Category Archives: Just Stuff

May the Writing be With You

May I personally invite you to the, hot off the presses, May 2017 Edition of The Magic Happens

We’ve got so many words, there are plenty to enjoy now, enjoy later and even share with friends.  In fact, at the top of each article, there are social media sharing buttons.  How nice of you to spread the words….

Of course, my words fall under these titles

You are always welcome to leave a comment ( I will respond, I promise)

We’d LOVE to have you join our merry band of bards.  Contact Kathleen Anne McCarthy at kat (at) themagichappens (dot) com. I’d be thrilled to see your name listed as one of the writers in The Magic Happens Magazine.

Poem in Your Pocket Day

Walk around with a poem in your pocket, do ya?  Well, there is a day celebrated throughout the United States and Canada just made for folks such as yourself…

That’s right, April 27th is THAT DAY!  The American Academy of Poets continues to enjoy National Poetry Month (April) by inviting you to join them, by sharing your poetry, or your favorite poetry all day!  Visit for suggestions as well as to find out what others are doing in your area!

 The beautiful thing about sharing poetry is that sharing poetry is a beautiful thing! 

 YES! I am sharing a poem with you, here… This is one I wrote for one of the Ministers in my church in honor of his 50th birthday… As this was written back in the 1990’s he has since forgiven me…

Oh, How Nifty to be Fifty

To have the freedom to say exactly what you mean

And the right to be loud, and cause public scenes

And the fashion sense to wear colors that don’t quite go together

And the forgetfulness to dress inappropriately for all types of weather

And to understand they put rails in showers

And to enjoy doing absolutely nothing for hours and hours

And to appreciate creamed spinach and toast with chipped beef

And to be able to ride the bus without having to give up your seat

And to plan vacations for warmer climate states

And to be the reason most drivers tailgate

And to be truly rewarded for your half century

With major discounts through AARP

And while you’re younger than your children and older than your folks

You’re at the right age for public ridicule and to be the butt of cruel jokes

And yet you may be thinking of all the paybacks you could send

Remember, living well is truly the best revenge!

(c) Annette Rochelle Aben 2017

Okay, I showed you mine, now show me yours! 


World Book Day

Oh, and another thought on this….

Inspire Someone on April 10th Encourage a Young Writer Day

Every year, April 10th is known as Encourage a Young Writer Day. What a wonderful way to cultivate creativity.  I decided to post this a couple days early to give people the chance to arrange something for the young writers they may know.

You can gift a young person a journal, some pens and a bookmark.

You can write a letter of support and send it to a young person to bolster their confidence.

You could host an afternoon of writing fun with a small group of young writers. Bringing them together for writing exercises and sharing of their works.

You could mentor a young person through a specific project such as poem, short story or even a book.

Whatever you choose to do, be sure to let the young writers in your life know that there are no limits as to where their writing can take them.

Jim Webster and Tallis Steelyard out on tour!

Well, I must say, this is quite the honor to have two, count ‘em, TWO remarkable men guesting here on my blog today.  Fellow blogger, author and all around cool dude, who raises the bar of conscious thought every chance he gets, Jim Webster AND the ever poetic, always charming, Tallis Steelyard!  They are here so share Jim’s new book:

Keeping Body and Soul Together.

Book Blurb:  “Rescuing random strangers on a whim may be the good deed for the day, but will Ben or survive the blood feud he has unwittingly become part of. More importantly can he buy back the victim’s soul?”

I’m ready to know MORE, so…

Take it away, Jim…

Yes, Annette was kind enough to host my blog tour. This is where I try and
lure the innocent and unsuspecting readers to purchase a copy of my book
Keeping Body and Soul Together, I know, a tawdry performance but still.
It is the sixth of the Port Naain Intelligencer collection. These are
stories set in the great city of Port Naain, and they’re a collection
because you can read them in any order. (A bit like the Sherlock Holmes
It did strike me that some of you may not be familiar with Port Naain, so I
thought to ask one of its leading literary lights, Tallis Steelyard to
introduce his home.
In case you want to see what Tallis gets up to, he has his own blog at . So over to you Tallis…

Ah, good day. Tell them about Port Naain he said, just the salient details,
don’t waffle on! Pah, what does he think I am, a novelist? I am a poet; I
can be revel in brevity to the point of being curt.
So Port Naain, where to start? The city lies on the north bank of the
estuary of the Paraeba River, the docks alone run for some two miles along
the estuary. The towns on the south bank are in reality suburbs, but still,
who am I to mock their claims to autonomy.
We are a trading city, overrun with merchants. We have mages but they are
shifty, furtive, they deal in souls and unwelcome potions, they huddle in
dark corners and avoid paying their civic dues. They are neither respected
nor liked as a class.
Savants, we have but mainly they are known for their thoughts on the
merchant trade or the running of factories, subjects on which they
pontificate broadly but rarely from a position of practical experience. They
are listened to on the off chance they might say something useful.
As for the poor they have many opportunities to advance themselves. In the
Houses of Licentiousness there are always openings for indentured labourers.
There they will sift through the eggs of shore clams in the great tanks,
sorting male and female for immediate consumption or further growth. A
diligent employee with simple tastes will pay off their indenture in a
decade or two. Indeed, if you have a desire to help the poor, the ‘Society
Dedicated to the Alleviation of the Plight of those brought low by Debauch
and Shiftlessness,’ does have a rather excellent annual dinner and is worth
joining for that alone.
But of course the glory of Port Naain is its literary establishment. Yes, we
have novelists and similar, but far more importantly we have poets. Ah what
poets, and I must admit that I am perhaps regarded as the finest of my
generation. I arose from the ‘limitside’ school of poets, so called because
our manifesto decreed that we would only ever write on one side of the
possibility of expression at once.

Thank you for that Tallis. So, there you have it, Port Naain. Hopefully
Tallis hasn’t put you off the place entirely, but there again; I’m only
suggesting you should read about it, not move there.

Should you want to know more, my blog is at

April Showers with Friends

All your friends at The Magic Happens have showered up and are presenting a squeaky clean edition of their digital magazine!  Follow the link and enjoy a plethora of thoughts, opinions and conversations.

Of course, I have a few pieces for your reading pleasure…

Thank you for your kind attention and now, I am off to get this soap out of my eyes…  TA!

All the powers that BE!

Oh boy… what an amazing journey my family has just been through. We lost our electric power on Wednesday, March 8th, around 10:30am.  It was an hellacious windy day, hurricane force winds and according to our power company, that was the cause.  Of course we were not the only household, neighborhood or City in the State of Michigan to experience this loss.

The first day, the house was relatively warm enough that we were just somewhat uncomfortable. My sister ran out for burgers and fries (a real treat, as neither of us really eats like that – but it was her birthday). By Thursday morning, we noticed that the water heater was working like a champ.  Being as it is powered with natural gas, we were so grateful. At least we could wash up, without adding insult to injury, eh?

By Thursday night, all reserve power in any of our electronic devices had long since expired, as well as the back up battery on the landline phone. The temperature in the house had plummeted to 50 degrees and the cats, as well as the humans were not amused.

My siblings work outside the home but i do not. Also, I have mobility issues that preclude be leaving to just go hang out somewhere.  If end up being somewhere, they must be equipped to handle my needs.  They got to leave, get into nice warm  vehicles and go to nice warm work places. This meant that me and the kitties got to hold down the fort.  We did a terrific job!  If you ever need a fort held down, call on us!

By this morning, we had all had our fill of freezing while sleeping, take away meals and not even being able to have a cup of hot tea with which to warm ourselves.  As my brother left for work, we braced ourselves for a predicted night time low of 10 degrees (F).

Thank you to ALL the powers that BE, we do not have to go through that without lights, heat and HOT TEA!  The power came back on early this evening and as I type this, I have  hot cup of tea that I have been sipping.

So, if you have missed me as much as I have missed all of you….

May you all be safe and sound,

Love, Annette Rochelle