The Madness of Spring

Today was a day of creativeness and dreams so here we have another banner inspired from Spring.Blooming CreationFinal Edit

As this is the year where “We Are Free” we are cracking through boundaries and fears and blossoming into our Authentic selves.

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Madness Family HeadQuarters

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Hey readers and Madness Family, long time no talk.

Today I’ve come to tell you about the Madness Family Headquarters aka my office space.

I’ve been binge watching Mr. Kate and a few of LaurDIY YouTube videos and I am psyched to decorate my apartment but the most important place is the office space.

A place where I can easily reach my Creativity Forest and can store things.  Also, I want room to grow because I have a lot of projects I want organized.

We have one whole wall and floor space to decorate and give it a Madness touch so this means Pinterest

I’m debating on replacing my desk if I do this is what I would desire:

If I can have this built this I would and have room I would try to make it smaller

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And on this picture the first and last desk:desk2

I’m looking for a lot of compartments and space long ways and this as an office chairchair

But in Royal Blue.

Now since this will be a creative space the artwork will be the most important

Since this blog is inspired by Alice in Wonderland and fantasy I want some of those pieces:

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I would love to find one that represents Muse and Viktor and then our spirit animals.

The headquarters will be an ongoing process that I plan to update you every once in a while something new occurs until then keep track with my Pinterest board dedicated to this

or this board:

 

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Her Heart…The Musings of a New Year

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Talk to me

Talk to me

Speak!

I’m finally listening.

I’ve heard your truths and believed in their lies,

But now I am here.

Awaiting.

We both know the goal in mind

So by the powers vested by You

I ask for guidance.

Feel for me,

Wrap your arms around me.

I’ve now become the caretaker of my soul

And the body that provides an anchor to this Earth below.

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Fated Paranoia

This was one of the writing prompts started in 2016 and never finished and since I’m clearing my drafts, I decided to finish this and post it.  Enjoy the first writing of 2017.


“It’s okay,” he said, wrapping his arms around her as she shook with terror.

“It’s over now.”

“No, it’s not,” She whispered back, her grey eyes wide and her lithe body shook.

“It hasn’t even begun.”

My breathing stuttered and I waited for Lennox’s one-liner to come to fruit at this very moment like it did in the movies.  My alpha captured my eyes and his darted to the left signaling me.

I searched the dark room of the motel waiting for something to come crashing from the shadows and the battle of which she spoke of would begin, but minutes turned to hours and nothing. I still couldn’t shake away my tense shoulders.  My ears remained alert to the sounds outside and the pack bonds.

Of course, miss premonition fell into a fitful sleep.  Lennox dreamt while I lay awake pushing through desires to throttle her.

I had had enough.

“Don’t Grey,” Salem, my alpha, warned before I lunged out of the chair.  His eyes glowed with fire through the dark room.

Warning heeded, I cursed and smashed the shot glass on the end table.  I didn’t wince as the whiskey and glass cut into hands.  My hands were already numb, bloody, and swollen from the battle that I thought would end all battles.

I cut my eyes to the seer that slept like a corpse.  Apparently not.  I was getting real tired of fucking fighting.

“Go, send someone else to keep watch, and get some sleep.” Salem commanded.

I growled, shot out the chair, and out the door.  The blinding morning sun angered me more and added to a migraine I carried for days now.

“Mynor you’re needed.” I leveled my voice, showing no outward sign of anger.  It was not their fault.

Mynor rose from the pack of werewolves situated just outside of the motel room.  They waited around our bevy of cars awaiting their next moves.  All bloody and I’m sure with something broken.

Their appearance weighed heavy on me.

He opened his mouth to speak but at my raised brow he shut it.  I rolled my shoulders back and took many deep breaths during the walk to my motel room.

I didn’t want to hurt Lennox, not really, I could never touch her.  I was just so gotdamn pissed and frustrated at the unknown.

I felt someone trailing behind me and once I got into my room I whirled on her.  Penn.

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Hear ye

Hear ye

It’s your Scribe speaking.

Come gather round my little madness love bug family.

2017 is upon us and we have much to do.

Much left from 2016 that needs to be free,

Your stories,

Your lives,

Your hearts that yearned to be liberated

and that is a gift I will promise to give to you.

So my dear readers,

let’s burn down 2016 so that we can begin the revival of the Madness family.

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