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A Token of His Love

 

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When the night is long
and sleep eludes me
I think of you
until the solace
of slumber
transforms thought
into dream.

I drift within illusion
until I know you’re
by my side,
and I wake
to drink you in.

Your warmth enlivens me,
your taste lingers sweet
upon my lips,
awakening my senses,
stirring my soul,
leaving me longing
for more,
and always,
always, I rise
to pour myself
another cup . . .

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My husband loves me. I know this because he brings me coffee every morning. Over the years, I have come to equate this sweet gesture with love. It may simply be nothing more than a desire to keep me from going into caffeine withdrawals, which he would then have to deal with he comes home after a hard days work, but I prefer to think of it as a sign of his undying love and affection for me.

There was this one day though . . .

I awoke to an empty nightstand. No hot cup of coffee awaiting me. I didn’t remember him waking me to say goodbye, have a good day, or getting my morning kiss. I kind of started to panic.

I figured he’d passed away in the kitchen.

I know, morbid, but I was really tired and hadn’t had any coffee yet, so I wasn’t thinking clearly. I knew I had to get up and go check his pulse and stuff before the kids got out of bed, but I was in mourning and having a hard time extracting myself from the cocoon of covers I was snuggled up in. I was thinking about who to call first and what I would wear to the funeral. It was a really awful way to begin a new day.

I pulled myself together as much as I could and tiptoed down the hallway to peek into the kitchen, his body wasn’t there. He must have breathed his last breath in the garage, or maybe even in the driveway. I checked. He was nowhere to be found. Obviously, he must have been kidnapped as he was pulling the motorcycle out of the garage.

I went back into the empty kitchen and put on a pot of coffee while I tried to remember the number for 911, but then my phone dinged. It was a text. I wondered if the police texted people these days, maybe they found him already and were letting me know.

I readied myself for whatever news awaited me and swiped the screen. The message was from him, or maybe his kidnappers, there was no way to know until I read it.

‘Just got to work – late. Was in a rush this morning. I love you. Make you some coffee when I get home.’

You know what? I was pissed. Then I was relieved. Then I was pissed. How could he put me through all that turmoil? I was prepared to go identify his body! After a couple cups of coffee I realized how silly I was being and I was actually pretty jazzed about getting a bonus cup of coffee when he got home.

That was the last time we stayed up late binging on Netflix.

Holding His Hand

img_0580Sometimes I look at him and I don’t see him, not the way he is right now. I see the little boy he used to be, the one who snuggled up so close to me I could feel his heart beating and I mourn for those moments in some small way. I can feel him, the memory is that strong. I smell his little boy smell and I inhale the past like I won’t be able to breathe another breath if I don’t.

Yesterday, I held his little hand in mine. It was so tiny and so dependent on me to hold and guide him in the right direction, to lead him and keep him safe. That little hand of his held on tight. It wrapped around my fingers for security and comfort. I can almost still feel it, a precious hand safely tucked inside of mine.

Today, he held my hand in his. It was bigger than my own, and I held on tight, dependent on the comfort and security I felt within its grasp. My hand, the one that held on to his for so long, was being held. I was the one who needed guidance, I was the one who needed the security of a hand bigger than my own. I simply sat there for as long as I could with my hand tucked safely inside of his.

In that moment, my heart beat in time with his, I know it did. We were one. This amazing human being I once carried within my womb was holding my heart in his hand and I was so overwhelmed with emotion I feared he would think he’d done something wrong. He didn’t though, he felt it too, he understood and he simply held my hand.

When he was born and I cradled him in my arms, I never could have imagined a day when he would be the one to cradle me . . . sometimes I truly do miss the little boy he used to be, but oh, how I cherish and admire and respect the man he has become.

Weekend Coffee Share – I may need an extra shot

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I’m late to the party, but sharing anyhow . . .

Here we are again, I wasn’t sure I’d come today. I have too much to say and not enough words to say it all. Do you ever have one of those days, or weeks as in my case right now, where just about everything feels like a roller coaster ride of emotion? I’m certain your answer is a resounding yes, being a human and all.

I hate roller coasters.

I’m not certain why this week has been so laden with anxiety. Anxiety mixed with a sorrow I’ve no real reason to feel. Perhaps it’s the season. I love December. I look forward all year to the winter chill in the air, living in Southern California, it’s a treat for this Alaskan girl. I just can’t quite put my finger on what has gotten me so out of sorts. It might just be the season, the joys of it fill me and empty me at the same time.

Coffee and company should help.

The thing is, Christmas used to be filled with family festivities and children and laughter. Caroling and visits to Santa, secret lists folded in envelopes for his eyes only. It was always about the kids, the excitement bubbling up in their giggles and the anticipation in their little eyes.

My babies are grown ups now.

My family is far away.

I miss what used to be . . .

Oh, how I do love what is, though. My boys whispering to me about what gifts they will be surprising their brothers with, my daughters voice on the line telling me about her holiday plans. But it’s different, and this year it’s gotten to me.

There’s more to it though. The people I see out and about shopping, they don’t seem joyous. I’m probably just not seeing those who are. Maybe I need to look a little harder.

I’m not the best of company, am I? I’m not like Ebenezer, so that’s something. Truthfully, I feel a wee bit better now, maybe it’s the coffee, I’m certain it’s the company! I suppose I just needed to get that out of my system, holding in feelings is never a good thing. I’m going to try letting them go now, thanks in no small way to you, for listening and letting me release a little.

I appreciate it, the next cup is on me . . . ☕️️

Want to join in and share?

Just click on in and grab a cup at

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You Don’t Have To . . . but you do

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From the bottom of my heart . . .

You don’t have to take the time to read my words, but you do.

You aren’t obligated to take an extra moment of time to like or share or comment, but you do.

I want you to know how much it means to me. How it makes my heart dance and sing each time you leave a little bit of yourself here with me. You don’t have to . . . but you do.

How I wish I could tell you just how much it means it to me.

It may seem silly, and perhaps it is, but I feel connected to each and every person who leaves their mark upon my little world here. The other world, it’s too big and noisy and crowded, this is where I feel at home.

I’ve left the door open and invited all to enter. I may not be the best hostess, I don’t always have something wonderful to say, but by coming in and saying hello, you’ve given my words value.

You make me want to open up and share, I still hold back. I’m like the hostess of a party who retreats to her room once the quests have arrived – you though, you make me want to come out and join in and I am trying.

I read an article this morning about blogging, it said you had to have a niche. It said you had to have something people want or need to hear if you ever want to be a success.

I don’t have a niche. I have a voice, one I’m learning to use a little more. Success is something subjective to me, if just one word I’ve written has moved someone, made them think, or encouraged them in some way, then I count that as a success. Damn right I do.

I recieved a well-intended message recently from a reader, she said I should focus on something. You have autistic children, make an autism blog. You are a writer, make a writing blog. You have diabetes, make a health blog. You are a poet, make a poetry blog. Do something that will draw in people who want to learn what you have to teach them.

Oh, sweet girl . . . thank you, but no.

It meant a lot to me that she would take the time to encourage me in this way, but no. That’s just not where I am right now. I can’t dedicate my mind to a singular subject, maybe one day, but not just yet.

I am grateful to that young woman, she saw something within these pages and took the time to reach out to me, it was a lovely gift and it touched my heart.

I cherish each of you, I just kind of thought you should now.

 

 

 

 

 

An Introverts Attempt at Extroverting -or-Wow, I Really Suck at Peopling

 

img_0526I did something last night. Something so totally out of character and my realm of comfort that I am still in a bit of shock. I’m kind of proud of myself, and still slightly mortified if you want to know the truth.

Here’s the thing . . . I am a little introverted, maybe a little more than a lot introverted. Full disclosure and all, I’m not good with or around people. I can fake it fairly well, most of the time, and once you get to know me it might even surprise you just how terrible I am at the whole people thing. For the most part, I tend to NOT people much.

I prefer to sit back and watch without engaging.

I have friends. They love me and I love them right back. They accept my ‘me’ness, I don’t know why, but thank God in Heaven they do. I recently found out IRL means ‘in real life’, why we need acronyms for every blasted thing we say, I have no clue, but they are there. Anyway, I have some amazing IRL friends (it hurts me to use internet shortcuts so I won’t be doing that again), the thing is, I typically think of my virtual friends as real life friends as well.

After all, they’re real and are a part of my life in some way, so in my mind, they are as real as those I can touch. Except they live in my computer. They only know me by my words and in my words introversion is just a concept. I can extrovert the crap out of words on a screen.

So back to last night, I attempted to extrovert.

I kind of made an ass out of myself.

But I crossed a line I should probably cross a little more often. I tripped over that line, but damn it, I crossed it.

See, I went out to see a show, my son was running the sound for one of our local playhouses, it was a production of A Chorus Line (it was fabulous, by the way). During intermission I thought I recognized someone from my online world.

My husband and my son told me I should go say hello. I cursed them under my breath and sat back in my seat, but I was thinking about it. And guess what?

I fricking did it.

I walked over and asked if her name was Stephanie, it was. It was her. What in the actual eff had I just done! I was people-ing!

I was a little, maybe a lot rambly and nervous and I’m fairly certain I looked and sounded like an ass. Can you believe I was actually shaking?

She was just as adorably lovely as she is online, I may have been a bit star struck as well, I’ve been reading her awesome and hilarious bloggy-bits for quite some time. She introduced me to her daughter, I don’t know the etiquette for being introduced to daughters, I reached out and shook her hand, are you supposed to do that? I think I said she was lovely, but I can’t be sure, I might have just said lovely, or I might have simply said it in my head. I dunno. I was loony-toons and so out of my element, and I don’t even really have an element.

I remember thinking about how awful my hair looked, how weird my voice sounded coming out of my facehole, and how embarrassing it was to talk to people when diabetes has stolen more than a few of your teeth.

You wanna know something? I am so, so glad I told at voice inside my head to shut up. The one telling me not to say anything. The one telling me to stay put. The one telling me I would make a fool out of myself. Well little voice, I did it despite your whisperings.

I’ll be in recovery mode for about a week now, but I did it!

Stephanie, thank you for being gracious and lovely and taking the time to talk with me for a few moments, and thank you for not signaling security to remove the somewhat psycho chick away from your table . . .

40 (plus 38 more) Awesome Gifts for the Writers, Book Lovers, & Word Nerds on Your Christmas List This Year

Christmas is almost upon us. Shopping for that perfect gift is the order of the day, (sometimes right up until that last moment before the goodies are to be unwrapped). It can be terribly difficult to find the perfect gift, and some people are notoriously harder to buy for, those people are often wordsmiths, readaholics, and grammar gurus.

I know a thing or two about just how hard it can be. I have writers, and readers, and word nerds on my own list. I also happen to be a writer, reader and word nerd myself. I’ve been told I’m not the easiest gal to find gifts for.

In an effort to make things easier for those who may not completely understand the needs and desires of those of us who live in words, I’ve compiled this here list of awesomeness.

Last years list was pretty cool too, you can check that one out —>  HERE  <—

Now, many of the amazing, fun, unique, practical, silly, and kind of perfect gifts on this years list are things I would love to have myself (You got me. All of it. I want all of it.) If someone could kindly forward this list to my husband, I would appreciate it. 

These are things I’ve found browsing the web, looking for coolness and things. I’m not being paid or receiving any other form of compensation for including any items in my awesome list of things I want, gift ideas. Of course, if any of these wonderful places offering the wonderful things would like to give me a little somethin’, I wouldn’t say no.

Here we go, in no particular order, (images clickable) awesome gifts for your favorite ink-slingers, scribes, bookworms, bibliophiles, grammarians, and philologists.

 

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As everyone thinks Ernest Hemingway said, “Write drunk, edit sober.” With that in mind, how about some Writer’s Tears whiskey?

*quote has been attributed to Hemingway, but . . . in 1964 novelist Peter De Vries wrote, “Sometimes I write drunk and revise sober, and sometimes I write sober and revise drunk.” in his novel ‘Reuben, Rueben’.

Described as ‘Gently spiced with a burst of ginger and butterscotch with background notes of toasted oak. Long, elegant finish with subtle notes of milk chocolate and almonds’.

100% Barley. Both malted and unmalted. 40% alcohol.

I don’t know how much actually writing I would get done, but it would look good on my

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Great Drinkers Shot GlassesSince we’ve got a bottle, we need something to drink from. These will work just fine. Great Drinkers Shot Glasses from The Unemployed Philosophers Guild

Take a shot with the greats, Oscar Wilde, Dorothy Parker, Winston Churchill, Yeats, and Baudelaire. Each glass has a picture of the author and of course, a quote about drinking.

Yeats glass quotes, ‘The problem with some people is that when they’re not drunk, they’re sober.’

 

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Since we’re talking booze, I thought I’d throw in this decanter, cool right? I know I like the things around me to be a little different from the usual, I think a lot of us wordy types do. Eclectic and sometimes unusual tastes in decor is kind of a thing with many creative types.

You can find this one on Amazon. That’s where I found it.

I think I would likely fill it with something other than spirits, maybe some printed pages or parchments strips with my favorite words on them. Or cool rocks. I don’t know.

 

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Personalized Keepsake Gifts: Embossed Fine Leather JournalYou usually can’t go wrong with a journal, especially a personalized one. I know I can never have enough journals. You might think I have a slight hoarding problem if you saw my own collection.

This handmade leather journal from Gift Tree can be personalized, it features 192 lined pages to jot down notes, ideas, and memories – a perfect way to preserve precious words. I really don’t need another journal. Truth is, I need many more journals. I do.

 

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For everyday writing, story ideas, and rough drafts I love using legal pads. The plain yellow ones are fine, the ones that come in various colors are great, (I like those for keeping projects separate). But I found these, and I kind of just want a few or ten.

Legal Pads offers customized pads, kind of cool, right?

 

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Kate Spade New York Quotes Pencil Set - Set of 10

 

Every writer needs something, many somethings, to write with, Barnes & Noble has this fun Kate Spade pencil set. It comes with ten pre-sharpened, bridge style pencils, each with a writerly saying.

Yours Sincerely, Take Note, Spell It Out, So Well Composed, To Whom It May Concern, What’s The word? The Dotted Line, In A Manner Of Speaking, From Me To You, 55 Words Per Minute

I don’t think a house can ever hold too many pens or pencils . . . or sharpies or gel pens or fountain pens or colored pencils or markers.

They’re collectible, right?

 

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Image result for cross pens I should probably tell you I have a pen addiction. One I have zero intention of recovering from. My absolute favorite pens come from Cross Pens. Now, before you click on over there, I must warn you . . . they are amazing and you will desire them, don’t let some of the prices scare you. They have some up to $10,000 dollars. NOT a typo. BUT, they also have gorgeous pens f0r us regular folk.

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I could use a pen that’ll last me seven years. That’s how long they say this one will last. maybe that’s why they called it The Seven Year Pen. Found this one on Amazon, but they are for sale elsewhere too.

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There is something magical about vintage typewriters, whether they are non working relics of the past that serve to inspire creativity, or those with life left to give to a page keystroke by keystroke.

There is something so satisfying about the sound of the keys being punched and the strike of each letter as it hits the page, leaving that indelible mark inked upon it.

The prices of these pieces of history range from, ‘I can do that, to holy crap.’ A quick Google search will bring up plenty of options to choose from. Etsy, eBay, and sites specializing in preserving these treasures for generations to come.

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Now this Royal Epoch Manual Typewriter I found on Amazon might be a bit more budget friendly, believe it or not, quite a few companies still make them.

Some might consider them novelty items, but there are still writers who actually sit down and pour themselves onto sheets of paper this way.

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Qwerkywriter Retro Mechanical Bluetooth KeyboardFor those who prefer a bit more tech in their savvy, there is the super-cool-I-really-want-one-the-price-has-come-down-from-last-year-pretty-please-I-need-it Qwerkywriter keyboard.

This thing is just cool. The best of both worlds.

It connects wirelessly via Bluetooth to iPhones, iPads, iMacs, MacPros, Macbooks, Android Tablets Devices, Windows Tablets, and more. It’s clicky, like the real deal. I adore that sound. This retro gadget has all the modern features you need, and I think it’s safe to say I need it. You probably need it, or someone you care about does. You should give one to them.

 

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I am in love with these vintage etched in bottles from Vinegar and Brown Paper. They are gorgeous. I kind of have an affinity for things of the past, I suppose it makes me feel connected in some way to those writers who must have sat with quill and ink, penning words to a page beneath the soft glow of candlelight.

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Windsor Travel - Writing Set ImageNow, something to put those gorgeous ink bottles to good use, a beautiful writing set like this Windsor Traveling Writing Set would be lovely.

This is another of those items that a Google search will prove helpful in finding, there are so many options and price ranges to choose from.

 

 

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This one of for lovers of classic books. I don’t know about you, but there are some books I could read over and over again, many of those are what we refer to as the classics. I also like to take a book with me everywhere I go, sometimes a couple of them. With this little gadget, I can take thousands of them.

This USB digital library includes many favorites and many more I’ve yet to read. Now, I personally prefer an actual book I can hold and turn each page, but I wouldn’t say no to one of these little doohickeys in my stocking.

 

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Back to pens again. This one is kind of cool, especially for those late night thoughts that force you to rise and write, unfortunately, to do so usually requires a light source and if someone is snoring away blissfully beside you, they aren’t always happy when you illuminate the night. So this LED pen is the perfect solution!

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Did I mention I have a slight PEN addiction (I can stop anytime I want. I won’t, but I can) This 1960s inspired pen necklace is gorgeous. Practical too.

It might surprise you to know, I am always looking for my pen. I know, I have a gazillion of them, but for some reason I am always searching got one when I need it.

With this, there is always a pen within reach.

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This library embosser made last years list too. It’s on this years list again because I think it’s just that cool, and I still don’t have one.

I love my books. MY books, so much I want to brand every single one of them so everyone knows they are MINE.

I don’t want to put sticky labels in them, or rubber stamp them with ink, that just feels wrong to me, but there is something elegant about embossing I simply love.

 

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2875_1-1-1Since I’m being honest about my hoarding and addiction issues, I may as well tell you – it’s bookmarks too. All kinds of bookmarks. I love these little Book Darts. If you’re anything like me, you carry books around with you. And if you really are anything like me, your bookmarks sometimes fall out. These nifty little things don’t do that.

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It’s a hammock. For your feet. It’s a foot hammock! I typically curl up in a comfy chair to read, or grab my laptop and plop myself down to write, but for those times I’m forced to utilize my desk, this could come in handy, or footy, whatever. It looks relaxing.

I like relaxing. I might just need try out this Geekfactory Mini Office Foot rest.

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I know, writing implements again. I cannot help it. I just can’t. These Palomino Blackwing 602 Pencils are said to be a writers favorite pencil.

The original Blackwing pencils were made from 1934-1988. Those ones, the originals, can be found on eBay for $50, the older, rarer pencils can cost $100! Dudes, John Steinbeck loved these pencils.

It was a soft pencil with wax added to the lead, the wood was cedar and it was said to require less effort to leave its mark on the page The modern version of these pencils is said to be just as good, maybe even improved. It even has a replaceable eraser. A replaceable eraser, I love that.

Another super cool thing about these pencils is a portion of the proceeds from each sale goes to the Blackwing Foundation which helps support music and artist education in schools.

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Okay, I promise – no more pencils after this. Maybe. These Storyteller pencils from The Literary Gift Company are cute though.

Each box has six pencils with a classic opening line printed on the side. ‘It was a dark and stormy night…’, ‘Once upon a time’, ‘It was a day just like any other’, ‘All this happened. More or less.’ and others . . .

Cute, right?

 

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 With all the pencils and pens, it only makes sense to include a vintage inspired sealing wax set. This Vivinsky letter set comes with an initial letter stamp.

Perfect for all those letters that will be written with the fancy pens I’ve brought to your attention.

Comes with wax stamp, wax spoon, white wax, and three sealing wax sticks.

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 How about some magnetic poetry? These are from The Writer’s Store

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Pen Nib Ring (Whimiscal Novelty Jewelry for Writer Gift) A little novelty bling? Etsy has the coolest stuff.

This is from a shop called michellemach, she has a five star rating and thousands of sales. Now. don’t get mad, but this item was sold, BUT she has tons of cool stuff for writers, readers, teachers, and librarians.

You should go see what you can find!

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Speaking of bling, how adorable is this necklace?

Approximately 18 Inches in Diameter Silver Plated Classic Link Chain and Pendant Lobster Claw NecklaceHeart Charm Measures 1″ tall x 1″ WidePackaging: Black Velvet Pouch

It’s not expensive, but it could be worth a great deal to a writer, proud of her craft.

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T-Shirts = great gift, especially when they say funny, profound, or relatable things. Writers and book readers needs to be comfy AND look good. There are so many fantastic shirts out there, click on any of these or just surf around the web a bit to find more.

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All of the things. Out of Print just has all the things. Go there. See. Get gifts.

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Olympus - VN-Series Digital Voice Recorder - Black - Front ZoomA digital voice recorder is perfect for the writer who always seems to be on the move. you never know when inspiration is going to strike!

I know my muse visits me just about anywhere, whenever it fancies, and I am often without paper or pen and we all know how hard it is to get those thoughts back sometimes.

They can be pricey, but a basic one, like this Olympus from Best Buy will do just fine.

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I’ve heard rumors about people who loan out their books to friends, I think this might be a hoax, you know, one of those urban legends. I should probably check Snopes to be sure.

I can’t imagine borrowing someone one of my books, but if I did, I would totally want one of these Personal Library Kits to keep track of who borrowed which book and when they brought it back.

Plus, I’ve always wanted to be a librarian, so I love it.

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Writer Mug

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Fun Mug! The Book is Always Better-16 oz White Ceramic Mug-Great Gift for Friend, Family, Book Lover, Book Club, Writer, Editor-Choose Color

Coffee mugs. Writers love coffee mugs. Readers love coffee mugs. They hold coffee which is life-sustaining. You can even put tea in them, hot cocoa, milk, OJ, and other . . . stuff. You should always have a few or 12 on hand.

 

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This Excelvan nightlight/booklight would make a fun addition to any book lovers decor.

It’s a folding LED nightlight that looks like a book! It’s made with a white maple wooden material, (so, something that resembles wood?), and tyvek paper. Good, strong stuff.

It can be displayed in several ways, and is able to cast light 360 degrees.

 

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Anne of Green Gables Writing Gloves - Storiarts - 1

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Storybook Baby Blanket - Storiarts - 1

Storiarts has beautiful literary items, clothing, pillows, scarves, fingerless gloves, & even something for your future readers. Perfect for showing off your love of all things literary.

 

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The Writer’s Digest Shop has gobs of great stuff for the writer in your life, they have great deals too. Don’t forget, all the pictures in this list are clickable. Go check it out!

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Elegant and functional, and I find, quite calming. An hourglass or a timer is a great gift for writers who need to pull themselves away from their craft and take a break, (but can’t seem to remember to do so), it’s quite perfect for timed writing exercises too.

This particular hourglass runs out at 60 minutes, you can find others in various time measurements as well.

 

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Shakespeare was the indisputable king of insults. His barbs and jabs were, and are, epic.

This Shakespeare Insult Generator is hilariously fun. Sling insults like a Bard.

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Out of Print Unisex Edgar Allan Poe-ka Dot Socks

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Socksmith Womens' Novelty Crew Socks

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Socksmith Womens' Novelty Crew Socks

These Out of Print and Socksmith socks from Amazon are fun, and they keep your favorite writers and readers footsies warm. You know, those creative types in your life need more than just plain old boring footwear.

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Keurig - K50 Coffeemaker - Black - Angle Zoom A nice hot cup of coffee or tea is often what writers and readers use to sustain life. I’m being serious. This is a truth. Giving them a Keurig, like this one might just prolong their time here on Earth..

They can freshly brew their choice of nirvana in a cup anytime, don’t forget a box or two of their favorite drink pods. It will keep them happy, sustained, and they will love you forever. Just don’t bother them before or after they’ve had a cup.

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Barnes & Noble Green Gift Card

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Gift cards. Easy peasy, perfect. If you’re not sure just what to get or you want to let your gift recipient pick out just what they desire, gift cards are the way to go. Maybe some new books, a few new writing apps, or some coffee . . . to be safe, one of each would be your best option. They all go together, after all. (pics are clickable if you wanna click them.)

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Poets & Writers Magazine

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A gift subscription to their favorite magazine. It’s easy to do and lasts all year! Perhaps a gift subscription to their favorite literary journal (below) as well.

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(a bunch of other cool things)

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300 Writing Prompts   Endangered Words: A Collection of Rare Gems for Word Lovers

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Pen Nib Lapel Pin Euphonics: A Poet's Dictionary of Sounds

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And last, but not least . . .

I have just a few more suggestions that just might mean the world to the writer, book lover, or grammar aficionado in your life . . .

Time for writers – It goes by so quickly, especially when you’re focused and your muse has stopped by to sweep you off your feet. Words are fickle things, you know. Once they begin to flow, they don’t always like to stop, and when their vessel (the one with the pen or keyboard) is interrupted, they retreat. Sometimes it’s hard to coax them back out to play. Writing is also sometimes the only therapeutic release some folks have, it’s essential to their well-being.

Support for writers – Writing is a fairly solitary pursuit, don’t get me wrong, that solitude is a gift, but when the work is done a writer can sometimes feel a void. It’s important to show your support, to let them know you think the words they pen are worthy, because I’ll let you in on a little secret, much of the time we writers simply aren’t sure they are.

Quiet for readers – When a reader is lost between the pages of a book, they are in another world and constant noise and intrusion tears them without mercy from the world they’ve become immersed in. Everyone escapes reality in their own way, for some it’s music, or movies or video games. Think about how you choose to unwind and then imagine not being allowed to do it. Winding down becomes being wound up and an attitude of annoyance takes the place of the calm you were seeking.

Patience for word nerds – They aren’t trying to be pretentious, not all of them anyway, they simply have a passion for language. They love words, they appreciate them and the way they are meant to be used. Don’t take it personally when they correct you, learn from them. If you like to use shortcuts or internet-speak when writing or texting, maybe take a few seconds of extra time to write out words properly when writing or texting them. You may know a lot about a particular subject, you might get a little irked when someone says something about it you know is innaccurate and maybe you’ll correct them, right? It’s the same thing for word nerds and grammar geeks.

A few more ways to show you care for your literarily inclined loved one could include refilling their empty mug of coffee, or tea cup of course. Offer a back rub, believe it or not, writing all day or engaging in a reading marathon takes a toll on the body. Ask them about what they’re working on or what they’re reading. **not while they are actively engaged in said writing or reading, for your own safety ** If you notice the light has begun to wane, quietly illuminate the room for them.

Remember too, they are not ignoring you, they are simply paying attention to themselves, and that’s important. If they didn’t love you, they would run off to a secluded cabin in the woods or a cozy little cottage on some sandy shore far away, they’ve likely considered it, but they are there . . . with you, and that’s something special

Merry Christmas my most special readers . . . I hope you find the perfect something for the special people in your lives. If you know of something that will make a nerdy heart soar, share it with me in the comments! I do love a good soaring . . .

Master of Her Craft -Uncharted – Six Sentence Stories

Carefully and meticulously, she cut and fused and cauterized img_0390every nerve, every sinew, every piece of tissue until they resembled the model of perfection she’d envisioned.

She hadn’t even broken a sweat this time, her technique was nearing perfection, she was so close to revealing her work to the world, perhaps one more and she would be ready.

Confident but cautious, she left her secluded studio beneath the cover of night to procure one last specimen.

Hubris and hate had morphed into obsession, she’d spent years practicing and perfecting the skills needed for her craft, finding the perfect canvas was a skill she’d honed with cunning and care.

When she saw him, he was huddled in the alley beneath rain drenched boxes and rotting blankets not far from the very place she’d found her first, it was fate she concluded, he was the one.

It was easy to lure him to the warehouse, the promise of a hot meal and some warm clothes always brought them scurrying after her, she never thought of them as victims . . . this one, he would be her opus.
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