Losing the Boomer Blues

Losing the Boomer Blues is hard to do when we’re dealing with the nasty effects of Covid. Boomers Chicks, Mary, Jane, and Lucy agree this masking up and staying away from friends and family is a drag. We must be vaccinated to end this pandemic. Boomer Chicks Mask Up!

Boomer chicks, Mary, Jane, and Lucy are leading the movement to get every man, woman, and child vaccinated. Show the world what healthy living is all about. We have to mask up and take a shot in the arm to save others. If we want to be free, we have to choose to save humanity. No human left out. Please chose life over death. Stop the spread of COVID-19.

Getting to Know You

If you have read any of my books, you know me by now. But I would like to get to know you too. I guess we are a lot alike. Right now, we are crazy scared about this outlaw virus. I was dead tired when I went to bed last night. Before I woke up this morning, I dreamed I was in a room with people who were not wearing masks. I was the only one who was wearing one. And as I walked around, I became increasingly more concerned about my physical well-being. I decided to escape as fast as I could, but there weren’t any exit doors! The people were laughing. I was scared to death. When I woke up, my heart was pounding.

How about you? Have you had strange dreams too? Let’s talk about those dreams. We are not alone. Let’s open this up for discussion. Let’s get through this nightmare together. Right here and right now. Mask up and stay safe.

Dreams Are Becoming Nightmares

We are living in a nightmare scenario, but we can find peace and rise above it all. The solution to the problem is quite simple but people are standing in the way of a better outcome. They always have. We are divided in half like an apple and need to bite around the core to find the answer. The core holds the truth we are all seeking. We need to plant new seeds in order to grow healthier apples. All the apples on the tree are unhealthy. That is because man has polluted what God has created. Fires and floods are destroying the earth. Man is too stubborn to admit that he has failed to protect what God created. But there is hope. We can stop the hate and begin loving again. We can wear a mask and get vaccinated to stop Covid-19 from mutating. God knows we want to end this! Why try to reach the moon when our brothers and sisters and the earth are dying? Face the facts or suffer the consequences. Time is running out. Our dreams are becoming nightmares because no one listens to the truth. God loves all His creations but evil men love only their possessions. Love life enough to defend it. It’s time to plant healthy seeds before we destroy all of humanity.

What is Happening?

Do you ever feel like you just woke up from a bad dream and realized you’re still living in a nightmare? I think it’s time to stand up to those elected fat cats who are not protecting our rights. They aren’t interested in anything but control over their wealth, not the wealth of our nation. They should be writing laws that help all Americans live past this pandemic, hate, and climate change, but they are only interested in voting down what would save the masses. Either that or they write laws to keep voters from casting their vote. Yes, voter suppression by any means possible. They pull the wool over our eyes and watch us die with all their lies. They can pass those kinds of laws but not the ones that outlaw guns, racism, Covid-19, and pollution. Why? If they did, they wouldn’t be rich!

You

Fragments of jewels gone unnoticed because you choose not to expose them.
Little bits and pieces of glitter shinning in the sunlight yet hidden in the night.
Now and then, you’d let me in, and I saw what you tied to hide,
You’d give me a foolish smile and frightened stare, wondering if I’d run from you in fear.
We are all different, you would say, and I would turn and walk away.
Every single time I found you, I lost you.

What Collage Art Means to the Author

Collage art means a lot of things to me as an author. When you think of it, written words in fiction form a story collage. The reader puts together the puzzle while reading the story. Words become art transforming the beauty of a story as one imagines it to be. Stories are words dancing on paper and presenting a cast of characters right before your eyes.