Interesting Week

Early in the week, but it has certainly been an interesting one so far. Monday started off helping a young writer believe in herself again. Writing can be a lonely business, underappreciated, unless you are the fraction of a percent who make it big. Then went into a day of solving dozens of tech issues, and not selling anything. Then today I woke up to an Instagram message from someone considering suicide who needed someone to talk to. By the grace of God, I was able to help her and be used by God to minister to her. Which led into my taking up an ask for an editor when her book project is complete. Followed by my booking in some more book readings and writing workshops in schools. My October is slammed and November is starting to book up. And the week is only half over. God is good! Can I get an Amen?!!!

Hunting Black Dragon Now Available

My sequel, Kids on a Case:Hunting Black Dragon, is now available for purchase, one quick and easy way to purchase is through the itunes store!

http://itunes.apple.com/ca/book/id1434910792 

Check it out and let your friends know!

Canvases Against Cancer Fundraiser

Fun new fundraiser for the Children's Cancer Month of September. Proceeds will be going to the Cancer Society. The Pictures are the canvases available to purchase for this fundraiser, link below.

https://tpeters745.wixsite.com/tonyalexanderphoto/canadian-cancer-society-fundraiser

New Blog Location

I am VERY excited to announce that I will be transitioning my blog to this website. Feel free to follow/become a member for regular updates on posts. I have entered an initial blog post as a welcome and explanation. Grow with me, as I grow :) Check it out below!

https://tpeters745.wixsite.com/tonyalexanderphoto/blog

The end of great times, and the beginning of new adventures!

Battle of Good and Evil

A poem close to my heart. Written based upon my experience in attempted suicide, that, thankfully, was stopped by the Good Lord. Hope you enjoy and take in the meaning behind the words. 

Battle of Good and Evil

In these times my heart sinks, my mind is filled with dread

Sorrow clouds all my thoughts; my lips can no longer smile

Tears pour down my anguished face as I see the pain of others

My gut is filled with knots and turns from my terrible angst

Trembling I hit the cold ground, weak from desperate sorrow

My feet and legs have lost all will to hold my heavy weight

Hands that no longer hold or grasp; arms that no longer lift

Helplessness fills my very being, unable to give aide

Screams fill my aching ears, my eardrums threatening to burst

Blood encompasses my nostrils, burning itself into my brain

Bitterness lights itself on my tongue, torturing my taste buds

Sourness rapes my mind, forcing its way into my memory

All hope seems lost, faith ebbs, disappearing like smoke

Darkness encompasses the very existence of humanity

Storm clouds fill the sky, swirling in bitter angry circles

The wind whips furiously, dust tears harshly at my face

Death is immanent, roaring like a black train in the night

But wait, all hope may not be lost, some may yet remain

Light bursts through the darkness, piercing the cloud’s heart

Thunder is silenced and lightning out shone by the sunlight

Cutting wind is calmed, replaced with a peaceful silence

The sourness in my memory, overthrown with joyful throngs

The bitterness on my tongue turns to a beautiful sweetness

Scents of flowers creeps into my nostrils, replacing the blood

Joyful cries burst through the screams, ears leaping for joy

Strength comes to my limbs as I push to my feet again

Hands grabbing my sword, arms lifting them high in the air

My gut now untangles its knots, jumping back to life again

Tears of joy rain down my face, glittering in the sun’s rays

A smile breaks my solemn lips, my heart pumping excitedly

We have been freed from our dreadful, painful sorrows

Hope is restored; victory is within our straining grasps

Victory means survival, survival is to live another day

To live another day, is to laugh in the face of immanent death



Thanks for reading. Hope this poem can mean as much to you all as it means to me. As always let me know your thoughts in the comments and feel free to share, just give credit where credit is due. 

New Website

Got a new website for a combined space for my writing of novels and poems, as well as all of my photography. Looking forward to having everyone check it out and give my their thoughts.
https://tpeters745.wixsite.com/tonyalexanderphoto

Hoping this will be a convenient way for everyone to find my posts. And maybe buy a few pieces, as well as getting information they may need.

Babbling On Poem

A fun poem entry today for those starting summer holidays. And those with children complaining of boredom. The cure? Get them writing, reading, or heading outdoors!

Babbling On

What to do? What to write?

I want to write so bad it hurts

My head says yes, my hand agrees

My brain is overused and stressed

Losing interest, unfocused

The words just will not come

From my tired and overheated mind

My heart won’t guide my pen

For it is to preoccupied with love

How can I write

In such a state as this?

Guess I’ll just write nothing

Cause nothing’s coming to mind

You simply can’t write what isn’t there

I think I’ll just go to sleep

Cause I’m feeling

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Thanks for reading. Hope you all enjoy your summer holidays. Remember I don't mind you sharing, just give credit where credit is due!