Empty no more.

Little Bird says… ” Happy birthday”. 😀

My life, would have been empty. Void of warmth and happiness if I was not blessed enough to know MommyLing.

Among all of my blogger friends, she’s the closest to me in regards of age. Unlike most of my blogger friends whom I’ve been lucky enough to be acquainted with, Ling and I are only one year apart, and at many levels, we’re on the same page. (Most of my blogger friends are much older than I am…usually… 10, 20, or even 30 years older than I am)

You see, before I got to know her,  I’ve always feel so out of place when I mingle around with young people… say… people who are single and still in their 20s. Strange, isn’t it? Considering that I am also that age. Yes, people…I am still in my20s. In fact, I’m just 26, though alot of people, including Claire and Smallkucing‘s Mamarazzi thought I should be at least a lady well in her 40s when they first come to my blog.

People tend to have such perception of me when they read my blog… especially if they’ started to follow my blog two-three years ago. Oh well, it can’t be helped. I sounded pretty much like a menopausal, brooding old lady with my writing, and I never did attempt to correct them.

It’s all right. I mean, I don’t mind people mistaking me for being a wrinkly, stern old lady. After all… I kinda get some kicks whenever I meet up with people who assume I’m old. Oh God, whatever wouldn’t I give to have their picture taken when they saw me for the first time? I know a lady who practically gape when she first saw me. Poor lady assume that I was actually Cleffairy’s daughter. I really had a good laugh after that. 😛

Anyway, I’m straying. Where was I? Well, yes… I was saying that I do not feel comfortable around young people who are still single. Some people will ask me why… well here’s why… I feel out of place. Very out of place. I don’t feel that I belong to that group of people anymore. Look at me…. I am 26, married, and my son is already 6 years old. Not many choose to settle down so early these days, and what common topic could I possibly have with single people my age, anyway?

I don’t belong anymore. At times, I feel empty. Before I knew Ling, I couldn’t relate to people my age… all because in terms of marital status… I’m prematurely ahead. When I chill out, I would like to talk about my family, my boy… and yes… I’d like to talk about what ails me too… you know…sometimes, we women need that kind of release. To talk about what’s bothering us… and to share our problems. We’re not necessarily looking for a solution… but merely for people who are willing to listen without attempting to judge you. And guess what? I cannot talk to people my age about all those because they are not in the same shoe as I am.

My priorities and their priorities are different…. and therefore conversation between me and my young friends, no matter how close they used to be with me, will be very awkward. What’s worst…because these people have yet to go through what I’ve gone through, they do not understand how I feel. They tend to judge and offer shallow advice when all I want is just for them to listen.

Knowing Ling… filled an empty void in my life and my heart. She’s only 1 year apart from me, she’s married, and she’s blessed with two beautiful little girls whom she dubbed as monsters occasional. Ling understood me pretty well. Ling may not know this, but last year … something happened to me. It’s nothing historic, but it’s depressing and crushing nevertheless because I felt as if I need to evaluate my life all over again. I doubted myself, and I wonder if I’m doing the right thing. She did not know, but she was my pillar of strength, and she gave me the courage I very much need to face the unexpected venom that threatens to kill me inside out.

I’m not sure if she remembers it, but she told me that sometimes to set things right, you got to confront the problems that you have in hands and sometimes, one need to be cold-blooded. She was right. Because certain things can only be solved via confrontation or by being cold blooded. She reminded me that people in my position, should never let others, especially the one that I love trample me mercilessly.

Ling is beautiful lady on the outside and I can vouch that she’s beautiful inside too. And underneath that beautiful and sweet demeanor, she’s a very strong inspirational character with faith and passion inside her. She’s someone I look up too. I admire how she handle her children, and her endless faith in her life.

This might not be much, Ling… but here’s wishing you a very happy birthday. You’re one of those few people whom I keep in my prayers before I go to bed every day( I say day cuz I dun exactly sleep night… LOL!). I hope God will bless you and your family always.

Cleffairy: Happy birthday, Ling, and thank you very much….not just for all of your yummylicious nasi goreng, red bean desserts or mysterious roasted chicken, but for being in my life…. and for being there when I needed someone to cry to.

ps: Let’s go makan makan when you and the pontianak with unruly hair free okay? Celebrate both of your birthdays together. 😀

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Starting Your Career as a Freelance Writer

I’m a freelance writer myself, and therefore, when I saw this ARC of ‘Starting Your Career as a Freelance Writer’ by Moira Allen, available for review in Netgalley, I knew I had to have it, by hook or by crook. After all, knowledge and tips on how to start/ expand your career as a freelance writer is not exactly easily available publicly.

Some of the tips in this book is one of those best kept secrets in the writing industry. Not many will want to share such knowledge with others, so personally, I think this book is a real gem.

If you’re looking for tips on how you can fully utilize your talent in writing and start freelancing, this book is a must have.This is a very useful, no-nonsense book. Very good, thumbs up for the in depth coverage in many areas.

From the back of the book:

The second edition is completely revised and updated to cover online writing, newspapers, columns, international markets, copyediting, and teaching. Learn how to:

-        Develop marketable story ideas

-        Write effective queries

-        Set realistic writing goals

-        Make time for writing

-        Hone research and interview techniques

-        Create outlines and first drafts

-        Approach editors on- and off-line

-        Prepare and submit material

-        Understand rights and contracts

-        Manage income, expenses, and taxes

-        Write and market a nonfiction book

With up-to-date information and effective tips, this all-inclusive reference gives writers the competitive advantage they need to break into the freelance writing market. Everyone wanting to make money as a writer, whether full-time or to supplement an existing career, must have this book.

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Time Tempest…

As I was searching for some royalty-free pictures for the cover of my latest novel, ‘Time Tempest’, I stumbled upon some Wallpapers, and these are some of my favourite.

This one made me think of Astrea, the fairy princess in my novel, Royal Masquerade. The only thing that differentiate the character of my creation is that Astrea has dark hair, not golden haired.

I like this one too… but somehow, it’s rather cold and emotionless…

The last two pictures are my favourite… if only they are royalty free. *SOBS*

Excerpt from Time Tempest manuscript:

“No! Big brother, stay with me! Wake up! Oh, God, wake up, big brother. Open your eyes, stay with me!” she cried out as she cradled him in her arms, desperately hold onto him as if holding him tightly to her bosom like that would sustain his life a little bit longer.

She’s not sure why she’s here, and what is going on, but the memory of last night gave  her a huge pang of regret. He left home, left her, and now, he’s dying in her arms. Again, he’s going to leave her, and this time, forever. It doesn’t matter if it’s not real. It seems real enough to her. His then warm body is now becoming colder and colder with every passing seconds, and his heart did not beat with vitality. He’s slipping away, and not knowing what to do, she embraced him tightly as she would a lover and cried her heart out in devastation.

“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry big brother. Don’t leave me. I’m so, so sorry… come back to me. I’ll do anything… anything…. anything you ask of me…” she murmured into his ears incoherently, hoping so much that he would wake up and talk to her.

“Don’t… don’t leave me. I love you.” she told him, but of course, he could no longer listen to her sob of a begging and a confession. She wants him back. It doesn’t matter if it’s those hurtful words that sprung out of anger or jealousy that he’ll hurl at her. It doesn’t matter anymore. She’ll take that a thousand times than have this; him, silenced in her arms, breathing what could be his last.

“What wouldn’t I give… what wouldn’t I give to bring you back?”  his body was so cold, and he didn’t seems to be breathing anymore. Ellinia was now grieving beyond words as she held him tightly to her own body and weep.

“I love you. More than you could ever imagine. Even if it’s wrong. I love you.”she murmured, and as if to witness her grief, she heard a sound that is similar to those of loud pendulum and ticking clocks echoing everywhere. She gasps at the familiarity of the sound. She heard this before when she was ‘dreaming’ about her and Zephyr. The only difference was that this time, it’s much louder and a lot more intimidating than the ones she heard before. The synchronization of the ticking clocks made a queer melody.

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You’ll be in my heart, always…

Initially,today’s entry is supposed to be a mad fairy ranting kinda entry, cuz I’m feeling abit low these few days… but then again, today is someone’s birthday. Someone very special to me. Do you know her? I daresay a lot of you over here know who she is.

She’s Claire. Some called her Reanaclaire… I just call her Claire… hahaha… or Mama Claire when ahemm… I wanna beg her for something…LOL. (Claire is only one year younger than my mum… so it’s kinda inappropriate for me to address her just Claire… but she didn’t seems to mind… hahahaah)

*picture ‘stolen’ from Claire’s blog‘ LOL! Pretty, isn’t she? Like a Queen beside the picture of the castle. Kekekeke… (Did you know that in Spanish, the word Reana means Queen?)

Yes, folks… today, 24th November is Claire’s birthday. I got to know her somewhere last year. Through my blog, no less.

I wrote ‘When you’re not ready to say goodbye’, and Claire commented so passionately for that article. I jotted down my thoughts about my husband’s auntie who had just lost her husband to Death… and how I did not appreciate people pestering that Auntie to make decisions that she’s not ready to make yet with her husband’s passing I wished that people would leave her alone, and if she’s not ready to let go yet and move on, just let her be.

Claire came to my blog and relates her experience of loosing her own husband when she was just in her 30s. Her comment was so touching and so sad, and even reading her experience again brings tears to my eyes. Since then, I come to learn that Claire is not just an ordinary woman, but she’s an extraordinary woman. A woman whom each and everyone of us should look up to.

You see, Claire found herself a widow at a very young age. And she had 3 young children under her wings then… and she raised each and everyone of them singlehandedly.

They turned out fine, despite of their loss. Claire made sure of that. Anybody who have seen her children, would agree with me that Claire did a fine job in raising her children. Sometimes when I see Claire… I would ask myself… would I be able to do what she have done if I’m placed in the same position as her? I doubt it.

Claire have something that I don’t think I’ll ever possessed: Perseverance. Life must have been difficult for her then… but she’s one tough lady. She never let the hardship of life gets in her way.

Last year was the worst year in my life. I lost my faith in God… I feel that He had abandoned me and I questioned His existence. I was bitter. I was miserable. And I lost my purpose in life. It was so horrible that I contemplated suicide. I was so devastated and sick of the nonsense around me that I just want everything to end and I want out!

But luckily for me, Claire and many others came into my life and reminded me that I’m not alone. I’m not the only one who had been tested by the one up above, and slowly, I rediscovered the meaning of life, and learned that I should not live for the sake of pleasing others, but live for His glory instead.

Claire’s  taught me many things…I’m humbled when she told me that the Lord gave her strength to carry on. She did not take credit for all of her success in life. She lived for the glory of God.

Claire taught me so many things, and I can’t even begin to name them, and I’ll forever be indebted to her for showing me kindness and giving me wisdom.

Yes, Claire is indeed a remarkable woman whom I’m lucky enough to make acquaintance with. She’s not my friend. No, definitely not. She’s more than that, she’s my family, and today is her birthday, and I couldn’t thank God enough for letting her into my life.

Happy Birthday, Mama Claire. *Hugs* You’re more than just a friend to me, and having you in my life is indeed a blessing. Happy birthday. I hope God bless you always… with health, wealth and happiness above everything else.


Cleffairy: Dear God, please take care of Claire and her family always.

ps: Claire… lol… ur pressie will be abit late. LOL… will send it via Smallkucing next month, since she’ll be going to Ipoh to pester you. LOL!

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Vital Signs Monitor

When I was a little girl, I practically lived in the hospital and my friends are usually a bunch of adults who called themselves cardiologist. I had chronic bronchitis as well as a loose valve in my left ventricle, and I had to be closely monitored all the time, especially when I contract a fever for the fear of infection in both my lungs and my heart.

It wasn’t exactly fun to practically grow up in the hospital. They pricked me with needles for blood samples and IV Drip more than they would feed me, and I watched Vital Signs monitors more than I watched the idiot box when I was a little girl.

Do you know what Vital sign monitor is? Well, it’s a machine that functions to measure and display heart rate, breathing rate, and blood pressure on a computer screen. Heart rate, breathing rate and blood pressure are all vital signs in a living human body. If these vital signs become abnormal, an alarm usually sounds. One of the most famous and well know vital signs monitor is Welch allyn vital sign monitor.

These machines are also used during those conscious sedation procedures… just to make sure that nothing goes wrong with the patient. I’ve always hated these machine. It makes me thinks of death. You know… when someone die or goes into a state of comatose, these vital signs machines are the first in line to alarm the medical officers in charge that you’re dead or if there’s something wrong with you because it’ll go ‘BEEP’ very loudly.

When I was forced to overnight in the hospital for monitoring, I always get terrified… terrified of the beeping sounds that will out from those machines, that is. I’ve heard it pretty often in the ward that houses cancer patients. The  beeping sound is really traumatizing. Well, at least to me it is, because it tells me that someone that I might know is gone, and I’ll never see them again.

Anyway, it is a good thing that I was a sickly child and faced near death experience more than anyone else. It made me appreciate life more, and it also helps me understand a lot of illness and be more emphatic towards patients and their families.

Cleffairy: If someone tells me if they’re sick and was thrown into the operation room, I can tell if they’re telling the truth or fibbing by just listening to their description about the procedures that has been performed on them. So… if you happen to be my friend or my student, don’t dream of bluffing me if you’re not sick, because I will know if you lie!

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Just write, lazy bum bums!

She said every single little thing that I wanted to say. JUST WRITE, EDIT LATER! And don’t procrastinate! Here’s a little visual pep-talk to you folks out there… who always dream of writing a novel one day, but too scared to face the empty pages.

And here’s a song to let you know that you are not alone in this writing dilemma.

Cleffairy: 25,000 to go… I can do it, I can do it! Til then, folks, this is your Elsewhere in Asia ML signing off to write. Ping me if you need a write in or a little boost. 😀

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From this day forward…

Dear all…

From this day forward until 1st Dec 2010, please do not be alarmed if you don’t see me around online. If you don’t see me around, that doesn’t mean I’m dead or I’ve been abducted by aliens for experimental purpose.

I’ll be on a very dangerous mission… I’ll be attempting my yearly novel writing challenge again. Yes, I did it again. This will be my 6th year attempting to write a novel with at least 50,000 in just 30 days. So please do not… uh… disturb me… unless you want to give me $$ or you intend to ask me out and feed me with yummylicious food.

Yep, yep, I’m participating in NaNoWriMo again this year. But instead of just being a normal participant, I’m a volunteer too this year (which means, triple the fun, triple the work). This year around, I’m a Municipal Liaison for Elsewhere in Asia Region for NaNoWriMo, and I’m praying very hard that I won’t screw up.

After all, the folks in that region are depending on me for encouragements and I know some believe I’m some sort of a super hero as well. LOL. See the pic below? Well, that’s my special web badge, awarded by the people in Office of Letters and Light. They’re for ML only. 😀 (Okie, I feel like Fairy in Gotham City already… all right!)

I can imagine my old readers rolling their eyes somewhere out there. Yeah… I’m on my mad fairy mode again. Those who don’t know what I’m talking about… well, I’m talking about NaNoWriMo.

NaNoWriMo stands for National Novel Writing Month. It’s is a fun, seat-of-your-pants approach to novel writing. Participants begin writing November 1. The goal is to write a 175-page (50,000-words) novel by midnight, November 30. (But every year, I have a personal goal of hitting 100,000 words… so yea… I’ll be quite a monster every November each year)

Valuing enthusiasm and perseverance over painstaking craft, NaNoWriMo is a novel-writing program for everyone who has thought fleetingly about writing a novel but has been scared away by the time and effort involved.

Because of the limited writing window, the ONLY thing that matters in NaNoWriMo is output. It’s all about quantity, not quality. The kamikaze approach forces you to lower your expectations, take risks, and write on the fly.

So, exactly what do you do for this crazy literary event? Here is what:

What: Writing one 50,000-word novel from scratch in a month’s time.

Who: Everyone who is crazy enough to answer this challenge.

Why: The reasons are endless! To actively participate in one of our era’s most enchanting art forms! To write without having to obsess over quality. To be able to make obscure references to passages from our novels at parties. To be able to mock real novelists who dawdle on and on, taking far longer than 30 days to produce their work.

When: You can sign up anytime to add your name to the roster and browse the forums. Writing begins November 1. To be added to the official list of winners, you must reach the 50,000-word mark by November 30 at midnight. Once your novel has been verified by their web-based team of robotic word counters, the partying begins.

Okay, enough crapping, folks. Remember, if you don’t see me around… please don’t mourn for me yet, thank you very much. Oh yea… wish me luck. 😀


Cleffairy: Goes off to stock up on her tea, junkfood and cook some food so that she can conveniently reheat during her little adventure. 😀

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Antitrust

Is it possible to gain understanding towards certain matter a few years late? I am not sure how knowledge works for people, but I think I am quite a slow learner. I need to understand how everything works before I absorb certain information into my brain. I guess my brain is pretty selective in storing infos.

I come to realize that as of late, I started to understand more about physics and it’s theories 8 years after I left school, when I’m no longer required to understand the theories. It is amazing how human brain works…it’s really a wonder. I failed physics for my SPM examination. Yes, FAILED. Because I could not understand the formula and how the theories ought to be applied in real life.

But amazingly…. 8 years later, I could grasps on the concept…one quite a few physics theories… such as Newton Law, Momentum, Inertia, Quantum Physics and many more. I come to wonder…if my brain is taking me into a different direction by allowing me to finally understand and work on the theories correctly? Is this what they call wisdom? If it’s not wisdom, then what exactly do you call this? The ability to grasps on certain knowledge and relate it to real life?

God, my father would really be proud of me if I told him I finally understand certain concept in physics and actually get the calculation right. Is it because now I exercise my brain more than before, it made my brain more active then when I was studying? Is that how our brain actually works? In order to really use your brain and gain understanding, you need to continuously exercise it and give it constant stimulation?

Anyway, ditch physics and my questions. What I want to talk about today is…understanding and coming to term with certain matters after a few years. You see, when I was a little girl… I read a lot of classics. Authors like Charles Dickens, Jane Austen and many more are on my regular read. No… I did not read the children version of their stories. I read the unabridged version instead, and more often than not, I struggled to understand the entire thing. I believe, my mind wasn’t sharpened enough and I lack experience to totally understand what the books are trying to deliver.

Same goes with movies. You see… my husband is a rather technical person… while I am the direct opposite. I am the creative person in the household.Like any other typical man, my husband tend to gravitate to watch movies that revolves around…technology and science. I don’t quite watch science fiction unless I could relate it in real life. And instead of being fascinated about certain things like other people do… I showed my interest and understanding through writing them down instead.

As of late, I realized that I am really quite a slow learner. I understood one movie in particular about 6 years late. The movie in question is ‘Antitrust’.

Antitrust is actually a movie targeted to people who believed in that human knowledge belongs to all and people who supports Open Source. In order for people to understand what this movie is really about and what message it’s trying to send across, one would have to understand Open Source concept, and Microsoft antitrust case that has been quite a hit in commercial court all over the world back then.

Initially, Antitrust is about Milo Hoffman. The story stars off with him working with his three friends at their new software development company known as Skullbocks. Things started to gets murky when  Milo Hoffman is contacted by CEO Gary Winston of NURV (Never Underestimate Radical Vision) for a very attractive programming position: a fat paycheck, an almost-unrestrained working environment. Milo accepted Winston’s offer and he and his girlfriend, Alice Poulson, move to NURV headquarters in Portland, Oregon.

Despite development of the flagship product (Synapse, a worldwide media distribution network) being well on schedule, Hoffman soon becomes suspicious of the excellent source code Winston personally provides to him, seemingly when needed most, while refusing to divulge the code’s origin.

After his best friend, Teddy Chin, is murdered, Hoffman discovers that NURV is stealing the code they need from programmers around the world — including Teddy Chin — and then killing them to cover their tracks. Hoffman learns that not only does NURV employ an extensive surveillance system to observe and steal code, the company has infiltrated the law and most of the mainstream media. Even his girlfriend is a spy, an ex-con hired by the company to manipulate him into doing their deeds.

While searching through a secret NURV database containing surveillance dossiers on employees, he finds that the company has information of a very personal nature about a friend and co-worker, Lisa Calighan. When he reveals to her that the company has this information, she agrees to help him expose NURV’s crimes to the world. Coordinating with one of Hoffman’s friends from his old startup, they plan to use a local cable access station to hijack Synapse and broadcast their charges against NURV to the world. However, Lisa Calighan turns out to be a double agent, foils Hoffman’s plan, and turns him over to Winston.

Hoffman had already confronted Poulson and convinced her to side with him against Winston and NURV. When it became clear that Hoffman had not succeeded, a backup plan is put into motion by Poulson, the fourth member of Skullbocks, and the incorruptible internal security firm hired by NURV. As Winston prepares to kill Hoffman, the second team successfully usurps one of NURV’s own work centers, “Building 21” and transmits the incriminating evidence as well as the Synapse code. Winston and his entourage are publicly arrested for their crimes. After parting ways with the redeemed Poulson, Hoffman rejoins Skullbocks.

Okay… after re-watching this show almost 7 years after I first watched it, it is no longer a nonsense movie that could put me to sleep. I could now understand what the movie is all about, after being an Open Source supporter myself. What the characters did in the story is also no longer gibberish to me, and much to my amusement, Antitrust actually have loads of message to tell, and honestly…this movie… is pro-Open Source and rather anti Microsoft.

It is amazing how Antitrust seems to send you to a paralell world of Internet and software development technology and the dirty tricks that comes with it. What amaze me is that the movie itself gives allusion that the antagonist in the movie is Bill Gates of Microsoft himself. I’m really surprised that they are not subjected to libel.

Anyway, I learned a lot from this movie too… albeit a few years late. This is what learned:

  • Knowledge is power, but it could also destroy and corrupt.
  • Never ever try to dominate the business world in a dirty way, or one day, it might backfire.
  • Behind a good software, there’s always good programmers, and one should not just stick at one brand in regards to technology. If there’s good and free software out there that could benefit you, consider using it instead of the expensive proprietary.
  • One should not be extreme… it doesn’t matter if you support Microsoft or Open Source, as long as you open your mind to everything, there’s limitless possibility.
  • Human knowledge belongs to the world and not just one person.
  • Always anticipate the move of your opponent. Life is like playing a game of chess. One must anticipate the opponent’s move, or one will loose.
  • Sometimes, even your loved ones can be your enemy, so beware… don’t trust anyone but yourself 100%.
  • Always have a backup plan.
  • Things are not always what they seems to be.
  • And last but not least… what seems to be harmless, cute and pretty childish on the outside, may hold many dark secrets and could possible be the cause of destruction inside. (Referring to the servers in NURV that contains CCTV surveillance of programmers all around the world… it was disguised as children’s PC in a daycare in NURV)

This movie… is something to WOW for. But only if you understood how Microsoft, Open Source and Programming world works in reality. Thumbs up for Antitrust. Here’s the trailer for Antitrust:

And if you’re wondering where you can watch Antitrust, the entire movie… You can watch it HERE

Cleffairy: The Internet should be public, open and accessible.

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In vino veritas…

In vino veritas, in aqua sanitas. It’s a famous Latin saying which carries the meaning, in wine, there’s truth, in water, there’s health. I find it rather befitting in many events on of my life, considering that sometimes, when people had alcohol… they tend to blurt truth… though I see that as the disgusting by-product of alcohol.

I hate people who chooses alcohol when they’re depressed, because I am not the kind who prefer to indulge in the substance that’s known by science to be a depressant. I’d hate to be known as an alcoholic. I have no problems with people who take them occasionally to celebrate certain things or for a nightcap, though.

Many may not know this, but alcohols are actually depressant, though some may confuse it with an anti-depressant as it tends to lower one’s inhabitation when taken, and one feels that they could actually do anything after having some alcohol in their system…some people blurt out terrible truth after taking alcohol… while some, do weird, unmentionable things. In vino veritas indeed, for perhaps…wine or alcoholic drinks brings out the ‘you’ that you’re trying to suppress unconsciously.

In aqua sanitas…in water, there’s health. I have always believe in that, considering that our beloved Earth is 80% covered by water and our bodies are made of 80% fluids…. if I actually get my biology facts right.

Anyway… I’m straying… as I said, in aqua sanitas… I have always believed that water have a magical power to somewhat ‘heal’ one’s soul… it’s soothing, calming and comforting…and instead of just lowering your inhabitation like wine and many other alcoholic products, it freezes time, and free me from my worries.

You see… when I’m worried… when I’m depressed, when I’m lost… I would often take a very long hot shower…or go for a swim, and I’d feel that I’m closer to Him, because of the comfort it gives me.

When I am surrounded by wind… and water altogether… I couldn’t help but think… God, how mighty You are…You actually gave us health by surrounding us with air and water. You kept us alive by surrounding us with air and water. It’s abundant, but nobody seems to care enough about them to give thanks for the blessing, because despite of it’s importance…nobody would missed it until it’s gone.

One could live without many things around them…but could one live without water and air? Would one be healthy without air to fill their lungs and water to sustain their bodily fluids? The answer is no…  you wouldn’t even be breathing without air… nor will you stand on your two feet without your body being properly hydrated to sustain your biological system…and yet, I don’t see many people giving thanks for that, and therefore… today, Lord, I want to thank You for surrounding me with health… for keeping me alive… for allowing me to still breathe with precious air, and keeping my body function well with the water you provide…and thank you, for still keeping me alive and let me see how blessed I am to still be alive and surrounded by people who showed me kindness, people who cares for me, and loves me dearly.


Cleffairy: We are so small… so human…so…imperfect…so ungrateful… that we did not realized that when certain things are taken away from us…we are nothing. We are nothing without His ‘gifts’ for us.

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Come and Get Me

Okay, I admit, I’m feeling a little bit naughty, and up for a little bit of a naughty read, and therefore, I picked this up from my ebook collection and read it. Come and Get Me by Alyssa Brooks. I’ve downloaded this ARC document not long ago, but I couldn’t find time to review it. The cover is rather provocative, and somehow, it slipped my mind as I wandered off to the genre of fantasy. So, here goes:

Just as preparations for her wedding are getting underway, Sadie begins to get cold feet. Although she truly loves her fiance, Dylan, she doesn’t think she’s ready for marriage. All of her fears hit home when she begins to have erotic dreams…of another man! One evening, the panic really sets in and she gets up, packs her things and leaves, daring Dylan to come and get her.

Even with the picture clues that Sadie leaves, it’s difficult for Dylan to drop everything and chase after her. Yet, he knows she’s the one for him and he’ll do whatever is necessary to keep her, even break out of his own sexual repressions to truly seduce her. But will it be enough?

Come and Get Me is a story of one woman whose fears become more than she can handle. Although I enjoyed the growth that both Sadie and Dylan experienced, Sadie’s means of expressing her fear was very childish and selfish. Instead of talking about what disturbed her, she blamed others for the choices she made and then ran from those decisions instead of talking to the man she supposedly loved so much. Dylan had his own issues and Sadie’s dare actually allows him the chance to explore his true wants and needs. Eventually they both realize and discover what they want in their relationship.

Come and Get Me is a fast-paced, sex-filled story that shows the way two people learn to handle their fears, both as individuals and as a couple. Come and Get Me showcases the many feelings that these two characters feel and will keep the reader’s interest from beginning to end, even if only to discover what Sadie will do next and the lengths Dylan will go to in order to rein in his runaway lover.

Is this book a good read? Well… it’s jaw-dropping and sensual. I shall not say more. Want a browsing pdf copy? You know where to find me. Email me at cleffairy@gmail.com for it.

Cleffairy: Oh, yes, this is an open challenge. 😛 Come and get me if you can.

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