Category Archives: Muse Sings

Breaking Monotony

Memory Monday Breaking Monotony Back in high school, my junior year (I think) I sat through a common sort of boredom:  Reading an uninteresting play with assigned read-aloud parts.  We took our turns in the silent agreement of force, reading … Continue reading

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Dream of Two Butterflies

In my dream, I climbed into the back seat when I saw movement.  Two newly emerging monarch butterflies from cocoons nestled around the edges of the back window.  I remember nearly forgetting about the monarch caterpillar my son and I … Continue reading

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Silent Rain 11: Ren

Silent Rain Silent Rain Episode 11:  Ren By the time Lesara finished wading through tasks and arrangements needing her attention, she found the human boy already washed and dressed in a robe large enough it served as a blanket.  He … Continue reading

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Sticks, Stones, Broken Bones, and Words You Can’t Take Back

The screaming matches between my sister and I were infamous with cousins that ever paid witness.  When she was old enough, she was in charge and babysat my brother and I often while our mother worked. She wasn’t my mother, … Continue reading

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Around the Harry Potter World

  In the Harry Potter series, JK Rowling created a fantastic wizarding world many around the world (myself included) enjoy.  We even read (and/or watched) sample tastes of the wizarding world in France and Norway/Sweden (with students from as far … Continue reading

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Being Odd Never Bothered Me Anyway

I stop still when my father grabs my hair.  His grip is gentle, but I’m afraid of pulling anyway.  My scalp always was sensitive.  “What are you doing?” “French braiding your hair.”  I can feel him moving my hair in … Continue reading

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Playing With Fire

Just stopping by the old blog for an update sharing the Christmas digital art I made for my son. After the Hilltop Vista model edit art I completed (shared in the post before this), my son really wanted a drawing … Continue reading

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