Introduction


Hey all,

I hope your holidays were happy, and that you were able to spend the season with loved ones. Mine was a nice, I spent most of Christmas Eve cooking, and then spent Christmas Day with my family, enjoying holiday movies.

I wanted to squeeze in this post before the holidays, but never got around to it. I’m not sure what lead me to writing this post. What I can tell you is that this post began with me jotting down random lines, and then it transformed into… Well I suppose I could call this an introduction to my fictional universe.

 

Too tired to see straight.

Too tired to think straight.

Can’t even write great.

Fuck trying to freeze frame, and drop the pen at a satisfied place. Cause at this pace I’m in it for the chase. I can’t quit this race till I know happens, though I can’t even tell ya if the heroine escapes.

 Or if every vision is worth the headache, induced by the chase. In a world where every piece of information obtained, is a fight to keep humanity safe.

 Look, I started this book, with single idea that turned into a vision. With ten years’ worth of revisions, but I’m on a mission.

No lie, if I play my cards right these visionary ideas will connect, and lead you through a psychological mind fuck.

 Add a bit of political gain for flavor, and I can guarantee you’ll want to savor every word till you reach the end of that last page.

That last sentence, is still a distant daydream, I can’t even see it on the horizon.

 But that’s not important.

Right now, I’ve got bigger fish to fry, like my antagonist battle cry.

Hold up.

 Now, where am I?

 Oh yeah, my head’s up in the sky. Cause I’m caught up in a fictional universe.

Where global warming is not only nonexistent, but it’s been reversed.

 Walking in a world where, nobody passes judgement, on the complexion of your pigment. Where no one spits on your religion, or your sexual orientation, or gender transition.

Where women are considered equal to men.

To humanitarian’s discrimination is frowned upon, chiming equality for everyone.

I’m surrounded by futuristic gadgetry, in a world where world peace isn’t just a hopeful dream it’s actually achieved.

 However, this warning I will deliver. What does good for humanity and the planet will always seek to be destroyed by the far-right conservatives, and one man’s promises to make the rich richer.

But my antagonist has got a hidden agenda.

That last line might seem wrongfully placed, but read between the lines, and you’ll understand what I’ve got in mind.

Get it? Oh well onto the next line.

The far-right push for a leader who can make this world better suited for them. A plan they should’ve seriously reconsidered. Cause, their man is planning an assault on the humanitarians who made this world a safe environment.

Far right brace yourselves, cause another world war is about to begin.

This is where Jenny and the WIA step in.

Rule, in every way looks posed to win the battle, but in actuality they might lose the war.

They’ll be in for a rude awakening, when the rest of humanity gets into traction.

They’ll jump into action, fighting for everything the UN’s worked so hard to build and maintain.

For this world is their salvation, and world peace is their proudest achievement to date.

Hash tag fuck JLJ.

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A love that matters


Your sleeping body wrapped around me so tightly.
You exhale and with that your breath tickles against my earlobe.
Our hands intertwine under the covers, in the early morning hours, and we find that our souls mate together.
A connection which brings us one step closer to true love’s intoxicating power.
I love the way you hold me, so firm and yet so gentle.
Never has a woman’s touch felt so incredible.
While in your arms I am at my most vulnerable, but you make my world feel safe and secure, that I actually find myself sleeping more soundly than ever before.
A kind of quality that only you could possess.
You are the perfect combination of passion and pleasure.
I’ll always remember that our love is a rare find, and that you’re someone special.
You fulfill every single one of my desires.
Babe with you I will never crave a taste of the finer things, nor could I ever crave the love of another.
Simply because my love, our is what truly matters.

Ode to my Triplex


Dearest triplex I can’t wait to own you, to get to know, but most of all I cannot wait to customize you.

To give each of your rooms a splash of color, to smell the smells of fresh paint.

Shaping each room to meet its fullest potential.

Cosmetically remodeling your bathrooms, giving each of your bathtubs, sinks, and tiles a new sparkle.

Removing all of your dated kitchen cabinetry and replacing them with modern unfinished beauties.

I can already see your kitchen appliances shimmering, fitting in perfectly with the new cabinetry.

Oh how I can not wait to start building you up and to give you all that is needed to shine as if you’re a newly built beauty, and with closing day a mere 9 days away; I pack my things up patiently.

Awaiting for the deed, the keys, and the paperwork, soon it’ll be a matter of signing at the x then you’ll officially be my first property.

The odds


I’m standing on a threshold, holding my breath as I prepare to dive into the unknown, and although I know that life is uncertain, I know just as well that it’s impossible to predict one moment to the next.

But I do know this to be true and to be certain, life has taught me many lessons, so therefore for the most part I know which roads to which I can venture down and which ones to avoid altogether.

I’ve been through hell and back, survived loads of different weather, and have still managed to keep my sense of humor in tact.

I’ve gone hungry, I gave charitably as often as I could, I’ve treated friends like family, and my family… Well they’re family, and family is family.

I’ve overcome great obstacles, which some would consider impossible odds, and I’ve been giggle and mocked for chasing my dreams, and have been told many times over that I won’t get far.

But I simply look at the naysayers, roll my eyes, and shake them off, for I know what I want out of life; which will always leave me thirsty for more.

I’ve been belittled, I’ve been taunted and pushed, and as I think back on those experiences now I stop and I smile, for I have fought my way through a huge battle, and I’m stronger now than when the battle began.

I am an underdog and I am a champion.

Poetic love and poetic justice


I come from a country where all people are created equal, and today same sex love has been declared equal.

So I jump up and down shouting hooray, while posting my excitement on Facebook, WordPress, LinkedIn, and Twitter.

Today is an historic day and it is one that I will surely remember.

For now love is love and all couples are offically considered equal

Poetry of the writer


My day starts and ends in the same place where it begins.

Here at my desk I sit with a  fresh cup of coffee in hand.

I turn on my laptop with a push of a button, and proceed to to wake up my brain with a read through my favorite blogs.

Book must, Paula acton, along with the ever popular I didn’t have my glasses on, can always be counted upon.

After a delightful mental warm up, I move on to the important stuff.

With a click of a word doc I immerse myself into a world where writing, fighting, preserving, and the art of trying holds the to key to surviving, for young Rebecca Reilly.

I type and I type, and I type some more till I’ve reached that critical juncture.

I’ve either just written one thousand words, or I have just completed a chapter.

Either way it is considered to be, not a bad day worth of work for this aspiring writer.

Top it off with a blog post of my own and I remain one happy writer, and so I end my day in the same place where I began.

Sitting at my desk with a keyboard under my hands.