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This week's song. Don't you just love it? It's been a great inspiration for my book, Gate Deadlock.

Belated wishes to myself. A birthday review.

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May 25th. Rania's birthday.
Wishes from my beloved ones: the first one came from my youngest son early in the morning, right after I woke him up for school.
Then my sister's wishes came through a cell phone message a little after 11.00a. m. She never forgets. Her birthday is on the 26th, so I never forget hers either.
The next was from my older son, with a beautiful bunch of flowers he'd collected from his grandma's garden. (Thank God she didn't see didn't catch him redhanded!) and a couple of songs he played on his guitar for me. That was something! No wishes from my sweetheart; he was away.Only a short conversation on the phone.
My older sister came over in the evening. She brought my mother too, who had forgotten about it for the first time in my life. Anyway, my sisters, my sons and I celebrated with a pizza-bithday cake (two mouthwatering pizzas instead of a cake. I'd missed pizza so much!) and red wine.
Presents: none on that day, except from my son's flowers. Three days later, I received a bautiful pot with a pink hortansia sent by my mother. I asked my sisters for the Muse latest CD anyway.
A big surprise: The number of wishes from my facebook, inkwell and myspace friends.Thank you all! I value every single word!
Bottom line: it was the first time I didn't give myself a birthday present. I aways use to do a little something for me on that day. A beauty treatment, a new handbag, a new book. But this time I've been preety preoccupied with other things. Things that are going on and I can't control. Things that affect my life. Things that left me wonder how I have let them into my life. It's been a hard month for me.   I should at least wish my self. Better late than never.

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This week's song. (dedicated to those of us who one day realise we've smothered the most important people in our lives just because we love them too much).

Mother, do you think they'll drop the bomb?


Mother, do you think they'll like this song?

Mother, do you think they'll try to break my balls?

Mother, should I build the wall?

Mother, should I run for President?

Mother, should I trust the government?

Mother, will they put me in the firing line?

Is it just a waste of time?



Hush now baby, baby, don't you cry


Momma's gonna make all of your nightmares come true


Momma's gonna put all of her fears into you


Momma's gonna keep you right here under her wing


She won't let you fly, but she might let you sing


Momma's will keep Baby cozy and warm


Oooo Babe


Oooo Babe


Ooo Babe, of course Momma's gonna help build the wall





Mother, do you think she's good enough

For me?

Mother, do you think she's dangerous

To me?

Mother will she tear your little boy apart?

Mother, will she break my heart?



Hush now baby, baby, don't you cry

Momma's gonna check out all your girlfriends for you

Momma won't let anyone dirty get through

Momma's gonna wait up until you get in

Momma will always find out where you've been

Momma's gonna keep Baby healthy and clean

Oooo Babe

Oooo Babe

Ooo Babe, you'll always be Baby to me



Mother, did it need to be so high?

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When was the last time  you felt deadlocked? Deadlocked in love, in a relationship you couldn't get out of, in a job you hated? How did you get out of the deadlock?  Or are you still stuck there?
Post your story, no matter how short or long. Just get it out of your system. It helps, believe me. The two best stories win a signed copy of 'Gate Deadlock" and two more special prizes soon to be announced!

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How do bilingual writers express themselves better?

Those of you who've met me or have read my bio details  know I'm Greek. You must also know I'm a Greek teacher of English. After twenty years of teaching, even more years of speaking and reading English literature and reference books (thanks to my ongoing postgraduate studies) I have become bilingual.
The most important thing is I think in English. My inner voice is English, not Greek. Pointing this out does not imply in any way that I disdain my native language; quite the contrary. But my tendency to select English is a fact I cannot ignore.
In the past I tried to write my stories in Greek. The ideas were there, the story was flowing in my mind, but when my pen touched the paper there was an odd block. I couldn't understand why I wasn't satisfied with the Greek words I read, why it wasn't the same with what I had in mind. That was no self-expression.It gave me no pleasure.
Two years ago I decided to write in English and...a miracle happened. I couldn't stop myself. I relished every page, every word. It's not easy because no matter how good you are in the second language it is hardly possible to use it like native speakers do. That's why I spent months editing my first book (and still I'm insecure about the errors you may find in it). But the bottom line is I wrote an English book I'm really excited about and  not only am I working on the sequel but my notebook is full of notes on two other books I have in mind. Really I have to find an editor next time, but it's okay.

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