It’s been almost a year since I have written anything on here. I wonder if I should pick up where I left off. Life is not so good; and yet, it’s perfect in the sense that I have a granddaughter now who lives with me, along with her mother (my daughter). My mental health has gone to shit – my physical health isn’t too terrific either. I will think about blogging again. Maybe someone will care.
Cover song. So beautiful. Say something. The lyrics…..
Just read it. It’s all true. I spent 14 hours in bed today. I am PANIC stricken I have to go out tomorrow and Thursday and can’t get out of it. Imagine when I have to move? I have to figure something out. I don’t want to go to the projects. I don’t need to be taught a lesson by my mommy – I’m 51 years old for fuck’s sake!! Just stop!! Haven’t I been through enough lately? Please…
Disability denied. More info wanted. Hearing set — 10-14 MONTHS from now. Backlog she said. I could be dead I said. She said yeah. I didn’t say anything.
Ben Prescott hates Christmas—he’s a vampire, and to him, there’s certainly nothing jolly about the holiday season. While the humans are running around being merry, he’s hunting in the shadows. Ben plans to spend the holidays his way…by stalking deadly prey.
But fate has other plans for Ben.
Three visitors are coming Ben’s way…A demon who will force Ben to face his past, a ghost who will show Ben the present he could have, and a shifter who will reveal the darkness that waits in Ben’s future. Unless Ben can change his ways, he may just turn into a real monster, one who can’t be saved by anyone or anything.
‘Tis the season…to be undead.
Ben’s redemption rests in the hands of the one woman he loved and lost—Simone Laurent. If Ben is going to have a chance at being more than just the beast in the darkness, he has to prove himself to the lovely Simone. A very hard task, considering that, once upon a Christmas Eve, Simone died in Ben’s arms…
Warning: This book features one very tortured vampire, a sexy ghost from his past, and hot scenes designed to melt the winter snow. Plenty of action, adult situations, and steamy times are ahead. Happy holidays!
OK – I know I have been slacking since my surgery, and I still will – I need more sleep. I fucking hurt. No two ways around that. Rip me open, rip out some shit that has been holding me together – literally – for 1/2 my life – accident happened 10/88; it’s now 11/13. 26 years of my almost 52 years on the planet. And I hurt even more because of yet another round of false promises. Makes you feel good when you make them. doesn’t it? All altruistic and kind. But when I call and say “Can I please?” or maybe “Are you possibly please going” and you get shot down each and every time, you wonder why they even bothered in the first place. No, Omi – not about you. You I haven’t tried…♥ But basically – a big Fuck You to Lip Service. I can’t walk. Not for 3 weeks. Wow. This is gonna suck out loud!! Maybe you will get sick of me writing. I know I am sick of all of your bullshit lies.
The complete set is available. This is real horror. This is not a work of fiction.
The horror feels never ending and on top of that, though it ends physically after too long a time, it doesn’t end entirely. The author could continue his life story, his now phantom abuser in the shadows of his mind and soul, urging him on to self destruction.
But this man, to me, is no ordinary man. This man reminds me of what happens when angels are born in hell. Though he bled and cried himself to sleep many nights, there is a light in him that refuses to go out. And I believe that light will win out the darkness in the end.
If you decide to read his story, please know that by doing so, you’re not indulging in his suffering, but learning from it. Yes, there is a lot to learn in it, if you apply yourself. I don’t normally do horrific tragedy, but in this case, I think we need the scars this book puts on your psyche. These types of scars move us out of our comfort zones and into the kind of action we might not otherwise take if a situation presented itself.
So. Happy Halloween.