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threads (a spoken monologue)

An exploration of a mysterious, unbreakable connection that transcends boundaries. In searching for meaning, one soul feels the pull of another—a force that’s both comforting and perplexing, moving through shadows and light, beyond time and space. This piece invites you to reflect on the connections that shape us, whether to another person, a deeper self, or something greater.

https://on.soundcloud.com/xM6V6

Inspired by a sleepless night staring at the shadows on the ceiling. The initial thought was this:

What is this thing? When wires and threads are binding her to him? When her shadow is caressed by an angel’s soul? She sees him with her eyes closed everytime she drowns in light. Unknown. Unbound. No time, no space. What is this thing? Is she a puppet of the stars? Is she the end of every story? He grows under her skin, an ember whenever she is freezing cold.

And from there it turned into this:

What is this thing? This… force, these wires and threads, binding me to him. No, not binding—more like weaving, like threads that aren’t even there but somehow pull, unseen, all the same. And there I am, caught in them, feeling every tug, every whisper.

His shadow… it’s there, even when I close my eyes. I feel it, gentle, like the touch of an angel. Sometimes, it feels like he’s cradling my own shadow in his hands, like he knows parts of me I don’t even know myself.

And when I… when I drown in light, in that brightness that blinds, I see him. I see him with my eyes closed, as clear as the sun but… untouchable. Unknown. Unbound. No time, no place, just him… there. Always.

What is this thing? Is it fate? Or am I… some puppet of the stars, some story they’re writing with threads I’ll never understand? I wonder if… if I’m meant to be the end of his story. Or maybe he’s the end of mine. I can’t even tell if we’re moving closer or farther away.

He’s… there, you know? Not in some obvious way, but under my skin. Like an ember. Whenever the world goes cold, there he is, burning, reminding me he exists. Warming the places I can’t reach on my own.

So tell me… what is this thing? Because it’s not letting go, and… maybe, neither am I.

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With the help of Weather Systems and Daniel Cavanagh, my vision for this piece was captured beautifully. The dreamlike music, ethereal, universal lifts my words high above my usual standards.

Give it a listen. Threads. Weather Systems and Catherine Tricarico

If you like it, share it with your friends and everyone you know 🙂 And don’t forget to be kind to the creators. A few nice words or a comment are always very appreciated.

Have a great weekend

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Memory lane

Today, I saw that an old post from November 2017 was read a couple of times – today. I am not one who looks at the stats all day long, but I noticed this because it is a special post to me. (That said, I usually take a moment in June to reflect on the first half of the year on the blog… Expect a post about that soon)

I remember that particular post from November very well. I remember exactly when I wrote it and why. I know what happened before and what happened after.

music that pulls at the right strings

It’s quite painful to read all of these words again. They were at the beginning of a dark and depressive phase in my life and I am not completely out of the woods yet. I have been fighting and struggling for three years.

Recently, I discovered that I am actually a mediocre writer at best. I keep repeating the same words and phrases; I keep replaying the same scenes and moments. And my writing became dull. Unimportant. Irrelevant.

There are many many amazing writers out there. There are musicians who write lyrics so powerful that they make the listener tear up.

I am not one of them. Not anymore.

Not anymore.

I am sorry.

I lost my most important muse and stopped listening to the music that makes me feel. It is as if I am overwhelmed all the time, yet numb too. It is as if I am censoring myself and hiding behind the mask of the person I am expected to be.

I am exhausted. I haven’t slept properly in four days. And I can’t do it anymore.

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music – our ceasing voice

Today, I am sharing something special with you… The Austrian band Our Ceasing Voice. I chose three songs and they are all quite different.

Polaroids and Chinese Whispers (from the album “When the Headline Hit Home“, 2011)

 

with Matthew Ryan – until our chest explodes (from the album “That Last November“, 2013)

 

The Arsonist (from the album “Free Like Tonight“, 2017)

 

I really like that you can hear the evolution and change over the years, and yet, there is something that is still undeniably Our Ceasing Voice. I hope you enjoy it. If the first song is not for you, try the second or third.

Lots of love,

Cathy

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Christmas tag

Thank you to Paul for nominating me for this festive tag, and I would also like to hear your answers to my questions.

a) Rules:

1. Thank the blogger that tagged you and link their blog to your post.

2. List the rules in the post.

3. Answer all the questions asked by the blogger.

4. Nominate some other bloggers and provide them with 12 new questions!

b) Paul’s questions

1. What do you eat on Christmas?

On the 24th, we have Fondue Bourguignonne. (Fondue with meat cooked in red wine). On 25th, we are invited with my husband’s family, and I don’t know what we’ll have.

2. Do you like wrapping presents?

Yes, I do. And I am quite good at it.

3. Do the other reindeer feel slighted that they haven’t been asked to lead Santa’s sleigh yet?

I don’t know. Santa doesn’t exist here in Luxembourg. We celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ.

4. What’s your favourite tree ornament?

A purple glass ornament.

5. What makes a good mall Santa?

I couldn’t say. There are St. Nicola’s here around the 6th of December. A good one is not drunk and loves talking to the kids, keeping the magic alive.

6. Favourite Christmas movie?

I am very girlie here… I like the Family Stone, and I also like Home for the Holidays. And Miracle on 34th Street.

7. Have you ever snooped around the house for your presents?

*Shaking my head No, whispering yes*

8. Is an inflatable snowman on the front lawn really necessary?

Nope

9. Do you like when your gifts come in bags?

No. It takes the fun of unwrapping them

10. If it doesn’t snow on Christmas, is it still Christmas?

Yes! There is no white Christmas around here… With few exceptions.

11. Have you ever returned a present?

No. Every present is chosen with care, even if I don’t like it.

12. Alvin and the Chipmunks have a made a lot of money off of their Christmas album. If you were to make a Christmas Album, what would your hit single be called?

Last Christmas I dreamed of dancing in a winter wonderland.

c) Nominations:

I nominate River Dixon, fauxcroft, Jeff, and everyone of you who has visited more than once. You are welcome to leave your answers in the comments too.

Here are my 12 Christmas questions:

1. What is your earliest memory about Christmas?

2. How do you spend December 25th?

3. For me, the Christmas season starts when I first hear Last Christmas on the radio; when does the festive season begin for you?

4. Which traditions don’t you like?

5. Do you even celebrate this day?

6. Do you like giving presents?

7. How many kilos will you gain this year?

8. I wrote a post about not liking the festive season for various reasons, do you like or dread December?

9. Do you decorate your home and house?

10. Do you sing Christmas carols around the tree?

11. What is the worst that could happen during a Christmas party at work?

12. What would you get me if money wasn’t an issue?

Enjoy… Looking forward to your answers.

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Goodreads

I joined Goodreads a couple of days ago. Honestly, I have no real idea how it works, but I will figure it out on the go. The app doesn’t seem to allow me to do much.

https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/18413596.Catherine_Tricarico

Come join me there, please. It is quite lonesome at the moment and I don’t know what to do. I added half of my library, but got tired, lol.

Would you like to be my friend?

Cathy 🙂

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Review

It was by sheer coincidence that I noticed a five star review for my book Unquiet Minds on Amazon.de. It is the first review on Amazon, and I have no idea who wrote it. I think, I don’t know them, but I am very grateful for these beautiful and kind words.

Are you curious yet? Here is an Amazon link: Unquiet Minds

But you can also get in touch with me, and I’ll send you a signed edition.

I am really proud of those five stars 🙂

Thank you.

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The most valuable comment I ever wrote…

https://nate.live/the-only-thing-missing-in-my-life/

It is scary to fall apart publicly. It is even scarier to fall apart all alone. But you are not alone. And the darkness and apathy is understood and lived by many. Me included. There are these high highs and the low lows. And all I want is this: if you look at me, please see me. If you see me for the damaged person that I am, please love me. I felt from you words that you feel the same. The outside world can be perfect, but if the inside feels like a storm, the most perfect life becomes dull and blunt. Sometimes, life is overwhelming. Sometimes, all we can do is cry and let the tears wet our cheeks for seemingly no reason. And maybe, maybe it looks as if you aren’t doing anything, as if you aren’t moving. But you are doing a whole lot. You are not giving up. You are light, Nathan. You don’t see it because you are in the dark, but believe me, you are light.
On top of that, you are not missing from your life. This may not be how media or friends or whoever suggests life to be, but sometimes it is like that. Sometimes we fall apart. You are there. I can see you! And I like this vulnerable side of you. There is nothing wrong with it. Fall, Nate… we are there to catch you.
Thank you for your honesty.

I remember reading Nate’s post and falling apart too. November 2017 should have been amazing. It should have been the most precious and extraordinary month of my life. But for reasons that were not in my control, it wasn.’t. And I fell. For months I had been struggling and I had been trying to keep moving. But then came the time and I fell. And no one seemed to see it. Or maybe they did and it didn’t matter? I didn’t matter.

I was giving up. I was ready to give up my life. My poetry book “Quiet Minds” was supposed to be my final mistake and my final goodbye. But when I published that book, I felt something. I felt proud of myself. I loved that side of me – the creative/writing side. And through all the muddled thoughts, I began to see myself. Many days I am still my own worst enemy, but there are also the days when I am my biggest fan.

I am a fan of the comment I wrote and shared above. I am sure that I wasn’t sober when I wrote it, but I can assure you, my words are my truth.

❤

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Find a Little Love in me

I told you about my 100/100 project, well, it is looking good so far. I have written 65 chapters. All of them longer than 100 words. Some longer than 110 words. One is 130 words. Bending my own rules. I am afraid that I will jinx it because I often become bored of my own projects. On the other hand, I made it this far, there is no reason why I can’t finish it. (Only if I am running out of story) The story is not autobiographical, but there is a lot of me in it. There is a reason for that too… I haven’t written fiction in a long time. I couldn’t come up with characters and Backstories. And that gave me the idea to use some of what I know. To use my own quirks and behaviours. I am not quite sure how to share it here. I don’t want to bore you and I don’t want to overload my blog… Still trying to figure that one out. I did post 17 chapters (as of today) on Wattpad. Just to get a feel for it. I must admit… The same 4 readers are on board again. I am lucky to have them, it would also be nice for the story to find a bigger audience.

http://www.wattpad.com/CatherineMicqu that’s where you can find me. Though I have to let go of a little Wattpad related rant. There are ads between chapters. I hate it. And I wasn’t asked if it was okay for them to distract my readers from my stories with silly apps. It is annoying and, seriously, as a reader, it puts me off reading anything on that side right now.

Sooner rather than later, Find a Little Love in me, will find it’s way over here. Perhaps very soon, lol. Right like in the next hours. (I decided that while I was writing)

Have a great time,

Read you very soon (and ad-free)

Cathy

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Unquiet Minds…

… is available for your Kindle now. Yes, you read that right. Come on. You know you want it. There is a possibility to take a look inside the book.

Go, see for yourself.

Unquiet Minds on Kindle

Also, thank you to the recent Smashwords purchasers. You are heroes. You put a smile on a tired face. Thank you.

💜

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More free stories…

For a while, my main writing genre was lgbt romance. My stories weren’t bad at all, but they are in need of editing, I admit.

https://tablo.io/micqu

The above link brings you straight to the site where you can read for free.

Enjoy and don’t be shy to tell me what you think.

Cathy

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Throwback

I just stumbled over this… I wrote it last October and I think, it feels real and intense and maybe even powerful. I can’t remember that I wrote it, but it is definitely my writing and my fictional character in this. Can I be blunt? I read this and I teared up and I don’t know why. It’s the sole reason why I share this link and hope that you will be touched by this too.

https://micqu.wordpress.com/2016/10/26/next-november/

Thank you.