Night of the Living Moths

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This story begins at midnight on August 28th. I was the last person awake in my household and decided that reading a crime novel would be a great stimulant for sweet dreams. I happened to glance up and see something on the wall. I immediately knew it was a bug and what looked like a moth. Even though I know that they’re harmless, they still make me anxious. While deciding how the heck I was going to dispose of him without disturbing my sleeping family, I didn’t dare move or breathe. In a heart-stopping moment, the moth flew to a new spot on the same wall. Simultaneously I dove off the couch and ran down the stairs, making a beeline (get it?!) for the bug spray & fly swatter. Armed with weaponry, I slowly made my way upstairs. The moth had now moved even lower down the wall, low enough for me to see him up close. Even though I was scared out of my mind, I inched closer until I was halfway behind a wall but still about a foot away from my foe. I thought my fear couldn’t possibly get worse, but then I saw it. This was no ordinary moth. It was the Moth From Hell a.k.a. Mothra. I had never seen a moth with a head like this, if it was actually a moth. It had wings like a moth but a big head that appeared to be red, although I cannot defend the accuracy of what I saw since I had been reading a crime novel. The only thing I can compare it to is the round, red nose of a fighter plane; I’m not even joking.  I couldn’t swat him because my brother was sleeping right behind the wall and had to be up early for work. I knew I had to risk it and use the spray even though Mothra could potentially fly into my face. I’m sure it’s not hard for you to believe that it took me several moments to summon up the courage. Thank God he didn’t move!! I finally pulled up my big girl pants and inwardly commanded myself to JUST DO IT. I assumed the proper stance for quick reaction, said a quick but heartfelt prayer, and sprayed Mothra with the vengeance of Godzilla. Of course he moved so I naturally ran and hid. Big mistake!! When I inched back around the wall, he was G-O-N-E. I thought his movement had been downward due to the lethal spray, but I wasn’t quite ready to search just in case he still had enough life left to fly at me. It was now 1am, and I was panicking. Unfortunately my mom saw the lamplight and decided to see who was still up. She was now part of my late night soap opera episode. We spent the next fifteen to twenty minutes searching the entire house for Mothra. We never found his body. Also, my fear became too much for me, and I cried. I don’t mean pitiful tears; I mean my body was shaking and water was leaking out of my eyes like the California drought was at stake. I calmed down a little bit, but nerves still ruined my night. I shut my bedroom door, which I never do, and after a few more hours of reading because I didn’t want to shut my eyes, I tentatively turned off my light. I had a difficult time falling asleep and woke up several times but did eventually get some rest. It still upsets me that Mothra disappeared. I know what I saw was real, but that’s hard to explain when you’re the only one awake and you’ve been reading a crime novel which amps up imagination. If Mothra reveals himself again, dead or alive, I will add an update. Hopefully tonight is uneventful because I am exhausted. 😭

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Those Summer Nights

It’s that time of year folks, the time when earth feels like it’s roasting inside a sauna over the flames of hell.  When I’m not concealing sweat at work, I’m sitting in front of a fan at home pretending I live in a colder climate.  Not only is it hot, but California is rain-free, dry, and on high alert for fires.  Fun times!  Now that I’ve brought you up to speed on the weather report, prepare yourself for a story eerily similar to one I told one year ago.  If you don’t know what I’m talking about, click the following link and study up:

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The night was June 21, 2016 and the time approximately midnight.  The night air was refreshingly cool.  The window was open and the fan blasting.  I was spread out on the couch preparing to enjoy some therapy a-la-Netflix.  In one moment, my seemingly perfect summer night came screeching to a halt.  I heard the haunting buzz of a large insect and wasted no time in jumping off the couch and turning on the light.  As soon as I did so, I caught sight of movement in the window.  The volume of my voice raised slightly as I exclaimed that there was a bug inside the house.  He was not very happy with my actions because next thing I know he’s flying at me.  I ran down the stairs yelling “NO NO NO NO NO!!!!!”  My mom came out of her bedroom to see what was going on, and my dad expressed concern from the comfort of his bed.  Armed with a shoe and Lysol, I made my mom accompany me while I checked every single window in the house.  I was not about to sleep with a huge bug on the loose!!  After many tears and a panic attack, I shut myself in my room (after numerous inspections) and did my best to sleep despite intense anxiety and a migraine.  The next day my mom informed me that she had found a dead June bug in her bedroom.  I felt immediate deja vu.  What is it with my mom and I fighting June bugs??!!!

Don’t you just love summer?? 😡

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Happy Endings and Midnight Madness

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(Technically the contents of this post took place after midnight, but “Midnight Madness” sounds much more poetic than  “After Midnight Madness” or “Post-Midnight Madness.”)

Last night was one of those magical nights that I have every once in awhile as a writer.  It is an experience that produces both positive and negative results.  I was in the mood for a movie, specifically a murder mystery.  Unfortunately, I had already finished the Miss Marple DVD recently checked out from the library.  I did the next best thing and checked Youtube for any free episodes that had slipped under the radar of the copyright police.  Nada.  I moved on to Hulu, and this is where the magic began.  I did not find a Miss Marple murder mystery, but I did discover a British romance film entitled “Not Another Happy Ending.”  I was not particularly in the mood for a romance flick, but I was bored and decided to give it a chance since it was already past midnight.

The  basic synopsis is as follows: After discovering that his top-selling author Jane Lockhart writes best when unhappy, publisher Tom Duvall secretly plots to make her miserable.  Sometime during the process, he discovers that he is in love with her.

Jane’s character reminded me so much of myself.  Unless something extremely emotional in my life has happened, I do not feel inspired to write.  This is my creative process, and I love it.  Writing has become my therapy.; I do not turn to my journals unless I need to vent or have something meaningful to say.  When I force myself to write, which includes blogging, I find no joy or meaning in what I write.  During the creative process of Jane’s novel in the film, I found myself desiring to write.  When the movie was finished, nothing but book ideas were floating around in my brain.  Naturally I could not sleep because my brain would not shut off.  I sprayed my pillow with lavender and inhaled the scent of my Eucalyptus Spearmint lotion; that probably sounds weird, but those two products have helped relieve my insomnia therefore I remain a religious consumer.  I finally started to feel sleepy, but my mind was still producing thoughts at top speed.  I realized my eyes weren’t shutting because a beam of light was shining down directly onto my pillow.  I should now mention that I sleep best in complete darkness, which is ironic considering the irrational fears I feel in the dark.  I looked up and saw that a beautiful 3/4 moon was the source of the light.  I laid down and stared up at the moon.  In that moment, I felt like God was confirming that all the ideas being produced by my imagination were good ideas.  Sleep came soon after my revelation.  I now have five book ideas in my head and hope I live long enough to complete each and every one of them.

I bid you all a good night.  Follow your dreams readers!

-Lauren Michele :)

“I’ve never seen a moon in the sky that, if it didn’t take my breath away, at least misplaced it for a moment.”  – Colin Farrell

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