I have a dilemma. I’m really enjoying writing this story and part of me wants to keep posting it here so I get feedback and the other part acknowledges the fact that it isn’t the smartest thing if I’m hoping to make it good enough to publish one day.

What to do??

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This is undoubtedly the most awesome word to use when describing someone who is utterly evil.

It makes me so happy. You just have no idea.

I discovered something amazing today while working on a story.

Harrumphed.

It’s an accepted word in the MSWord dictionary. In fact. It even corrected my spelling when I dared to type in only one ‘r’.

I realize there are many such onomatopoetic words, (Words that describe a sound similar to the one you make when saying them), I just had no idea that harrumph was a recognized one.

It’s brilliant. And it has made my day. It has also made me quite determined to use both harrumphed and onomatopoetic in a conversation.
The former because it’s next to impossible to work into an every-day sentence (when not telling a story)and the latter because it sounds fun.
Wish me luck!

I’m freezing. I’m fully clothed, slippers and all, in my house… and I’m freezing. it’s not cool.

I have a dark little secret to share.

I’m infinitely fond of books with a darker side to them. I won’t admit it to the general population but a character with a dark nasty past and who isn’t wholly good is the ultimate attraction for me. I would never want to meet him, or date him, but in my world of fantasy he is just the kind of person who can distract me completely and utterly from the world.

Lately I’ve been having a hard time finding books that really catch my attention, in fact, I’ve hardly been reading at all lately which is quite the drastic change for me.

I had intended to write a review for Memoirs of a Geisha which I just recently read, but who knows if I actually will get around to doing it properly, so for now I will just say that it was an amazingly well written book, which was so catching I read it in an evening and didn’t want to put it down.
(which has nothing to do with the reason I started this post)

Anne Bishop. The Author, is the reason I began this post.

She is one of the few authors that has me utterly entranced at the moment, I’ve read five or six of her books and each and every one was good enough that I read them from cover to cover in one sitting.
The books are The Black Jewel trilogy, and others relating to realm thereof.
They are dark. There is sex, slavery, sex slavery, death, and all manner of horrible nasty things which I don’t actually enjoy reading but draw you in none-the-less.
But there is also emotion, love, betrayal, forgiveness…
The writing is unique and completely unapologetic. There is no mincing words, you see it all just like it is intended to be seen, good/bad/profane, all of it.

I love it.

Don’t read her works if you are easily offended or embarrassed. Or no – actually. If you are, you should definitely read them. It would be good for you.

I give her five stars and cannot wait until I can go pick up the first book in another series she has written and find out if it is as good as what I have already read. I do believe they involve someone who goes by the name of Sebastian, but other than that, I know nothing.
Bookstore – Here I come!

Do you still think that it is impossible for another planet to have developed under the same conditions as our own?

I have discovered the ultimate method to determining the direction your life is going when you are in the most extreme stages of doubt and utter confusion.
The recipe is as follows;
Don’t sleep. If you are really and truly desperate you will understand that your mind comes up with the most amazing ideas while deprived of le snooze.
Drink unbelievable amounts of beverages (hot or cold, depending on personal choice) that contain obscene amounts of caffeine. Mixed with an already sleep deprived brain it serves to aid in the keeping awake and also makes any hallucinations appear in color rather than the always drab black and white.
I would also recommend some type of background noise. Strange and unidentifiable music can be used if there is no other option but highest on the list is consecutively running episodes of a tv show that is at least ten seasons long. Preferably one that you have never seen before.
It is then, while your brain mindlessly consumes hours of witty banter and sexual innuendo while trying not to shut itself down completely that you will truly discover the answer to life, the universe, and everything.

Of course at this stage it is still a theory and though in actual testing the true results remain unknown. The test subject is showing signs of deliria, and oddly increased mental proficiency though the long awaited breakthrough has not yet been forthcoming. (Though of course as soon as it is the news will be shared with the world)

More coffee is required.

Here is a little drop of information for you. Malaria, commonly associated with Africa, which is where it is most prevalent, is not contagious. Not in any tradition sense of the word. It cannot be passed on through physical contact, and it is only an airborne contagion when it is in the gut of a flying mosquito.

The only way to contract malaria is from blood to blood. Therefore if you are dumb enough to stick your hand in some strangers blood who happens to have it, yes, you can catch it. If you are even more unintelligent and share a needle with someone who is infected, then once again, yes you can become infected too. And if your mother happened to have it when you were squirming around in her abdomen then yeah, you’re gonna get it too. However the most common way is to be bitten by a mosquito that is a carrier for the disease. More specifically you can only contract it from a female mosquito, as they are the only ones that actually drink blood.

Why do I feel the need to share this? It’s a matter of proving my point. I was informed this week in no uncertain terms that malaria is highly contagious. =.= Pfft.

I rest my case.

I am Theriaka. Spelt slightly differently my name would be an age old antidote believed to cure… nearly every poison out there. Spelt such as it is however, it is me.
You can call me Ther if you feel the need for a nickname to make you more comfortable.
Pronunciation? I’m sure you were just about to ask. Like Cher, with a lisp. Try it out. You know you want to.
If you need help pronouncing Cher… go home. This blog is wasted on you.

Why have I created a blog? Why does anyone? My previous 3 are not enough for me. I am just such a well of creativity and boredom that I need one more anonymous persona online to keep me happy.
What is this blog about? It has no fixed topic. However it will include my photography and perhaps some creative writing. Other than that, your guess is as good as mine.
If at anytime you have a topic you feel needs to be written about and posted in a completely out of the way, one out of millions, no one will ever notice me! Blog. Then please, drop me a link. I always need random topics.

Politely, sincerely and regretfully yours,
Ther