Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Rainbows

I guess I just see it everywhere. Light broken up and shattered into brilliance. I see it in everything and everyone. I get so very hurt when others can't see it. When one wants to deny another their simple human rights. I've lost friends because I won't agree that some humans are lesser humans, that some rights aren't as important. It's not in my nature to think like that. To deny or to hurt. And here I live in Kansas. 




I've decided to move on and stay in the positive. I'm so glad that I'm a writer. It's nice to work hard on something and not worry about real life stuff going on. Sent out a finished round of edits to my editor and have started working on something else that needs attention.

I think my next post will be about The Time Seekers--which looks to come out sometime this year. Can't wait to see what the cover will be! And then . . . it's back to work on the third book. I have about 100 pages so far. Really gotta get on that. I never knew I'd have this much writing to do. 

And . . . it's going to snow again. Let's all just give a huge groan over that little fact. ARRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!! Snow? Sheesh. Say it ain't so. Really. Say it. 

Have a good one. Thanks for stopping by!

6 comments:

  1. Third book, Wow, that is wonderful, Amy.

    I also like to look for rainbows and don't understand the ugly side of people. However, with all this snow and cold, I am feeling a large weight on my body and soul.

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    1. I know what you mean, this winter has got to go! It really is the worst time of the year. At least in the summer you can jump in a pool, and life is so much less confining. Winter is like a big frostbitten arm squeezing you tight until you can barely breathe.

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  2. I'm with Arlene. We'r having a mini blizzard today. Sometimes it's mini, sometimes it's blizzard. Really old.

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    1. All blizzards must go!!! Said all of us to no avail : ) Come on, spring . . .

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  3. All wavelengths compose a spectrum; just takes a while for some people to see it. I like your photos!

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