NaBloWriMo, and an almost accidental NaNoWriMo

That's all folks. Day 30. The last day of National Blog Writing Month, otherwise known as NaBloWriMo, or NanoPoblano if you are part of the coolest (hottest?) blogger group around, or as I like to call it - Blog Everyday No Matter What Month. It's been fun, though I am a little disappointed I didn't…

the sword in the stone

The sword in the stone. Whosoever can draw me thence, will rightfully be the one true king. And so the sword in the stone sat in the stone for centuries, forgotten, remembered, forgotten and remembered again. Countless tried over the years, all nobles and knights, of course. The important leaders and commanders. All failed. One…

hope

Shadow birds cackled as the swing creaked quietly in protest to the biting breeze, as heart leaves fluttered and desperately clung to the mother tree. Shadow birds muttered as the frigid wind blew, as old man winter blew icy rain at fair autumn’s retreating back, as heart leaves lost their grip on the mother tree,…

dawn breaks

"dawn breaks" as the saying goes or sometimes "the break of dawn" or simply "daybreak" But what does dawn break? The night? If you are up early enough, and paying attention, you can see that's not true. The night fades away long before the sun rises above the horizon. Slinking into the shadows of nooks…