Maybe it's because I live deep in the heart of the Dismal Swamp... I suspect few would understand what that means. Or possibly it's because I couldn't write a story if ya cocked a shotgun and stuck it to my temple... so I'm in awe of those who can. Or maybe I'm that rare breed who would rather read any day... over turning on the TV. Whatever it is, I just can't get enough of fanfiction's Viking Northman. I love to see him and the Fairy Telepath together... They make my heart sing.
While reading C.H.'s book about the fairy attack. I read, she had meant to stop the series with that book. But was talked into continuing on. I never picked up another C.H. book again after some of what she said in that article. Now I am so glad I didn't buy those books.
Being from my part of the South means...
I'm surrounded by critters who live in the woods, which is under water and ringed with cypress knees.
The word "ain't" isn't in my vocabulary. It just gets my fur all up... when people think we use it in every sentence!
Seriously, I can't get too far into the woods without a bear lumbering about.
Nascar or Pro Football is the religion in our my house on Sundays.
We have owls, who are incredibly loud. They sound like howling monkeys and will keep you up all night while calling to their mate.
I can count on one hand how many people use a computer at their home. I'm some kind of weirdo with my nose glued to mine all the time.
I buy moonshine from our neighbor's, in Mason jars, to give it as Christmas gifts to the men folk. I don't know how they drink the stuff, but they are always tickled pink to get it. Go figure?
There are thousand times more deer than people were I live.
We don't say Hi. We say Hey or Hey Y'all. You can instantly tell a "Northerner" just by their greeting.
We're "fixin" to go to a pig "pickin"... We have our own special kind of bbq!
I have some amazing American eagles nesting right by my house. Their nest are 6 feet wide, made of sticks with both parents taking care of it.
When I want to buy something fancy or different, I have to go shop online.
Woodpeckers only make their really loud "machine gun" pounding sounds... during mating season in the the spring. The rest of the year, you barely hear them.
Ants are relentless and ya have to spray yourself for ticks - before you work in the garden!
A "garden" is your veggies you planted for this year.
"Sug" (shorten from sugar) is an term of endearment used for those I like.
When it rains heavy, our water level will rise an inch a hour. When we have a hurricane, it can rise an inch a minute!
Just like Sookie - I own, know how to use and have at the ready - a shotgun.
We'll fry anything and everything. Eat biscuits, gravy, bacon - really anything pork, shrimp, peaches, chicken, watermelon, sausage, tomatoes, grits, drink sweet tea or beer by the gallon, and deer is always an option for dinner. It's really the only red meat we eat. One of my favorite foods for breakfast is mush. Bet, y'all have no idea what that is!
I'd just a soon "hollar" at y'all than pick up the phone to call ya. I have a set of lungs that can be heard in the next state.
When spring comes, absolutely everything is covered with a incredibly thick layer of green looking dirt. Which is actually tree pollen. If you eat locally made honey... it helps if you have pollen allergies.
Ours is the "Tabacca" state. Along with the textile and furniture state. Well, it use to be a way of life here.. now it's all overseas in China.
The men take the dogs in the pick up and go out to hunt or fish for our food... just as much as my going to market.
Whether rightly or wrongly, the "bars and stars" are still flown proudly here. We have more in common with Sookie and Bon Temps than I'd rather share.
We have flying bugs the size of airplanes or ones that will suck your blood dry. So I bathe in Avon's SOS oil to keep off the "ma-skeet-ahs" and buy the super jumbo size cans of hairspray. I will hairspray anything that flies too close for comfort. It makes the bugs wings stiff, so they can't fly and just fall to the ground before they hit ya. Believe me, when you have a waterbug the size of a babies shoe flying straight towards your head... you'll be glad ya did!
Yep, this is my world, but I'd rather eat a dead squirrel than be anywhere else. I love to see the lightning bugs or fireflies in our clean air and round our beautiful green trees. We have thunder and lightning. Pouring rain, then soon after... blue sky with big white fluffy clouds are floating over my home. Which by the way... isn't a trailer, thank you very much! It's a big old four storied thing, that takes a lot of work. Kinda like Bill Compton's house. With ceiling fans, going 24 hours a day, in every room. A screened in porch, we use three seasons out of the year and where I sit out most evenings, reading what y'all have written for me... while the babies play down yonder.
A big THANK YOU to all of those who take the time share your creativity by writing and posting stories here! Y'all have no idea how much better you make my day to day life and I adore you for it!
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