It’s that time of the year again!
April is National Poetry Month and I am gearing up to host my 2nd Annual Poetry Contest this summer! This year we have stepped it up BIG time with some AMAZING prizes! Be sure you’re following this blog, my IG, and my Facebook business page to stay updated. Details on how to enter, rules and guidelines will be published to this blog next month (May). Next week, I’ll be introducing our sponsors and judges.
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“Anything you do not give freely and abundantly becomes lost to you. You open your safe and find ashes.” – Annie Dillard
“When you get, give. When you learn, teach.” – Maya Angelou
I will be running a Stella Summer Sale on Amazon for the third book in The Stella Trilogy: The Road to Freedom, ebook edition starting Tuesday July 12th – Tuesday July 19th. I am dropping the price from $2.99 to $1.99.
If you are already following me on Twitter you will notice the promo campaign when it kicks off. If you are not following me on Twitter, well, you won’t.
To Learn More About The Road to Freedom Visit it’s Amazon Page Here. My Author Website Here. Or click on the Online Book Store image below to Jason Cushman’s Bookstore where my book is featured as part of his promo for authors.
I love the smell of summer. Though you really can’t experience it until the sun starts to set and darkness sets in. Right now the sun is overtaking any whiff of delicacy in the air with its blazing heat, so you’d have to wait a while to experience what I mean. It has to be the perfect mixture of cool and warm mixed in a giant bowl called your backyard. I would describe it like freshly cut grass or the new growth of leaves on tree branches. Or maybe we can associate it with the smell of a coming rain. These aren’t very good descriptions. I know I have not enticed your creative mind to the extent of sight. I know you have not tasted the air of freshness melting on your tongue and all, but I have no other way to describe it aside from these basic examples. Besides, how does one explain the fragrance of life? Sometimes you can see a flower pouring all of its insides out, and cracking shells; shedding the once imperfect exterior to one more fitting for the season. Its growth is in many ways like our own. On first sight it looks like total destruction, and there is no gold at the end of the rainbow, at least not until we have weathered the storm. Always the hard stuff first, pain, suffering, tears, loneliness, doubt. I imagine it is a difficult process too for the flower. So much work to be done and change to endure early on. Only when it has shed its old casing do we begin to see the pretty pinks and reds of softer petals peek out from under the new coat of skin, see the dazzling beauty of what it has now become, and taste of the fresh smells of life.