The Wish Me Good Luck Weekend Share #63

This is a fun way to reach readers outside our norm. Give it a shot what does it hurt? And it is fun…..more to read…..

Its good to be crazy Sometimes

With my PIP on Monday, I have been really distracted this week, I have tried to keep up with my blogging, but I made the decision to concentrate on my anxiety. However I could use all of your good luck and wishes. So with that in mind, lets get this weekend share started to distract me this weekend.

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If you have never done this before, give it a go, you lose maybe 30 seconds of your life adding a link and you never know who might see it, I will, my mum probably will, so its well worth it.

As everything is life there are rules, if you are new or just need reminding here they are

Rules are very simple,

  1. You can share up to five links
  2. They can be a post, your blog, someone elses post or blog
  3. You can comment on here from now till 11.30pm on…

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Life After Brain Surgeries

This woman is phenomenal and I am proud to call her a best friend. She has gone through a lot but has persevered and is slowly getting well. However she often does not allow others to see her pain or tears because she fears it makes her look weak. This is her open and honest tale of brain surgery.

Kristen Ruchalski, Writer

Yes, you read that right. Surgeries. My one planned brain surgery turned into 2 brain surgeries, several procedures, and 3 hospitalizations. I never planned on this.

I realized, after chats with my bestie, that people only see what I allow them to see. I post on social media with updates and I always seem so positive and upbeat. What people don’t see are my breakdowns.

I breakdown at least 3 times a day. Sometimes more. Songs that used to give me strength now make me weak. Things, simple things, I can no longer do make me feel depressed. I realize my body needs time to heal. Twice as much, if not three times as much as I planned. And that’s frustrating.

From time to time I discuss my pain, but more often than not, I’m reporting my pain free days. I don’t discuss my nights without sleep due to pain…

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Help Required

Anyone might be able to help?

Fractured Faith Blog

Now that the manuscript for ‘The Kirkwood Scott Chronicles – Skelly’s Square’ is with my editor, you would think I could slow down and take a break. Er….no. I’ve decided to give the traditional publishing route a shot and see what all those lovely literary agents think of my work. In order to do that, I have to submit query letters, a book synopsis, stuff like that. Does this madness never end?

I need YOUR help, good people of WordPress. So, pay attention please.

Do you know any reputable literary agents currently accepting submissions for Urban Fantasy novels?

If you don’t, I’d be grateful if you could reblog this to your community as maybe someone out there might be able to help.

Thank you in advance

Stephen

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The Poetry Bar – GUEST POSTS WANTED!

What an amazing idea.

Luna

Guys, I reached a new milestone yesterday – I have 1,000 followers on my blog and for that I say THANK YOU SO MUCH! Lately I’ve been struggling in life and I wrote a bit about it here on the blog and all of you were so supportive and full of love and positive comments and this is what I love about this platform.

Whenever I talk about my blog and the people I interact with here I always refer to it as a community because for me it is a community. It’s amazing to just think there are people all over the world coming together here, writing, sharing their thoughts, experiences and supporting each other.

In order to show how thankful I am for everything this community has done for me I decided to do a little project if you are all on board with it. My little project…

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Finish the Story — Gusty Gulch

This is part 3 & 4 of Finish the Story of Gusty Gulch. I hope you enjoy the read.

This, That, and The Other

0EB9A284-5864-4A80-B1D1-9545AA8D8CFFTeresa came up with another Finish the Story prompt. She handed it over to Jay-Lyn, who then tossed it to Rory, who then threw it at me. So here goes, starting at the beginning.

Here’s how Teresa – The Haunted Wordsmith got things started:

Gusty Gulch was named, well, because it was in a gulch and it was always windy. You can’t go up there and expect to have a good hair day – ever. Every day would start out the same, with a light southern breeze, then pick up by lunch, and by dinner the winds would howl through what few trees there were. Most of the town’s trees blew away during the storm of ’18.

Lizzy sat at the window and watched as the evening wind brought life into her quiet street. First there were a few birds that decided it would be best to cling to the…

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International Talk Like a Pirate Day Recruitment Drive!

International Speak like a Pirate Day is today. And our Captain has put out a plea for more crew. We need to have a fair sized one ready to go at this time tomorrow. As much as I want to be the Pirate Queen I am not so great at speaking like a pirate. 🙂

A Guy Called Bloke and K9 Doodlepip!

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All right me hearties, round up, round up and listen t’ what l have t’ say ’tis international Talk Like a Corsair day be ye ready fer high seas and fun?      

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Blogskull Island in th’ briny deep o’ Wordeepressia were bein’ inhabited by a rowdy bunch o’ buccaneers ye could e’er surely imagine – actually that be bein’ overly polite – this lot were marauders, raiders, freebooters and sea robbers – th’ toughest meanest nastiest evilest roughest band o’ ready t’ sprin’ into action scallywags ye would e’er ne’er – NEVER wish t’ meet in th’ darkened corners o’ th’ galley aft a skinful – they were known as th’ Snagglers Smugglin’ Sneaksies! I be knowin’ it’s a mouthful, but when NOT makin’ ye walk th’ plank laden down with cannon balls fer fun, they would smear ye in lard and weigh anchor ye fer…

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Poem About Depression

So very well put. Made my heart ache as I was there at the beginning of the year and the emotions and feelings can still be a little raw.

Mental Health Advocate

They say it gets better with time

But I’ve been here for 18 years

They say just suck it up

But they dont know theres nothing left to pick up

They say it’s just a phase,

But I tell them im not the mother fucking moon.

They say I’ll heal,

But I’m not a cut bleeding from the skin,

I’m a heart shattered

A mind clattered

Force stopping and battered

They say just pushforward

But its hard when there’s a train pulling you backwards.

A time machine making you revisit the past

The past you tried so hard to burry

The past you threw into the ocean with a brick,

But that brick turned into a balloon

And floated right back into my life.

They say that i’m making it up

Even though their words hit me like a truck

They don’t know the pain i feel

The pain i…

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