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February 28, 2025

Book Rants - Feb 2025

Here are the books I had read and some unfinished reads.

~ Books I read ~


01 - Lady of Ashes (#1) by Christine Trent

What's it about: lady undertaker, deaths, funerals, politics, the queen, war
Sadly this is not entirely about a lady undertaker solving murders as that bit was buried at the end of the book. The main character didn't do much investigating and the killer was caught quickly. This part is just another event along with all other events in the main character's life. There isn't a particular storyline that is focused on too long. You can say this book is stuffed with too many things that what was the best parts (the undertaking, the murders, the train crash) are buried with everything else.
    The boring bits are the politics that involved various people and Queen Victoria who seemed like a caricature - I didn't care much for her viewpoint or the various other viewpoints. I haven't decide if I want to continue the series as the second book also involves the royal family which I really don't like reading about and also many viewpoints.

February 27, 2025

Blogging from A-Z Challenge 2025

Blogging from A-Z Challenge 2025
I have done the Blogging from A-Z Challenge every April for almost as long it existed. I think this is a good challenge to sort of challenge a blogger's patience (by posting every day except Sundays for a whole month guided by the alphabets) and their perseverance because so many quit after the letter A. If you didn't plan ahead and wrote all 26 posts, it might seemed daunting to have to write them in a rush to post on time.
    The challenge for me is to keep thinking and writing posts and sometimes a day ahead but most, I write a post the day before I post it. Yes, it would be easier and less stressful to plan ahead but I'm not one to plan anything ahead and even if did write all the posts, I would still end up changing many of them.
    Usually I have no themes so it's random things that I hope entertains readers and maybe some fictions as I can't help but include some but I keep them short. This year, I'm thinking if I do the challenge, I would pick words and talk about whatever comes from those words. But I don't know. It's easier to say to do something than to actually do it. I'm still debating whether to do the challenge or not.
    Anyway, I thought I repost the badges I made for the challenge this year. The theme for these badges is beginning or spring so that's why the little plant and the sun. (I've revised the winner's badge a tiny bit as the word winner wasn't quite balance in the first version.) These are alternatives and not the official badges. You may use these as you like. (Click on them for the large views so you can download.) (More about the challenge here.)
not official badge - version 1
not official badge - version 2
not official badge - winner badge

Do you plan on doing the Blogging From A-Z Challenge this April?

February 26, 2025

Fiction: Premonitions & Happenstances

This is sort of connected to The Soul Guardian story (part 1, part 2, part 3).

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Fiction: Premonitions & Happenstances

~ January 2025 ~

Penelope Grace stands in the middle of the road as a bus careens toward her while a light drizzle falls. The bus screeches to a halt and Penelope walks around to the side and bangs on the bus door. "Open up!" she shouts. The door swings open. "What do you want?" says the driver.
    Penelope steps inside the bus and leans a little toward the driver. She glances down at his uniform with his name sewn into the pocket and back up to his face. "Mr. Quincy, you must not take the bus onto the bridge. It is unsafe. Please, take the other route," says Penelope, her large green eyes meet his small brown ones.
    "How did you know my name? Never mind. See here, lady, if the bridge is unsafe, I would have been notified," he says.
    In Penelope's premonition, lightning strikes the bridge and causes it to collapse and the bus gets caught in the motion and drag down into the ocean. By the light of someone's phone, she had seen the horror-filled faces as they all drowned. Two hours ago, when she got out of the vision, she was sprawled on the floor of her tiny bedroom and shivering from being in the water even though she hadn't really been there.

February 25, 2025

Words for Wednesday Prompts - Feb 26, 2025

This February, I am the host for Words for Wednesday. Words for Wednesday is started by Delores a while ago. Now the prompts are hosted by various people on various blogs with Elephant's Child as the coordinator. The aim of Words for Wednesday is to encourage us to write using some or all of the prompts.

This week's prompts are:

1 - premonition
2 - onion

3 - temperature
4 - seventh
5 - weirdo

Charlotte (Mother Owl)'s color of February is Glass Elephant Blue. See the color at Charlotte's blog over here.

You may write your piece in the comments or post it on your blog. If posting on your blog, please leave a direct link to the post so we can all visit you. Have fun writing!

This is my last week hosting Words for Wednesday. For March prompts, River will be providing the prompts and they will be hosted at her blog, Drifting through life.

February 19, 2025

Fiction: The Soul Guardian 3 (End)

[ Read Part 1 here, Part 2 here ]

~ January 2012 ~

"Hello, Mr. Blue," says Penelope. Anson hasn't accepted the nickname but it's an appropriate title for he always wears navy blue from head to toe. When she first started calling him that, she had glanced at his biker boots and said, "Someday, I'll get a pair of boots like yours." A certain thrill had ran through him but he dismissed it. He doesn't try to remember all that she says but somehow her words stick in his head.
    "Why aren't you up there with her?" says Penelope.
    Anson keeps his eyes up at the five-story building. The falling rain blocks most of his view but he senses the lady's hesitation. Even after all these years, he is still unused to knowing what his charge is feeling and thinking. He lowers his eyes toward the ground.  
    "Oh! I get it! It's only after she suffers does she realize she wants to live. But isn't it cruel? What if she breaks more than a leg? But that's life, right?" Penelope's constant queries irks him and yet, he likes her curiosity.
    "Quick, Mr. Blue! Move that truck so she can land on it! You can save her some suffering!" Penelope is waving her hands wildly between the truck and the falling lady.
    Without thinking, Anson lifts a finger and swipes the air. The gray truck moves and she lands on the roof but the sound is drowned out by the rain. Anson appears on the roof of the truck. The lady's soul sits up from her body lying on her stomach. He taps her shoulder and her soul seeps back into her body. Just a fracture bone in her left leg and yet, for this one decision, she will pay for it in her future.
    What have he done? A guardian's job is to keep the soul safe and not to interfere with their lives, not even to save them some suffering - this Anson reminds himself. He likes to believe every decision is judicious but is it? He looks up at the gray sky. What limitless pain humans give themselves. The danger isn't always outside but what's within. He looks back at Penelope. She is grinning up at him and waving two thumbs up. As he turns away from her, he notes she has grown taller in the past five years.
    As he returns to the ground, Emanuela's voice speaks in his head. "Poor child. Sadly, it matters little where she lands. But you are to extend your guardianship for a bit longer but time matters little to us." Her voice fades away. Anson considers her words. Does time matters when you aren't living?

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February 18, 2025

Words for Wednesday Prompts - Feb 19, 2025

This February, I am the host for Words for Wednesday. Words for Wednesday is started by Delores a while ago. Now the prompts are hosted by various people on various blogs with Elephant's Child as the coordinator. The aim of Words for Wednesday is to encourage us to write using some or all of the prompts.

This week's prompts are:

1 - scumbag
2 - qualm
3 - judicious
4 - limitless
5 - danger

Charlotte (Mother Owl)'s color of February is Glass Elephant Blue. See the color at Charlotte's blog over here.

You may write your piece in the comments or post it on your blog. If posting on your blog, please leave a direct link to the post so we can all visit you. Have fun writing!

February 15, 2025

Music on my playlist lately - Feb 2025

drawing -record player, cup of tea
I don't listen to as much new music as I used to. Before, I would anticipate album releases and even go to the store to buy them (cds) but now nothing. But I do like to listen to new music though most of my favorites artists aren't releasing albums. It's like everyone's on a break or something so the rare releases makes new music all the more precious.
    I might have spent a bit of time at youtube listening to music and watching music videos. There are these things called topics where you can listen to entire albums for free with commercials. If an artist has a youtube channel, you can check out their music by clicking on releases or you can just search for an artist. This is a nice way to listen to samples before you make any purchases.
    Here are three recent albums I have added to my playlist recently:

01 - Bii - With You  (released in 2024)
Language: Mandarin with one song in Korean
Genre: pop/rock/R&B/heavy metal (for the last track)
Listen at youtube here >
The last track (I will survive) is a bit not to my liking as I'm not into heavy metal music and it really doesn't go with the rest of the album. My favorite's so far is glacier and first snow.

02 - Jon McLaughlin - All the things I say to myself (released in 2021)
Language: English
Genre: pop/rock
Listen at youtube here >
This might be a bit preachy (in terms of lyrics) but I still like it. My favorite songs are a break up song, people like you, and how to say goodbye.

03 - Matt Nathanson - King of (un)simple (released in 2025)
Language:
English
Genre: pop/rock
Listen at youtube here > or check it out in other places listed here.
I've been a fan of Matt Nathanson for a while and always look forward to his album releases. King of (un)simple is just released last week so I didn't get to listen that long but it is pretty good so far. I stopped listening to track 2 (Pablo Picasso) as I don't like the four-letter f word being used and I really prefer if artists stop cursing in music but that's a preference. The last song (impossible things) and first song (map at the mall) are my favorites so far.

What music have you been listening to?

February 12, 2025

Fiction: The Soul Guardian 2

[ Read Part 1 over here ]

~ January 2007 ~

Somewhere in the middle of remembering and forgetting, Anson recalls in her future, the child will be named Penelope. He sneaks a glance at the girl and turns away.
    "What's your name?" Her loud voice surprises Anson again. She has been asking and he has been dodging. What does it matter what he is called? Besides, Anson is not his real name.
    The child's body's constant attempts to wake from her deep sleep causes her soul to wander and as her guardian, she would always find Anson until her soul settles in place. Her constant appearance puts a dent in his calm and yet, he cannot deny her presence makes him curious. But as she will not remember him when she returns to the living, there is no need to interact with her any more than necessary. He must return her, however cruel it may be.
    They appear at the hospital where the child has been moved to a large room full of other children. Anson gives her soul a gentle tap and she slips back to her body. She is still a tiny form from her years of starvation but he notes she has grown a little in two years. He gives her a second glance and leaves.
    Thoughts of his old life trickles through his mind. Childhood with absent parents. Working through medical school. Residency at a small hospital which he gained much needed experiences. It would have been followed with a fellowship at a prestigious hospital. All gone in just five minutes by a single act of imbecility. The abruptness of it all had made him angry but he had lived a thorough if incomplete life and that should have been enough.
    Anson can't help but think of his damaged body lying in a small white room and being kept alive by machines. As long as his body lives, Anson will always be tethered to it. If some day, his body is released from its hold, he would move on to a new life or so he believes. After many years as a guardian, he has stopped wondering about his fate.
    Unlike Anson, most soul guardians are untethered to any bodies. They have what some might called ghost bodies as they are neither alive nor dead. All souls return to their bodies, move on to the next life or become a soul guardian. There is one exception - runaways. Runaways are souls who have gotten away from their bodies. Sometimes they lose connections with their assigned guardians and this make them lose their way. If they are tethered to a body, that body will die after 49 days as no runaway can ever survive without a body and no body can ever survive without a soul. Runaways are rare and only the oldest of guardians have ever encountered them.
    If Anson's guardian hadn't showed up in time, would he have been a runaway and lost himself and then faded from existence? Anson moves away from those thoughts. He has work to do.
    A woman opens her car door just as a guy stabs her, pushes her to the pavement and drives the car away. The woman lies on the ground with blood soaking her coat. Anson stands over her. In her state between delirium and sobriety, she sees him but her eyes does not linger on Anson. She pulls out a phone from her coat pocket and presses the screen. The voice on the other line speaks but the woman loses consciousness. Anson bends down toward the phone and gives the street name and the necessity for an ambulance.  
    A few moments later, Anson stands beside the stolen car where the thief had crashed it into a pole. The thief's soul detaches from his body and Anson forces him back with a hard push. The kid, perhaps seventeen or older, opens his eyes briefly before slumping his head on the wheel. Anson waves a hand at the car and the alarm screams. Lights flicker on in the surrounding shops. In this late hour, a few people comes out and rushes toward the scene. Anson silences the alarm before leaving.
    In another street, Anson appears. A woman with short, silver hair with a youthful face passes by him. She gives him a nod and he returns it. Her name is Emanuela and she was once Anson's guardian. As guardians, they can simply send thoughts to each other even across a great distance but Emanuela rarely likes to do that nor does she likes to talk.
    When Anson first met her some nine years ago, Emanuela had simply said to him, either he stay with his body or become a temporary guardian. Since then, she has spoken little to him.
    Perhaps the passing of years has made Anson more introspective but Anson does not seek the company of other guardians although they all sense each other's presence. Though his work is solitary, Anson does not mind it. After all the chaos of living, he prefers it.
    Penelope appears but Anson keeps his eyes averted from her smiling face.

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This week's Words for Wednesday prompts are: cruel, return, sneak, solitary, middle. More Words for Wednesday over here.

February 11, 2025

Words for Wednesday Prompts - Feb 12, 2025

This February, I am the host for Words for Wednesday. Words for Wednesday is started by Delores a while ago. Now the prompts are hosted by various people on various blogs with Elephant's Child as the coordinator. The aim of Words for Wednesday is to encourage us to write using some or all of the prompts.

This week's prompts are:

1 - cruel
2 - return
3 - sneak
4 - solitary
5 - middle

Charlotte (Mother Owl)'s color of February is Glass Elephant Blue. See the color at Charlotte's blog over here.

You may write your piece in the comments or post it on your blog. If posting on your blog, please leave a direct link to the post so we can all visit you. Have fun writing!

February 06, 2025

Fiction: The Soul Guardian 1

~ January 2005 ~

Another soul forgotten. How easy for humans to abandon each other. At this late hour, in this dark alleyway dumpster, there are few humans passing by. Even with a light beaming down on her, she goes unnoticed.
    Anson kneels down by the child and places a hand on her small form curved in a fetus position. His warmth will do little for this young one. The child's soul appears beside him. He straightens up and looks her over. Such a fragile child but she cannot leave, not yet. Anson doesn't like it but it's not his decision.
    She tugs his hand. Anson pulls away and points to her body. "You belong there," he says in a calm voice. He gives her a gentle tap on her shoulder and she seeps back into her body. He whistles. A dog's bark echoes. Taking a few steps back, Anson eases into the shadows.
    A doberman steps into the light follow by a woman holding onto the dog's leash. Quickly, she assesses the situation and takes out her phone. Anson leaves before the dog can react to his presence.
    Further down the streets, Anson continues his walk. A quaver sweeps over the land - a chorus like cries of lost children echoed lightly in the air. Anson stops. A sinking feeling like he has missed something comes over him. The sound vanishes bit by bit. All soul guardians can hear and feel this disquiet every one hundred days but no one knows what it truly means. Anson lets out a breath.
    With a single thought, he can move from place to place but that is a rather dull way to travel. He prefers to use his body and keep the human habit. He has no worries about time and yet, everything he does depends on time. A second, a minute, might mean the difference between living and dying.
    He soon comes to a three-story house. Inside, a man is pounding his fat fists into a woman. She falls onto broken bottles on the floor. Her fingers find a large piece and she shoves the shard into the man's right thigh. He collapses to the floor. His soul appears beside his body. Beady eyes look from his body to Anson. Anson gives the man a hard shove, sending his soul back into his body. Without thinking, Anson presses a foot on the man's wound making him scream. After a few seconds, Anson releases his foot. It isn't his place to punish. The man falls unconscious.
    The woman scrambles away from the man, not even noticing her bare left foot is bleeding. Long years of violence has unstrung her. She trembles but her eyes remain dry as she shifts her body into a tight ball. Anson places a hand on her shoulder. The warmth from his touch provides poor comfort. She continues to sit and stare. In a few moments, she will call the police. Anson leaves. It isn't pleasant to linger. The man will continue almost without any regrets while the woman will be haunted for the rest of her life.
    Out in the open night air, Anson takes in a breath though he doesn't need it. His next assignment is far away. He must travel by thought. He appears inside a collapsed building where two men and a woman are crawling their way through an air duct to get inside. Their headlamps light the space and their dirt-covered faces. Anson leaves them and appears inside an open area. Under a pile of fallen ceiling, a boy and his brother are unconscious. Beside them, their mother lies on her stomach, dead, like the others in the semi-darkness. One of the boys is clutching an mp3 player. Anson flicks his fingers and the player's screen brightens. He chooses a slow song and turns up the volume to the highest level and then he waits. Later, he watches the boys being carried out but he doesn't stay.
    The night is long. But as he starts walking toward his next assignment, the little child from before appears beside him. He presses his lips tight. He must be resolute. She must go back. He turns around and the child follows.

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This week's Words for Wednesday prompts are: abandon, vanish, quaver, unstring, poorMore Words for Wednesday over here.

February 05, 2025

IWSG Feb 2025: Plot Pet Peeves

Insecure Writer’s Support Group
Reading is a preference which I have to remind myself whenever I read something pretty dumb. Here are some of my plot pet peeves:

01 - When the protagonist is knocked unconscious or taken away so he/she is not a witness to an important event and neither is the reader until afterward — I only read maybe three books with this but it's still annoying because there seems to be no reason for it and if there is a reason, it isn't all that great. If the protagonist doesn't witness an event - okay fine but if the reader doesn't get to witness it either - why? So maybe in a book where readers only get one point of view it makes sense he/she wouldn't witness something when they are not there but this doesn't mean they can't get another character to tell about the event in a detail manner instead of a summary.

02 - When a character delays in telling another (mainly the protagonist) something important or hide something that could have an impact on the whole of the story or clear up a huge misunderstanding — The whole I want to protect him/her is not really much of an excuse because eventually this something will get out in the worst kind of way to make the protagonist suffer more. Once in a while, having characters tell each other secrets (sooner rather than later) is not such a terrible thing. I get so annoyed when things get dragged out for too long.

03 - A small subplot (such as a petty crime) is talked of throughout a book and then is dropped/dismissed after a while with little or no explanation — If you open up a problem, however minor, talk about it throughout the book, it should have a resolution and not a one-sentence dismissal or completely forgotten.

04 - Bad guy/villain coming back from the dead for the third or fourth time — I'm not talking about fake deaths, I'm talking about a character dies and then gets resurrected in a way that they are the same. I know some villains are so good (or loved by readers) that they get resurrected but I hate that. If a bad guy is killed off, he/she should stay dead. What purpose is it to bring back dead bad guys except to prove that the good guy will only be better if he/she battles with the same bad guy or prove how incompetent the good guy is at killing bad guys?

05 - A character (maybe the bad guy/villain or even a main character) gets minor or no punishment after they admit their wrongdoing — Some of them even get forgiven which I have always found kind of wrong especially if someone tries to kill you, forgiving them seems like saying it's okay, I don't mind dying, blab, blab... There should be consequences to people's actions, some type of punishment or karma especially if they did something terrible or wrong.

What are some of your plot pet peeves?

(I got this plot pet peeves idea from Pages Unbound over here. I couldn't comment on that post because I have no wordpress or facebook.)
  
[More about the group over at the Insecure Writer’s Support Group blog here]

February 04, 2025

Words for Wednesday Prompts - Feb 5, 2025

This February, I am the host for Words for Wednesday. Words for Wednesday is started by Delores a while ago. Now the prompts are hosted by various people on various blogs with Elephant's Child as the coordinator. The aim of Words for Wednesday is to encourage us to write using some or all of the prompts.

This week's prompts are:

1 - abandon
2 - vanish
3 - quaver
4 - unstring
5 - poor

Charlotte (Mother Owl)'s color of February is Glass Elephant Blue. See the color at Charlotte's blog over here.

You may write your piece in the comments or post it on your blog. If posting on your blog, please leave a direct link to the post so we can all visit you. Have fun writing!

February 01, 2025

Books Rants - January 2025

I spent the month mostly eating chocolate to kind of celebrate my birthday and watching a bit way too much youtube and reading.  Here are the books I read this January.

01 - Gathering Mist (Timber Creek K-9 Mystery #9) by Margaret Mizushima

What's it about: K-9, handlers, animals, search & rescue, missing child, light romance
Thoughts: Mattie (the main character) is working in a different town and the usual cast of characters other than Cole (the other main character), is not around. I suppose this is to widen Mattie's world to maybe change the direction of the series, I don't know, I just know I would prefer they stay in her small town. I still enjoy reading about the dog Robo and Mattie, the handler. The wedding at the end is a bit mushy, too emotional and I probably would skip it if it wasn't part of the book. If this is the final book of the series, it's a good send-off.