Highlander is one of my all time favs and Adrian is so friendly and open with his fans - he's such a sweetie- (but then again I'm a bit prejudice being that I have actually meet the guy.) if you look closely as he talks about his adventure in the Vatican you can catch a tiny glimpse of Captain America booth.
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Quote of the Week Contest wk2
Most of the shadows of this life are caused by our standing in our own sunshine.
Who said It?
use comments to answer - go through twitter- send an e-mail
Remember on Sept. 14, I will draw a name for the lucky winner of a copy of FORSAKEN LEGACY the second book in the Lady of Rose Cottage series (winner's choice e-book or print)
Book I- "Beyond the Legend" goes on sale in August at the Kindle store for $.99 http://www.amazon.com/Beyond-the-Legend%20ebook/dp/B004UVQPMW/ref=dp_kinw_strp_1?ie=UTF8&m=AG56TWVU5XWC2#_
last week's answer: Sir Winston Churchill
Remember on Sept. 14, I will draw a name for the lucky winner of a copy of FORSAKEN LEGACY the second book in the Lady of Rose Cottage series (winner's choice e-book or print)
Book I- "Beyond the Legend" goes on sale in August at the Kindle store for $.99 http://www.amazon.com/Beyond-the-Legend%20ebook/dp/B004UVQPMW/ref=dp_kinw_strp_1?ie=UTF8&m=AG56TWVU5XWC2#_last week's answer: Sir Winston Churchill
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Lord Byron
Byron is my most favorite poet and those who know me can tell you the we have quite a bit in common.
Here's a short intro to the man I think was the most misunderstood person in history- (outside of Richard III)
George Gordon, Lord Byron-
1788-1824
Bryon was born in London on January 22, 1788 and through his actual name was George Gordon Byron; throughout his life no one ever called him anything but “Byron”. Born with a club foot he spent his entire early childhood enduring excruciatingly painful treatments and after having researched some of those treatments I can surely feel for him, ouch. At the age of two his mother took him to live in Aberdeen, Scotland, where she re-engaged her association with her husband and her son’s father, Captain John Byron. The Captain was a cruel man who eventually squandered away most of their wealth, the attempt at reconciliation did not last long and the Captain was gone again.
In Aberdeen, Bryon, somewhat sporadically, attended grammar school. The unsteady attendance was mostly due to the fact that he and the schoolmaster did not, shall we say, see eye to eye. Yes, Byron had an attitude, as a child he was prone to tantrums, an aspect of his personality which would carry over into his adult life. Like his mother, he had frequent and sometimes violent moods swings, which leads me to suspect that they both suffered from Bi-polar, (a hereditary disorder) in addition to the teasing Byron endured, and his ultimate sensitivity, about his foot which caused psychological pain in itself, I’m sure.
He is known for his outrageous behavior, mostly towards women. He had a wife from whom he was quickly separated and many mistresses. One mistress was Claire Clairmount, the stepsister to Mary Shelly the author of Frankenstein and the wife of poet Percy Shelly who was Byron’s dearest and closest friend. Claire gave him a daughter, Allega, whom he loved dearly and when she died of an illness at the age of five Byron was greatly distressed. He loved that child, I think, more than anyone in the world. He had another daughter with his wife, Annabelle. Augusta was named after his half-sister, whom he also loved dearly and quite inappropriately as they had had a brief incestuous affair. She inherited her father’s intelligence, with a knack for engineering, and she together with Charles Babbage wrote what could be considered the first computer program. She too, unfortunately, was to die at an early age like her father and half-sister.
Lord Byron was eccentric, at times wild and unpredictable, yet he had insurmountable passion and loyalty towards the causes and the people that meant the most to him. Those who truly understood him, and there were not many, were given his whole heart. Like his mother he was highly prone to emotional outbursts, like his father he squandered his fortune, hey, no one is perfect. He was handsome and knew how to impress and seduce the ladies but was never to stay long with any specific one. He was, in spite of his maladies, a courageous soldier and greatly committed to political struggles for freedom, mostly in Greece. He was an avid reader and fascinated with the subject of history. He was an excellent swimmer, adored Greece, Italy and Scotland, which anyone could tell just by reading his poetry. His work was both praised and criticized by many(mostly criticized) and certainly under-appreciated during his lifetime.
To me Lord Byron was a poetic genius, albeit strange, yes, but genius all the same. On an emotional level I can relate to him and understand the turmoil he went through during his life, my own has been no picnic either, especially my childhood (but that’s another long story). He’s a lot like me, though I am not that excessive, which is probably why I adore him and his eccentricities and can heartily understand the passion within his work. (Byron and I have yet one more common trait as I am 1/3 Scottish and my ancestors came from the same general area.)
My favorite poems by Lord Byron include:
4. To Romance,
3. L’amitie’est L’amour Sans Ailes,
2. Prometheus
and the number one spot goes to: ,
I Would I Were A Careless Child.
Here are the first 2 verses: ya want the rest you'll have to read it yourself. (big cheesy grin)
I would I were a careless child,
Still dwelling in my Highland cave
Or roaming through the dusky wild
Or bounding o’er the dark blue wave,
The cumbrous pomp of Saxon pride,
Accords not with the freeborn soul,
That loves the mountain’s craggy side,
And seeks the rocks were billows roll.
Fortune! Take back these cultur’d lands
Take back this name of splendid sound,
I hate the touch of servile hands,
I hate the slaves that cringe around;
Place me among the rocks I love,
Which sound to ocean’s wildest roar;
I ask but this- again to rove
Through scenes my youth hath known before.
Here's a short intro to the man I think was the most misunderstood person in history- (outside of Richard III)
1788-1824
Bryon was born in London on January 22, 1788 and through his actual name was George Gordon Byron; throughout his life no one ever called him anything but “Byron”. Born with a club foot he spent his entire early childhood enduring excruciatingly painful treatments and after having researched some of those treatments I can surely feel for him, ouch. At the age of two his mother took him to live in Aberdeen, Scotland, where she re-engaged her association with her husband and her son’s father, Captain John Byron. The Captain was a cruel man who eventually squandered away most of their wealth, the attempt at reconciliation did not last long and the Captain was gone again.
In Aberdeen, Bryon, somewhat sporadically, attended grammar school. The unsteady attendance was mostly due to the fact that he and the schoolmaster did not, shall we say, see eye to eye. Yes, Byron had an attitude, as a child he was prone to tantrums, an aspect of his personality which would carry over into his adult life. Like his mother, he had frequent and sometimes violent moods swings, which leads me to suspect that they both suffered from Bi-polar, (a hereditary disorder) in addition to the teasing Byron endured, and his ultimate sensitivity, about his foot which caused psychological pain in itself, I’m sure.
He is known for his outrageous behavior, mostly towards women. He had a wife from whom he was quickly separated and many mistresses. One mistress was Claire Clairmount, the stepsister to Mary Shelly the author of Frankenstein and the wife of poet Percy Shelly who was Byron’s dearest and closest friend. Claire gave him a daughter, Allega, whom he loved dearly and when she died of an illness at the age of five Byron was greatly distressed. He loved that child, I think, more than anyone in the world. He had another daughter with his wife, Annabelle. Augusta was named after his half-sister, whom he also loved dearly and quite inappropriately as they had had a brief incestuous affair. She inherited her father’s intelligence, with a knack for engineering, and she together with Charles Babbage wrote what could be considered the first computer program. She too, unfortunately, was to die at an early age like her father and half-sister.
To me Lord Byron was a poetic genius, albeit strange, yes, but genius all the same. On an emotional level I can relate to him and understand the turmoil he went through during his life, my own has been no picnic either, especially my childhood (but that’s another long story). He’s a lot like me, though I am not that excessive, which is probably why I adore him and his eccentricities and can heartily understand the passion within his work. (Byron and I have yet one more common trait as I am 1/3 Scottish and my ancestors came from the same general area.)
4. To Romance,
3. L’amitie’est L’amour Sans Ailes,
2. Prometheus
and the number one spot goes to: ,
I Would I Were A Careless Child.
Here are the first 2 verses: ya want the rest you'll have to read it yourself. (big cheesy grin)
I would I were a careless child,
Still dwelling in my Highland cave
Or roaming through the dusky wild
Or bounding o’er the dark blue wave,
The cumbrous pomp of Saxon pride,
Accords not with the freeborn soul,
That loves the mountain’s craggy side,
And seeks the rocks were billows roll.
Fortune! Take back these cultur’d lands
Take back this name of splendid sound,
I hate the touch of servile hands,
I hate the slaves that cringe around;
Place me among the rocks I love,
Which sound to ocean’s wildest roar;
I ask but this- again to rove
Through scenes my youth hath known before.
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Happy Birthday Jonathan Rhys-Meyers
Jonathan Rhys-Meyers July 27
Gorgous
And another year older
IRISH
MAJESTIC TALENTED
MAJESTIC TALENTED 
And another year olderbut who cares how old he is as long as he keeps flashing us that AWESOME SMILE and those insurmountably MEZMERIZING EYES
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
JOYEUX ANNIVERSAIRE!
BUON COMPLEANNO!
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Quote of the Week Contest
Okay ya'll in preparation and anticipation of the release of Book Two of The Lady of Rose Cottage series: Forsaken Legacy
I am hosting a quote of the week contest : Every week between now and Sept. 11, 2011 (ironically auspicous date) I will post a quote from either an actual person, a book/ book character, a line from a poem, or who knows- every person who identifies the source properly will be put into a drawing.
(Warning these will not be easy)
On Sept. 14 the day before Forsaken Legacy is released on Kindle -I will pick one name and that person will recieve a free copy of the book- either e-book or paper, your choice.
due to the problems with post on blogspot you can send your answers to my e-mail found in my contact info- my facebook page - or through twitter( mymordred )
In the meantime Book 1 of the series: Beyond the Legend is available at Kindle now and will go on sale Aug. 1 for .99 cents
Okay first quote:
Success is going from failure to failure without loss of enthusiasm." Who said it?
Hint: the man was from the UK -think WWII.
please note: that if the winner chooses a print book those will not be avialable until Oct.
(Warning these will not be easy)
On Sept. 14 the day before Forsaken Legacy is released on Kindle -I will pick one name and that person will recieve a free copy of the book- either e-book or paper, your choice.
due to the problems with post on blogspot you can send your answers to my e-mail found in my contact info- my facebook page - or through twitter( mymordred )
In the meantime Book 1 of the series: Beyond the Legend is available at Kindle now and will go on sale Aug. 1 for .99 cents
Okay first quote:
Success is going from failure to failure without loss of enthusiasm." Who said it?
Hint: the man was from the UK -think WWII.
please note: that if the winner chooses a print book those will not be avialable until Oct.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Happy Birthday to CLIVE!!!
July 22- ooooohh! a Leo
30 is not so bad honey,Wish I could go back there sometimes.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Sunday, July 10, 2011
THE BABIES
The grandbabies--
they are so cute- and everyone of them dreams of being a star!! baseball- football- cheer/dance- acting- modeling- I wonder where they get it from? as if i didn't know
they are so cute- and everyone of them dreams of being a star!! baseball- football- cheer/dance- acting- modeling- I wonder where they get it from? as if i didn't know
Friday, July 1, 2011
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