I’m floating in the air
I shouldn’t have a care
But somehow I’m odd and misplaced
I know my mouth is located on my face
But the sound of my voice comes back to me
From some other place in the room or echoed back from the ceiling
I wonder what this vertigo means; what the dizziness is revealing
I just can’t explain how I feel …
Disconnected, adrift, lost, unreal…
My inadequacies extolling…
Where do I belong?
When did I go wrong?
The dream becomes the nightmare
Beware … Beware … Beware…
Sometimes it isn’t carefree
Sometimes you just can’t see
When you don’t have a care in the world
Sometimes, it’s Terror!
Annie’s Story, Blessed With A Gift
I have just started a second beta reader on my upcoming book–Historical Fiction Based On Fact, Past-Life Hypnotic Regression. I wanted to share what my reader, who had asked me to beta read the book after seeing my last blog on “Annie”. This is what she had to say after reading just the first two small chapters where Annie’s parents die of the dreaded fever prevalent in early Colonial America:
OK, they died and passed to another dimension…got that. Don’t leave me hanging; what’s next?!?
Obviously I am hooked. And that is not easy because from all my years proofreading, grammatical errors, etc., become very distracting to me. Your writing has none of those. Plus it reads fast ( if you know what I mean). I hate reading where I have to stop and focus on every single word.
Frankly, I am picky about what fiction I read and I find yours intriguing. Your characters are beautifully brought to life (which you promptly killed-off) without excess verbiage — kudos.
You made me cry. Not because she died but understanding the utter despair he must have felt conscious enough to ken what was coming.
This is where the magic begins, blends, comes together, and ends
I take no blame and express no shame
In the fact that Annie’s existence has inspired me with no resistance.
This is where the characters come alive and strive
To capture my attention and create an intervention
They cry, laugh, giggle and speak to compete
With all the books waiting to be complete
They seek meaning and life through my acting and reacting
The doll’s name is Annie and she is Blessed With a Gift
Due to be released this year
Annie will share her fears and tears
Her love, happiness, and sadness
But most of all, she wants to share her love
Blessed With A Gift of white light healing
She gives her life and her strife
As a child, mother and wife
It’s so sad she will never hold her daughter
But she will live on in verse and historical fiction
Annie is the character who caused the most friction
Her voice will be heard…
In my story and my words…
God Bless Annie from the mid-1600s
In a Colonial America
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Just last week a wonderful new friend I’ve made on WordPress, www.susieshy45.wordpress.com (You should visit her site!) agreed to be a Beta Reader for my upcoming book, Annie’s Story, Blessed With A Gift. I sent her the beginning, which includes the Foreword, Glossary, and first two sections–10 chapters. I want to thank her from the bottom of my heart for her well-written and encouraging email. I have lots more to send her to read, as soon as I can get all the corrections done…an editor’s work is never done…
Anyway, thank you Susie, and here’s what she had to say about “Annie”: