Explore a female's longing in all its complexity. AT HER ALL is the kind of escape we've all been craving—a numbing experience to an awakening.
The road trip you are about to travel is through the anatomy of a crime in a place we ALL visit eight hours a day, five days a week, for 50 plus years of our precious life. Lara Faye Edison is in pursuit of a treasure trove to collect the scraps of her soul. Lara cannot change the past, but she can change the future.
It’s an all-paid one-way ticket excursion from the Carolina mountains to the Eastern seashore to explore the love-hate relationship with mortal remains. A journey through time to identify fictitious questionable characters we all meet on our journey through time. Everyone you meet on this scavenger hunt is the traveling Worker Bee.
Everyone travels through life, gathering their story like shells on the seashore. Every shell is different. In the story of AT HER ALL, you will get to know everyone by the origin of birth. There will be guides and manuals to help you along your travels. You will recognize the questionable characters by their accent, fingerprints, blood type, face, gender, ethnicity, class, height, weight, DNA, scars, habits, history, and 206 bones. The characters you meet will hide the truth as you gather the evidence.
Before billions of Worker Bees, what befell is the untold truth, terminated by creating a lie. Even when you are innocent or guilty, sometimes it’s impossible to prove either.
You will find many WHY’S in these words by the water’s edge as you castaway what’s been said. Fasten your seatbelt because it is a bumpy ride. It’s up to you to put the wishbone, the funny bone, the backbone, the tailbone back together again, and there’s one thing about words: you can terminate the characters you don’t like and never commit a crime.
The story AT HER ALL is about finding life’s safety net and searching for those who have fallen through the loopholes, and the power of hindsight will be your foresight.
Out from the Shadows ©
by Jackie Lynaugh
“I wasn’t born to spoil under anyone’s shadow
and rot like an unhatched egg.
I wasn’t born to follow orders.
I wasn’t born for boredom.
I wasn’t born to satisfy someone else’s needs,
to take care of them
or they take care of me
or hide in their arms
or to be taken for granted.
I wasn’t born to follow ideas of what truth is
or to live according to someone's beliefs
or to think along their lines
or to learn their facts.
I was born to think independently
I was born to find my own truth
and make my own rules
and find my own way.
I was born to meet life full throttle.
Walk the Appalachian trails.
To be seduced by an alpha male.
Kissed a million times
and loved for a thousand years.
To meet different faces, travel,
and learn other cultures.
Watch the stars at night.
Take long walks
dance on the beach
be swept off my feet
be taken by storm
to be heartbroken.
and found again.
I was born to get my hands dirty and
plant a garden and watch it grow.
To get sand between my toes.
Mud on my face.
Sand spurs under my feet.
I was born to jump into the ocean.
Pick up seashells and find starfish.
To go beyond time and space.
To welcome miracles.
To share a wishbone
and make a wish.
To totally lose myself.
I was born to feel everything
and to experience everything.
The bitter taste of sorrow.
The foul taste of hatred.
The sweet taste of love.
I was born to learn how to be graceful.
I was born to know the truth
and learn how to give to I have nothing more.
To work hard and play hard.
I was born to learn how to speak the language of love
and unlock my heart.
How to take care of my health.
Learn how to let go of all expectations
and let the future unfold like unwrapping a present.
I was born to learn how it feels to lose everything
except for the things that matter.
I am born to spread my wings
fly towards the sun
burn into ashes
fall to the earth and rise again.
I will be proud of my scars and my wrinkles.
I was born to be free
and time will let me live my
life out from the shadows.”
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