two

It’s day two of the quote challenge and luckily, this second song is quite a bit happier than yesterday’s choice.

I know there is debate on the whole Apple music giving everyone a free subscription for 90 days, but I can tell you I wouldn’t have found this song without it. I used to rely on my daughter to tell me about all the new music out there, but now that she’s out living her own life, I have lost my touch with newer music. I had my doubts about it, though, because if it was anything like Pandora, I knew I wouldn’t like it. But it gives me access to all the music out there and I would happily start paying for it right now. (So, I suppose I’m saying that even I think 90 days is a bit excessive, especially if singer/songwriters are paying the price. They don’t make enough as it is.)

Enough of all that, though. This is about songs and song lyrics. Once again, the lyrics were taken from AZLyrics and I have linked to the song on YouTube so you can check it out.

When I first heard this song and added it to my music, I really just loved the music and the singer’s voice. I had no idea until I looked up the lyrics that it was about love, which is my favorite type of song. I think the lyrics are new and fresh and it just makes me smile when I listen to it. I hope you enjoy!

“Bright” by Echosmith

I think the universe is on my side
Heaven and Earth have finally aligned
Days are good and that’s the way it should be

You sprinkle star dust on my pillow case
It’s like a moonbeam brushed across my face
Nights are good and that’s the way it should be

You make me sing oh, la, la, La
You make a girl go oh oh
I’m in love, love

Did you see that shooting star tonight?
Were you dazzled by the same constellation?
Did you and Jupiter conspire to get me?
I think you and the Moon and Neptune got it right
‘Cause now I’m shining bright, so bright
Bright, so bright

And I see colors in a different way
You make what doesn’t matter fade to grey
Life is good and that’s the way it should be

You make me sing oh, la, la, la
You make a girl go oh oh
I’m in love, love

Did you see that shooting star tonight?
Were you dazzled by the same constellation?
Did you and Jupiter conspire to get me?
I think you and the Moon and Neptune got it right
‘Cause now I’m shining bright, so bright
And I get lost in your eyes

Did you see that shooting star tonight?
Were you dazzled by the same constellation?
Did you and Jupiter conspire to get me?
I think you and the Moon and Neptune got it right
‘Cause now I’m shining bright, so bright
Bright, so bright
And I get lost in your eyes tonight

Mondays Finish The Story – Daddy’s Gift

Delphine's Story

“Delphine always wanted to pilot her father’s plane and when he forgot his keys on her tenth birthday, she knew that taking off would be easy.”

She also knew that once she was airborne, there would be no turning back.

She remembered a conversation they’d had, late one night when they were alone in her room and the only sounds were the beeping machines keeping time with their hushed voices.

“Daddy, am I still going to be able to fly one day, like you said?”

“Yes, my angel,” he said as a huge smile lit his watery eyes. Leaning over, he kissed her forehead then whispered gently in her ear, “but right now, you need to sleep.”

Clutching the keys in her hand, she glanced one last time at the room that was slowly fading away.

“Thank you, Daddy,” she whispered as she boarded the plane and headed straight for the cockpit.


Monday’s Finish the Story is a unique flash fiction challenge where we provide you with a new photo each week, and the first sentence of a story. Your challenge is to finish the story using 100-150 words, not including the sentence provided. Click on the froggy link to read other stories or upload your own.

My story is coming in at 120 words. I wasn’t planning on this today, but I’m happy I opened up my reader and noticed someone else participating. I always love finding new challenges to participate in and I’m excited to add this into my posting schedule, such as it is.

Quote Challenge – Day One

I’ve been challenged by Nortina Mariela to do the three day quote challenge. Here are the rules:

  • Post one quote for three consecutive days which can come from your favorite book, author, song, role model, etc.
  • Nominate three other bloggers
  • Have fun. Try not to make this challenge “forced”

I saw the notification come through last week and I’ve been thinking about it ever since. I decided to do song lyrics since I love music and I’m not sure I talk about it on my blog as much as I actually love it. The hardest part probably would have been choosing the songs, but luckily one of the rules is to not force things, so I’m going to go with three songs I’ve come across recently – well actually, I came across two of them recently. The other one is a band I have always loved but just found them again recently.

I’m getting all the lyrics from AZLyrics and I am going to take some liberties by removing all the repetition for ease of reading on my blog, but feel free to look them up on the website. I will also link to the song on YouTube so you can listen to the song, if you are so inclined.

For me, music is just as much about lyrics as it is about the melodies and I’m drawn to lyrics, probably because I love words and stories so much. The first one is hauntingly beautiful and the lyrics struck me deep in my heart, even though they are ambiguous enough to have a different meaning depending on who is reading them.

For me, it brought back memories of when I was deep in depression and there were only a few people in my life that I felt stuck by me and loved me anyway, even when I was telling them to leave me and not waste their time. I’m happy they stayed. I needed to know that I could be loved, even through my darkest moments.

“Skinny Love” by Birdy
(originally by Bon Iver)

Come on skinny love just last the year,
Pour a little salt we were never here,
My my my, my my my, my-my-my my-my…
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer.

Tell my love to wreck it all,
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall,
My my my, my my my, my-my-my my-my…
Right in the moment this order’s tall.

And I told you to be patient,
And I told you to be fine,
And I told you to be balanced,
And I told you to be kind,
And in the morning I’ll be with you,
But it will be a different kind,
‘Cause I’ll be holding all the tickets,
And you’ll be owning all the fines.

Come on skinny love, what happened here?
Suckle on the hope in light brassieres,
My my my, my my my, my-my-my my-my…
Sullen load is full, so slow on the split.

And I told you to be patient,
And I told you to be fine,
And I told you to be balanced,
And I told you to be kind,
And now all your love is wasted,
Then who the hell was I?
‘Cause now I’m breaking at the britches,
And at the end of all your lines.

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
And who will fall far behind?

Come on skinny love,
My my my, my my my, my-my-my my-my…
My my my, my my my, my-my-my my-my.

Flash Fiction – The Beach House Part 5

The Beach House Part 5

Brandon knew Jane was right. He didn’t want to stay here any longer than necessary at this point, but he knew leaving in the middle of the night wasn’t the best option either. None of them had slept much.

“Babe, I know it’s tough, but let’s try and get a little more sleep and we’ll leave first thing in the morning.”

The look she threw his way spoke volumes. She wanted to leave now.

He let out a deep sigh and settled back against the headboard. Their eyes held, however, not so much a battle of wills, but a resignation of commitment and love, each realizing the other’s argument had validity. Brandon opened his mouth to speak when he heard the crashing door from the next room. Instead of what he was going to say, he exclaimed, “What the hell?”

Without a word, Jane was on her feet running toward their bedroom door, Brandon not far behind.

Walking into the other bedroom was like stepping into an alternate universe, one where his good friend Walter strangled his girlfriend after a tiny squabble. He wasn’t sure if the ringing in his ears was shock and he didn’t take the time to figure it out. His world had narrowed to one thing and one thing only. He had to stop Walter.

He knew Jane was screaming for Walter to let Jen go, but it was all so far away. Seeing that her screams hadn’t even phased him, Brandon knew what had to be done and before he could think or try and talk himself out of it, he ran up to Walter and punched him as hard as he could. His punch landed somewhere on Walter’s cheek and his head snapped to one side, but his hold on Jen didn’t budge. Despite the throbbing that was already starting in his knuckles, Brandon did it again and this one connected squarely with Walter’s chin.

Walter’s eyes rolled in his head and his grip finally loosened on Jen. Brandon threw his weight into Walter and they both went hurling toward the bed.

“Walter, what the hell is wrong with you, man?” Brandon knew he was yelling, but all the sound still seemed to be coming through a filter. He was holding Walter by both shoulders, ready to throw another punch if his friend showed any signs of continued violence.

But Walter looked dazed. He shook his head and grabbed at his face, working his jaw. He finally met Brandon’s eyes and said the one thing Brandon wasn’t expecting.

“What’s going on? Why’d you hit me?”

“Are you fucking serious?” Not knowing what to think of his friend, he decided that was the least of his worries.

He looked over at Jane who was now holding Jen, rocking back and forth and crying. He shoved his friend away and scrambled over to Jen.

“Did you feel for a pulse? Is she breathing?”

“I don’t know. God, Brandon, is she okay?” Jane didn’t seem to be doing any better than he felt. Only knowing what he’d seen in movies and television, he placed two fingers on Jen’s already purpling throat and was shocked when he felt the thump-thump of her pulse against his fingers. He leaned down next to her mouth and felt small breaths coming in and out.

“Thank God!”

“She’s breathing?” Jane asked in a small, tight voice.

“Yes.”

Finally, he looked back at Walter who was still crumbled on the floor next to the bed. He still looked dazed and confused, which pissed Brandon off.

“Walter, you’d better explain. ‘Cause right now, I’m ready to call the cops and turn you in. I don’t care how long we’ve been friends.”

Walter finally met Brandon’s eyes and then his eyes slid down to Jen. “Brandon…” His voice came out in a strangled croak. He cleared his throat and tried again. “I… I don’t know, Brandon.”

“That’s not good enough, Walter. God, do you see what you’ve done? Look at her!”

Walter looked from Brandon to Jen, the confusion never leaving his face. If anything, it intensified.

“What do you mean, Brandon? Do you mean…” He paused, his gaze finally landing on Jen and holding. “I did that?”

Brandon stared at his friend, not really sure what to say. He couldn’t even believe he was playing stupid at this point, having been caught in the act. “Walter, come off it, dude. This isn’t something you can make light of.”

Walter finally sat up and stared Brandon full in the face.

“Brandon, I swear to God, I don’t remember anything. The last thing I remember was running into the ocean. Please, you have to believe me! I didn’t do this… or… fuck… I guess I did, but it wasn’t me. I… I don’t know, man.” It’s like he couldn’t keep his hands still. He ran them through his hair, grabbed at his face, but his eyes held a pleading truth that Brandon had a hard time denying.

But he also couldn’t deny that it was Walter who had almost strangled the life out of Jen.

What the hell was going on?

First the shadow on the beach, then Walter’s weird behavior and Jane’s dream. Now this. He was silent for a few minutes, listening to Jane trying to wake Jen up with her tear-clogged voice. Finally, he stood up and started to leave the room.

“Brandon, where are you going?” Jane’s panicked voice.

“I’m going to get my phone. I don’t know about you, but this is so far outside my depth. And it’s gone too far.”

He left the room with Walter still dazed by the bed and Jane cradling Jen in her arms. He went into the next room and found his phone lying on the bedside table. When he clicked the button on the side to wake it up, the first thing he noticed was the top left corner. NO SERVICE didn’t so much stare at him as it hit him in the gut like a freight train.

Not willing to believe it, he tried to dial anyway. He punched in 9-1-1 and hit the green phone button to send the call but when he put the phone to his ear, it was silent.

The call wasn’t going to go through.


I keep making a habit out of saying I’m going to post the next part at a certain time and then I leave you all hanging. At least this time, it wasn’t a month or more. The only thing I will promise this time is that I will post more soon. This thing is getting way bigger than I imagined it would, but I’m having a fabulous time writing it. I hope you all are enjoying it.

I’ve been posting the links to the first parts of the story, but it’s just as easy to type The Beach House into the little search thing on the right side of my blog and they will all come up. It will save me having to link to each one. So, if you’re interested in reading the whole thing, feel free to go a-searching.