Book Teaser

NOT AT ALL a novel writer but I am trying to venture out and try new things…so….here goes…

I saw nothing, heard nothing, felt nothing. Dazed and confused I stood, trying to assess what had just happened. I remembered a gun shot, loud! As it rang in my ear it seemed to take all of my memories with it. In that moment I had no recollection of myself, my life, and all that I thought I knew vanished, causing me to question my own existence. As I looked down beside me I could see the trail of blood beginning to spread itself out onto my floor. It slowly made its way to where I was standing and wrapped itself around my shoe. I cringed at the thought of having it touch me and I tried my best to move away but shock and horror had paralyzed me. At that moment I gave no thought to who the blood belonged to. If it was mine, I felt no pain. I felt nothing; no pain, no sorrow, no loss, nothing. An intense nothing. The area around me began to fill with light. So much so that I felt my eyes tighten as if I may be blinded by the intensity of that light. As I began to look around me I could hear sounds. Heavy breathing which I assumed to be my own, the ceiling fan with its annoying squeak, I could hear the sound of a television playing in the distance. As I looked down at the trail of blood which now encased the outline of my foot, I began to follow it to its origin with my eyes. I don’t know that I ever could have been prepared for what my eyes landed upon. There he lie, in a puddle of his own blood. In a matter of one second, my memories began to return to me and slowly began flooding my mind. The way he looked, the sound of his voice. I stared in disbelief as his body lay on my floor, void of life. How does life continue without the person that carries you through it? My horror turned to overwhelming sadness and I began to feel rage. Who did this? How did this happen? As I stood there, feeling returned to me. I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I felt my heart pounding inside of my chest. I felt the cold metal object in my hand. I knew what I was holding without even looking down. My body gave way under my weight. I no longer had control of my muscles. As I dropped to my knees, I heard the sound of the gun hitting my floor.  


How ‘FROZEN’ Changed My Life

“What does the fox say” seems to be a question of the past and now our minds have moved on to building snowmen. I am all about catchy so those cute little tunes are constantly bouncing around in my mind fighting for space…often winning over things like remembering to start the laundry or pulling dinner out of the oven on time.
The other day as I drove through town running errands, I caught myself singing “Watching the hours tick byyyyy…” right before turning on my blinker…tick tock, tick tock, tick tock…
In closing, I realize that I am only contributing to the madness by humming these little tunes thereby passing them subliminally to other unsuspecting nuts. Even yet, I still cannot help but to combat my children arguing by turning to them with a sly smile and a melody on my tongue as I tell them lovingly to ‘Let It Go’ 🙂