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My Photo: A January Visit

As the month of January 2016 rolled in with a rush, so did these lovely photo shots.

It was one of those evening, where ideas formed in my mind.

It was one of those evening, where ideas formed in my mind.

I never know what I will capture in my photo shot or how breathing the view has on me.

I am always amazed by the sunset, for I never know what I will capture in my photo shot.

I am always amazed by the sunset.

 

A cold quiet January afternoon. I am always surprised by the photo I capture.

A cold quiet January afternoon. I am always surprised by the photo I capture.

I have to admit these photo shots came out okay.

Have a great weekend! 🙂

 

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My Writing: Chapter 8

Okay, after looking over and rewriting some paragraphs, I am moving  to Chapter 9. I will leave this Chapter alone for now. But never know with me.

 Chapter 8: Old Friend
“Take her to him.” The auburn haired woman said, handed  a child with long brown hair to him now.
“I will not let you stay and face her alone, my dear sister.” A much younger Will Scarlet said.
What she had done next brought tears to my eyes as the cavern went in on her. As fast as the images came, they were gone. I meet his glance now and said, “She gave you her child to bring to her husband in the forest.” I said, feeling the cold air hit my face and Merlin’s grip my arms tightly. “But her grandmother gave her this necklace to send her to another place and time.”
Is this what I am supposed to remember? I wondered.
Yes, my sweet. A familiar voice answered back.
“She is a seer?” Bors asked puzzled.
“Merlin explains now!” William exclaimed, his facial feature  shown mixed emotions.
“She was found near Mystic Lake.” Merlin said, “Do not deny there is something amiss here in Nottingham.”
“Yes, Guinevere is not herself.” Will said, eyeing me now, “Another thing, I do not remember coming back to Huntingdon Manor. Nor being friends with the duchess.”
“That is true.” Bors said, “I was in the forest near Camelot when suddenly I am here.”
“Is this a spell we are under?” Lancelot asked.
“ We are not affected, But other are.” Merlin said boldly and then to me, “What do you think, Lady Verona?”
“The duchess is a b….” My temper soar up. I noticed Merlin’s brows rose a bit while Lancelot and the other two stood uncomfortably.  They all knew what she was! Why did Merlin let me go? I  gave him an icy glare. 
“I needed to know what she was up to and who she was cohort with.” Merlin said, turning to Lancelot and Bors, “Are you surprised to see Breuse here?” (This sentence might have to be rewritten.)
“Very, I thought y-Arthur banished him from Camelot?” Lancelot said glancing towards Merlin’s unreadable facial expression then towards me. “Breuse was a very dangerous person.”
“He did.  It seems he’s Duchess Joan  new plaything.” Merlin said harshly, then he turned towards me, “If I have known this, I would not have let you go there alone.”
Why did I have this feeling  he was hiding something from me. “The duchess said, I am to be presented to the Earl tonight at the wedding.”
“Wedding, is it not too soon?” Lancelot asked, glancing towards Merlin stormy face.
“I thought Guinevere and Arthur were to wed?” I asked, shocking all four men.
“Yes, in Camelot not here.” Merlin said harshly. His eyes grew darker.“I will not allow her meddling  or have Lady Verona be presented to Robin like a trophy.”
I notice dark clouds forming over the manor and glanced towards Merlin. His piercing blue eyes grew darker, were rage and something else.
Look closely Verona. A female voice echoed. A silver aura appeared near him.
No, he could not be. I informed myself now, there was someone else whom was also a great wizard. however, he did not show many his true nature. Maybe that’s the reason why he’d lost me- her.
His blue eyes met mine and the cloud cleared a bit. “I must think,” he said, glancing towards Lancelot puzzled face, “Keep an eye on her like she is your very own sister or cousin.”
“You can count on me, Merlin.” Lancelot said grinning.
Do not steal her from me or I will not be grateful. Merlin eyes seemed to say as he turned towards me, “You will be safe with your dear cousin, my sweet.”
“I have no doubt about that.” My eyes asked in silent. When are you going to tell me your true identity ?
I will later, my beloved. Merlin eyes seemed to say as the circle was broken.
Disheartening, I slowly walked behind the other men, in silent with my head down.  I only stop when  Merlin pulled me behind a huge oak tree. I met his stormy blue eyes.  The kiss was quick and I did not have time to think.
“I will be near you at all time.” He mumbled before leaving me behind.
Oh my! I covered my heart, my hair on my arm pickle up. I glanced towards the dark eerie forest.
You will never find him!  A sinister voice echoed into the wind. 
Find who?  I thought a chill came over me. 

 

Okay, I have to admit I did add that last sentence. I just could not leave without adding a little bit of mystery.

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My Writing: Oh, No Missing Chapters!

Okay, after a few minor setback in my writing, I think I can get back to my Chapters.  As for minor setback. Picture editing a few chapters and suddenly realize two important Chapters are missing.

Oh yes, this happened to me.  I told myself not worry, I have it in my rough drafts folder on my computer.

I opened  this  folder went through the chapters. Now, I was starting to worry,  I could not find it nowhere.  I did eventually find the rough draft copy.

It was the last place,  I  did not want it to be in. Now, I am glad I do not empty my recycle bin often. Or I would not be a happy camper.

Anyway, here is a recap of  Chapter 3,( I rewrote this chapter about four times now. However, this is the last time I will posting it. Unless I find something wrong again. But never know with me.

A recap of Chapter 3 : Rivals
A knock came at the door,  Merlin  stood with a small jar in hand. His eyes glance my way only for a moment.
Was that a spark of interest? I thought shaking the idea. His face became red with fury.
“What is this?” Merlin roared out. Never in his years of knowing Elaine had she ever done something so childish as this.
“The clothing Lady Guinevere said to bring.” she said bluntly. 
“Ah, I see.” His eyes went astray towards her chest, turning towards Elaine. “This is not  a proper outfit for a young maiden from a respectful family, nor is she a tavern maiden, Elaine!” His blue eyes met her eyes,  she backed away suddenly. “Now be gone.”
Her eyes matched his glare before heading out the door.
Pig headed fool! “Y-yes oh, great one.” she bowed, hurrying away. Nearly bumped into Lancelot.
“Hey, Lana wait up.” Lancelot said, puzzled, carrying velvet green dress, with a well dress woman. “Look who I found.”
“Oh, Duchess Joan, this is an honor.” Merlin said, placing a kiss on the side of her face.
“Merlin.” she said flatly.
Her tight mouth held a disapproving  gaze towards Merlin. She did not seemed old, her facial feature revealed, a youthful face and something else, I could not place.
Look deeper my Dear. A woman’s voice said.
“Oh wow, I mean. Who brought you those clothing, dear cousin?” he asked stunned.
“Lady Guinevere thought it would be nice on me.” I said tightly and uncomfortable now as the older woman stared at me or was it my necklace.
“I think these are much better, dear,” she said with a kind smile.“Hmm…,my dear granddaughter does not know nice clothes when she sees it.”
And do you! A female voice echoed in the distance of my mind.
A look of puzzlement cross her face, “Oh, Thank you my Lady.” I mumbled.
“You’re welcome.” the Duchess said, “I will be honored to have you for tea this afternoon.”
I could not help noticing  Merlin and Lancelot looked surprise.
“If she is up to walking, that is?” she asked glaring towards both men.
“Oh yes, will you have tea in the garden?” Merlin asked warmly.
 What was going on! The room was freezing! I glanced towards Merlin, who kept his gaze on the Duchess.
“Hmm, the garden will nice.” she said smoothly.
Why was he protecting me? I notice Lancelot glance his way now. There was something odd about him or was it that he reminded me of my… I cannot remember whom.
“That does sound good, since she has been up here for a whole  day.” Lancelot said, “But will your ladies in waiting wonder about my cousin bruises?”
“Oh no, I will make sure Lady Veronica and Maria act ladylike.” she said frankly, “However, you how teens like to act. I will leave you now, dear.”
“Let me see your hand.” Merlin said boldly, his eyes however, roamed towards  my chest.
Obeying, I gave him my hand as he passed the ointment over my bruised, the smell of mint and menthol. I felt like I was drifting back to sleep.
“Easy Verona,” he said concern now. “Lancelot tell the cook to fix some food and tea for your cousin.”
“I will.” Lancelot said, “While I am at it, I will find out what was bothering Lana.”
“This outfit is why she was upset.” Merlin said, “Guinevere has no respect for your cousin’s reputation.” Pausing, “You know her grandmother will spread rumors around.”
Lancelot knew that tone in his old friend’s voice and  was ready for anything from a frog or a cat. His friend  two favorite spells However, his friend would not do any of this in front of this young woman.
He knew right off, what his friend was thinking and pondered a spell of coldness.
****
I was waiting for  fists to be thrown.  Lancelot’s brown eyes met Merlin’s  blue eyes, the room became icy. My skin pickle up. ( I will Have to change this part.)
“I could not help it, Merlin.” he said, stressing out, “The duchess asked about Verona .”
“That old nosy, b….” Merlin mumbled for my ears only. “Then I guess we will have no choice to meet with her at tea time.”
“You’re kidding, right?” Lancelot asked at the door, “You know how she is about extra guests to her little party.”
“Oh yes, I know.” Merlin said with his hands still on mine.
Oh, he had known of the duchess reputation with her tea parties and powerful in dark magic she was.
But mine is stronger.
Merlin gave me an odd look. Had he heard also?
“I would never leave my love in the same room with her and her young girls.”  It was just tea, Right?
“No need to worry, I will be there, Merlin,” he said with this charming look towards me, in the doorway now. He knew this would surely get his friend in an uproar, he did not care. “Your food and tea will be up soon, my dear sweet cousin.”
Merlin shot Lancelot a pair of eyes. That could have been two darts, Merlin’s  hands waved towards the doorway and shut in Lancelot’s face, which, he did not offense Lancelot.  (I think I will be looking over this sentence once more.)
“A good one Merlin.” Lancelot said laughing.
I heard him laughing.
Splash! 
“D…. Merlin!” Lancelot mumbled.
Okay, this is the last of Chapter 3 for now.
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My Writing: Part 2 Of Chapter 3

When I was writing my other post on ‘Editing Chapter 3 Once More’I decided to add this part also.  I think I am finish editing these paragraphs,  But never know with me, I could always find something wrong.  I know one thing I am  not perfect when it comes to catching grammar errors and  spelling.

A knock came at the door,  Merlin  stood with a small jar in hand. His eyes glance my way only for a moment.

Was that a spark of interest? I thought shaking the idea. His face became red with fury.

“What is this?” Merlin roared out. Never in his years of knowing Elaine had she ever done something so childish as this.

“The clothing for Sir Lancelot’s f- cousin.” she said bluntly. “This is what Lady Guinevere said to bring.”

“Ah, I see.” he said. His eyes went astray to my bosoms before turning towards the other brunette woman. “This is not  a proper outfit for a young maiden from a respectful family, nor is she a tavern maiden, Elaine!” His blue eyes met her eyes as she back away suddenly. “Now be gone.”

Her match his glare before heading out the door.

Pig headed fool! “Y-yes, oh great one.” she said hurrying away.

She nearly bumped into Lancelot.

“Hey, Lana wait up.” Lancelot said, puzzled, carrying velvet red dress, with a well dress woman in the room. “Look who I found.”

“Oh, Duchess Joan, this is an honor.” Merlin said, placing a kiss on the side of her face.

“Merlin.” she said flatly.

Her tight mouth held a disapproving  gaze towards Merlin. She did not seem  to old her facial feature revealed, a youthful face and something else, I could not place.

Look deeper my Dear.

“Oh wow, I mean. Who brought you those clothing, dear cousin?” he asked stunned.

“Lady Guinevere thought it would be nice on me.” I said tightly and uncomfortable now as the older woman stared at me or was it my necklace.

“I think these are much better, dear,” she said with a kind smile.

“Hmm…,my dear granddaughter does not know nice clothes when she sees it.”

As you! A female voice echoed in the distance of my mind.

That look she gave was puzzling, “Oh, Thank you my Lady.” I mumbled.

“You’re welcome.” the Duchess said, “I will be honored to have you for tea this afternoon.”

I could not help noticing  Merlin and Lancelot looked surprise.

“If she is up to walking, that is?” she asked glaring towards both men.

“Oh yes, will you have tea in the garden?” Merlin asked warmly.

The room  was freezing! What was going on! I glanced towards Merlin, who kept his gaze on the Duchess.

“Hmm, the garden will nice.” she said smoothly.

Why was he protecting me? I notice Lancelot glance his way now. There was something odd about him or was it that he reminded me of my… I cannot remember whom.

“That does sound good, since she has been up here for a whole  day.” Lancelot said, “But will your ladies in waiting wonder about my cousin bruises?”

“Oh no, I will make sure Lady Veronica and Maria act ladylike.” she said frankly, “However, you how teens like to act. I will leave you now, dear.”

“Let me see your hand.” Merlin said boldly; however, his eyes focused on my chest.

Obeying, I gave him my hand as he passed the ointment over my bruised, the smell of mint and menthol. I felt like I was drifting back to sleep.

“Easy Verona,” he said concern now. “Lancelot tell the cook to fix some food and tea for your cousin.”

“I will.” Lancelot said, “While I am at it, I will find out what was bothering Lana.”

“This outfit is why she was upset.” Merlin said, “Guinevere has no respect for your cousin’s reputation.” Pausing, “You know her grandmother will spread rumors around.”

Lancelot knew that tone in his old friend’s voice and was ready for anything from a frog or a cat, which was his friend favorite spell when they were younger. However, he knew his friend would not do any of this in front of this young woman.

He knew right off, what his friend was thinking and pondered a spell of coldness.

****

I was waiting for a fistfight to be thrown.  Lancelot’s brown eyes met Merlin’s  blue eyes, the room became icy. My skin pickle up. ( I will Have to change this part.)

“I could not help it, Merlin.” he said, stressing out, “The duchess asked about Verona .”

“That old nosy, b….” Merlin mumbled for my ears only. “Then I guess we will have no choice to meet with her at tea time.”

“You’re kidding, right?” Lancelot asked at the door, “You know how she is about extra guests to her little party.”

“Oh yes, I know.” Merlin said with his hands still on mine.

Oh, he had known of the duchess reputation with her tea parties and powerful in dark magic she was.

But mine is stronger.

Merlin gave me an odd look. Had he heard also?

“I would never leave my love in the same room with her and her young girls.”  It was just tea, Right?

“No need to worry, I will be there, Merlin,” he said with this charming look towards me, in the doorway now. He knew this would surely get his friend in an uproar, he did not care. “Your food and tea will be up soon, my dear sweet cousin.”

Merlin shot Lancelot a pair of eyes. That could have been two darts, Merlin’s  hands waved towards the doorway and shut in Lancelot’s face, which, he did not offense Lancelot.  (I think I will be looking over this sentence once more.)

“A good one Merlin.” Lancelot said laughing.

I heard him laughing.

Splash!

“Dam nit Merlin!” Lancelot mumbled.

Merlin’s jealous by Lancelot’s remark! Noticing his sandy brown haired came to his shoulder and beard was a bit shorter and less gray from earlier. Why was I seeing him in a new light this made my heart skip a beat?

He was staring towards my face with a puzzle look, I met his gaze for a moment.

A flash of another man bending down and kissing me in a garden.

You will always be mine, he said before the image faded away.

What was she remembering? He felt the strong pull of a very powerful energy.  This was not of the darkness in this manner. He sighed, “Verona what is it?”

With his hands over mine now, I found it difficult to speak as I felt a strange pull.

Do not deny your true feelings, Verona. A female voice whispered in my mind.

As stubborn, as I am, I ignore the voice and lower my eyes with embarrassment, “It was nothing.” I said flatly, “I was wondering why Guinevere seemed to think I would like these clothing.” I pulled on the clothing top; which was revealing too much skin to my liking.

“Ah, yes indeed I thought the same,” he said to me in a husky tone before it became serious. “What exactly did she say to you?”

“She asks who I was and did not believe me, tried to come close to my bed, but she got shocked.” I said noticing his dark brows shot up suddenly. “And then Lady Elaine seemed jealous at the sight of me?”

You do not say, So she was trying to find out whom Verona was.  Opening the medium size jar. “Hmm, I think I will keep a close eye on her and her grandmother.” he said, placing as ointment on her forehead now, “Why did I not see this before?”

I noticed his eyes on my necklace “What?” I asked, feeling drawn to him and his mouth.

“You have a very powerful protector in this stone.” he said lightly touching the  bluish stone. It  felt warm from being in between her bosoms. His mind did not ponder there long.”Were you by any chance born in the sign of fire?”

Thy person who is born,

In thy sign of fire,

Shall be protected by thy golden griffin.

***

Thy person, who bears Thy marking of thy griffin

Shall rule the land of the griffin once more.

The memory of that day washed over me once more. I stood in front of all my classmate  my heart was beating fast as I try not to stutter but stuttering in those days were a curse. Especially when I got nervous.

Those two poems made me the laughingstock of my class. My adopted parents were outraged by such nonsense. I felt hurt as the laughter echoed. The only two who had laugh were my best friends Daisy and Melanie Scotts. Come to think of it now, they had a sober expression. Strange why was I thinking of them and those two poem?

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Now, I am going to Chapter 4 before I decide to cut some paragraphs.

 

 

My Look Back On 2013

When I looked back on 2013, I realized I have accomplished a few things on my list of to do for the year. Yes, I wrote down a list of goals to get done by a certain month and date  within the year or try to get done.

This year goal was to edit my manuscript again, which I am still doing and write a new manuscript, which I am doing now.

Okay, now for the what I never expected to do or dream of doing on my list.

Making myself a blog and posting some of my writing . I was a bit nervous at first but now I am comfortable with posting my writing and my amateur photo shots. Plus I never would have image writing 50,000 words within a month. I was halfway but it was exciting to do.

I do not know what 2014 will bring for me but I am hoping it will be a nice year.

There is I photo I posted earlier this month. If anyone have not guess I like Roses and these are my Mom’s favorite ones.

roses, summer, flowers,

The air was filled with the smell of beautiful bouquet of roses.
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My Writing: Day 32 and 33

Okay, ever have one of those days that nothing ever goes right .Well, that how yesterday felt. Okay, let me explain. I am editing my Chapters and also typing my outline for my other story idea, which is getting a little better. I did not realize that I place my edited chapters in my outline notepad page. I had two notepad  open.

Oh boy, I should have known better to do two things at once.  After a few minutes I was back to editing, copying and pasting my correction in the right notepad.

Next time I will pay more attention to what I am doing.  But never know with me.

My writing: Day Twenty-six and Twenty-seven

Okay, I finally went and sign up for National Novel Writing Month yesterday and right now I am thinking of my story idea that I will be writing.  But first I am trying to write out the outline and plot for it, which I am finding a little hard to do. After all I usually write my manuscript first then do the outlines and summaries.

Oh boy, this will be interesting and something I will enjoy.

My Writing: Day Twenty-two

Okay, Today I am going to talk about something different but it is still on my writing. Lately, I have been thinking and reading a lot about National Novel Writing Month and my thoughts on it.

First of all I have not decided yet but the more I read the more I like the idea. And why not? I told myself.  I could type out my story idea, I have been thinking about and see how many words I can type within a month.  But never know with me.

Well, back to  editing and rewriting my chapters.