I Said Hush.
Author: Amy
I love words. And animals. Photography and fedoras. Welcome. And stay awhile.
Not Pink…Yet
For those of you following my hair saga, I won’t keep you in suspense. The good news is I can have pink accents. The bad news is I have to wait six weeks. So for now, please enjoy the blonde. My stylist was wonderful. My hair was very dark in the back and the layers were a mess all over. Shout out to Morgan for making me feel spicy. 🩷
The back of my head is also on my stories on Instagram, via Morgan’s page. I won’t put that information here for the sake of privacy, but if you visit my Instagram stories, it’s there (for about 12 more hours).
Stay tuned…
Hello Kitty
I don’t know where to put it, and this has been an ongoing dilemma for years. In fact, I can say that if I knew where to put it, I’d already have it by now. It has to be a perfect replication of Hello Kitty. If it ends up being a knock-off that looks like it should be called “Hi Lopsided Eyes Cat Friend,” and I’m stuck with it, I guess it’ll have to be somehow magically – and with much sorcery – changed into Johnny Depp.
Just one?
What is one word that describes you?
I don’t know if I can answer this prompt with one word. I’ve been told I’m a lot of things: quirky, eccentric, dynamic, hilarious, moody, feisty, sassy, a hot mess, frustrating, incomprehensible, silly, kind (this is my favorite one), grumpy, mouthy, talk back-y, really weird, stubborn, headstrong, indefatigable (not always true), tenacious, ridiculous, goofy.
I couldn’t do it in just one word. I knew I wouldn’t be able to.
My New Router Was DOA
I got it a month ago. It has been nothing but problems. I cannot access WordPress or Jetpack with any kind of normalcy, I often cannot like posts, cannot send comments or even see statistics. It drops phone calls, and just generally doesn’t work. I am getting a new router tomorrow, but until then please bear with me. Thanks guys.🤞
That I’m a Talented Writer
From the first time it was said to the present, I am truly humbled and appreciative. There is no greater feeling than releasing what lives in your mind and heart to the outside world, and having people identify, relate and enjoy it. Even if it’s not feel-good reading material – perhaps especially then: when the subject matter is dark and from deep within, yet people absorb, reflect and are sometimes without words – stunned, overwhelmed. It is a risky venture to share one’s work. It can be met with unfavorable comments. There is a level of vulnerability that one must accept as a writer. In the beginning it was very difficult to be vulnerable, to risk being not enough, and to accept criticism as well as praise. I appreciate everyone who reads my words, regardless of their opinion of them. But for the ones who do enjoy reading my words, and for those who do identify with them, it buoys my soul. There is no greater compliment.
Thanks, everyone. I appreciate you all.
* featured photo is of me holding the author’s proof of the first version of my book. I made many changes and from those changes became what the novel is now. But, boy was I so proud to have that book in my hands.*
National Lampoon’s Station Wagon
Daily writing prompt
You’re going on a cross-country trip. Airplane, train, bus, car, or bike?
This is the obvious choice. If my vacation does not include this, I don’t want to go.
La Vie en rose
“Life in Pink”
This is my submission for beginningatlast9.com No Theme Thursday 3/14/24 thanks for the art inspiration once again, Kevin!
She lives her life in pink
A little bit of red
Lots of white
In the city of light
If pink had a sound
It would be the song
La vie en rose
Life in pink
She hums the tune
Right before she turns toward me
For the portrait
She has said,
“You don’t need rose-colored glasses
To live your life in pink,
mon cœur”
La vie en rose
Eyes that make mine look down
Des yeux qui font baisser les miensA laugh that is lost on his mouth
Un rire qui se perd sur sa boucheHere is the portrait without retouching
Voilà le portrait sans retouchesFrom the man I belong to
De l’homme auquel j’appartiensWhen he takes me in his arms
Quand il me prend dans ses brasLet him speak to me quietly
Qu’il me parle tout basI see life in pink
Je vois la vie en roseHe tell me love words
Il me dit des mots d’amourEveryday words
Des mots de tous les joursBut for me, it does something to me
Mais moi, ça me fait quelque choseHe has entered in my heart
Il est entré dans mon cœurA lot of happiness
Une grande part de bonheurThat I know the reason
Dont je connais la causeIt’s him for me, me for him in life
C’est lui pour moi, moi pour lui dans la vieHe told me, swore it for life
Il me l’a dit, l’a juré pour la vieAnd as soon as I see him
Et dès que je l’aperçoisSo I feel Inside me
Alors je sens en moiMy heart beating
Mon cœur qui batNights of endless love
Des nuits d’amour à plus finirA great happiness that takes its place
Un grand bonheur qui prend sa placeTroubles, sorrows fade away
Des ennuis, des chagrins s’effacentHappy, happy to die
Heureux, heureux à en mourirWhen he takes me in his arms
Quand il me prend dans ses brasLet him speak to me quietly
Qu’il me parle tout basI see life in pink
Je vois la vie en roseHe tell me love words
Il me dit des mots d’amourEveryday words
Des mots de tous les joursAnd it does something to me
Et ça me fait quelque choseHe has entered in my heart
Il est entré dans mon cœurA slice of happiness
Une part de bonheurThat I know the reason
Dont je connais la causeIt’s him for me, me for him in life
C’est lui pour moi, moi pour lui dans la vieHe told me, swore it for life
Il me l’a dit, l’a juré pour la vieAnd as soon as I see him
Et dès que je l’aperçoisSo I feel Inside me
Alors je sens en moiMy heart beating
Mon cœur qui batAnd as soon as I see him
Et dès que je l’aperçoisSo I feel Inside me
Alors je sens en moiMy heart beating
Mon cœur qui batSource: LyricFind
Songwriters: Édith Piaf / Louiguy
La vie en rose lyrics © Beuscher Arpege
Wonder Woman
Confidence is a state of mind, and we can’t always see it. I don’t know how to answer this prompt, and I don’t particularly want to. So I’m going to go with Wonder Woman. But it has to be Lynda Carter. I will not be convinced that any other person is WW besides my girl Lynda. My mind is made up.
She has a lasso, she’s a bad ass with a bad ass costume. I had the WW Underoos when I was little. Anyone remember those? I dressed up like WW for Halloween – you know, the one with the scary plastic mask and flimsy plastic costume? Yeah that was me. I also had a Batgirl bathing suit, but I digress.
So, yeah, Wonder Woman.
Have a nice day, everyone.
Poetry, Music
This prompt is underwhelming. For those who want to read my poetry, check it out. It’s all here on this blog.
My musical taste is eccentric, just like my personality. The only thing that isn’t my jam is country music. I do like Chris Stapleton, but that is where it ends.
I don’t have a poem to accompany today’s prompt.
I’m going to leave this video and lyrics here. The song sums up my poetry journey so far this year, and I love Jason Mraz’s music.
Details in the Fabric
Jason Mraz
Calm down
Deep breaths
And get yourself dressed instead
Of running around
And pulling on your threads saying
Breaking yourself upIf it’s a broken part, replace it
If it’s a broken arm then brace it
If it’s a broken heart then face itAnd hold your own
Know your name
And go your own wayHold your own
Know your name
And go your own way
And everything will be fineHang on
Help is on the way
Stay strong
I’m doing everythingHold your own
Know your name
And go your own wayHold your own
Know your name
And go your own wayAnd everything, everything will be fine
EverythingAre the details in the fabric
Are the things that make you panic
Are your thoughts results of static cling?Are the things that make you blow
Hell, no reason, go on and scream
If you’re shocked it’s just the fault
Of faulty manufacturingEverything will be fine
Everything in no time at all
EverythingHold your own
And know your name
Go your own wayAre the details in the fabric (Hold your own, know your name)
Are the things that make you panic
Are your thoughts results of static cling? (Go your own way)Are the details in the fabric (Hold your own, know your name)
Are the things that make you panic (Go your own way)
Is it Mother Nature’s sewing machine?Are the things that make you blow (Hold your own, know your name)
Hell no reason go on and scream
If you’re shocked it’s just the fault (Go your own way)
Of faulty manufacturingEverything will be fine
Everything in no time at all
Hearts will holdSource: LyricFind
Songwriters: Dan Wilson / Jason Mraz
Details in the Fabric lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Goo-Eyed Music, Word Collections Publishing
“It's Amy,” I said. 