It was a dark and stormy night... It is just that. Cold March night with the winds whistling and the rain coming down fast and furious. Not fit for man or beast. I'm thankful it's not snow. This could only mean we have jumped the March mid month hurdle and Spring is around the corner. Tonight we turn the clocks ahead which means more light...YES!!!! This makes me ecstatic as I hate driving at night and having more light at 6pm is well...wonderful.
Soon Spring then Summer and hopefully a completed novel with most edits/rewrites done (wishful thinking for me the procrastinator). Almost there though...there is a light at the end of the tunnel. I should be writing on 37 tonight but I'm tired and my brain is in a fog. Basically, I have nothing. Ayden, Tiernan and Ari are holed up somewhere in the farthest reaches of my creative mind and my muse is relaxing someplace warm and cozy on this frightful night. All is too quiet in the house; one child is with dad for the night and the other is off with friends. Methinks that I need to have noise and chaos around me in order to write; I think my system doesn't know any other way so my characters and muse have gone on hiatus.
Tonight I think I shall just relax with a good friend, food and coffee. Tomorrow is another day...course it's sposed to rain tomorrow but the children will be home so chaos returns.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Monday, March 1, 2010
The Badlands
From toil and trouble
You were born,
Dirty little cowboy
Hands callous…worn.
Live your days searching
Ride alone
Rough Rider Cowboy
Has no home.
Rough Rider, Rough Rider -- Bring it on
Rough Rider, Rough Rider – Shoot, before the thrill is gone.
Make em beg
Make em plead
Rough Rider stands
While they’re on their knees.
Shake em down
Stand your ground
Rough Rider glares
Before firing the round.
Rough Rider, Rough Rider -- Bring it on
Rough Rider, Rough Rider -- Shoot, before the thrill is gone.
Look at their eyes
Such a big surprise
Rough Rider laughs
Watches you die.
Rough Rider, Rough Rider -- Bring it on
Rough Rider, Rough Rider -- Shoot, before the thrill is gone.
Rough Rider, Rough Rider -- Bring it on
Rough Rider, Rough Rider -- Shoot, before the thrill is gone.
You were born,
Dirty little cowboy
Hands callous…worn.
Live your days searching
Ride alone
Rough Rider Cowboy
Has no home.
Rough Rider, Rough Rider -- Bring it on
Rough Rider, Rough Rider – Shoot, before the thrill is gone.
Make em beg
Make em plead
Rough Rider stands
While they’re on their knees.
Shake em down
Stand your ground
Rough Rider glares
Before firing the round.
Rough Rider, Rough Rider -- Bring it on
Rough Rider, Rough Rider -- Shoot, before the thrill is gone.
Look at their eyes
Such a big surprise
Rough Rider laughs
Watches you die.
Rough Rider, Rough Rider -- Bring it on
Rough Rider, Rough Rider -- Shoot, before the thrill is gone.
Rough Rider, Rough Rider -- Bring it on
Rough Rider, Rough Rider -- Shoot, before the thrill is gone.
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