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The Origin of The Red Wolf and Its Teachings

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  Why a Red Wolf: The Origin Story My blog came about for a college course. It developed over time as I figured out how to be a blogger and narrowed down what I wanted to write about. For me, naming something is difficult, whether it's a story or stuffed animal (hey, it's a big decision!). But naming my blog without really knowing the content it would contain, I decided it had to be a general name. And privacy was my main issue, so I thought, "I love red and I love wolves, so 'Red Wolf .'" It would become my name. In one of my drawing courses, my teacher spent several classes discussing the concept of space. A blog is a personal space for the writer, so I looked through words for describing a space. "Room" won out because it starts with the letter "R" to match "Red." So, that's the story of "Red Wolf's Room." I recently thought to look into the significance of a red wolf since that color of wolf actually does exi...

Celebrate Beltane with Gods, Goddesses & a Little Witchcraft

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Swarms ASMR is hosting this magical collab, so head over to her channel and check out her other videos! The video description includes a list of several other talented ASMRtists, so be sure to check them out, too! The idea for this video started with my posting Johanna Polle's (more on her below) Instagram post of  Nemetona  on a Discord channel that has various ASMRtists. An online friend suggested that JessKCreative do a roleplay as Nemetona and then, the idea snowballed from there with a bunch of ASMRtists getting in on the action. Et voilà, this collab was born!  Celtic Goddesses BE FOREWARNED: The story behind goddesses, especially Celtic ones, is a tangled web with conflicting information and similarities since Christianity changed the Pagan information, gods and goddesses evolved and different cultures share similar information, (i.e., Ireland versus Scotland). Note: The goddesses mentioned below may appear in the video above. These amazing Goddess prints are des...

The Top 3 Ways Toys Inspire YOUR Story

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Photo by  Khanh Steven  on  Unsplash Please note : I will be focusing on dolls, but this relates to any type of toy you own or have owned.  I grew up with a Barbie collection, a Bratz collection and one My Scene doll (Barbie, naturally). Looking back, they were more than just dolls, more than fashion icons. They allowed me to express myself before I realized that I had a passion for writing. I honestly still have "a passion for fashion" and love online fashion games and looking through magazines. But the dolls did more for me than I knew.  Barbie dolls 1) Dolls Develop Imagination Yep, storytelling! (Didn't see that coming, I'll bet). My dolls let me create stories or re-enact the ones I saw on television. Kidnappings, evil step-sisters, saving friends from near-death experiences, meeting Prince Charming, I had a million of 'em. I also had about 26 Barbies at one point, all with different themes. One was Rapunzel, another was an aerobics instructor name Theresa,...

Take a Road Trip through Ireland with Love & Luck by Jenna Evans Welch

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Cliffs of Moher - Photo by  Sarah Donisi  on  Unsplash If I were writing a travel brochure for Ireland, I start with what it smells like. It's a combination of just-fallen rain mixed with earth and something else, something secret. For me,  Love & Luck  by Jenna Evans Welch is reminiscent of the movie Leap Year because it follows the protagonist on a road trip across Ireland and she encounters many ups and downs along the way. But the plot of Love & Luck is quite different as it's a coming-of-age story. Its genre is YA fiction. I picked up this novel because I'm part Irish and would love to explore the country one day. I am fascinated by Irish lore and love getting swept up in the magic of the tales.  Love & Luck seems to be the unofficial second book since Welch's previous novel, Love & Gelato , follows Lina, Addie's best friend, and explains why she's in Italy. But readers, like myself, who have not read Lina' story are given enoug...

Historical Fiction At a Glance: The Cooneen Ghost & Alias Grace

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Recently, I decided to limit the genre of books I review for this blog. Before, I would just read any book that tickled my fancy (I'm a mood reader) from my bookshelf and then, if I felt like it, I'd review it. Now, I will review only books in these categories: Historical Fiction Mystery Fantasy (including YA) To begin this transition, I read "The Unbidden Visitor," a short story by Dianne Ascroft . It's a historical fiction piece that's based on the tale of the Cooneen/Coonian Ghost in Northern Ireland.  In 1913, Bridget Murphy and her six children lived in a cottage on a farm in County Fermanagh.  Her husband had died in a freak accident some time before poltergeist activity started up in their house, from knocking and banging to levitating dishes to drawers slamming shut on people's hands. The family had the local priest visit several times to remove the presence and bless the home, but it didn't help. Eventually, the Murphy family sailed to America...

Writing Woes: A Tale of Rejection

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Writers are like anyone else; they don’t like rejection. People seek to avoid rejection, which means they will also avoid opportunities and people that could have made a lasting impact on them. Whether we like it or not, life is a balance and, in that balance, there is pleasure as well as pain. Image source:  https://www.pexels.com/photo/focus-photo-of-yellow-paper-near-trash-can-850216/ This blog post describes my own experience of how I dealt with rejection as a writer. There is no quick and easy way to deal with it. Everyone deals with rejection differently. It could be slower or it could be faster than another person. Just remember to not compare yourself to others. I am sharing my story to hopefully provide you with some insight should you ever find yourself in a similar position. You are not alone.  I’m also sharing to entertain you. After all, people love stories. The Beginning In the middle of the night, I sat among the shadows of my room with my lamp’s light focus...