You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, 'I lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along.' ~~~Eleanor Roosevelt

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

A Vampire's Guide

Exciting News!

I don't know if I told you
but I am a
of the
Design Team
Moonlight Journey!
When I decided write this post, 
 I immediately knew that
 their awesome collage sheet
 would be perfect for  my version of the


A Vampire's Guide to
 Surviving a Werewolf Attack! 

Ya'll know I am all about

Well, I am a bit down because
the last episode is coming up on
 Septembert 12th and then
no more series until next year!!
Sad! Sad! Sad!
I still have more books in the
Sokkie Stackhouse series to read
 so maybe I'll be able to
hold out until next June!! all  
 fans out there...
  I thought I would share 
of one of the 
 with you!

*Small note:
The art is mine,
the images are from
Moonlight Journey,
and  the quotes are from the
True Blood Series 3, Episode 9!!
Gotta give credit where credit is due!!

A Vampire's Guide To
 Surviving A
WereWolf Attack!!

With Were attacks on the rise,
you have to be prepared to defend yourself !

Here are 6 easy guide lines to remember
when confronted with a Werewolf attack!

1.  Always Stay Dehydrated
Feeding before facing off against a
pack of Werewolves can be the difference
 between a bad night and a true death!
A Full Vampire is a Strong Vampire!

Werewolves are dirty, loud, and stupid!
You should be able to hear
and smell them coming a mile away!
The nose never lies!

Your emotions must stay in check!
They can smell fear and
use it to their advantage!
We are Superior!
Act Like it!

Spot out the Alpha and take him out!
With no leader, the others will be disorganized!

Faster than you probably even know! 
Strike Quickly!!
They'll never know what hit them!!

You are the
fastest creature
 on the planet
 for crying out loud!!!


If you really liked the
"very cool and  spooky"
Vampire Images
 I used for my altered art,
then go to the
Moonlight Journey badge 
located on  my side bar
and click to see all
thier really amazing
 NEW Halloween collage sheets!
And have a great time making
Happy Halloween 
" Spooky Art"!

Thank you for visiting
my very Spooky Blog!

Come back by again to see
the altered art of
Dark Rosaleen!

 It's a lot of frightful fun, 
  with ghostly terrible treats, 
and haunted horrible sights
of  that special night we call

Dear Friends, leave me a comment...

Dear Friends, leave me a comment...

Life Is A Witch And Then You Fly!

Life Is A Witch And Then You Fly!

The Poem "Dark Rosaleen"

O my Dark Rosaleen, Do no sigh, do not weep! The priests are on the ocean green, they march along the Deep. There's wine from the royal Pope upon the ocean green; and Spanish ale shall give you hope, My Dark Rosaleen! My own Rosaleen! Shall glad your heart, shall give you hope, Shall give you health, and help, and hope, My Dark Rosaleen. Over hills and through dales have I roamed for your sake; all yesterday I sailed with sails on river and on lake. The Erne at its highest flood I dashed across unseen, For there was lightning in my blood, My Dark Rosaleen! My own Rosaleen! Oh! there was lightning in my blood, Red lightning lightened through my blood, My Dark Rosaleen! All day long in unrest to and fro do I move, The very soul within my breast Is wasted for you,love! The heart in my bosom faints to think of you, my Queen, My life of life, my saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen! My own Rosaleen! To hear your sweet and sad complaints, My life, my love, my saint of saints, My Dark Rosaleen! Woe and pain, pain and woe, are my lot night and noon, To see your bright face clouded so, like to the mournful moon. But yet will I rear your throne again in golden sheen;'Tis you shall reign, shall reign alone, My Dark Rosaleen! My own Rosaleen! 'Tis you shall have the golden throne,'Tis you shall reign, and reign alone, My Dark Rosaleen! Over dews, over sands will I fly for your weal; your holy delicate white hands shall girdle me with steel. At home in your emerald bowers,from morning's dawn till e'en, you'll pray for me, my flower of flowers, My Dark Rosaleen! My fond Rosaleen! You'll think of me through Daylight's hours, My virgin flower, my flower of flowers, My Dark Rosaleen! I could scale the blue air, I could plough the high hills, Oh, I could kneel all night in prayer, to heal your many ills! And one beamy smile for you would float like light between my toils and me, my own, my true, My Dark Rosaleen! My fond Rosaleen! Would give me life and soul anew, A second life, a soul anew, My Dark Rosaleen! O! the Erne shall run red with redundance of blood, The earth shall rock beneath our tread, and flames wrap hill and wood, and gun-peal, a slogan cry, wake many a glen serene, ere you shall fade, ere you shall die, My Dark Rosaleen! My own Rosaleen! The Judgment Hour must first be nigh,ere you can fade, ere you can die, My Dark Rosaleen!