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And now we blog from A to Zed....

It's that time of year again.... when everything in the blogosphere goes a bit, well, alphabetical....

2013 marks year three for this blogger. When I first stumbled across this challenge, I'll admit I had no clue what I was really getting into. I started with no theme, no plan, no direction--- it's a wonder I made it through the month intact. As each letter passed, I found it more and more difficult to come up with the "word of the day". 

Year two was MUCH easier-- I had the brilliant "eureka!" moment before the challenge started and decided on a specific theme--- poisons! and poetry! (felt the need to add a poem-a-day as April IS National Poetry Month)--- could definitely have used a theme my first year.

This year will be all things supernatural.... those beings and creatures we all know and love/hate. And, because I'm a glutton for punishment, there'll be a poem added to each post as well.

And so, the challenge begins.....

Welcome fellow bloggers! And, good luck fellow A-to-Zers!!!!

Happy blogging!

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  1. Oh you wicked little muse! I absolutely adore Mythology and the super natural! I am gobbling up your blog already like Bigfoot would a doughnut! Keep it up my writing buddy! Or let the Chupacabra suck your blood dry! Jk but I do love it!

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    1. LOL!! Thanks, girl!
      And, I sooooooo thought about doing Chupacabra for my letter C, but, when I came across Cockatrice, I couldn't pass it up! :-)

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