For a person who’s always talking to herself (in her head), it’s weird that when I sit down to write a blog post, I often find I have nothing to say. Or I do, but I can’t make up my mind to say it. Will you hate me if I say this or that? Am I lecturing you (as I’m wont to do)? Should I make a list instead? People like lists! Or should l try to tell you something you don’t know about, say, the menace of trolls to Icelandic tourism? (But then, you know so much more about that than I do. And anyway, I don’t like facts – they get in the way of a good story.)
So, well, here are some of the things that have crossed my mind this morning…and to hell with it.
Me Too. I get Me Too, I really do. And yet…anything…
AUTHOR OF ROMANCE, CRIME DRAMAS AND POETRY SET IN GLASGOW, ITALY AND BRAZIL ALSO AVAILABLE ON KINDLE firstname.lastname@example.org
THE RICHEST MAN ON EARTH
THE YOUNG SHEPHERD LOOKED UP
TO THE HEAVENS AND SMILED
HE THANKED THE JEWELLED SKY
FOR HIS GOOD FORTUNE
HIS WIFE, THEIR TWIN BOYS,FOUR
SHEEP AND TWO GOATS.
THE JEWELLED SKY LOOKED DOWN ON HIM AND SMILED KNOWING
MANY HAD THANKED IT FOR THEIR GOOD FORTUNE THINKING THAT THEY OWNED THE RICHES OF THE WORLD
BUT ONLY THE YOUNG SHEPHERD WITH HIS WIFE, TWIN BOYS ,FOUR SHEEP AND TWO GOATS WAS TRULY THE RICHEST MAN IN THE WORLD.
BY CHINA ALEXANDRIA AUTHOR
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