Merry Christmas 2021

Last year, around this time, I decided to calm and rest, pause and focus on what’s important. However, even if I kept hope alive inside of me, things didn’t go the way I had planned ( or hoped for). This year, I decided to take a new path and face a new adventure. Christmas time will prepare me for the time ahead of me, and I will ask my Creator to help me through all this, protect me, and show me the way… just as he did show it to the Three Wise Men…

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Writer’s Treasure Chest grew again and I have to thank you all, my Followers, Friends, and Readers!

Thank you so much for making my writing adventure a pleasant one!



I wish you and your families

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Happy Halloween 2021

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Pumpkins with ghoulish faces and illuminated by candles are a sure sign of the Halloween season. The practice of decorating jack-o’-lanterns originated in Ireland, where large turnips and potatoes served as early canvasses. In fact, the name, jack-o’-lantern, comes from an Irish folktale about a man named Stingy Jack. Irish immigrants brought the tradition to America, home of the pumpkin, and it became an integral part of Halloween festivities.

The Legend of “Stingy Jack”

People have been making jack-o’-lanterns at Halloween for centuries. The practice originated from an Irish myth about a man nicknamed “Stingy Jack.” According to the story, Stingy Jack invited the Devil to have a drink with him. True to his name, Stingy Jack didn’t want to pay for his drink, so he convinced the Devil to turn himself into a coin that Jack could use to buy their drinks. Once the Devil did so, Jack decided to keep the money and put it into his pocket next to a silver cross, which prevented the Devil from changing back into his original form. 

Jack eventually freed the Devil, under the condition that he would not bother Jack for one year and that, should Jack die, he would not claim his soul. The next year, Jack again tricked the Devil into climbing into a tree to pick a piece of fruit. While he was up in the tree, Jack carved a sign of the cross into the tree’s bark so that the Devil could not come down until the Devil promised Jack not to bother him for ten more years.

Soon after, Jack died. As the legend goes, God would not allow such an unsavory figure into heaven. The Devil, upset by the trick Jack had played on him and keeping his word not to claim his soul, would not allow Jack into hell. He sent Jack off into the dark night with only a burning coal to light his way. Jack put the coal into a carved-out turnip and has been roaming the Earth with ever since. The Irish began to refer to this ghostly figure as “Jack of the Lantern,” and then, simply “Jack O’Lantern.”

In Ireland and Scotland, people began to make their own versions of Jack’s lanterns by carving scary faces into turnips or potatoes and placing them into windows or near doors to frighten away Stingy Jack and other wandering evil spirits. In England, large beets are used. Immigrants from these countries brought the jack-o’-lantern tradition with them when they came to the United States. They soon found that pumpkins, a fruit native to America, make perfect jack-o’-lanterns.

(Source: https://www.history.com/news/history-of-the-jack-o-lantern-irish-origins)


Thank you for your support of ‘Writer’s Treasure Chest’ and my writing.

I wish you and your loved ones

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Independence Day – 2021

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Francis Scott Key,

The Star Spangled Banner’.

Oh, say can you see by the dawn’s early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight,
O’er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket’s red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe’s haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o’er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning’s first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:
‘Tis the star-spangled banner! Oh long may it wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle’s confusion,
A home and a country should leave us no more!
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps’ pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war’s desolation!
Blest with victory and peace, may the heav’n rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: “In God is our trust.”
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!


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Summertime – Sunshine – Warmth

Finally, the time is here

a time awaited, full of fear.

Can we ever again reach

out to others at the beach?

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But finally we are in luck

we’re loading car and also truck

It’s time again, we join the fun

enjoying water, warmth and sun.

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We can dine-in without a strain

enjoy our friends and chat again.

Precautions, they are needed still

But all in all, life is a thrill.

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Positivity and laughter can be seen

to swim and walk, I am too keen.

We waited too long, we thought it lost

But finally, we all can defrost.

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Enjoy the warmth, enjoy the heat

go out, swim, meet friends and eat.

Time runs fast, and before in gear

you’ll read an autumn poem here.

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(Copyright: Aurora Jean Alexander, June 2021)

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If I Had A Birthday Wish

It’s an extraordinary day for me today. I’m facing the fact that I just got one year older. This means my anniversary to turn 29 recurs; I forgot the number of times this year.

Well, I figure, age is just a number and considering my age and everything I went through, I’m blessed I’m still as functional as I am now. I’m not going to complain today… after all, it’s my birthday, and I don’t want to come online whining like a baby.

Don’t get me wrong, my Birthday will be the most wonderful day of the year. Due to the pandemic, the lockdown, and social distancing, I’m going to spend it all by myself, locked into my apartment, just with the cats. And knowing my luck, as usual, people are going to forget about it – and even if not, I’m getting short messages, texts, messenger-‘HBD’s and the one or other voice message… but nowadays nobody seems to have time to talk anymore – on the phone and sacrifice a few minutes to make things personal and show the other one that a few minutes isn’t too much to ask.

However, I have thought about what I would wish for if I had a few free wishes (Like twenty or so – on a list), But then I decided to do it differently.

 

 

 

 

 

 

And what do I pray for at this time?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Of course, if you know me, you’re well aware that the last point on that list was written with a smirk and a wink…

Yes, I do wish all that… but then, after all, it’s MY birthday – MY special day, where I’m going out and will buy a piece of cake, just for me… and then return to my writing…

What do I wish for myself? I mean, besides a few things that I don’t want to spread out here… that are deep in my heart… I won’t tell you.

I wish more people would watch the wonderful book trailers for ‘The Council Of Twelve’ series and take the time to read the books. Many say they’re wonderful, and I’d love to hear more people diving into the series. Then, don’t forget: This isn’t a trilogy – it’s a series. Book 4 is getting ready…

 

Soul Taker Book 1

 

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Sundance Book 2

 

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Demon Tracker Book 3


That’s one of my wishes… to bring my books to the reader’s heart.

I would love to hear from you how you like the stories around ‘The Council Of Twelve.’

Thank you for making this day special for me.

 

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Too late for this year but perhaps next…? A competition for self-published authors – Written By Bridget Whelan

Bridget Wheelan informs us about a competition for self-published authors. Unfortunately for this year it’s already too late, but maybe next? Thank you, Bridget!

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August 31st is the deadline for the Kindle Storyteller Award which Amazon celebrates the best self-published story in the UK with a £20,000 cash prize.

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I know that is still a month away, but you have to do an awful lot of work to make sure your story qualifies and readers are a crucial part in helping to choose the shortlist. Customer feedback is based on such factors as quality of reviews, sales and pages read in Kindle Unlimited. I underlined the word quality because Amazon seem to be flagging up that 50 ‘It’s really great‘ reviews won’t cut it. What you really need is quality AND quantity.

To qualify you need to publish on KDP, Amazon’s publishing arm in both eBook and paperback versions. The paperback version of your book must be at least 24 pages long and the qualifying period for…

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