Boob Flappage, Sheeky and Little Something, something!

So, My week has been beyond insane. Got an offer to have my poetry published but it comes with a sneaky caveat-one I'm not sure I want to take up. Plus I don't have a literary agent yet and if I sign contracts with the US publishers I could be stopping myself from being represented and published by a company in the UK. I have a lot of tough decisions to make and it has been total mayhem in my house of drama this week. I won't got into any boring detail about what has transpired-but let's just say it is really hard to love a certain sibling of mine when that sibling is behaving in a manner that makes me feel sad for them. I wish they could just take a step back and realize their behaviour is not only self-destructive but completely unhelpful. I'm trying really hard to not dislike them but they are not making my job any easier. I will only ever say this once-I love you brother of mine-but I really don't like you at all right now. You need to grow up and behave like a human being and then approach me, I am sick and tired of being accused and put down through e-mails-be a man-grow a set and F***ing use them. Otherwise this you and me-we're done.

So moving on from the poisonous influence my brother has over me at times, I am actually smiling a genuine behind the eyes smile. This is somewhat rare for me, I smile a lot but rarely does my whole body fall in sync and respond in kind. This week I have let go of a lot of ideals I had, sometimes the people you look up to fall very short and you find yourself becoming despondent due to it. I hate that my writing has been on suspension due to this, I can usually write no matter what kind of mood I am in, but I have been emotionally Fooked over this week and alas my muse left me wanting.

I made up one new phrase and one new word this week. Sheeky was a typo that now means having attitude and pulling it off in a sexy and empowering way.

Boob Flappage is for all those women out there who feel less than they should, stand tall and proud-do not be afraid to let others see you as you are. It doesn't mean you have a top with a flap in it that allows your boobs to be seen-although I can see how you would interrupt it that way-Alas it is not to be bourne!

I have spent a good proportion of the week getting to know a new friend Kate, she amazes me in some many ways, her strength, her kindness and her insane sense of humour. Kate I meant every word of that poem I wrote for you-and I'm really glad you loved it. You deserve all the wonderful things that life has to offer you and Congrats Again by the way. You are truly a force to be reckoned with, hope all is well in your world.

Sheena, I know you have had a crazy week at work and having just read your blogs-WRITE A NOVEL!!!!!! I'm gonna bug you about this endlessly-as I feel it would be a tragedy for the literary world to miss out on you-and frankly if I can get published than you really shouldn't have any problems either-seeing as your work is mind blowingly good!!! Smile S, for this is but the start of your journey and I friend will be with you every step of the way!

Well everyone, peace be with you. Prayers go out to MJ and his family at this sad time. Am gonna miss his music genius, it is truly a great loss that will be felt for years to come!

Sleep tight everyone,

Cleetus sends his best and also gives the Pirate Captain the finger-naughty Cleets-have got to keep a tighter rein on that crazy kitten.

The Adventures of Cleetus & His Bitch

So here it is a little taster of something new I have been working on. There is lots more to come-but for now this is a little teaser to wet your appetite.

He carefully disentangled himself from the covers that were neatly placed over his prostrate form at some point in the night and stood up. The room began to swirl and dance in front of his eyes and he swayed on his feet. He placed his left hand on the arm of the sofa for support and used his right hand to rub the sleep from his face.

Allegra turned around and laughed at the sight before her eyes, he looked worse than he had the night before, they had been up late writing and Cleetus had been on fine form-well that was until he got the whiskey out and began taking large gulps straight from the bottle. His inspiration had gotten progressively muddled as the night wore on, and he had began to slur his words. At some stage he became incoherent and had fallen to the floor clutching the bottle tightly to his chest, proclaiming loudly that he was the last man laying down and he was damn proud of it too!.

Thursdays & Little Sleep

The sun is shining and I find myself staring out a window, should I go sit outside with my laptop and write? Or should I take a nap and get some much needed sleep after the marathon session of scanning and looking through photos. Hmmmmm I'll opt for the first one, and hope that I don't fall asleep in the sun-that would be bad. That has happened to me a lot-well maybe not a lot- a lot but enough times that I really should be more careful. I blame the weather, the barking dog next door and even the sheep across the way-who drive me mad with their baaing all day and all night long. How on earth do farmers cope with that constant cacophony of sound in the background. I nearly lost the will to live several times-and that was just in the space of five minutes, Lord knows what a lifetime of listening to that would do to me. I fear it would be an unpleasant outcome for all.

Right time to sit and compose my masterpiece, the raw sound of a voice not tempered by standard or convention but left to roam free like a mustang-those animals will never be truly tamed, there is an ethereal other worldly feeling about them, the raw power just pulsing beneath the surface, and then like a flash they are streaking across the ground in front of you. Sinews straining, necks reaching, nostrils flaring, hoofs thundering as they charge the field and it is just a raw display of power in its most primal and pure form. I love it, I am inspired by it, there is such a beautiful simplicity in it.

That's all for now, so take a wander around your neighbourhood and really drink it in, revel in it, find something quirky and put it away for a rainy day when you feel a bit slow or sluggish. I have numerous pick me ups stowed away in a raincoat with deep pockets that I ferret about in on a daily basis-so take heart and take notice, the next smile or laugh is merely a memory away.

T