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| Anyone, I've been given the permission from the highest levels of the MI5. I am one of their prey. They were asked to kidnap me. Then they put me in a place where they could experiment with my mind. I was 12 at the time. I lived in an ordinary home in Lancashire. These MI5 agents decided (upon orders from the most high of all highs) to remove my early memories until the age of twelve. Then having done so, they replaced these memories with me as a little child who seemingly was born in the tropical country of the Philippines. They added a lot of little bits and bobs of experiences but I didn't feel as though I was any part of this 'new' me. I wasn't able to struggle to keep my mind sane or safe. I was in the hands of bastards. They decided that they were going to be sadistic and make me believe that I had Filipino parents. Who were hired by the most high of all highs in England, to make me think that they were my parents. The life I had with them progressed to when we immigrated to the USA. All this time I felt as though I were someone who wasn't belonging to anyone. I had few friends. I was more at home with what I liked to do. Read, and write sometimes, and talk to God. Now it's true. It's a true story. MI5 does this sort of thing to get anyone they can't keep in the English empire and there are many of these poor English-born people who look like anyone but an Englishman or Englishwoman. Many of these are possibly the illegitimate children of the nobility of England. I'm a nobleman's child. His name is Philip of Edinburgh. My natural mother is Dame Maggie Smith. |
| I've had a stressful afternoon. I had to go out with my stepfather, who's 91, with my two dogs. My dogs have a way of stressing me out. My puppy wants to see everything. Getting him under control takes a bit of work. I had to get some cash from the ATM to give my stepfather so he can buy some stuff. We're low on vegetable oil, and coffee. And other food items that we need to be able to have a nutritious (enough) meal each day. We've had to skip one meal a day just to keep our food from running low too soon before we have any more social security funds to get into our checking accounts. It's like that. But I've had to try to sacrifice, make it so it isn't such a hardship. We are having a hardship but God is good still and he has kept us from getting to worse straits. I'm hoping some of those who know my work (books published and MERRYAGNESKNITS and MEREDITH'S HANDMADE KNITS will look at them online so they could see what they might wish to buy. A life of this type can be a trial if you're only into the first three or four years of creative writing. I'm hoping that because God wants me to keep writing that there will be a way for people to buy my books so that they won't feel as though they're going to be penalized for this act. i hope that tomorrow will come along and there won't be much of a brouhahah about me and how I'm somehow clinging to life. i do have life still, and I'm working on more knit projects. I've not been writing a lot. I figure I've several novels and non-fiction works that people are going to want to look at. Did you also know that I write Erotica? A few people sniff their noses at that genre but it's really not something to turn your nose up. Many romance novels are so bereft of love scenes they could actually want to see what my love scenes have that they could try to imitate. My pseudonym for the Erotica include Genera Patrick and Alexandra Portnoy. Go look at them and see whether they resonate with your desire for a hot and juicy sex scene! My Muse and I had fun making these books! Until the next time, Mary |