Saturday, August 18, 2007

70 days osf sweat loser update

I've fallen off the rails again in my writing endeavours. No end to the snafus- computer crash and 2 repairs ate up 3 weeks and loss of work. Illness, wifely obligations and buggery took care of the rest.

Time to pick myself up and start over.

When life loses it zest, try chocolate.

Sunday, July 15, 2007

Seventy Days of Sweat

My word count is at 4541. Not bad considering I've had company this weekend.

Back to my novel-in-progress "Unfair Trade."

Friday, July 13, 2007

Personal Trainer


Link Correction

This is a correction to the link for Alison Kent's, Seventy Days of Sweat writing challenge:

I am taking the challenge. All writers are welcome. Back to the keyboard.

Thursday, July 12, 2007

Writing Challenge

I've signed up for the "Seventy Day's of Sweat" writing challenge sponsored by Alison Kent.

This is the link

I'll be writing 5-6 pages a day to complete the first draft of my spicey romantic suspense novel called Unfair Trade.

Undercover Vice Detective Susan Kirby finds she must work along side Special RCMP Agent Donald Thompson to expose and shut down an international slave trade operation in the fictional international port city of Port Beardsley on Canada's East Coast. Will Agent Thompson prevent Susan's revenging the death of her addict/prostitute sister? Will Agent Thompson be able to work alongside a woman who takes his mind off the task at hand? Once they accept the demands of their physical attraction, can they deny their growing emotional bond ? How will their budding personal relationship undermine their primary goals? How can you fall in love if you refuse to be vulnerable?

Tuesday, June 12, 2007



You don’t get it?
Am I so unfair?
Is all of my sorrow
Really too much to bear?
Has my stark nakedness
Become so obscene?
Where’s your stick-with-it-ness?
Am I now so mean?

Maybe you’re right
I’ve refuse to let go.
I’ve held on so long
I’ve neglected our soul.
I wave it about
To let everyone know.
It’s all that I am
since I couldn’t let go,
You’re right
It’s enough.
It’s time to let go,
But it’s part of me now.
Without it, I’m small.
And maybe there’s nothing of me
left at all.

Wednesday, February 07, 2007


by Marcail 02/07

Glistening lip gloss
Captured summer of my youth
Forgotten by Fall.
Winter-hardened heartbreak melts
Spring floes open willing limbs.

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Blogging for Charity: Poem: EMBODIED LIGHT

Please visit Dazrah's site for Blogging for Charity entrants and to learn about the challenge and the charities helped.


Time approached,
Revelation drew near
Mantle discarded and Soul returned,
Hidden truth… revealed… unmasked,
Lesson learned, forgiveness asked
To Light returned, To Kingdom come.
But in the End, thy will be done.

Light decreed I start afresh
Return and pay Indebtedness,
The balance in full
In one more life
Accept… be gladden
The best for last.

Saturday, February 03, 2007

Poem: Meat Market

Image courtesy of Blogging for Charity

by marcail 02/07
The trial started today
About the pig farmer turned serial killer
Now my dreams are nightmares
Where ladies of the night cry out.

Where I visit the butcher to select my
Crown rib of pork
As a pussy licks her lips
Waiting for barbequed flesh.

There are always scraps that fall from the table
If one is patient though to wait for a taste
In a world of get before you’re forgotten—
Of dog eat dog.

To market to market to buy a fresh pig
Is this what the madman hummed as he stalked his prey?
As he gutted and filleted their flesh?
Home again , home again, jiggedy-jig.

The mean street’s detour was a dead end
Nobody cared for the missing
The red-light street is eerily silent now
The lost children of the night gone unnoticed
Until the numbers mounted to ethnic-cleansing-size
And took a microsopic and forensic skill
To reveal the horror
And overnight I lost my taste for meat.

Thursday, February 01, 2007

SNOW ANGEL: a poem

by Marcail
Compact and crystalline.

Steely grey cloud burst
Winter, keening and howling, snapped and downed branches
Snowflake fractuals like monochromatic klaidoscope eyes
Opened to snow globe world of fluttering angel feathers,

Compact and crystalline.
Snow angel
One dimensional, frozen in flat state
worried as the sunlight caressed and
compressed the cares of the world into
impenetrable ice.

Compact and crystalline

I understood the watershed and the cycles,
The terrifying beauty of whiteout blizzards and avalanche
Once with cold-rouged cheeks cocooned in snowsuit
I trudged through thigh-deep banks
towards the shelter of a snow fort.

Compact and crystalline

I fell and hell froze over.
Surrounded by deadly snowballs
Etched snow fossil
Frozen in time.

Compact and crystalline.

Sunday, January 28, 2007

yahoo blog

Let me try that again. My other blog is at

Hope that works.
Gordon Lightfoot-Song for a Winter's Night

Here's one of my favorite Lightfoot songs. I didn't get it attached properly to the previous blog. Enjoy

Away Too Long

I guess I better back back in the swing of writing this blog. The 2006 Christmas holidays are now a pleasant memory. Most are back to work. I am recovering nicely from a reduction mammoplasty. I have another month before I can resume all my preoperative activities, but I am able to get out of the house and enjoy the very mild winter we are having here in Niagara.

I went for a photo excursion to capture some of winter's beauty. The day was overcast, but the temperature was balmy at 1 degree celsius. Here are some of the places I stopped upon the way.

Peach trees hibernating

Niagara River at Niagara on the Lake, Ontario, Canada

Families sledding at a clearing in the woods of the Niagara Escarpment.


I want this blog to focus on writing. Either my scribbles or writing craft notes. You can join me at to join me in other areas of interest such as art, music and film. There are some writing challenges on that blog as well. I have an interesting group of friends there who like to share and explore together. I'd love to see you visit me there as well.

Enough slacking. It's time to honour SNOW. A poem is in order. I'll post one soon.