Days of the Week

Monday is a strong, rough man with muscled arms and a strong back. He gets up before the sun and eats breakfast as he drives his truck to work. Purpose-driven and purpose minded, Monday sees each day of the week as an opportunity to get his job done and another one started. He goes to bed each night with aching bones but the fulfillment of a job well done.untitle987d

Tuesday is a busy mom—all lists and schedules and to-dos. It is full speed ahead from sun-up to sun-down for this pony-tail wearing beauty. She prepares meals in advance. She irons her husband’s shirts and makes sure he’s set for work. She drives her kids to school, practice, and friends’ houses, running errands as she goes. She organizes, relocates, and cleans in the little pockets of time that most of us relax. She doesn’t slow down until each rug rat is tucked into bed and she hears her husband snoring. This is her favorite time of the day. This is when she’s able to stop and take a breath. When all is quiet, Tuesday pokes her head into each of her family members’ rooms and as love fills her heart, she finds the strength to face another day.PS_20150410155800

They call her Wednesday because she’s a breath of fresh air. Neither too cheery nor too dreary, Wednesday is the perfect balance of eagerness and reluctance. She’s an older woman with the beauty of age and the heart of a grandmother. She gets her job done with a set determination yet, she’ll let you know that she’s not to pleased when she has to fix another’s hurried mistakes. She’s kind to the homeless vet yet suspicious of the homeless teen. She’s comfortable without being overly hospitable and doesn’t like those who overstay their welcome. She’s loyal to those she loves. PS_20150410160056

His name is Thursday. He’s a big guy with stubble on his face and a leather wallet. He’s able to lighten the mood no matter how bad things seem. He has a friendly smile and an easy laugh. When Thursday’s in the room, you’d better be on your toes because he’s only a heartbeat away from the next joke. He’s looking forward to the weekend and making plans. He enjoys a cold beer after work and hanging out with his buddies. Thursday’s a hoot.


Friday is an athlete pumped up for the big game. He eagerly checks his watch every five minutes and stares out the window. He’s never still, always bouncing a leg or tapping a finger. He’s got a lot of friends and a lot of people that want to be his friend. He wears rich colors in comfortable fashions. Denim and cotton are his materials of choice. He’s nice to everyone but often doesn’t notice the quiet ones in the corners.PS_20150410161008

If you are wondering about Saturday, he’s kind of a moody sloth. He likes to sleep in late and watch cartoons while eating cereal and lounging in his living room. The day starts slow for him but once he’s up and going, he can be quite productive. If he’s in the mood, Saturday’s the guy you see mowing his lawn, washing his car, cleaning his gutters, or coaching a youth soccer team. He’s out having fun with his friends or flying a kite. If he’s not in the mood, he’s the dude you see wearing pj pants at one in the afternoon at the grocery store.PS_20150410161252

Sunday is a pair of identical twins. Twin One gets up early with a song in her heart and a swing in her stride. She wears her hair in a bun and adorns it with butterfly clips. Her twin’s in bed late, sleeping off the party from the night before. Twin Two grumbles as she gets ready for the day, running her fingers through her loose and wavy hair. When they look at each other, each twin is puzzled by the other. “So different than me,” they both say. Twin One would die for her sister as would Twin Two for hers. For all the ways they’re different, they recognize that in more ways, they’re the same.PS_20150410162353

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Turning Gray Matter Into Black Ink

The story is clear and sharp within the mind of the writer. The fantastical challenge of our craft is to use words in unique order so that it comes to life for others.

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Red Flower

Red Flower

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Ostrich Farm.

Ostrich Land USA, Buellton, California

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Ginger Cat

Sleeping ginger cat.

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Yosemite, California

A Yosemite day in August.

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Surf Beach Pylons

Surf Beach Pylons
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Why I’ve not posted on my site lately.

So, as you have probably noticed, there’s been a substantial gap between this post and the last. The main reason for this is because I’ve been busy writing books instead of short stories or articles. I am currently working on the sixth book in my series, which is also my eighth book in total.

Other factors have contributed to my lack of commitment to my site. For awhile, I was working with an agent to get the first book of the series published but, unfortunately, he passed away before that became a reality. RIP. I am in no rush to reenter the quarrying phase yet. That is a trial all in itself. I am also researching the self-publishing route as well, but that decision has yet to be finalized.

It’s not only the site I’ve been neglecting, but writing and entering writing challenges as well. I’m on a roll with my books, and don’t want to interrupt the momentum. Still, I don’t want this site to go ignored. Enter another one of my passions; photography. I’m not a professional, but some say there’s a speck of talent in my work. So, to keep this website current I’ll be posting some of my pictures here.

Colorado Colors

Yes, I know, this page was originally created to share words not images, but both are my works. I hope you enjoy them, and, as soon as I have more words to share, I’ll be sure you see them here.

Until then, stay safe, stay healthy, and be happy.

J. Rae Moore

This brings me to my next point. Another passion of mine is photography. So, as my mind is geared toward the pages of my fantasy series, I’d like to keep up this page with the pictures Until I come to a point where I am able to punch in a short

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Code Compliance


29 June 2017

To the Dark Forest Code Compliance Office,
I am sending this letter in reference to the numerous notices and fees I have received from your office concerning  the overgrown condition of my yard.
Firstly, let me remind you of the past accolades my yard and home have earned.
• The Yummiest Yard Award presented in May 2014, 2015, and 2016 by the Little Gnomes Society.
• The Delectable Décor Honor presented in August 2014 and April 2016 by The Munchkin League of Fairytale Land
• The Stripes are Scrumptious Medal presented in June 2014, 2015, and March 2016 by The Fairies for Equality Foundation.
• The Editable Construction Certificate presented for the year of 2016 by King Phillip –himself!
As you can see, I am not in the habit of letting my property fall into ruin. Maintaining a gingerbread house is a full time investment. However, because of the debilitating injuries I suffered in an unfortunate incident earlier this year, I’ve had no choice but to fall behind on the maintenance of my estate.
Surely, you read about the incident in the Princess Daily Press. Although the article was extremely one-sided, making me out to be some kind of monster, I’m sure you’ll be reassured once you hear my side of it.
It was in early May when I found two children nibbling away at the siding of my home. Of course, I felt sorry for the poor dears. They were obviously very hungry, so I invited them inside. If only I knew what was to come.
Once inside my home, the boy, Hansel, went into a frenzy, eating and licking everything in sight. I thought the boy foolish with hunger so I placed him in an enclosure to save the integrity of my home. I instructed his sister, Gretel, to assist me in whipping together a batch of my famous chocolate chip butter cookies. Sure, the children ate the cookies without complaint, but when I insisted Gretel help tidy up the preparation mess, she threw a huge temper tantrum. I explained the concept of cleaning up after oneself but there was no calming the child. – I blame the parents –
Seeing I would get no help from the children, I went about cleaning the oven myself. It wasn’t until I felt the firm push that I realized my mistake. Those horrible, ungrateful, evil children had pushed me in and closed the door. Consequently, I suffered major injuries. I spent weeks in the hospital and am still recovering. Thus, all of this has hindered me from keeping up my home.
I should hope you understand. I am asking for the full dismissal of the accumulated warnings and fees your Code Compliance Officer, Miss Priss has nailed to my front door. And, compensation for the damage said officer has caused to the door with said nails. Thank you.
Awaiting Action,
The Witch in the Gingerbread House on Canetree Lane

P.S. I was sorry to hear of Hansel and Gretel’s recent disappearances in the paper. I’m sure they’ll turn up.
P.P.S. Please extend an invitation to Code Compliance Officer, Miss Priss. I invite her to come to my house for milk and cookies. She knows where I live.


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First Draft’s Promise

First Draft’s Promise

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I thought of this while reading the first draft of my new paranormal manuscript. I know it will be something special – eventually.


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