Summer Sunshine Blogging Award

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I am excited once again to announce that The Ink Owl blog has been nominated for the Summer Sunshine Blogging Award! Thank you to Invisible-No-More for the nomination and attention! It’s always incredible to find followers and readers that enjoy my writing.

Rules:

1.) Thank the person who nominated you in a blog post and link back to their blog.
2.) Answer the 11 questions sent by the person who nominated you.
3.) Nominate 11 new blogs to receive the award and write them 11 new questions.
4.) List the rules and display the Sunshine Blogger Award logo in your post and/or on your blog.

Questions For Me:

What is your favorite day of the week?

I’d have to say Wednesday, because that is when my weekend begins and can actually be with my family all day.

What was your favorite childhood toy?

I had this really small micro machine toy of the star ship Enterprise that I would take everywhere I went. I

Are you a cat or a dog person?

I grew up with Shetland Sheep dogs and am deathly allergic to cats. So I’m definitely a dog person.

As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up? Are you doing that now?

I wanted to be a paleontologist as a child, and I’m not now. But I am pursuing my dreams of writing, and some of those stories does include dinosaurs so . . . in a round-a-bout sort of way yes I am.

At dessert time, do you go for chocolate or lemon?

Always chocolate.

What is your favorite topic to blog about?

I love blogging about fiction writing. (Because it includes all of my stories.)

Why did you start your blog?

After being dismissed from school I was in a pretty negative place and needed to move forward with my life. Writing had always been one of those hobbies I’ve done on the side, or set on the backburner and I really wanted to grow my abilities.

What book are you currently reading?

Currently trying to get into The Way of Kings by Brandon Sanderson and also laughing my way through Harris and Me by Gary Paulsen.

What past TV show would you like to see back on the air?

I would love to see White Collar come back. It was amazing!

If you could go back into your past, what (if anything) would you like to change?

What would you have for your final meal?

Homemade sourdough waffles with sausage, eggs, and potatoes.

My Nominations:

Tiny Girl Big World Blog

J.A. Allen

Useful Soul 

Douglas William Thurstan Smith

Deidra Alexander’s Blog

WritingBlissfully

Inspiration Pie

Earth to Ash

Fiction is Food

Zeckrombryan

Witchlike

Questions For Them:

What is your favorite season of the year?

What do you do when you’re stuck in traffic?

How do you prepare your space to write?

Name one of your obsessions.

What music can you not live without?

What time of day is the most conducive for writing?

How do you push yourself to finish a story?

What is an irrational fear you have?

What’s your favorite character you’ve written so far?

Do you have a perfect happenstance in time you remember? What happened?

What is your favorite part of summer?

 

Hands On The Wall

My hand upon the wall feels cool, as brick pulls rough against my skin.

I lay upon a slab of cement, riddled with cracks and breaking rocks.

Above me a daddy long leg creeps up the wall.

Tracing a finger between each space I start a familiar race.

I’m running up an impossible labyrinth, with no chance of escape.

Up and over and up and over, waiting to fall down.

It all comes to a grinding halt, nearly out of my reach.

For I have snagged a finger tip, on white course brick.

-M.E. InkOwl

My Secret Space of Green

Dark it is, with the smell of dirt and dried leaves.

I can feel my heart racing beneath my ribs.

Someone beyond the veil of greenery is counting down from ten.

For a moment I’m paralyzed with the thought of capture.

Will they find me? I  know they will!

But I don’t want to be it! Have they stopped counting? Yes!

Quick stop breathing, they’ll hear you here.

My rump rests fitfully on a smooth rock, a centipede crawls by.

There’s whispering in the grass out side,

I realize I have to pee.

Water Among The Grass

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Fingers dig into rich black soil, filling my body with wonder.

A long crooked bar of metal lays discarded to the side, rusting with use and time.

I twist at the iron spigots as water gurgles between my toes, all I can do is giggle.

-M.E. InkOwl

July on the Ink Owl

New month, new challenge, and new life decisions to be made! I’m excited to announce I’ll be pursuing efforts to further my educational and career dreams. That being said I will now have to divide my time further between family, writing, blogging and school work.  Thus for the time being I’ll be somewhat of a recluse. Not to worry, I have exciting things still in store for all of you followers. For July on The Ink Owl I’ll be featuring 31 poems based on childhood memories of Summer.

I was taking care of my parents home and yard while they’re away having adventures out of country and the thought hit me to write down these poems. Each one features a picture taken in my childhood stomping grounds. So please join me as I take you all down memory lane. Happy reading!

-M.E. InkOwl