Saturday, August 23, 2014

Someday He'll Come?

When I was little, I believed in fairy tales. I knew that one day my prince would come riding on a white horse to rescue me. Okay when I turned thirteen. The horse turned into a car.

High school came along, guys came and went. I graduated without finding Mr. Right. I kept the hope alive. After all, I had plenty of single friends.

The college years, I met a couple guys. Again, I struck out. More friends left college married, compared to the single ones. No need to panic, right?

In my twenties, the hope slowly started to fade. More friends found their prince or princess. I lost contact with many due to being their single friend. At least I had one or two single friends left.

The thirties came four years ago and men disappeared from my life. If I have any guy in my life, they are mostly friends. There is a
part of me that still wants to believe my prince will come on his white horse. Hey, maybe I'll take a frog prince instead. That was my favorite fairy tale growing up after all. I used to love the saying, "you have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find our prince."

As I enter the mid-thirties I've pretty much have given up on fairy tales. They are fiction, nothing more. If I want to find love, do I just have to rely on my books or movies? Is there any chance, that he's out there? As the song below goes. Could we be wishing on the same bright star?
 

Saturday, August 9, 2014

Dream: Haunting

I really need to stop watching A Haunting on Destination America before I fall asleep. Had a dream where my parents bought this mansion that was connected to an old school building.

I moved into the guest wing that led to the school. I fell in love with the house, only to find it haunted. There was a guy with black hair and a black mustache that haunted the living room area. The man wore a light blue/navy blue plaid shirt with jeans. It appeared he died in the eighties.

My wing even had a ballroom. The ballroom, you could find an elderly couple dancing. It was very sweet.

If you took a walk into the school, you would find kids all over the place. It looked like school was in session, but according to my parents the place had been abandoned fifty years ago.

Of course, I woke up before my dream self would think to do research on the ghosts.

Naturally, the dream gave me some ideas for a story. I love when that happens.

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Coffee....Coffee....Coffee...

Coffee. I love it. I need it. Life without it, is useless. Okay,
maybe not useless. But I do love my coffee.

I'm trying to remember my life before coffee. Where did my love for coffee even start? Could it have been when my grandmom would give me a mug with milk and a teaspoon of coffee when I was little?

In high school, I started with the cafe mocha and the lattes. There used to be this coffee house in the city that my friends and I would go to. Think of the TV show, Friends. There was a couch and all. Of course, we didn't always get the couch, but it was there. Unfortunately the placed closed down.

College? I needed it to stay awake.

Fast forward and here I am drinking a cup as I write this. It's not exactly morning or afternoon. It's evening. It's not even decaf coffee. Its gotten to the point, I can drink it at night and fall asleep when I'm done. 

I drink it all morning at work, but lately in the afternoon, I have to say no to my coffee and go for the energy drink to stay awake. Is it wrong that I have had afternoons where I do both?

If I ever have to give up coffee, I might cry.


Monday, August 4, 2014

Hi there!

Hi there, the name is Robyn and I'm starting fresh. I've had this blog for a couple of years but I abandoned it. This is my attempt to start all over again.

Not sure where to start about my life or even me. I'll admit it. I don't have a very exciting life. I'm thirty-four years and single. I have lived near Cleveland, Ohio for many years.

The basics? I love reading. I started off with Steven Kellogg to Laura Ingalls Wilder to Jane Austen, and last but not least - Stephen King. Who am I kidding? I've read so many authors and each one has influenced me in some way.

If I must choose. Jane Austen is my all-time favorite. There is just something about her writing that sucked me in.

Don't make me pick a favorite TV show or movie. There are too many to choose from. You'll see I'm sure throughout the blog what I love. For example, get ready for blog posts on Once Upon a Time and Supernatural.

Hmm, what else? I love to write. I hope soon, a book or two might find its way on a bookshelf in a bookstore near you.

Anything else you would like to know?

I leave you with one of my favorite songs right now. It's been out for awhile, but it's a good song that keeps me going.