I keep telling people to chase their dreams. I know that dreams can come true! Some of my dreams have come true! And there is no reason I should sit back and not try anymore… Right? I believe in preaching by example. It is the best way to prove you’re right. And I am about to do…… Continue reading What if?
I missed a call from Denmark today. A phone call. I was in the bathroom, and I couldn’t get to my phone before the voice mail picked up. When I checked, there was no pending message. I recognized the country code right away. 45. My heart skipped a beat. I didn’t know the rest of…… Continue reading Missed call…
As bloggers, we seek attention. Not all in the same extent, of course. And we don’t all work as hard to pull the spotlight on us, but we all share this need to be known. If you are thinking “I don’t need attention” right now, tell me… Honestly, why do you publish your ideas…… Continue reading Go viral? Thanks, but no thanks!
Previously posted August 7th, 2016. She was lying in the tall hay, eyes closed, open minded… What is summer…? It might have slipped from her lips. Or his, had he been there. But she was alone, with her thoughts, resting in the field, her skin offered to the sun. What is summer…? Summer is…… Continue reading Cicada song…
Flowers taught me a lesson; Never postpone enjoying the beauty of life! If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here. Description for the visually impaired; Three white tulips, with a close up on one fully bloomed, with a bright yellow center, fading lightly on its snow-white petals.
Denmark is one of the (if not THE) cleanest countries I visited so far. No matter the size of the city, wether you visit Copenhagen or a small countryside town, littering is not in Danes’ genes. But… Yes, there is always a “but”. On weekend nights and holidays’ evenings, things suddenly change. Reserved and…… Continue reading Random Danish memories…
Hello Lovelies, This will be short (yeah, yeah, yeah…) because I have things to take care of. But I was replying to a comment from Eleanor just a few minutes ago, and the always fabulous lady gave me an idea, and tickled my curiosity. As writers, our characters live in our minds, and we usually have…… Continue reading Quick survey…
Read every secret written in Braille goosebumps across my trembling skin… Tongue slowly my salty whispers and their mysterious foreign meanings… Turn the pages, get lost in my stories, Don’t mind that I only use lost languages. The obvious is boring… Only when arcane, life is exciting and truly amazes! .
Woke up this morning, with a splitting headache. Business as usual. Surprisingly, silence wasn’t welcome today. I usually enjoy sitting alone, with just the sound of the cars driving past my apartment and the occasional purr of Miss Freja. But this morning, I needed something to fill the stillness of my Sunday morning.…… Continue reading Cyranny’s Jukebox…
No, no… Not sex. I’m not a Salt-N-Pepa member! Following the interest for my first two posts regarding blogging ( you can catch up with The fine art of commenting & Between bloggers ), and the long and insightful conversations they provoked, I thought I’d keep sharing my thoughts about our common hobby. As I mentionned number…… Continue reading Let’s talk about success!
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