Can You Save the Faeries?


Here’s a little something I’m playing with.  Let me know what you think!

You’ve heard it said that when children say they don’t believe in fairies that their lights go out. But they don’t die. Oh no, they don’t die.

When a fairy’s light goes out, they become nasty dark fairies. They miss the light so much that they become very bitter.

So instead of flying around doing good things, they do mean things. They don’t want to help young children believe in themselves.

Instead they whisper dark things in their ears. They don’t tell them to be nice and share. They tell them to take things that aren’t theirs.

They no longer leave money in exchange for your tooth as a special celebration.  They prefer to take away your shiny things, just because they can.

They bully around the fairies of light and tell you to do the same to your friends.  They take their money and kick them around.  Do you know people like that?

They pull dogs ears and make them yelp so mom and dad think you hurt the family dog. Is there any end to the mean things they do?

But there is hope yes there is.  There is something YOU can do!

It’s true that every time a child says they don’t believe in fairies one of their lights goes out,

But if you believe again their lights return!

YOU can bring back the fairies of light one by one!  Share this phrase with everyone you meet:

I believe in fairies, yes I do.
I believe in fairies, do you?

Say it with me, shout it out to the world!

I believe in fairies, yes I do.
I believe in fairies, do you?

Sidetracked


Well, given that I had to take a second job this month, in addition to school and an already unpredictable IT job, NaNoWriMo got sidetracked. I ended up last week working on a short story to submit to a contest for Writer’s Digest. I’ve never done that neighbor and I’m all kinds of nervous about it. Pated with Twitter, and no, not the website. 

Unfortunately I cannot post the story here, as it must remain unpublished until after they have judged and either released it or claimed first publishing rights. First prize is $3000! More than anything though, I’d be happy just to be published. 

I’m working on Pandora this morning. I’ll be happy if I just hit 12k words this month given that it’s my first try at such a thing and how wacko my schedule had been. Seriously, many nights I only got two 2-hour naps between jobs and classes: A very crazy month! I’m getting more sleep this week, but back to north jobs next week and finals week too. Should be interesting …

Crazy Cats


Okay new mental note. Never EVER leave the cats in the room while eating Clam Chowder.  It took me several moments to get Zeus (9 weeks old) to go away so I could even begin to eat my chowder.  As I neared the end of the bowl, I looked away for one moment, suddenly Lestat (nine years old, solid black) has his nose in my bowl…upon seeing this, Zeus darts across me and tries to take his shot at the bowl as well!