Mother of Pearl

Poor the earth remains at her loss
Even as others mourn
A moment in my memory stands
Real to me as this point in time
Life and love shared in equal measure

A wonderful woman has passed this day. A woman who gave love to all within her reach, whether they were deserving of it or not. In her eyes, all deserved love and care.

She was not mine, but that didn’t stop her from loving me all the same.

She had known pain and sorrow and instead of letting it destroy her, she let it polish that which was good within her.

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Animal Whisperer – Wordless Wednesday

image: (counterclockwise starting at the brown cat and ending at the human) Jackdaw, Locutis, Vincent, Helena, Chris; from martha0stout’s phone

All Smiles

Perhaps I had forgotten
Until you saw her face
Peering into the case

We got a puppy a few weeks ago. Ironically, from the same people we got our dog Vincent from. She’s from the last litter they’ll have as their mother was a stray that wandered into their yard and decided she really liked their two male dogs who weren’t fixed. They have a happy little pack, but only recently was the female comfortable enough with her new humans to let them catch her and take her to be fixed. Vincent is three years older than his little sister and he’s from one of the first litters they had.

Moving has been hard on Vincent and we had already decided we’d get him a companion once we’d moved. (We have, in fact, moved and are still unpacking at the new place.) We didn’t expect to be able to get him a puppy which he is just over the moon about. I’m pretty sure he was happier over her than the rest of us put together. He adores his little sister.

Reactions – One-Liner Wednesday

(falls over hilariously) Gah! (is caught by lanky nephew who smirks)


So, I have this cold, but my body responds to illnesses weirdly. Instead of running any fevers, I go hypothermic and drop to dangerous levels for my body temp. Then my vertigo likes to kick in at random moments and I go from perfectly stable (or as stable, physically, as I can get) to literally falling off my bed even though I’m leaning up against the wall on the opposite side of the bed from the floor.

I was heading through the kitchen (in the area that has no walls handy or furniture to catch myself on) when my vertigo kicked in hard. My eldest nephew was, thankfully, two steps away and caught me.

Then proceeded to smirk while walking me to the sofa and making sure I wouldn’t fall off of it as well.

Which is also a thing that happens. A lot.

Make sure to check out the original One-Liner Wednesday.

What? – Random Ramblings

I keep coming across random posts online (in different places and I never remember to save those sources) about how people don’t really smirk or chuckle in real life and so you shouldn’t use those terms in writing (whether in original work or fanfiction.) Today I came across a post on Tumblr (where I am not a member, but like to randomly cruise through now and then for fun posts and random rants about history that all check out when I want to check for authenticity) that said,

those posts criticizing common writing patterns in fanfiction are so ******* harmful and they ruined me

so like yknow what??? People tell you to avoid “smirk” and “chuckle” as descriptors because no one does those things (???) but then when I need to use those words I have a ten minute crisis about how I’m a ****** writer. So heres my unwarranted writing advice: If you want your characters to smirk and chuckle ******* let them and don’t let anyone tell you that no one smirks or chuckles because I do both on a daily basis whenever I tell a ****** pun, bye  –rowdyravens

I sat there for a moment and remembered running into all of those posts from before that say not to use smirk or chuckle and was really confused. For the first time, I realized that people genuinely think that no one smirks or chuckles in real life. I had not realized this before and had thought that those previous posts were jokes (or I was really tired when I read them and didn’t really take in what they were saying.)

Because quite a few of my family members genuinely smirk all the time. My dad does it (though he won’t admit to it) and he chuckles a lot. My eldest nephew is a pro at smirking (which is just all kinds of unfair, because I’m one of the few in my family that can’t do that at all) and has the deepest chuckle that I have ever heard in my life. (Which, again, is saying something because both of my brothers have some of the, previously believed to be, lowest voices in my family and they chuckle more often than they laugh. (How my 15-year-old nephew went from soprano to bass in his vocals seemingly over night, I will never know. Seriously, that kid didn’t have a voice that cracked even a little bit! My niece’s voice cracked a little when it change from first soprano to first alto/second soprano! That gangly kid is something else…)

So I hadn’t realized before this moment that many people believe that smirking or chuckling is something that only exists in literature rather than in real life.

I had to even stop and share this with my nephew and he didn’t believe for a moment because he is either being a straight man or sitting there smirking like a little brat.

And the chuckling! Over 90% of my life hearing my dad when he’s doing some kind of laugh has been listening to him chuckle! He doesn’t really laugh, he just quietly chuckles.

This is just really throwing me for a loop!

I- I must go do something else before I expend all of today’s energy being confused and ranting at posts on my computer.