It’s my complete privilege to reblog and share princessennui new comic. Please support this lovely one in her blog and her art. Thank you princess for being who you are! !! All the best – wings
Congrats! Delnolan! Spreading the word for you! ~Tru aka Wings~
The first Amazon review is in. 5 stars and articulate, generous words. Thank you so much T.T Thomas. You are an angel.
From the opening lines to the final paragraph, this lean, taut story of suspense and choices made is memorable. Beautifully written, the style is at once sparse and filled to the brim with feelings and emotions. What does a man caught between two wrongs do to escape the torment of his choices? The author has achieved a masterful grasp of building a story with a pace and tension that keeps the reader on the edge while quietly building the characters’ inner conflicts to match the narrative action. It was a parallel universe of two men, two conflicts, two dramatic outcomes. The novella was as much neo-Noir as political thriller, and the author did justice to both genre. Highly recommended.
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@sabinabrennan Reblogging this on my blog and facebook page. Celebrating YOU as one of my 100 followers. Blessings!
- Question everything, especially yourself.
- Big changes come from lots of people doing little things.
- Running away doesn’t work because you can’t escape yourself.
- The actuality is frequently less painful than the imagining.
- Check yourself for prejudice and chose not to act on it.
- Measure twice, cut once.
- What unfolds may be better than what you planned.
- Starting with ourselves we can change the world one human at a time.
- We are human. We are the same. We are equal
- Honesty Matters
Showcasing mummuddlingthrough! mum of three, who has bless me! Her post resonates with me deep today. >ToLife<
Monday January 4th 2011 wasn’t really just any old Monday. It was the first Monday of the new year, the day we all dragged ourselves back to work after an over indulgent Christmas. The morning was dark and damp, and Mr G and I were tired as we had spent the weekend in London, as part of his Christmas present, watching football and having a romantic weekend away.
We had been married 6 months, and were hoping that we might be blessed with a mini-G anytime soon. We were trying to focus elsewhere, the house, having fun, but deep down we couldn’t wait for it to happen.
As we so often do in the excitement of a fresh new year beginning, that morning Mr G was full of ideas of getting fit and saving money, so he insisted on cycling to the station. ‘You’re mad’ I bantered with him, it…
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I liked the idea of having a Facebook page to not only showcase my 100 follows but to expand the brand.
Get this: I entered Protest The Chaos and received a random apparently politically correct in essence “those words aren’t allowed here.” Continue reading