Coming soon: A collection of fantastic short stories or Short Stories of Fantasy

Good Morning.

Not too much of a blog here, but thought I’d update you.

I’m in the editing stages of Matt’s Murder, a murder mystery set in horse country.

I’m taking a chapter a day, working with Grammarly (have to be careful, sometimes it

doesn’t always understand what I’m trying to achieve.)

I’ve also pulled Legacy of Danger 

So far I have two BETA readers (people who read your book and give their opinion. What they liked what they didn’t like about plot line, characters, believeability—whatever they want to share. If anyone wants to participate, please let me know.

I’ve read four books since my last update. Haven’t gotten around to reviewing them, yet. And the TBR list keeps growing. (Isn’t there a song about that?  Oops, that was Charlie and the MTA.)

Ever become so overwhelmed with a mountain of books that your head is literally spinning—eyes crossing? Mine is. Anyway, here’s another book to read, if you don’t have anything better to do. (And, who has nothing to do when there’s a book around?)

Hope you enjoy my new WordPress blog.  http://www.paguthrie.wordpress.com

SAINT CECELIA By Lois Jean Guthrie, poet, artist and musician

Mom as a young woman 001

Sorry, picture kind-of skewed.

My mother lost her eyesight from a detached retina in the 60’s. A tragedy, because my mother was a pianist, a poet and an artist. She could do none of those things after she lost her sight. (or, at least, she thought she couldn’t)

 

Saint Cecelia by Lois Jean Guthrie

Cecelia, were your sightless eyes so bent

Upon the keyboard or raised heavenward

That Eros, when his fierce wings beat against your heart

Was denied admission until mind and song

Had tamed him to angelic memory?

Web of Grace by Lois Jean Guthrie

When all earth seems to sleep in drifts of snow

Suddenly a cardinal may sing

And skeletons of dead leaves madly blow

Among the newly burgeoned buds of spring;

Half past midsummer’s forenoon simmering

Sumac with one crimson leaf as plum

Becomes fall’s herald; southbound geese take wing

From frozen fields that harbor a perfume

Distilled when meadow sweet

nature bird water animal

was in full bloom;

In every season present, future, past

Are woven as if once upon a loom

Of timelessness, our own lives threads held fast

Web of Grace by Lois Jean Guthrie

When all earth seems to sleep in drifts of snow

Suddenly a cardinal may sing

And skeletons of dead leaves madly blow

Among the newly burgeoned buds of spring;

Half past midsummer’s forenoon simmering

Sumac with one crimson leaf as plum

Becomes fall’s herald; southbound geese take wing

From frozen fields that harbor a perfume

Distilled when meadow sweet

nature bird water animal

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

was in full bloom;

In every season present, future, past

Are woven as if once upon a loom

Of timelessness, our own lives threads held fast

Within the patterned web whereby with grace

Alpha and Omega interlace.

Diabetes, You and Me

I thought this might be a great platform to bring up the very scary  non-fiction topic of Diabetes. Two major diabetic groups Type 1 diabetes, usually starts at birth—your pancreas doesn’t work very well  and Type 2 diabetes, onsets later in life.  The former you’ll probably need insulin, the latter, medication and diet control. For me, the diet control is the worst. I have a constant craving for sweets of all kinds.

Results from cheating:  Today, my blood sugar spiked, then went down, then spiked again. I take Metformin, and so far it’s kept my levels at just a bit high, but pretty much normal. Today it went from 192 am  to 240 to 340 420 and now down to 221.  All in one day. Yes, yes, doctor’s visit tomorrow. It’s never fluctuated like that.

For you diabetics, there’s lots of information you can get over the Internet, but these are some things you should know.

 

My symptoms: These started several years ago. The doctors diagnosed me with pre-diabetes. Nothing to worry about. Really? That’s how it starts for most diabetics.

Sometimes I couldn’t hold the brush to groom Dixie (my horse.) I was carrying on, when, oops, the brush slipped out of my hand and landed two or three stalls down. My toes tingled, my skin itched esp. the scalp (and yes, I scratched it)  and my right arm shows pin pricks all over. Then, the fatigue set in. Naps have become a staple in my afternoon activities.And, there’s the dizzy spells. Usual activities of riding, writing, reading, singing kind of hard.

Why is this happening?  Cheating on my diet.

Diet:  That will come in a future (maybe even tomorrow) blog post.

Need to know: Diet, prognosis for a diabetic, can I cheat? Diabetes is nothing to play around with. No kidding. Keep a watch over your blood sugar. (I’m not really that bad, except for today)

Now that I’ve cheered you up,

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Doing’s at Guthrie’s Writing Cottage: What I’m reading.

“It is rare however that I’ve found one that hits the mark of damaged people and relationships as well as author Patricia A. Guthrie has done with ‘Waterlilies Over My Grave’” Hmm. This was a cut and paste from a review for “Waterlilies.”  This was a glitch in my copy and paste technique, but I think I’ll leave it.

Good morning,

Thought I might catch you up with the doing’s at Guthrie’s Writing Cottage. Here’s a few things that might be of interest.

I’m reading Rayne Halls informative book “Why Does My Book Not Sell: 20 simple fixes.” An intersting look on what can go wrong in the marketing process. This includes the cover, the blurb, the target audience, social media, websites and blogs and much more. If you’re a writer and need some help improving some of these areas, this book might be for you.

I’ve also read and reviewed:  “Legend of the Walking Dead’ by Joy Nwosu Lo-Bamijoka (RRBC)  “Elizabeth’s War” by D.L. Finn, “The Fall of Lilith” by Vashti Quiroz Vega, Those were the recent books. I have a list of TBRs. (TO BE READS)  Which leads me to my next question, how in the world do you read all the books you want to READ and keep up with your work in progress?  (WIP)

My car’s in the shop; needs a new battery. So my dilemma. Do I read or do I write?

Have a good day everyone.

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