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Dream Book Cover # 3


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I really love this picture. I think it could make an amazing book cover for the right book 🙂

 

~ Ash

To British Accents


People have always said I can be rather insensitive. As I sat at the end of the bar sipping my over priced rum and coke I looked around at all the women around me, a sea of women really, grinding their way through pervy inexperienced man-boys.  Didn’t these delusional ladies know that any man worth having was most definitely not going to be found in this dump?  I surveyed my surroundings; the bar was fakely upscale. I don’t think the owner realized that just because it was named Posh did not actually make it “posh”. I had heard many people refer to this establishment as a club, but there was nowhere to dance. As I continued my judgey overview of the bar I couldn’t help but laugh at myself. Figures I would be sitting here enjoying a nice stiff drink in a place like this. I must hate myself, I thought.

“Be careful how loudly you laugh at yourself, people might think you are off your meds”.  I groaned and looked to my left, “Don’t you know women don’t clamor men with fake British accents anymore?” He was momentarily shocked and then his lips stretched out into a huge smirk. “Well good, maybe I will actually have a chance with some of the women in this town, you know considering I grew up in London”. Cue wink. Oh shit. I just insulted a perfect stranger. Now would be the time to down the rest of my beverage and gracefully bow out of the conversation.

“Hey!! Where do you think you’re going? You can’t insult me and run away.” A deep laugh followed this statement. “Come on, I will buy you a drink.” Who turns down a free drink? Not this gal. “You had me at free”, I said as I perched back on my bar stool. His phone rang just at that moment giving me time to get a good glance at him without seeming creepy. His hair was a deep chestnut color. From a distance it had looked clean cut, but somehow up close it looked tousled…perfectly so. His broad shoulders filled out his dark suit, a suit that looked just like any other suit. He was your average guy it appeared, but there was a twinkle in his eye.

I snapped out of my strange staring session as I heard him say goodbye to the person at the other end of the line. I could tell by his smirk he could feel me staring at him. “So let’s talk about your opinion of British accents shall we?” And we did. We talked for hours about life, love, and the stupidest movies we had ever seen. He was only in town briefly, and we never bothered exchanging any contact information. That night reminded me to stop and smell the roses. Whenever I raise my glass I always think, “And here’s to British accents”.

 

© Ashley M. Nee 2013

Dreams


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I have been finding lately that I am getting discouraged with my writing. I feel like I never have enough time to do anything. I came across this little motivational tidbit somewhere….Pintrest maybe? When I saw this I realized that I am only 25, I have my whole life ahead of me still to get the things done that I want to get done. I thought I would share it with my loves….save it for when you get knocked down.

~Ash

Just Let Go


This is a song I wrote in 2008….I have it in MP3 and it is acoustic, thought I would share it with you all….the lyrics anyway 😉

 

Look at me

Through broken glass

See the love

That just can’t last

All the times we

Fought and cried

Tells me we’re living a lie

When is it time to just let go

Let the pain wrap around

And not be scared to show

That we’ve both moved on with life

And that we should have never let this

Slow us down

Time will only

Keep moving fast

And this thing was never built to last

So now fly free

Free to be

Whoever you couldn’t be with me

When is it time to just let go

Let the wrap around

And not be scared to show

That we’ve both moved on with life

And that we should have never let this slow us down

It’s ok to be hesitant

And never to want to take a step

But we just aren’t meant to be

There is nothing there when you say you love me

When is it time to just let go

Let the pain wrap around and not be scared to show

That we’ve both moved on with life

And that we should have never let this slow us down

© Ashley M. Nee 2008

Reality Blog Award


I continue to be amazed and surprised that so many people read my blog, which I started more for personal reasons than any other. I was nominated from Sofia Siberia for the Reality Blog Award 🙂 Thank you so much Sofia!!! 

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To receive this award I must answer five questions about myself 🙂 

1. If you could change one thing, what would you change?

I am not one for saying I would like to change things because I really believe things happen for a reason in your life. I know that if certain negative events hadn’t occurred I would not be where I am today!!!

2. If you could repeat an age, what would it be?

 Oi! None haha, every age had its ups and downs, I just want to keep moving forward, (ask me again in 15 years and I might sing a different tune!)

3. What is one thing that really scares you?

As a mom I think the thing that scares me most is that something terrible will happen to my children.

4. What is one dream you have not completed, and do you think you’ll be able to complete it?

Hmmmm I want to write a book, and yes I think one day I will complete that, not sure when, but it is in progress!

5. If you could be someone else for one day, who would it be?

This is incredibly hard! I think I would want to be J.K. Rowling, what an amazing thing to be able to see inside the mind of someone who wrote my some of my favorite books!!

Nowwwww the nominees 

World of Woosha Poetry

Deep Thinkings

scoolyswaxpoems

Eva X the Poetess

The Nice thing about strangers

Chester Maynes

Keep writing everyone I love to read your work 🙂