Tuesday Tunes

I have been listening to this song for a while. I got to thinking about all my loved ones who have passed on and just remembering the legacy they left behind. My thoughts and prayers go out for my mom, grandmother, grandfather and uncle tonight, and every night. I love you all and I pray one day, God-willing, we are all reunited in heaven.

Book Giveaway Winner #3

!!!!CONGRATULATIONS!!!!

And the winner of this week's Summer Book Giveaway is....

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!!!! KAREN @KarenMusings !!!!!!

(Karen, please contact me so I can send you your choice of book or prize from the bookshelf)

Tuesday Tunes

God Bless the Broken Road!

Summer Book Giveaway! Week Three!

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Monday Muse

A very pretty flower that I saw on a stroll Sunday around noon.

I think it is so funny sometimes when people talk about Monday blues and what not. Well, today I was NOT laughing! neither were my little ones! For some reason, everyone was just off. I was extremely tired, despite have a fairly decent and relaxing weekend, the children were tired and cranky with one another, my poor co-teacher had fewer than four hours of sleep before having to open our classroom at 6:30 in the morning. But somehow, we pulled it all together and had the children giggling and marching to the tune of "Dinosaur March" and waving colorful rainbow ribbons. :D






My two siblings. Check out the amazing view! This was taken at my sister's university. I love Mount Rainier! It will be feeding my muse for the rest of the week! :D

Book Giveaway Winner #2

!!!!CONGRATULATIONS!!!!

And the winner of this week's Summer Book Giveaway is....

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!!!! Fida @Poet_Fida !!!!!!

(Fida, please contact me so I can send you your choice of book from the bookshelf)

With winners every week, please stay tuned for next week's winner.....

Thoughtful Thursday

“Watch your thoughts, for they become words.Watch your words, for they become actions.Watch your actions, for they become habits.Watch your habits, for they become character.Watch your character, for it becomes your destiny.”

Tuesday Tunes

To all my writer friends! Be free and wave your pens and papers like a waving flag:D LOL!

Freedom to imagine,

Freedom to create,

Freedom to inspire,

Freedom to achieve!

Character Clue: Nusa

Illustration and Writing Copyright © 2011 SN Taylor, All Rights Reserved

Naqabashi Warrior: Nusa

I’m no human, but even I know it is rude to sneak up behind someone and spy on her. Yes. I am talking to you there, peeking from around the door, hiding behind your wall of silence and cloak of secrecy. Come in. You have many thoughts on your mind and unless you spit them out of your human mouth, they will remain a loud turbulent storm crashing about in your head and mine. You have no idea how annoying that is for my kind and me. While you may not recognize the sensation of your roaming untrained thoughts, it is a cause of great mental disturbance for us. Yes, human, I am telepathic. I can read your thoughts, feelings and emotions even as you stand there behind the door. What am I? What rock do you live under? Have you not heard of my kind? Really, your inferior intellect is most taxing! There is not a warrior or space faring traveler who has not heard of the Naqabashi. Our battles are most historic and memorable, well; at least for us they are, we have lost nearly none. Stop trembling, and do come in. I’m not going to tear you apart, despite what may be rumored about us, Naqabashi are not THAT violent, unless of course you give us a reason. Be quick before I change my mind. I have never trusted humans, but you are different.

Check out Nusa's profile.

A Special Gift for Daddy

Adila was sitting on her porch. It was father's day and she did not have a special gift for her father. She sat with her face resting in her hands. A bee buzzed around in the garden. It was a big fat fuzzy bumble bee. She watched as it danced in the air.

"What do you think I should get daddy for father's day," she asked out loud.

As if the bee heard her, it danced in circles until it landed on a lavender flower.

"Daddy likes the color purple, but he is allergic to flowers," she shook her head.

The bee danced in circles away from the garden. Adila stood up and followed it. The bee landed on leaf near a bunny napping in a patch of grass.

"How cute," Adila whispered, "but daddy is also allergic to animal fur," she shook her head.

The bee passed a frog sitting on a lily pad and circled over the pond with little fish. Adila thought for a while.

"Daddy does like to fish and this is his favorite pond, but we did that yesterday," she shook her head.

Adila followed the bee as it danced in circles until it landed on her porch. Adila sat down on the porch with her face in her hands.

"I'll never find a special gift for daddy for Father's Day," she said shaking her head.

With a zip and a buzz, the big fat fuzzy bee quickly disappeared into the trees behind the garden. Adila heard a buzz, then two, three, and four, then more. She looked up and saw many big fat, fuzzy bumble bees dancing in circles in her garden. The bumble bees formed the shape of a heart and buzzed loudly for Adila to hear and see. Adila smiled a great big smile.

"I know what I can give daddy for Father's Day," she said nodding her head.

She ran into the house and jumped into daddy's arms and squeezed him tight.

"I LOVE YOU, DADDY," she said with all her heart.

Thought for the day: Just Write

As I browsed the web today, I visited Polaris Blog and a wonderful quote caught my eye!

"If you're going to be a writer, the first essential is just to write.

Do not wait for an idea. Start writing something and the ideas will come.

You have to turn the faucet on before the water starts to flow."

~ Louis L'Amour

I love this quote. It is true on so many levels, not just writing. IF you want to be or do anything, you have to take the first step. Nothing comes to the one who just waits for something to happen. Do and you will be! :D

A tribute to dad...Happy Father's day!

A Dad is a person who is loving and kind,

And often he knows what you have on your mind.

He's someone who listens, suggests, and defends.

A dad can be one of your very best friends!

He's proud of your triumphs,

but when things go wrong,

A dad can be patient and helpful and strong

In all that you do, a dad's love plays a part.

There's always a place for him deep in your heart.

And each year that passes, you're even more glad,

More grateful and proud just to call him your dad!

Thank you, Dad...

for listening and caring, for giving and sharing,

but, especially, for just being you!

Happy Father's Day.

- Author Unknown

Picture Prompt: Rear View Mirror

He said he'd never let me leave, holding my throat in the grip of his rage.

He said I'd never make it out the door.

He said I was stupid, worthless and could never make it on my own.

He said I needed him to live, to survive.

He said many things that night.

But he lied.

My throat has healed and all I see now is my shackled past in the rear view mirror.

SiS Read-a-thon Update

It is 12:45 am and I am ready for bed! but not before giving an update on my summer reading! SO I choose to start off with Shadow Zone by Iris and Roy Johansen. I had hoped to finish the whole novel but I did not get a chance to start until this evening after work. Here is my update:

1. First of all, give us an end-of-day status update. Books read, pages read, you know the drill! 197 pgs
2. What is the favorite thing you have read today? A few quotes from a few twitter friends! :)
3. Which mini-challenge was your favorite? ..I didn't get to do any of the mini-challenges :(
4. What has been your favorite thing about the read-a-thon? it made me sit down and read LOL!
5. What has been your LEAST favorite thing about the read-a-thon? Not having the time to do it. Week days are better for me.
6. Are you on track to meet your goals? not really.
7. Will you be participating tomorrow? Do you have any new goals? Yes and no

Picture Prompt: Still Standing

Pic from here

THEY came to our world without warning or invitation. In a single bright flash, they changed our very existence. We once ruled the forest, holding it together with our gripping roots; our strong, ever-reaching branches and thick leaves protected all who sought refuge from the burning rays of light. We were alive. We guarded and protected for as far and wide as the eye could see. Then THEY came, invaders, thieves, consuming every goodness we had to offer, even those we tried to hide. When THEY were done and could not take anything else from us, they left. In a single bright flash, they were gone leaving us to take our last breath. But even in death, we still stand, watching over the memories of our legacy and centuries past.

Yep! I got the summer reading fever! :D

This post is to announce to the world that I'm participating in the Spring into Summer read-a-thon hosted by Enna Isilee of Squeaky Books!

This read-a-thon is going to be so great! It's two days where you try do NOTHING but read. It's a great chance to get rid of some of those books that have been sitting on your TBR pile forever.

But that's not all! There will also be awesome mini-challenges and a TON of giveaways! In fact, just for signing up you are entered to win a $25 gift card to Amazon! SO GO SIGN UP! And if you say that Saba sent you, you'll get 5 extra entries to win that gift card! CLICK HERE to enter to win, and know all there is to know about the read-a-thon.

Here's my goal:

I plan to participate on: BOTH DAYS, FRIDAY AND SATURDAY
I plan to read: # 2 maybe more if I have time :D
I hope to read: Shadowzone, The Maze Runner.......

Well, have you signed up yet? DO IT NOW!

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Book Review: The Ark

The Ark: Book Review

I give this book 3.95 stars. This was really interesting book to read. I love books that are centered on archeology ever since I fell in love with Star Gate's character, Daniel Jackson, who was an archeologist that studied ancient Egypt's pyramids.

The Ark also explored the age-old story of Noah's ark in the bible, its location and its history and a secret treasure hidden within it. The theory posed in this story of what the ark really looked like was different but very interesting and entertaining. The chapters were packed with lots of action. Something was happening in each chapter, either someone or something was blowing up or a piece of information was being obtained to move the story along. I love a story that does not have sex scenes or romantic elements. This story almost satisfied me in that respect but of course the lead male and female characters were so closely involved in the mystery and the fact that they shared one thing in common, someone wanted them both dead, they spent quite a lot of time together. What happens when two people spend that much time together? Yeah, one or both start developing feelings for the other and the rest is history. Now, while there was that element, I loved that I only had to skip maybe a few paragraphs of one such encounter and a kissing scene. Two scenes are not bad for an adult novel. I appreciated that because I really liked the story and all the thrills, action and mystery.

Short Summary of The Ark (hopefully I don't give any spoilers!)

Dilara Kenner is a well-known archeologist on a Peruvian dig. She suddenly finds herself thrust into a whirlwind of chaos when Sam Watson, an old family friend, contacts her about some information about her father, Hasad Arvadi, who has been missing for three years. Just before he tells her what he knows, Sam is killed right in front of her eyes. She learns about her father's recent research and finds out he found the real Noah's ark and that he wasn't just missing, but it was most likely he was dead, killed for something that would change the face of humanity. Just before Sam takes his last breath, he is able to tell her to get help from Tyler Locke. She does, only Tyler has no clue who or what she is talking about or why a man named Sam Watson would send her to him. Tyler is an engineer. Dilara manages to make contact with Tyler on an oil rig in the Atlantic ocean. She barely escapes a helicopter crash as she reaches his rig. When something goes wrong on the rig that cause a huge explosion, Tyler is convinced that someone wants Dilara and Tyler dead for something they may or may not know. Being an ex-military type, he takes it personal when his life and the life of his military friend Grant are threatened. He takes her back to Seattle which starts a whole new ball of death traps, attempted assassinations, and more dead ends but they also find out that her father's research about the secret of Noah's ark and the mysterious death of Hayden, a famous star, are connected. They also find out they have less than a week to discover who is trying to kill them, why their killers want them dead, what killed Hayden and his entire flight crew, and where the real ark is before the world as they know come to an end.

Book Giveaway Winner #1

!!!!CONGRATULATIONS!!!!

Our first winner of the Summer Book Giveaway is....

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!!!! Zara @Inspired_Author !!!!!!

(Zara, please contact me so I can send you your choice of book from the bookshelf)

With winners every week, please stay tuned for next week's winner.....

Book Review: Mr. Monk on the Road

I really enjoyed this story in the Monk series, "Mr. Monk on the Road." It started off as usual with Monk being involved and solving a murder then it moved on to the subject in the title, him getting his brother out of his house and hitting the road in an RV camper. At first, everything seemed random, the way he kept finding murders and trying to get involved with each case. Notice I said TRYING, with Teeger by his side, she kept him focused on their mission, to show his brother, Ambrose, the world with out stepping foot outside the comfort and safety of his 'home' aka, the RV camper. I kept wondering what the end would hold for me as I am use to Monk stories being about a particular quest to solve a particular murder mystery with lots of yummy mysteries in between. I was floored at the end of the book. It was everything I hoped it to be. Mysteries solved! This story is all about making sacrifices and facing fears, something Teeger and the Monk brothers have to overcome.

* * * * * stars all the way!!!!!! :D

Summer Book Giveaway!!!!

Summer is finally here and school is out! What better time to hit the libraries, bookstores and friends bookshelves for the ultimate reading experiences. How about free books? Yes, everyone loves free! :D Of Thoughts and Words blog will be giving away free books and other fun surprises all summer long. This is what you have to do to enter.....

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Check out the Bookshelf for the first wave of prize books. I will add books and other prizes every Sunday.

*If you are under the age of 18, please be sure to get your parents permission. If you win, I will need a name and an address to send you your book prize. :)

Happy Reading (and writing!)

The Sound of the Universe

I am a stargazer at heart. Everything about the universe makes me swoon. It's beauty, diversity, mystique, grandeur, and vastness is breathtaking. But what is it like out there? Have you ever wondered what the universe sounds like as you gaze out at the night sky. What about a galaxy, a star or even a passing comet. What does a star nursery sound like. Is it loud, explosive, deafening, or quiet, peaceful, and faint. I would imagine it has to have some kind of sound. Nothing as violent as a supernova can be silent. Or even the birth of a star, combustion has to have a sound of some kind. Below is a beautiful video of pictures of the universe as seen through the lens of the Hubble. While it does not have the sound of the universe on it, the pictures can only make you wonder, dream and guess what it is really like out there, sounds and sights alike!

Enjoy!

In the News: I Inspire, inc

I recently came across this wonderful site called I Inspire, inc. What a wonderful cause to support! Reading to children is a must in my book, reading to children who are ill is a greater must. Check out the I Inspire page and show your support in bringing comfort, inspiration and empowerment to children. "Like" the page and send in donations. With your help and support, this organization and its volunteers will reach the hearts of many sick and/or hospitalized children.

Here is some general information taken from their facebook page: I Inspire, inc. is a U.S. based nonprofit that uses the arts to soothe hearts and inspire minds. Our signature program is "I Inspire Hearts™" where community volunteers read stories to children in hospitals using iPads. This aids in the mental and emotional health of children helping to make a rather antiseptic environment more warm and comforting to them.

Their mission is to use the Arts as a unifying tool that comforts children, enhances personal development, brings people together, raises social awareness, builds understanding across communities and inspires people to think, create, share, collaborate and volunteer for positive change.

For more information contact:

email: info@iinspireinc.org

732.659.4929

A Story in Every Song

I would like to think that musicians are every bit like writers. They have a story to tell in their music. Every song has it's tale. I like to hear these pieces, especially the ones with no words and try to hear and feel the story the musician is trying to tell. I have recently been listening to an instrumental track where the artist is using an Armenian Duduk. Listen to the video then read my interpretation. :) I would love to hear your interpretation of this song as well! :D

This is a sad story, one that ends with uncertainty. It is a story of two hearts who desire unity but destined to be torn apart. The heart of the past and the heart of the future. The past, dark cold and empty, and the future, bright warm and full of life, has so much to gain in their relationship. With the knowledge which the past possess, the future has the opportunity to be better, to have a greater quality of life. With the future, the past the ability to right wrongs, have a second chance to live and grow from its mistakes. But these two hearts can not exist together. They are destined to be separate, longing for each others embrace, an eternal marriage. But, perhaps, not all is lost on this doomed couple. Perhaps their story is not over. They have one thing in common, one thing that links them together forever, one thing that can never change. They have the present. The present will keep these to hearts joined together until the day comes when there is no past, present or future.

Blog Treasures

I have been busy lately and have not been able to post regularly all the little bits of treasures I have found over the web. I will post them today, they are all so wonderful that even late, they are a treasure to behold! :D

First, Katrina Lantz shares some wonderful notes on, Hook (What is it, parts of a hook) and Theme and Structure at a conference she attended. Jump on over to her blog, it is worth the read!

Second, Heather Mccorkle gives advice.. on taking Industry Advice. When you have a lot of great people telling you conflicting advice about your writing, it can be very daunting. Who do you listen to, or do you listen at all? Check out her blog and how she views taking industry advice. Don't forget to check out her Twitter Tuesday post with lots of goodies there.

Third, lots of wonderful and insightful poetry over at the blog of A Poet Named Fida. My favorite for this week is "All She Needed," that poem described exactly how I was feeling at the time! :D

Fourth, Karen Strong gave me lots to think about regarding my Word Count Obsession and her Never Give Up post was right on time! I wont bore you with all the little details but I will say this, I am inspired. I will not give up on any of my dreams, especially my writing dreams! :) Thanks Karen!

I will end this post with a video talking about the difference between a Writer and an Author. Enjoy!

Character Music

I have been spending a lot of time trying to develop one of my characters in my novel. In my attempt to get to know her, hear her voice, I have learned a lot about her personality, her history, and culture. Like many writers, I sometimes like to listen to music while I write. I find that it helps me block out other noises around the house like the tv, computer, phone and etc. I was listening to Yanni one day while writing about this particular character, Nusa from the Naqabashi clan. One of the instruments playing was a duduk, an Armenian instrument. It was really pretty. It somehow fit in with the mood of the writing, the personality of my character, and the topic being discussed. So I looked around for other songs similar to Yanni's and came across this cd. I chose three songs that I felt represented my character's situation:

Nare nare

Araksi artassouken

Nusrat's allap

Although all of the songs were really nice, most just were not what I needed for Nusa.

What music or song would best define your character?

Web Picture of the week!

This photo of the Milky Way Galaxy has been feeding my muse for the past couple of days since I found it. What I find so amazing about is that it was produced by a amateur photographer, Nick Risinger, who spent an entire year photographing the night sky in various regions. It took him over 37,000 exposures to complete this beautiful masterpiece of our night sky. For someone like me who lives in a city where seeing a star in the night sky is rare, this photo reminds me of my early childhood when I could stare up at the night sky in awe at the sheer beauty and mystery of the universe. Forget counting sheep, I counted stars! ( I miss those days.) Check out Mr. Risinger's website, Photopic Sky Survey. An awesome feature of the website is you can actually zoom in on different areas of the picture (I mean reeeally zoom in) without losing the clarity of the photo. This picture will be feeding my muse for a long time!

Summer TBR List 2011

With summer approaching, I want to get together a list of books to keep me entertained and away from the tube. (except for Phineas & Ferb, MONK, and a few other shows I can't live with out :D) So I am looking for some great reads. Got any suggestions? Here is a little background info on stuff I like to read. I love SCIFI!!!!! So anything along that line is great (so long as it is not romantic stuff. I HATE romance novels!) I also love detective, mystery novels like Agatha Christie and Lee Goldberg's MONK series. So what is out there? My goal is to read 25 books over the course of the summer. So I need good books that keep me going. IF I am not hooked within the first two chapters, it is all down hill for me. Unfortunately, I have the mind of a toddler when it comes to things I'm not interested in!

My Summer To Be Read List

1. The Maze Runner by James Dashner

2. Polaris by Jack McDevitt (bought it a while back, figured I ought to read it :/)

3. The Gift by Zaipa Ibrahim

4. The Tale of Hawthorn House by Susan Wittig Albert

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The Shape Of Stories (video of Kurt Vonnegut)

This is a hilarious video that explains the shape of a story. The Professor actually describes three types of story plots. I would love to thank Katrina L. Lantz for sharing this video on her blog. :)

What story are you writing?

Life among the stars

One day, after we have depleted all our earth's resources, we will look to other planets to call home. One day, when our air is thicker than the fog rolling over the hills and heavier than rain fall we will look to our galaxy for a better drink. One day, when the ground can no longer support life, it may be possible to form colonies of life on dead planetary bodies. Who knows, it may be that one day we may get it right and preserve the one true blue gem we have in our solor system. If not, we may be looking at spheredome colonies as future homes of our kind. *Sigh*

Dearest Mama

Through out my life, Allah (swt) has blessed with so many things, awesome family, trusted friends, valuable life experiences, fun travels, wonderful job, good health, and a great sense of humor. :D But there is not one blessing from Allah (swt) that I cherish greater than the mother He blessed me with.

Dearest mama,

You are my heart, my soul, my wonder and my goal.

I love you mama because you…..

Loved, nutured and cared for me, even when I was wrong.

Offered me wisdom and guidance as a wonderful role model through every bumpy turn and fall I took.

Valued my feelings, ideas, hopes, and dreams even when no one else did.

Encouraged, inspired and supported me in all my endeavors no matter how far my imagination carried me away.

Devoted your life and made great sacrifices for me so that one day, I too could touch the lives and hearts of so many family, friends and the stranger in need.

me, for who I was, am and will always be,

your precious child, eldest daughter, and best friend.

With all my heart,

I love you Mama.Y

The Ultimate Mother's Day Story

This mother's day, we left out at 6:30 am to visit my mom's grave and to say a special prayer for her. As our usual custom, we clean her grave area, clear away plant/grass/leaf debris, and plant new flowers. We went to three-four different stores until we found one, Albertson, that was open so early on a Sunday morning, a holiday at that. We bought some flowers, a potted hanging plant and some pretty sunflowers which her favorite. We arrived at the cemetery. It was a really nice morning, the kind of morning she loved working out in her garden in, cool, misty and peaceful.

The welcome committee :)

Meet the mama bird.

We were greeted by two birds tweeting away on her grave. (My youngest sister has always been afraid of birds since her very young years when she got chased down by a bunch of chickens hungry for some food she had :D She was the first to notice the birds and begged us to get rid of them before she got out the car. Of course I had to decline since I didn't think mama would approve, so she sat in the car most of the time we were there.)

Mama bird trying to scare us off

Daddy bird also trying to charge and scare us off

I was touched the little birds were keeping her company on such a thoughtful day and so early in the morning. In Malaysia, mama loved it when birds visited her garden. But as we got out and approached the grave, the mama bird got really nervous and started squaking at us really loud. The closer we got, the more aggitated and aggressive she became protecting her ground nest. Another bird, I'm assuming was the daddy bird, was running around in circles squaking as well. We decided to quickly put the flowers down and move away from the grave so that the mother would relax. She got scared and ran off as we put the flower pot and sunflowers but stayed very close tweeting. They tried to scare us away by charging at us and showing their firey orange tail feathers.

The flowers.

Once we were done, we prayed and backed away. But for some reason they would not return to the nest. We moved our car further away and waited to see if they'd return. Still, they were hesitant to return to the nest. Then my sister thought that the hanging plant might be scaring them, after all, the hook did look like a larger bird neck and head! So we went back and she took the hanging plant away.

The nest.

At first she was just going to remove the hanger from the plant and replace it but the mama bird slowly began to inch her way back to her nest the minute the hanging plant was gone. So, we decided to bring it home with us but left the sunflowers on mama's grave. It was the most sweetest thing ever! It felt like reaffirmation of the wonderful, loving, caring person my mama was during her life, the legacy she left behind that continues on in her memory. My mama was the person everyone turned to for guidance, help, protection, education, reassurance, love, encouragement, knowledge and wisdom and tuna tacos. :) It is no wonder this cute bird family chose her place of rest as a nesting ground for their future legacy despite the fact that there is not much in the way of foliage protection that most birds use to guard their nest.

Today was the ultimate mother's day memory since the last mother's day we shared with my mom before she passed away. I love and miss her very much. She will always be in my heart, a treasure that can never be taken away or lost.

Blog treasures

Thanks to a wonderful blogger and future book author, Heather McCorkle (I'm so waiting for her story, "To Ride a Puca" to find a home in the publishing industry) who shared this most excellent genre link. I am always confused when it comes to assigning my stories a genre. But now, all my worries are gone. Here is a fab-tabulous link to a website called, "Book Country," their genre map describes each genre and sub-genres within each category. They even give examples of authors who exemplify the genre. Definitely check out the site, it is very informational.

Here is another bit of treasure I found as well. This blog Confessions of Suite 500 offers what they call First Page Shooter. The authors critique the first 250 words of fiction manuscripts (middle grade to adult, all genres). Be sure to check their How it Works post and the Directions post before you submit your first 250 words.

Good luck! & Happy Writing!

If Walls Could Talk

Image by Jorge Jacinto. Taken from this site

There is an old earthling saying, “If walls could talk, the tales they would tell.” We were built millennia ago by space faring earthlings escaping the inhumanity of their race and searching for a new place to call home. Every brick, bolt, and steel bulkhead used to construct us embodied their hopes and dreams of a new start. Little did they know they also entrenched us with lies, deception and treachery of their past. We were naught but objects to protect them from the harsh elements and wild creatures and centuries later, their own injustices. We were walls of secrecy, walls of deception. The earthlings hid nothing from us; breathing a life in us they could never fathom. But we were more than just mere walls of their fashion and desires. We were sentient, brought to life by their greed and treachery. We were watching; we were listening; we were recording; we were historical eyewitnesses of the last of the human race. They are gone now, destroyed by their own hands, a fate they desperately tried to escape a millennia ago. We are now free to tell their tales, tales locked away in the walls of our being. We are the walls of Earthen, come witness the death of humanity.

Copyright © 2011 SN Taylor, All Rights Reserved

Top Ten: The Library!

Adelanto Branch Library

(it looks a little different now from when I was growing up.

It has been remodeled since I was a kid but still brings back great memories)

Why I LOVE My Local Library.

(and all libraries)