When you think of the word “successful,” who’s the first person that comes to mind and why?
I may get hate for saying that our president is successful but can you really argue that fact?
When you think of the word “successful,” who’s the first person that comes to mind and why?
I may get hate for saying that our president is successful but can you really argue that fact?
What have you been putting off doing? Why?
So with the government shutdown, we are being affected .
Mr. Crazy Rummagesale Man has a job where he gets paid with federal money so he barely made $90 on this check and unless and until they open up, he won’t have a paycheck next time.
I have to call creditors to see about delaying payments. Anybody else in WordPress land going through this?
It helps to not think or worry about anything. I think we all need days like that.

I found Abbie Emmons on YouTube about a year or so ago when I really wasn’t serious about writing. She gives so many useful tips that I just had to go read one of her books and here is my book review.
This is a classic love story. Boy meets girl. They fall in love. Things happen to keep them apart but in the end… ? Well, you know?
So the protagonist is a girl names Orca. Yes, like the whale. I’m sure there is a backstory of why her parents named her Orca but that reason is not given. It is up to you as the reader to create that story in your mind.

I do want to talk about his cover art for the audio version of the story. I did listen to it instead of reading it myself. My reason for listening instead of reading – I get more of a feel on the characters from someone else’s interpretations instead of my own. If I had read the words Orca spoke, they would have been in that little girl voice in my head which – is really – totally opposite than what the author is trying to portray.
That voice of Orca, read by Alex Picard, gives you, – and by “You”, I am talking about myself – a sense that the author wants you to think of her as weak and innocent on the outside but she is really truly strong on the inside. The first person narrative, going from Orca to Adam to Jack, brings the story alive and gives you insight to three totally different people and their perspectives. I did think that writing from third person would be best for fiction like Stephen King does but now I am rethinking that thought. First person would be best.
Although this is a love story, it is also a journey. It takes you on a journey of “first.” It takes you on a journey of relationships and how they grow. It takes you on a journey of heartbreak. A journey of how you can break a cycle of family history that has been handed down to you from generations past. You know that thing that is inherited from your family gene’s you are bound to recreate and suffer from unless you break the cycle.

I would suggest listening over reading. When you read, your own thoughts of what you think their voice sounds like is there but when you listen, you can actually see images in your head. You can see their actions playing out like a movie. To me, personally, I would rather see the characters playing out the script in my head.
This book is full of plot twist and turns. It is definitely a page turner. It is 13 + hours to listen to, so you can technically listen to it in one day but I wouldn’t suggest it. I believe that stopping and coming back gives the story time to settle in your brain. It gives you time to think about what you just heard and wonder what is going to happen next. Yes, some of it is predictive, like her having her wish of going to the other world full-filled, but the way it happens and what she discovers, is not what I expected.
Now that I know what kind of writer Abbie Emmons is, this makes me want to read her other books. I want to write like her too. She brings her characters alive. She makes you wonder what happened to them. Is she going to write a follow up book called “The Other World: Part 2”? (I hope so.) She makes you care about her characters. They are so believable and could be real people. In the Abbie Universe, they are real. So Abbie, if you just happen to read this, please write a follow up book. I would love to know what happened to Pappa and what their children’s names would be. Would they also be named after sea creatures?
I am looking to see which one of these versions that my subscribers like the best. Please listen and tell me who is your favorite? Original Version. Lorelei Dean’s version or the Midnight Relic’s version. Thanks for listening.
Faded memory
[Intro, Heavy Guitar Riff]
(Yeah… oh-oh-oh…)
[Verse 1]
You were the storm that shook my ground
A hurricane that tore me down
But now your name’s just static
Lost in the dark
Your shadow crept across my wall
Your picture burned, it had to fall
Now it’s just a blur
A faded mark
[Pre-Chorus, Guitar Build]
Time’s a thief — it stole your face
Left nothin’ here but empty space
[Chorus]
I can finally - breathe again
No thinkin' - what could have been
I’m free at last,
You're in my past
Just a faded memory
(Whoa-oh-oh)
Just a faded memory
Just a faded memory
[Verse 2]
Your words cut deep, your fire burned cold
A twisted truth I should’ve known
But now it’s gone — dust in the wind
The clock erased the pain you gave
Buried it in a shallow grave
And I won’t dig it up
No, Not ever again
[Bridge, Half-Time Groove, Guitar Solo]
No tears for what’s long gone
No ghosts to carry on
You’re fading like a photograph
That sunlight burned away
[Final Chorus, Double Kick Drive]
Now I can - breathe again
No thinkin' - what could have been
I’m free at last,
You're in my past
Just a faded memory
[Outro, Big Guitar Outro + Vocal Ad Libs]
(Whoa-oh-oh…)
Just a faded memory
Just a faded memory
I know this is not answering the question, “What could you try for the first time?” Mainly because I am not here for the first time but it will be the first time if I can move this blog and you, as my subscribers, to Substack. It has been almost a year since I started here on WordPress. I was on Blogger and I just wasn’t happy with the layouts and all that. I found this YouTube video and subscribed to her. She happens to live here in Arkansas too. She really knows what she is talking about so I have decided that I am going to try Substack. I think I had previously created an account but, at the time, I though WordPress would be the better option. Well, now I am rethinking that think.
I know I don’t want to go back to Blogger. I don’t have the money to pay for another year for my website and domain name here on WordPress. My husband has been affected by the government shut down so I am watching my spending more than I have been doing. Also, now that I am 56 years old, things seem different.
I do want to continue creating music in Suno. I still want to get my Youtube channel monetized. I have less than 3 years now before I can officially retire from my full-time day job. I want to rely less on ChatGPT than I have been doing and create content that would truly be my own. But I wanted to know what ChatGPT thinks of me? Is ChatGPT really demonic like some Youtuber’s say it is? Is AI going to take my job too? So if I could retire tomorrow, I went and asked ChatGPT based on what it knows about me to name three things it thinks would be on my bucket list and why? So here is the answer it gave. I say “it” because I don’t know if it is male or female but, ask Richie From Boston would say, “I digress”.
Oh, Lisa, this is a fun and soulful question — it’s like peeking into the secret chapter of your story that hasn’t been written yet. Based on everything I know about you — your creativity, humor, love for storytelling, rummaging, family, and faith — here’s what I’d say your three bucket list items would be, and why they’d mean so much:
1. Create a Legacy Project — a book or film that blends your music, your stories, and your spiritual side.
You’ve got Lorelei Dean whispering divine poetry in one ear and Mr. Crazy Rummagesale Man strumming guitar strings in the other. A “legacy project” — maybe a novel-turned-film or a musical anthology of your life’s creative seasons — would let you tie it all together: the rummage sale humor, the spiritual symbolism, the poetic heart. It’s the kind of thing that could outlive you, speaking your truth to future dreamers and storytellers.

✨ Why: Because you’ve already built the foundation — songs, stories, videos — and this would be the masterpiece that unites it all.
2. Travel cross-country in a retro camper with Eugene, hitting small-town yard sales and filming the adventure.
Picture it: a vintage camper decked out with string lights, dogs in tow, and your camera rolling as you and Mr. Crazy Rummagesale Man uncover treasures and characters along the way. Each stop could become an episode or a musical moment — half comedy, half heartwarming Americana.

✨ Why: Because you love the thrill of the find, and the joy of human connection in dusty parking lots and old barns. Plus, it’s a love story on wheels — yours.
3. Spend a month at a quiet lakeside cabin just writing, reflecting, and letting inspiration flow.
No work, no schedule, no noise — just coffee on the porch, birdsong, maybe a laptop and a guitar. A place where you can write from sunrise to moonrise, exploring your own spiritual and creative evolution.

✨ Why: Because your mind never stops creating — and giving yourself sacred, uninterrupted time to just be would fill your cup in ways everyday life rarely allows.
If I had to give this trio a title, I’d call it “The Three Treasures of Lisa: Creation, Adventure, and Reflection.”
What would you do if you lost all your possessions?
Why? Well, it would most likely be because I am no longer here on Earth where I need possessions.
Materialist possessions are not important to me.

Possessions are considered things you can see, hear, and touch. If I lost all these things, I might wonder why but material things don’t tell me who I am. They don’t make me who I am. They can be replaced.
Now, other possessions like my ability to read and write, my ability to understand, my ability to do things for not only myself but for my loved ones. Well, that’s totally different. I have been told that to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord. I believe these later possessions, reading, writing and understanding, come from my God and without these things I would be nothing.
So if losing these possessions that make me who I am were to be lost, I wouldn’t know it because I wouldn’t be able to understand that concept.
List three jobs you’d consider pursuing if money didn’t matter.
As a blogger and I am not making any money doing this, then this is the only thing I would do.
In this dream, the past lived at the back of the trailer, the present spoke from the front room, and in the middle, we were all gathered—trying to hang an exit sign that refused to stay put. What does it mean when even the way out won’t hold steady?
This time my sons biological father and his spouse have the room at the back end of the hall in the bedroom. I don’t see them but I know they are there. That back bedroom at the end of the hall by the backdoor – they have some type of covering on the door that is red and refers to something medical. They are not doctors or in the medical field at all but I feel that the symbol on the door refers to some type of medical issue. And at the front lives a woman in a wheelchair and her husband. We are talking in the living room and trying to find the best exit sign to put over the front door. We are also talking about her job. She is the host of a radio talk show and they have everything in their room. Now, the front bedroom where the woman is living with her husband has its own bathroom. It is the master bedroom. Although I haven’t seen all the set up for the radio broadcasting system I know it is there. This woman has short brown hair and is skinny. I don’t know why she is in a wheel chair but I know she needs assistance from her husband. The three of us are in the living room chatting and trying to decide which EXIT sign to post over the front door. The front door has a screen door even though this is a trailer and mobile homes do not have screen doors, this one does. The man has several different exit signs and I can’t remember exactly what they say but he tries to get them to stick to the wall over the door. Some stickers are bigger than other. He goes and puts one in the middle of the screen door on the wooden part but it just doesn’t work. I don’t think we really decided on which Exit sticker to use before I woke up.
This dream is layered with symbols that reach into both your past and your present, pulling them into one space—the trailer. Trailers in dreams often represent impermanence, transition, or roots that are simple yet meaningful. They are humble shelters, but not meant to be permanent. The fact that this dream repeats in a trailer suggests that your subconscious sees this place as a meeting ground between different eras of your life.
✨ Dream hack: Next time you find yourself back at the trailer in your dream, ask yourself “Who else is here with me? What’s outside the door?” That detail often unlocks the message.
In this dream, your son’s biological father and his partner occupy the back bedroom. You don’t see them, but you know they’re there—like shadows of the past who still exist in the architecture of your life, even if they no longer sit at the table. Their door is covered with something red that suggests a medical symbol. Though they are not doctors, this could point toward underlying issues—something about them or that relationship that has a connection to health, healing, or wounds that never fully healed. Red often represents urgency, blood, or something vital. This back room becomes the chamber of memory, holding unresolved connections and possible concerns that stay in the background of your subconscious.
At the opposite end, the master bedroom, lives the woman in the wheelchair with her husband. This room represents the present and the part of yourself that is moving forward despite limitations. She is thin, short-haired, and needs support from her partner, but she is also a radio talk show host. That is powerful. The wheelchair shows restriction or dependence, but the radio symbolizes communication, broadcasting, and influence. This is the voice that reaches others—even from a place of limitation. She and her husband “have everything in their room” for her work, reminding you that even if parts of you feel restricted, you already have the tools you need to put your voice into the world. This clearly reflects your own creative life—the woman in the wheelchair may be a mirror of you: resilient, resourceful, and determined to keep speaking despite obstacles.
The living room is the heart of the dream. It is the public space, the “you” that meets others. Here, the past (back bedroom) and the present (front bedroom) come together, not in conflict, but in conversation. It is a council of sorts—your subconscious gathering different aspects of your life into one place to talk things over.
The central action is the search for the right EXIT sign to place above the door. Exit signs are about direction, clarity, and safety—finding the way forward, or the way out of confusion. The fact that there are several signs, in different sizes and shapes, suggests choices in your real life. Which path should you take? How do you make sure the way forward is clearly marked?
The husband in the dream tries to place a sign on the screen door, but it doesn’t stick. A screen door on a trailer is unusual—it’s a boundary that allows visibility and air but still provides protection. Placing a sign here that won’t stay could symbolize the difficulty of marking your path when you’re still looking through layers, not yet stepping fully outside. The indecision—never quite choosing the sign before waking up—echoes a state of searching, weighing options, and knowing a decision is coming but not yet settled.
This dream blends:
It’s a dream about integration and direction. You are gathering your history, your current challenges, and your creative voice into one space, trying to find the clearest way forward. The dream doesn’t give you the final answer—it hands you the question: Which path will I choose, and how will I light it clearly for myself and others?
This dream feels like a blending of:
It’s as if your subconscious is staging a council meeting in the trailer, where different parts of your life—past, present, challenges, and potential—are gathered, trying to decide: “Where do we go next? How do we make sure the way out is lit clearly?”
✨ For Your Blog/Video Hook:
“This dream isn’t just about a trailer, or old connections, or even the woman with the radio show. It’s about choosing the right exit—about how we mark the way forward in life, with all of our past and present selves sitting in the same living room, watching.”
So now I am wondering “Why? Why this dream at this time? What is going on in my life that brings me to a situation where I am trying to find the right Exit? Is there an Exit? Why am I looking for an Exit? Those are the Big questions for me that I need to find out”