Colleen’s #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge ~ Purple Calendar

#TankaTuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge No. 283: #Tastetherainbow-“Chakra” Color Poetry


My
purple
calendar
hangs on my wall
the days are crossed off
telling me you forgot
no red roses sent today
our special day lost in the mist
I ask myself; do you still love me?
too many days forgotten, make me blue


©AnitaDawes2022

A Bloggers Nightmare…

Image by Leandro De Carvalho from Pixabay

My best friend…

When I first started writing several years ago, I became obsessed with the Dragon dictation software. At the time, I think this was the only voice dictation available, and I thought it was marvellous, thinking of all the typing I wouldn’t be doing.

Never mind that it took a lifetime to accustom itself to my voice. Originally, I thought all I had to do was talk and my words would magically appear on the screen. That couldn’t be further from the truth.

You must voice every comma, full stop, and line break. I also discovered that sometimes it can be hard of hearing. Make that stone deaf!

One way or another, I went off the idea, finding it too much trouble. It also costs money, something we didn’t have back then.

Moving on to 2022.

I recently noticed that Microsoft Word, the newly updated one, suddenly had a dictation mode, free to Word users. Word is expensive enough, but I thought this was a bonus if it worked.

I still had to voice every blessed comma et cetera, but it was efficient, quick and pretty accurate. In no time at all, I was dictating everything. And my aching arms and wrists thanked me for it.

I prefer to draft longhand, and transcribing my work and my sisters, has always been a bind, time-consuming too. I can dictate a thousand words in ten minutes these days, and I am more than happy with that.

I use Word a lot, and along with Grammarly I can spell check, edit and move stuff around to my heart’s content. It’s also essential if you need to find overused words, name changes, or simply find something you have forgotten.

My best friend ever…

Something that is not my best friend these days is our current browser, Firefox. I have tried them all in the past, never quite happy with any of them. Chrome, for example, almost sent me insane.

Recently, however, something has been happening to ruin my blogging day. Every time I press a like button, chances are it won’t respond. The same thing happens with my comments. This has been happening to a lot of bloggers, apparently. Someone suggested changing our browser, which can often result in a colossal upheaval affecting everything, so I was reluctant to do this.

Until today, that is. I was trying to visit and communicate with everyone like I normally do, and almost all of the sites I visited were a complete waste of time. My temper turned up.

I have no idea why it took so long, as I have never been known for holding back for long. With steam coming out of my ears, I switched off the PC and made a cup of coffee. I had to do something, but what?

The only browser I haven’t tried is Microsoft Edge. Highly recommended and promises to transfer all our favourites from Firefox. Mmm…

But will it let me like what I like?

Only time will tell, but in the meantime, I feel better, knowing I have tried something…

So Far, so Good!

The Sunday Whirl ~ Wordle 365 ~ #Poetry

©AnitaDawes2022 ~ image by Pixabay.com
The power shot past me
The sacred moment lost
I lie under the covers
A heavy ache held my heart
I hear the owl in the woods
The hollow crack of spirit
The candle lit, the feast ready
The sideways glance, the door opens
Yesterday’s spirits rush in…

©AnitaDawes2022

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie #Wordle 281

A dose of fetish. Good friends. An incomparable muse.

Image by S. Hermann & F. Richter from Pixabay ~ Poem by A Dawes
Her winter green smile 
disturbed the words in my head
I remember the pledge we made
To stay longer, greedily
Enjoying each other, the forest
Hid all trace of us
High on love, hidden by mother nature
The stone in my shoe reminding me
She isn’t real…

©AnitaDawes2022

Silent Sunday…

Image by Dimitris Vetsikas from Pixabay

The last few days I have been in a finishing frenzy, getting closer than ever to writing those magical words, The End. I have just put down my pen and come up for some badly needed fresh air!

When I have finally finished, and before I start the editing, I need to visit the sea, just to feel a bit more normal…

Friday Flowers… #Honeysuckle

©JayeMarie2010

Kinda glad this week is coming to a close and looking forward to a quiet weekend.

Hopefully, we can start to feel a bit more normal come Monday!

I am working on the penultimate chapter of Ghost of a Chance, and I might even finish the first draft with a bit of luck. Really looking forward to that moment.

The sunflowers are beginning to open, so looking forward to that, too

Have a wonderful weekend!

In advance!

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie ~ Wordle #279 ~ #Poetry

Image by Robert Pastryk from Pixabay

Thank God for fiction, 
the bishop and the black dog, the dog 
that told of the whispers between the walls
The hot dog that legged it to a better life
Stories saved my soul from shrinking
my way to cope, to lose myself in myth
Hercules and the Minotaur, 
Troy, Medusa with her head of snakes
Without these things my childhood 
would have been so much darker, lonely
Nowadays, holidays take in the old, 
sometimes forgotten architecture
My enthusiasm knows no bounds 
when it comes to the skill of our forefathers
The beauty of a gargoyle, high above your head
The grotesques that keep away bad spirits
Anything otherworldly keeps my soul in place…

©AnitaDawes2022

Lost in Time ~ The Sunday Whirl ~ Wordle 561 ~ #Poetry

Lost in time
The bones of our ancestors
Covered in myths
That run on willowy legs
Old spirits growl, I hear them not
I hear birds singing, the hum of summer
Empty footsteps tracking my progress
I pray they never catch up to me
I say the prayer three times
The third is the charm
To keep away the blood, 
trickling down the walls
The glum faces of my neighbours 
that haunt my dreams
I run after the old, the magic of myth
The stories that keep my blood pumping…

©AnitaDawes2022


Friday Follow- Up

Thanks to Wimbledon, we haven’t been as busy as we would like this week. We love tennis and it’s only for two weeks, so I think we have done surprisingly well, considering. Today is the men’s final, between Novak Djokovic and Cam Norrie, the latest heartthrob. We must down tools for that!

Image by jacqueline macou from Pixabay

In an effort to maintain fairness, we have tried to share the time we have left between as many projects as possible. This, we thought, we at least reduce the tennis guilt a little.

Consequently, I have been running around like a headless chicken, bringing a totally new meaning to multi-tasking!

This week:

Promotion: posted Bad Moon, accompanied by review on Thursday

Reading: The Clockwork Girl. Just a few chapters but still…

WIP: working on the ending now, getting excited by the minute!

Posts:  several in the pipeline, will try to finish these over the weekend

Gardening:  can only manage the watering this week, unfortunately

Housework:  are you kidding!

Paris, 1750.

In the midst of an icy winter, as birds fall frozen from the sky, chambermaid Madeleine Chastel arrives at the home of the city’s celebrated clockmaker and his clever, unworldly daughter.

Madeleine is hiding a dark past, and a dangerous purpose: to discover the truth of the clockmaker’s experiments and record his every move, in exchange for her own chance of freedom.

For as children quietly vanish from the Parisian streets, rumours are swirling that the clockmaker’s intricate mechanical creations, bejewelled birds and silver spiders, are more than they seem.

And soon Madeleine fears that she has stumbled upon an even greater conspiracy. One which might reach to the very heart of Versailles…

An intoxicating story of obsession, illusion and the price of freedom.