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![]() ![]() Shi Blogs Too: from out of the mountains where I live. I will now be keeping a journal. This is something new for me. I have no idea what I am doing, just that I am diving in. This should be an interesting journey for me. Mainly because I consider myself to be a semi-private person. I live with my fiance and our two kitties, in what I have come to recognize as a small community in a somewhat remote area. Retirement has it's own life style and livelihood. Far away from the norm. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() If you want to find out more about me...read my Author Bio ~
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| 212. An Example | ID #612825 |
| Posted: 10-14-2008 @ 3:01 pm EDT | |
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Here is an example of the comments I receive on The Legend Of The Phantom Of The Hallows (of course I won't say who it was from) ~ |
| 211. Editing | ID #612718 |
| Posted: 10-13-2008 @ 10:18 pm EDT Edited: 10-13-2008 @ 10:43 pm EDT | |
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Wow, you wouldn't believe the editing that I have done on my Halloween short! It seems that in everyone of the reviews I've gotten here they all mention how much they are intrigued by my story , or how much they loved it. |
| 210. The Legend Of The Phantom Of The Hallows | ID #612348 |
| Posted: 10-11-2008 @ 1:53 pm EDT Edited: 10-13-2008 @ 10:19 pm EDT | |
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After reading my poem "The Phantom Of The Hallows" a reviewer asked me who the Phantom Of The Hollows was. He said he never met such a creature. So I decided to create a story explaining who the phantom really was. The Legend Of The Phantom Of The Hallows As dark clouds were forming overhead, outside of East Ayrshire, Scotland there was going to be a Shinicle. At Shinny Hill a bonfire was lit to signal a hanging on Halloween. It was medieval times, and crimes were punishable through death by hanging; at the gallows on the hill near a castle. This time it was different. They were going to hang an innocent man. The curious onlookers came from all around to climb the hill where the fire raged. The fire also drew the man's friends, Jamie and Nathan, a pair of rough reckless lads who had betrayed him and falsely accused him out of their own greed for land. They had shared with him a Barony; an area of land from the King of Scotland. Both loved to drink and their follies caused them to go on rampages and rape the women who lived on the properties. When the council got news of these rapes, the men turned on their friend Jack, and convinced the royal court it was he the Baron, or tenant in chief, as he was called; who committed the crimes against the King. Both men proclaiming: "Spare us, it is Jack's duty to hold power over his clansmen, he is the legal head of the barony!" they shouted out at the council. The court deemed Jack's guilt and announced his "doom" as the sentence was called. He was granted his one last wish to be able to sit upon his Herial Horse, which was the best horse his barony possessed. As he was being led from the courtroom, his glazed eyes met with those of his shameless accusers, and he retorted in bitter anguish; which made their blood run cold: "I curse you, Jamie and Nathan!" Your souls will never rest and you will never be rid of me. My soul will be free to wander the earth as a mortal until the dawn after All Saint's Day. I warn you both: I will come for you someday." The thunder rolled in the distance and it began raining in torrents. The innocent man was being led to the gallows upon the back of a monstrous black steed. The noose was placed around his neck. Just then a deafening crack was heard, the nostrils of the great beast flared in fright as he reared back, then bolted, snapping the noose from the hangman's rope. Lightening streaked across the hilltop as the black beast and his slumped rider galloped off into the shadows of the night; never to be seen nor heard of again for centuries. A stream of sightings began in the early 1800's and never ceased. In the graveyards or kirkyairds as they are called in Scotland two figures clad in robed disguise were said to have been seen running through the cemetery grounds; weeping and moaning. Upon being approached they would simply disappear before one's eyes! On one dank, chilly evening a horse and rider stopped near the entrance of Old Dalnellington Cemetery and the rider asked a passerby if they knew where a certain lad was buried. "Try the crypt over there" he was told. Then he and his horse vanished into the mist. It's especially spooky on Halloween night. Beware, if you go near the narrow pathway winding down to the crypt. You will hear the shrieking coming from inside the walls! ![]() |
| 209. The Phantom Of The Hallows | ID #611977 |
| Posted: 10-9-2008 @ 1:14 pm EDT Edited: 10-9-2008 @ 1:15 pm EDT | |
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I wrote a Halloween poem yesterday ~ ![]() The Phantom Of The Hallows Arrogance rides a black horse On a dark scary night in the fall A Demon, who sets his course Searching for corrupted souls of all Those who sent him to the gallows Try to escape the masked crusader ~ The Phantom of the Hallows ~ The feared graveyard invader 'Twas greed they were seeking That caused them to be disloyal Now masqueraded they run shrieking Unable to hide their betrayal But the Phantom of the Hallows Wants vengeance for injustice So every Halloween he follows Those wearing costumes with malice If on the eve before All Saint's Day You hear loud clop, clop, clopping As you creep past the cemetery It's just the Phantom's horse galloping Don't be afraid he's not after you It's only those souls of the dead That he's so desperately set to pursue Aye! Just run for your life instead! |
| 208. Halloween Sigs are in my auction! | ID #611822 |
| Posted: 10-8-2008 @ 3:25 pm EDT Edited: 10-8-2008 @ 3:29 pm EDT | |
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Just a note to let you all know that Halloween Sigs are up for bid in my auction here -
My auction is a slow go this round...but there are some really nice signatures in there. This Round goes until the 15th October then closes for dispersing. If you haven't checked it out already pop in and take a look around. ![]() |
| 207. Blogging again. | ID #611391 |
| Posted: 10-6-2008 @ 5:17 pm EDT Edited: 10-6-2008 @ 10:13 pm EDT | |
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I guess it's time to get back to blogging again! I keep getting these reminders in my email. ![]() |
| 206. Going to visit my kids. | ID #610175 |
| Posted: 9-30-2008 @ 3:11 pm EDT | |
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I leave tomorrow morning to catch the 12:55 ferry out of Edmonds to Kingston to go and visit my kids and grandkids for two days! I have not been down to Port Orchard since May...so I am overdue with this visit. It takes almost two hours to drive down to the ferry landing at Edmonds...depending on the traffic. The ferry crosses the Puget Sound waters in about twenty minutes. Then it takes around forty five minutes to drive from Kingston to Port Orchard. It is not a trip one would want to make all in one day...thus the planned overnight visits. |
| 205. Auction is open! | ID #610041 |
| Posted: 9-29-2008 @ 5:13 pm EDT Edited: 9-29-2008 @ 5:16 pm EDT | |
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Just a little entry to let you know that my auction is open again. There are many Halloween Signatures to choose from too!
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| 204. New Poem | ID #609931 |
| Posted: 9-29-2008 @ 3:30 am EDT Edited: 9-29-2008 @ 1:17 pm EDT | |
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I wrote a new poem yesterday: These Golden Years ** #1478381 Not An Image ** Weather reflects the changing season Fall is arriving, summer's leaving. I'm left knowing the real reason My mood swings feel like I am grieving. I've seen it happen before this swing Like saying goodbye to an old friend. Holding fast to each other they cling Neither of them ready to transcend. Then my birthday falls in November Perhaps the thought of turning older Cause to pause, reflect, and remember Long winter days that make me colder. Fall is everywhere near it appears Beneath a mountain I'm watching its Russet hues of sunset, color years, Leaving behind warmth that youth permits. |
| 203. Chess | ID #609325 |
| Posted: 9-25-2008 @ 8:53 pm EDT | |
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I think that Chess is the most challenging game that I have ever played. |
| 202. We went to see the girls | ID #608926 |
| Posted: 9-23-2008 @ 6:48 pm EDT | |
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We rode the Vulcan one day last week to go see the twins and baby Analynn. They have grown some and Analynn is so pretty like her sisters. They weren't feeling all that great though. The twins were getting over the 'crud' as Mommy called it and the baby had an ear infection. She managed a smile or two while we were there, however. |
| 201. My eye is fine! | ID #607921 |
| Posted: 9-19-2008 @ 2:40 pm EDT | |
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I got a good report from my eye doctor on Wednesday.The floater is still there of course but she told me that my eye is fine. So I am breathing easier now. |
| 200. Two for today! | ID #607125 |
| Posted: 9-14-2008 @ 3:56 pm EDT Edited: 9-14-2008 @ 3:57 pm EDT | |
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I just thought I would throw in this entry also. My Granddaughter had it on her MySpace and I thought it was pretty cute. It's an updated version from the one I read last. |
| 199. Summer is extending. | ID #607112 |
| Posted: 9-14-2008 @ 1:31 pm EDT | |
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What usually comes with September weather here is cooler days and rain. That hasn't happened this year. We had the cooler temperatures and all the rainy days in August instead! |
| 198. My eye report | ID #606235 |
| Posted: 9-9-2008 @ 1:28 pm EDT | |
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I'm trying to catch up on my emails and my Auction here. My eye report was good. There was no tear of the retina. |
| 197. Off to the Eye dr. | ID #605166 |
| Posted: 9-3-2008 @ 12:52 pm EDT | |
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Well, today I am going to see an ophthalmologist for my right eye. Hopefully he will give me the good news that I don't have a tear in the retina. I'm a bit nervous about the whole thing. I think I'm afraid he will say "stay off your computer!" I can't bear the thought of no WDC for any length of time! |
| 196. Eye Strain | ID #604847 |
| Posted: 9-1-2008 @ 2:44 pm EDT Edited: 9-1-2008 @ 2:47 pm EDT | |
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Today is Labor Day, but I'm not going to do a whole lot of laboring today for sure! |
| 195. Edited my poem for meter. | ID #604225 |
| Posted: 8-28-2008 @ 2:41 pm EDT Edited: 8-28-2008 @ 3:01 pm EDT | |
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Yesterday I spent some time editing my newly written poem. I asked mcgupta for his help in getting the meter right. He was very helpful and gave me more than one review and a re-rating after editing. I was determined to make the poem the best it could be for the contest. Every morn' when I awake I see your smiling bring Happiness, make no mistake The reason why I sing. Days fill up with love so pure, You are my everything. Long nights no longer endure, Sing my nightingale sing. Grateful for your tender touch, To your heart I will cling. Because you've given so much, You're the reason I sing. Spend with you, my golden years Together love takes wing. Heavenly ring in our ears. You're the reason I sing. This was written for the contest INSPIRATIONS a prompt based contest - following the prompt - reason why I sing. rhyme and syllable pattern- abab, 7676 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am trying to catch up on some of my blog reading around the site. In doing so I ran across this little survey -
I found it interesting and took the time to fill it out. Lately I have not been taking the time to read and leave comments on the blogs I normally visit. I have been so wrapped up in mentoring and corresponding on here with ~Windsong~ She mentions her appreciation for all in her blog. I am very excited for her |
| 194. The Reason Why I Sing | ID #604064 |
| Posted: 8-27-2008 @ 5:47 pm EDT | |
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I wrote this inspirational poem today for a contest. The Reason Why I Sing Every morning when I awake I see your smile bring Happiness to me make no mistake You're the reason why I sing My days fill up with love so pure You are my everything Lonely nights I no longer endure Listening to my nightingale sing Forever grateful for your touch Unto your heart I'll always cling Because you've given me so much You're the reason why I sing Content I'll spend my golden years And watch our love take wing Celestial bliss ringing in our ears You're the reason why I sing. |
| 193. The Mystery Caller. | ID #603865 |
| Posted: 8-26-2008 @ 3:19 pm EDT | |
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The phone rang at 6:00 A.M. this morning. I crawled out of bed half awake to answer it. It went to the answering machine but nobody left a message. I turned the volume down and while I was doing that it rang again. I picked up. It sounded like my son Patrick, so I said |