Today’s Mantra – I will NOT go crazy.

Today is one of those Monday’s where there aren’t enough hours in the day for thinking, let alone work, chores and kids.

For example – every time I sit down at my desk to ‘work’ my daughter yells at me from her computer, ‘Mom, you have to come see this!’ My son won’t do anything that requires clean hands, and seems to think that three layers of dirt on each finger is not sufficient enough. One of the dogs decided to be clever and managed to open the fish good container. I found the container (partially chewed) and the lid (decorated with teeth marks). Where all those fish flakes went – only tomorrow will tell, when all three dogs have had a chance to poo. Lovely.

I keep repeating in my mind today:

I will not go crazy.

I will not go crazy.

I will not go crazy.

I will not go crazy.

It seems to be working so far. But I’ve not finished with laundry yet, and I’d be willing to bet there’s at least one load of clean clothes the kids managed to stuff back into the dirty hamper because they were too lazy to put them away. Or ANOTHER pair of chewed up pants, socks or underwear that the puppy thought needed extra holes for ventilation.

And if my daughter loses her Social Studies workbook one more time this week, I might start slamming my head against the wall. To the beat of this…

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The Bitten

A new collaborative book is coming out soon called The Bitten. All proceeds are going to my writing friend, Brandon Hale, who was recently diagnosed with cancer. He’s a trooper and though he’s won some tough battles already, the war is just starting. Brandon writes about vampires, so a group of us decided to throw together an anthology in his name – vampire and werewolf themed. I do hope you grab a copy when it is released. Not just because Brandon has cancer, or because I have a short in the anthology, but because the entire collection is awesomesauce. Below in an excerpt from Madness, my contribution…

 

“Yep, that’s her all right.”

The Santa Ana wind howled through the trees so fiercely, Detective Kevan Capalbo was certain any trace evidence had long ago been blown away into the hills of the Cleveland National Forest.

“How you figure? Cap, there’s not much left of her face.” The younger man ran a hand through his thick hair and stared at everything other than the decomposing body at their feet.

“Look at the inside of her left ankle,” Capalbo said.

“No shit. I see it now – a rose tat. Yeah, looks like this is our missing girl.”

With a sigh, the seasoned detective finally risked pulling his pad out of his back pocket to jot down notes. The wind lifted the small papers up in a flurry and eventually he cursed, swapping the notepad for his cell.

“Tell me what you see,” he said to his partner, who was once again glancing at everything around them and not at the naked woman lying face up at the base of a large oak tree.

“Uh. Ligature marks on both wrists and ankles – suggests she was restrained. Defensive wounds on her left hand. And…ah shit…”

“Yeah. I saw them too.” Detective Capalbo stepped around the body carefully and squatted above the torso. Using a gloved finger, he brushed aside a section of black hair and pointed to the small puncture holes above the woman’s left shoulder. “Looks like our biter is back,” he said with a sigh.

“Just wait till the press gets word of this,” his partner scoffed.

“They won’t. Not today anyway. Get the body bagged and out of here. The less people see – the better. I don’t want any of this out till we know for sure it’s our man.” With a groan, he stood and walked around the nude woman, standing near the soles of her dirty feet with his arms crossed at his chest.

“What is it, Cap?”

With his cool gaze fixed on the small rose tattoo, he gritted his teeth together and said above the roar of the wind, “Rayns, I have to nail this fucker.”

Copyright, Trish Marie Dawson

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Love…outside the box

I spend a lot of time talking to my kids about equality – whether it’s how they share their toys with each other, or how they see the world. Fortunately, I’m of a generation where it’s been much easier for me to see those whom I meet as who they are: people. My daughter is 10, going on 20, and lately has been asking me a lot of questions like…

Why can’t two men or two women marry each other if they want to?

Why do other people care so much about who marries who?

Love isn’t the same for everyone?

My answer is always something along the lines of this: Love is love. It can’t be squished into a box and handed out to only the people who ‘deserve’ it. It is an organic, living thing. And then I go on to tell my kids that some people want to keep love squished in this box for only those who are like them, but love should be set free, since everyone has the right to love whom they want, and be respected for it.

As a parent, I think one of my many jobs is to teach my children about acceptance for those who might be different, but especially love – for themselves and for others, regardless of what beliefs label people.

Our job as parents should be to love our children despite who they grow up to love.

The point is not WHO our children one day love but that they DO love. If they find that, then as parents, we succeeded.

On a sidenote…this is one of my daughter’s favorite songs right now:

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KRISTIN!

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Many thanks go out to those who left a comment on the last giveaway contest!

HUGS and MWAH!

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