Happy Halloween!

May your Halloween be rip-roaringly sexy and your baskets filled with goodies!

Wicked Wednesday...

Mmmm...everyone should be this wicked at least once in their life!

Friday Fun ~ A Bewitching Blog Hop

This years Haunting Blog Hop at www.justromance.com is going on now!  I've join in the fun with my group blog, Shapeshifter Seductions, home to the Peakites.  If you've never stopped by, Talbot's Peak is filled with wild, wooly and wolfy characters who live to find trouble.  Below is the beginning of my scene...

“Reinforced steel pipes, heavy duty rubber tubing, a gross of nuts, bolts, S-hooks and a short Red Riding Hood costume with crotchless panties.”  Glenn set down the scanner and looked up at an impatient Nick and his blushing brother Mooney.  “Ah Nick, does Ziva know about all of this stuff?”
 
Are you intrigued?  If so swing on by, today through Sunday, and get Bewitched.  :)

Monday Muse...

Sia ran.  Yards of unblemished silk and tulle weighed her down, impeding her escape.  The checkerboard walk and walls of hedge extended to never ending.  Birds laughed at her panic.  She wasn't ready for the gathering family, the priest or the vows.  The white death had arrived, in search of its unloved minion.

Sia ran faster.  He would have to catch her first...

Fabulous Friday Foto...

 

Rothstein, Arthur, 1915-1985, photographer.

Farmer and sons walking in the face of a dust storm. Cimarron County, Oklahoma

1936 Apr.

Photo from Library of Congress

~~Such an incredible picture of life during a dust storm. Desolate and barren, yet lives went on, people forged ahead...facing such adversity.  Amazing.~ 

Wicked Wednesday

Oh yeah, deliciously wicked...outdoors, on an alter and covered in white.  So many ways to start a flash with this picture...

Untried and accepting, the blond beauty had no idea what level of evil was on its way to claim her.

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A Day in the Life of Serena 
 
Song of the Day:  Tight by INXS

Currently Reading:  Dark Storm by Christine Feehan

Currently Writing:  Blogs mostly  Editing:  The Submission
 
Quote of the Day: 
Reading one book is like eating one potato chip.

Diane Duane

Famous Foto Friday...

 

“Migrant Mother,” by Dorothea Lange, is the most famous photo in the Library of Congress. This 1936 portrait of Florence Thompson and her children symbolizes both economic hardship and the strength to survive. The Library is honored to preserve Lange's original camera negative and makes the digitized photo freely available.

"Migrant Mother" is part of a landmark photo documentary project based in the U.S. Resettlement Administration, the Farm Security Administration (FSA), and later the Office of War Information (OWI). The most active years were 1935-1943, and the entire collection was transferred to us in 1944.  

~~Library of Congress photo site~~

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Dream career number two...photographer.

I write to express the pictures in my head, but an actual photograph can say so much.  At first glance, the picture above screams so many emotions...many of which have not changed much over the years.  As a mother, I too fret over the what if in life and how they will affect my child.  Can I keep her safe, fed, healthy, happy...alive.

There's a starkness to the picture above, and there is incredible beauty...

I would love to be able to catch those moments with my camera.

A Day in the Life of Serena 
 
Song of the Day:  Palomino by Duran Duran

Currently Reading:  Hot Six by Janet Evanovich

Currently Writing:  Whatever the muse wants!  Editing:  The Submission
 
Quote of the Day: 
He was mastered by the sheer surging of life, the tidal wave of being, the perfect joy of each separate muscle, joint, and sinew in that it was everything that was not death, that it was aglow and rampant, expressing itself in movement, flying exultantly under the stars.


Jack London
It's Banned Books Week! To celebrate the right to read, we're quoting literature that was banned or challenged at some point in history. ~Goodreads

Monday Muse...

She wasn't late, she didn't imbibe with talking caterpillars...she stayed away from rabbit holes and her name was certainly not Alice.   Yet here she stood, twice the size of that silly door which was surrounded by purple foliage.  Purple! 


And nothing around her marked 'Drink Me'.

She'd love to blame Bubba for this mishap, but no way was his fourteen year old brain capable of a prank this sophisticated.   Unfortunately...it seemed so real. 

The black and white butterflies flit by her face, sporting suits and ties each carrying cellphones with arms, legs and no head.  They dialed themselves and held tight to the owners ears.  

Maybe this was just a really vivid dream and she would wake up soon.  Very, very soon.

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Could this be the start of a YA novel?  I know Darling Diva hopes so.  :)