ByCatherine Green
Having made the decision to overhaul my SpookyMrsGreen blog and turn it into something slightly more professional, I am looking back over previous articles in order to define the exact nature of my blog. What do I write about, and why? What is my target audience? After all, I cannot share it with people if…
ByCatherine Green
I have always had a fascination with the world of the supernatural and paranormal. As a child I loved reading ghost stories and watching TV documentaries. Strange But True was one that I remember as a favourite, and one of the few that I was allowed to watch. My all-time favourite Hollywood films include Ghostbusters…
ByCatherine Green
This poem has been brewing for some time I believe, hidden deep in my subconscious. It came out quite suddenly, and here I am compelled to share it. I welcome your response to my words… The Beast Inside Your Head I talk to you But you’re not there, You look beyond me Away you stare…
ByCatherine Green
Good morning, my friends! Or, good afternoon, or good evening, depending on what time of day you read this. I thank you for coming along, and for taking the time to see what I have to say. This is my blog, my story, my space to vent. It is important. It is cathartic. And perhaps,…
ByGlynn Manyirons
Pauline Johnson is one of my kinfolk, who was a well known actress and writer of poems in the 1800s and early 1900s. She was born on the Six Nations Iroquois Territory, close to Brantford, Ontario, Canada, in 1862. Her father was the Head Chief of the Six Nations, and her mother was Emily S….
ByGlynn Manyirons
The ancients all had greater powers and cunning than either animals or people. Beside the ancients, real people lived on Mother Earth at that time. The Old One made the people out of the last balls of mud He took from Mother Earth. Those people were so ignorant that they were the most helpless of…
ByGlynn Manyirons
A man was wandering around about an island, where he was abandoned and marooned by his evil brothers. looking for a place to stay for the night, He came across a door in the middle of the forest. He knocked on the door, the door opened and upon entering, He found himself among a big…
ByCatherine Green
I took a brave decision this morning and decided to hang out my washing to dry outside in our garden. Stepping through the back door, I could feel moisture in the air. It didn’t look good for drying my clothes but suddenly that didn’t matter. I was transported back in time, to sweet memories of…
ByCatherine Green
Some inspiration for my fellow writers, and here’s to an exciting new week! For the Love of Writing I stare at the screen My mind is a whirl Words and characters a jumble inside All clamouring for my attention. Where do I begin? I must fill up the white space Get those…
ByCatherine Green
Recently I found time to watch the Hollywood film Alice in Wonderland, directed by Tim Burton and starring Johnny Depp and Helena Bonham Carter. I loved it, of course. Well, who couldn’t love a Tim Burton film? I thought it was wonderfully dark and dramatic, a faithful retelling of a classic children’s story, but still…
ByGlynn Manyirons
When the winter winds blew and the heavy snow fell, the Elders gathered the young ones around the fires in the long houses, telling them stories that were passed down from generation to generation from the distant past. Every story had a teaching in it, and at the end the young ones were asked to…
ByGlynn Manyirons
The favor of the Creator was placed on the Caddo Nation, on abundant forests, flowers, the birds big or small, and big or small animals on these quiet hills, that was our home land. But then a fierce Dragon devastated the land. Bringing disease, pestilence and hunger on our people. The Indian Nations pleaded with…