Ride The Wave

Life takes us for a ride. We are the drivers, but there are unexpected turns. Sometimes a storm comes up that throws us around, and we end up trying to balance things out. How do we handle what comes at us? Do we let these tidal waves crash down over us? Do we go with the flow, trying to get up on our surf board and balance as we control what’s ahead of us? That choice is up to you the individual. Sometimes we need someone else to hang on to. As a matter of fact, we all do.

I know someone who refuses to ask for help, but will accept it if offered…..most of the time. When he tries to go his situation alone or doesn’t take advice, he ends up faltering. I don’t like to see this because I don’t like watching someone fail. Quite honestly, I don’t think anyone likes to see this. In my opinion, it’s important to ask for help because it shows we are not perfect and that we are willing to get through the tough times even if we must depend on others. We can also learn from our situations as well. Life is a wave and how you ride it is in your hands.

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Book 2 Update

I discovered 2 things this morning. First, the long awaited title for book 2 in my novel series is finally here. It will be called, The Cross’s Key. Second, since I started book 2 I have been having placement issues. I was never happy with the order in which I put each chapter, and just when I think I have it right, I find I don’t like the order at all. So I continued to rearrange. THEN…….Then, this morning I realized that it isn’t necessarily the chapters I have out of place. It’s that the chapters I have written should be in Act II not Act I. Nothing like starting in the middle. HaHaHa, at least now after I create Act I and get to Act II, I’ll be a step ahead. Gotta love writing.

Also, book 2 features Kyle Stevens, who was a main side character in book 1, as the protagonist. He has been given a most exceptional gift. Will he be open to its mysteries, or will he ignore it and rely on his own merits?

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Blog Share

Hi Everyone, I wanted to share with all of you my author blog at https://lmmontes777.wordpress.com. Some of the articles I share between blogs, but most of them I don’t. I enjoy having two blogs because they give me the best of both types of worlds. My author blog is geared more toward writing and my experiences as an author and that sort of thing. This blog is an everything blog as I like to put it. It’s very general and encompasses a wide range of topics. In closing, please feel free to stop by my author blog and check it out too.

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Time’s Wind (Part 4)

The wind stopped. Time stopped. Everything stopped, except Ashley. A pink mist rose from the dewy grass. She continued peering inside the tent unable to divert her gaze. Her husband’s eyes glazed with a startled smack, frozen in time. The naked woman, also frozen, lay in his arms. A sultry lust hung in her eyes. Then her body shifted, and shook until it became translucent.

Ashley glanced at Josh who was frozen on one knee. His camera aimed, pointing at her husband and the woman on the sleeping bag with him. The pink mist grew thicker. Josh’s body shifted now as well and shook until it too became translucent. His body along with the woman’s stopped shaking but remained translucent.

Ashley’s heart raced. Her brows pinched together. She wanted to turn and run but held fast. Glued to her spot. Words sat like paste in her mouth. A warmth radiated from her left hand. Looking at it now, the pink gemstone that hung on her key ring glowed. It was then she saw it. The mist came from the gemstone, and it wasn’t floating and wafting in haphazard style. No. There was direction to it. It moved in an arc over her husband and the woman, down to his hand……. The ring on his finger, it held the other pink gemstone. The mist flowed to it then out of it and back to the pink gemstone in her hand and on it went.

The woman and Josh shook again then stopped. A wind blew through the tent and their figures blew away like sand and faded way into nothing. The mist too disappeared as did her husband. The empty tent before her grew warm in the afternoon sun, a drop of sweat slid down her right temple. All was silent now except for the intense breathing she couldn’t place. Oh, it was her. Clasping a hand to her chest, she inhaled. Empty it was empty. No. What? She spun to exit the tent and ran full force into her husband.

“What the hell? How? Where?” said Ashley.

“Baby? You look like death. What’s wrong?” asked her husband Tim.

“Where? Where were you just now?”

“What do you mean? I just came from the river. I was fishing.” Tim cocked his head and frowned. “What’s going on? Why are you here?”

“Where’s the woman? And Josh?”

“What woman? And Josh is at home. He wasn’t able to come with me.”

“That’s impossible. I was just at Josh’s and his wife told me he was here with you; that you and he were planning this trip for a long time.”

“Why were over at their house?” asked Tim scratching his head. “You knew all the details of the trip. None of this makes sense.”

Ashley felt the warmth in her hand and looked down at the pink gemstone; its glow fading. She placed her hand on her husband’s chest and patted it a few times. “Yup, you’re real.”


“Tim, I think we need to sit and talk.” They went down to the river, sat down on the bank, took their shoes off and dunked their feet in the cool water. She told him all about what just happened. When she finished, he gave her a gentle kiss on the lips.

“Ashley, I think we need to get rid of these pink gemstones.”

She didn’t need to be told twice. She fully agreed with him. It remained clear everything she saw and experienced had to do with those. So she took her’s off of her key ring and Tim took his ring off his finger. Together they threw them into the river.

“Come on,” said Tim. “Let’s go home.”


“Oh Bill, what’s that in the water?”

Bill turned in the direction Marcy indicated. A pink glow shot up out of the water. He ran into the river to see what it was.


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Time’s Wind (Part 3)

Ashley sped long the two lane highway. It was an hour to the Sartis River, but she didn’t care. She had to get there. Speeding ten miles over the limit, her heart pounded. She had to get there. A thought struck at that moment. Josh, her husband’s best friend. She could use his help once she got there. Why her husband didn’t take him along she didn’t know. Usually the two of them are inseparable, but this time he insisted on going alone. The pink shiny stone continued to bounce the light around the car’s dashboard as the sun beamed down on it. She wondered if this lone trip had something to do with the stone. She decided to stop at Josh’s anyway.

She pulled in the driveway. Leandra, Josh’s wife, straightened and looked up, as Ashley stepped out of the car. She walked over to her and Leandra met her half way.

“Hi, Ashley. Everything ok? You look pale.”

“No, I think something has happened to Tim.”

“Oh he’ll be ok. Josh is with him.”

“Wait a minute. Josh is with him? How is that? He told me, no, he insisted he go on this fishing trip by himself.”

“No, yesterday when he stopped to pick up Josh he acted as though this trip between the two of them had been planned for a while.”

He lied to her. That had never happened before. Or had it? She spun on her heal and stomped back to her car, got in, turned the ignition, threw it into gear and hightailed it out of there and back onto the highway. Under an hour later she arrived at Tim’s fishing spot. Not wanting him to know she was there, she parked the car off to the side of a small clearing.

She opened her door and slid out, clicking the door shut. Step by step, her tennis shoes crunched down on the forest floor. Her husband’s tent stood fifty yards awy through the small clearing where her car sat and down the small drive. She could see parts of its blue exterior through the trees. On her tip toes now, she placed each step with care. Twenty-five feet away now. Not hearing any voices, she though they might be on the boat on the river. Then a woman’s voice caught her off guard.

“Come on, baby. You know I loe it when you do that,” said the woman.

“Shhh, slow and steady sweet heart,” said Tim.

The woman giggled.

“Alright, just a little more guys. Yeah, that’s it,” said Josh.

Ashley raced around the corner of the tent to the open flap and peered inside. What she saw horrified her. Tim and another woman lay atop a sleeping bag naked in each others arms and Josh was filming. The three jerked their attention her way, eyes wide.


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Time’s Wind (Part 2)

She heard her name. She wasn’t imagining things, yet there was nobody in sight. The wind pushed her hair back and leaves swept by, but she remained the only person standing next to her house. A weeping willow tree stood off to her left about fifty feet behind her. Its limbs swept the ground as the wind continued to blow. The grass, now with two weeks worth of growth, also waved their tips in response.

The wind died with a sudden finality as though being directed by a conductor. Something was off and she knew it. Still no voice called out her name like before. She sucked in a deep breath and blew it out. “Hello?” asked Ashley. Nothing. Dead silence. After waiting for another minute or so, she said, “Ok, I’m done. I’m going in the house to take a nap because I must be tired. Yes, that’s it. I’m tired.” She wrapped her arms around herself and walked toward the front of the house.


She heard someone that time. No doubt about it. Spinning on her heal she yelled, “What! I know you’re there. Where are you and who are you? Tim?”

“Ashley, hard….to…..help with……me…..talk…..you.” The image of her husband Tim flickered in and out as did his words.

He was in trouble just she figured. He had gone on a fishing trip by himself to get away. It was a man thing he had said. He wanted to be one with nature. She had her reservations about the whole thing, but he had insisted. She moved forward toward the image of her husband who was still flickering.

“Tim, what’s going on? How are you able to communicate with me like this?”

“Ran into…..crossing…..boat…..river…..help.”

She ran into the house, grabbed her purse and keys, and left for her husband’s favorite fishing spot; the Sartis River. As she turned the key in the ignition, the pink translucent stone she and her husband found on their mountain hike swung from her key ring. They had found two of them along the bank of a creek running parallel to the hiking trail they were on. She kept one and had it mounted so she could put it on her key ring. He kept the other, although, what he did with it she didn’t know. They both enjoyed searching for fossil stones, so they had stopped to look for some and instead found these. It sparkled in the sun as it swung now from the ignition.


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Watch The Triunix of Time

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How do you feel when you look at the above picture? Tranquil? Calm? Peaceful? Serene? A part of you wants to be in this photo and experiencing the tranquility it offers.

I know it’s rough out in public right now. Certain commodities are being rationed, you can no longer purchase however many of a particular item you want (I am purposely leaving out the names of items but you know what I mean). I want you all to know that this is temporary. How do I know this? I don’t. BUT, we as Americans will get through this. I have always admired how Americans, when the chips are down, always stick together. We are innovative. We are tough. And we have ALWAYS found ways of getting around rough situations. We are a Christian nation, and Lord God is ALWAYS with us. WE CAN DO THIS. We WILL do this.

When you feel down, pick yourself back up, do something that brings you peace. Hug a loved one, look at beautiful pictures (family photos, scenery, etc) Pray.

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Time’s Wind

The wind whistled through the holes in the neck of the clock spreading a long, low, hollow monotone. Ashley leaned forward with both palms on the railing of the porch wondering if Tim would ever get home. Two days and nothing. No call, no text, no nothing. It wasn’t like him to be this late. He was in trouble, she knew it in her soul. A noise from around the corner of the house caught her breath. “Tim?”

Tim rounded the corner at that moment, “Hey babe.” A smile played across his cheeks. Then he disappeared with a blink.

His wife stood, mouth opened, wondering what just happened. She pursed her lips together and swallowed hard. Still not able to take her eyes off of the spot where her husband stood only moments ago, she forced out a breath. Then she said, “Tim?”

Again a noise from around the same corner of the house stole her attention. Her head snapped in that direction. Again, her husband walked around the corner and said, “Hey babe.” A smile played across his cheeks. Again, he disappeared with a blink.

This cycle played out one more time before she was able to jump down from the porch and check out the spot where her husband was. When she got there, a bell jingled followed by a brief piercing whistle. Before her eyes, colors starting fading in and taking shape. Then they faded out, then in, then stopped.


She jumped and swung around hoping to see her husband.

(To Be Continued)

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Deep Breathing

With the issue of this virus going around, many people are nervous and afraid. Food and toilet paper is flying off the shelf. I pray for everyone. I pray that the Lord heals and gives comfort to everyone. Bless all of you. You are all God’s beautiful children. He loves all of you.

Take a deep breath and be safe. Take precautions, but above all else, trust that the Lord Jesus has you in his tender care. Throughout life hardships will always reign supreme. That’s a given. It’s what we do in those times that counts. Yes, prepare. But don’t forget to pray and make the Lord a part of your daily living. Relax, and do not be afraid.

Do something that relaxes you. Aside from work, what hobbies to you have? Do you like to go for drives? Does working out relax you? I do a variety of different things to relax. I like to do bead work, paint, write, learn new things, and talk to friends. Life doesn’t have to be tough. There are tough times, yes, but I consider those speed bumps and/or learning experiences.

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