Meandering On Monday with Janet Lane Walters #MFRWauthor #Poetry

Meander 1 - Poem - Soap Bubbles

Soap Bubbles

Those days were childhood sunshine times and we
Found no misting phantoms just out voices.
Gently blowing bubbles of the mind. Freely
Lilting love fly, no thought of making choices.
Soap bubblesfloating innocently surround
Our heds. Children in our bouyancy. Wave
The wand and watch the beads dancing around,
Turning irridescent rainbows. We gave
Each other laughter bubbling from our souls.
In irised fantasies painted on the breeze.
Sometimes two bubbles met, joined to make a whole.
We stretched and reached and tried to seize
Vanished bubbles. Tear damp skin drying slowly
In the sun. Childhood's hidden deep in memory.

Meander 2 - Reading. I've been reading some interesting books. I often judge contests and sometimes I find a book that really turns me to wanting more. Recently I looked through the books I have on my Kindle and found one I had enjoyed. Actually I'd bought two of the series. I went back and bought the two final ones and read all of them. Odd but I find reading a series entirely shows me many things I might have missed. I really think reading helps with writing.

Meander 3 Writing. Finally finished typing thelast of the At First Sight series and did the CAF for the book. Seducing the Baker. When my publisher returns from a conference I'll send it to her and it will be up for pre-sale. I'm working on my friend's book and have time now to type the last draft but I'll do no mroe writing on the book until I have it typed. Meanwhile I'll be rough drafting the Cancer-Capricorn Connection. Hopefully the rough draft will be finished at the same time as the typing of the chapters and I'll move ahead.

Meandering On Monday with Janet Lane Walters #MFRWauthor #poetry #amwriting

Meander 1 - Poem - Soap Bubbles

Soap Bubbles

Those days were childhood, sunshine times and we
Found no misting phantoms just our breaths
Gently blowing bubbles of the mind. Freely
Letting love fly, no thoughts of making choices,
Soapbubbles floating innocentlysurround
Our heads. Children in our buoancy, Wave
The wand abd watch the beads dancing around.
Turning irridescent ranbows, We gave
Each other laughter bubbling from our souls.
In irised fantasies painted on the breeze
Sometimes two bubbles met, joined to make a whole.
We stretched and reached to learn.
Vanished bubbles. Tear damp skin. Drying slowly
In the sun. Childhood's hiddeb deep in memory.

Meander 2 - Writing Retreat. Ten spent Friday night talking and laughing over dinner at an Italian restaurant. Dinner was excellent. We returned to settle in and prepare for the next day of writing. Saturday 10 plua 2 arrived in the meeting room. Were they buns or croussants? I will enver know. Breakfast was good but the fruit salad held too much melon. Coffee was strong. Took six packets of sugar to tame the taste. Had a meeting and then took time for a meeting. Made a change to the contest for the entries. 10 dollars if you enter early, 15 if late. Sounds like a plan and we'll try it. Then we wrote from about 10 until 12 with a break for lunch and then wrote again until about 2:15. Then critique. Seems I managed what I had intended to try.  Around 5 we sought others. Headed to the bar. Decided to eat there. Not nice person wouldn't set a table for 10 people. Don't know why. So we ate where the place would be a dance floor. Anthony, bar tender extroidenary took our orders. Tried tangerine rum in diet Coke first. Too bitter much better when used in regular Coke. Then went to rum and Coke straight. Manager comped one of the drinks. Stayed until they were getting ready to set up our space as the dance floor. Went to our room and I read.

Meander 2 - Writing - Managed to hit 2000 words yesterday. May be less today but that's all right. I will move forward with this project. and then it will be on to other things.