Monday Muse...

“One more…” Bella-Marie bent forward ever so slightly, willing the black spots to cease. The atmosphere in this strange land was not like that of her home, here the pollution ran rampant. Trees cried out for nourishment; soil, dry and spent, surrounded her like a cloud of death. Rivers which should gurgle instead drove heavily into the rocks, trying to clean themselves. The empathetic impact of each part of nature hit her hard. She prayed for the burst of energy needed to scale the stairs to her love—before he said ‘I do’. 

Oh yay!  My muse has returned.  The past month and a half she's been buried under a difficult move and had decided to take her own private siesta...lucky bugger.  She returned when the hardest part of my move was done.  Now I just have to unpack!     

A Day in the Life of Serena 
 
Song of the Day:  One Night in Bangkok by Murray Head.  I sure dig this song, but I must have heard it on a commercial or TV show lately and it was stuck in my head.  Thus, I did a little download this morning!  :D

Currently Reading:  The Vortex by Cherry Adair

Currently Writing:  Whatever the muse wants!  Editing:  The Submission
 
Quote of the Day:  It isn't by getting out of the world that we become enlightened, but by getting into the world…by getting so tuned in that we can ride the waves of our existence and never get tossed because we become the waves.
Ken Kesey

The author of One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest was born on this day in 1935.