Dragonfly Coffee and Tea

I'm sitting in my favorite hangout today, catching up with email and paperwork. It's a lovely, if cool, spring day, although it is supposed to rain and be miserable tonight.

My friend Patty just took my photo. She is the owner of this fabulous establishment. She is going to add me to her myspace page. Dang, I've become a fixture! I have to wonder how long it takes to become a fixture in a place? I've been coming in here since La Patty opened the doors four years ago. I haunted the place while I was writing "Tangle" and subsequent writings. Hmmmm. I guess as long as the staff doesn't have to dust me......

By the way: You know you live in Colorado when you see a guy dressed in a flannel shirt, a woollen hat, shorts and Teva sandals at the same time. He's prepared for everything the weather has to offer. Sigh.

The time has come...for Cocoa Mate D'latte

I have to confess.....I am an addict. It's all Patty's fault. She's the one who gave me my first hit. You can see her standing behind Blyth, another chief dealer of the stuff. Cocoa mate D'latte. The Dragonfly Cafe is the only place you can get 'em. And it's the best drink you've ever had. Beat's coffee hands down. I get nutso if I go a day without one. I have been known to get two at a time. Yum.

(And it's good for you. Go figure.)

So, go visit the Dragonfly in Louisville, CO. Get hooked. It's worth it!

Love
Kennedy

Sad Farewell To Dark Eden Press

As anyone who knows the world of E-Publishing may know, my publishing house, DEP, has had to close it's doors because of the ill health of the publisher, Debra. My best wishes and prayers go out to Deb and I miss the banter of all my fellow authors on the website.

However, life goes on. I'm still beating up the keyboard. My poor laptop is loosing the print on it's keys and I still carry it everywhere. I find myself drooling over the newer models, but until my Inspirion dies the death of the BlueScreen, it will be my faithful sidekick.
(If you don't have a Dell, you will not understand that fateful moment when all you get is the Blue Screen of Death....when nothing you have saved will ever be retrieved!)

Oh well. Never mind.

The Darling Divas are as fabulous as always. It has been a long hard winter, but we have all survived. There is a Diva Work in Progress: "The Wicked Woman's Guide to Revenge." If anyone out there has any suggestions, please feel free to share :)
Katie and I have a few ideas, and Isabella would like to turn this into a performance piece. A darling friend of ours, Patty is all for this. Hmmmmm, a possibility!

Hugs and kisses

Kennedy

A Grade Friends

I am counting my Blessings these days. I have a wonderful group of women friends whom I can really can say are "A" Grade friends. I can share anything with them, and they with me, and I know that if anyone of us has to light up the ole' BatSignal, we would be there for each other as soon as the danged becon hit the Night Sky.

Right now, I feel so grateful for the circling of wagons. No longer am I the girl on the trapeeze without the safety net. Pretty danged brilliant feeling even though I thought I would never need one....


This poem was written a few years ago. Read it and make what of it what you will.

Cheers,

Kennedy

Flying without a safety net
Throughout life;
Mistakes my own
Made more thrilling,
More potent
Without anyone to catch me.

Now you hover under me
As I fly through my perilous course
Flight and fear, the thrill looses its' sweetness.
The insanity of needing the rush of uncertainty
Unhinges me, makes me question, falter.

Anger rises at your concern.
Should love be met with disdain?
Or are you masking a desire to control?
The need to push at limits is more than skin deep,
It is soul deep, my brother.
Don't mistake the need to fly for anything else.

So again I fly, soaring above the crowd without a safety net,
Put my head in the Lion's mouth and ride the bucking bronco.
To risk all, is to live fully.
Living each day to the fullest,
Is the only way I know.
Find me at the precipices edge, waiting for a new adventure.

Just 'tinkin'

As the daylight grows just a little longer I realize once again the time for being a part time hermit is growing to an end. Ick. The cozy sweaters and socks will be disappearing in a while and I'll have to get over my self-imposed funk.

Winter is a time for introspection for me. I need it to recharge batteries, let my brain idle, and just decompress. However, too much of a good thing is not always a good thing and kick-starting my brain and body back into action is getting more difficult. Perhaps that's because last year was a doozy of a year and I really needed some down time.

But, a kickstart is really what I need. The good news is that Katie is coming up for a visit and Isabella and I have plans for a rollicking good time. If THAT can't start the blood pumping, I have no idea what will!

So, fingers crossed, I'll be able to tell y'all what we three get up to. (At least, the mostly censored version...lalala!)

Cheers,
Kennedy