Fossils of Memory by Kruti Mehta

Hello Everyone. I am Kruti Mehta, an avid blogger and upcoming author. I have been blogging for the past the 2 years on http://www.10eveningflowers.wordpress.com. While I am not able to connect through many of you, there are enthusiastic friends around me helping me out with the same. Lauren is definitely one of them.
I started blogging back in 2011 with a passion for writing. In the same year I had fantasy visions of a girl, Rhiana. They were so strong that I had to write a story on it. And I started writing a story of a young girl Rhiana Fosters.
“In the small beautiful village of Avina lived Rihana Fosters. Rhiana is a beautiful young girl who gets spooky dreams about places and people that are completely unknown to her. Do these dreams mean anything or is her mind playing tricks on her? Is someone trying to give her a message? The book unveils the story of Rhiana and her friends and their journey towards finding the answers to all these questions.”
My book is named “Fossils of Memory”. Its releasing on 20th August. You can find more details on https://www.facebook.com/fossilsofmemory.
Journey towards it:
The concept of the book is based on imagination and fantasy of dark world. The places and characters are fictional. Writing this book was not an easy journey. I wrote till 2013 January and then I had a “writer’s block”. I waited for three more months to come out of it struggling. While the entire book was complete I could not come out with a perfect climax.

In April 2013 a friend of mine stepped in to the project. Being a blogger and writer herself she offered to help me finish the book. Her name is Himanshi shahs and her blog is http://playfulsoul.wordpress.com. I gave her the space of Co-Author and she drafted the climax for my book. This is how “Fossils of Memory” was complete.
I am a first time author and your support and suggestions would be highly valued. Do let me know if you like my book

Kruti Mehta

Uncharted

Will new doors
dare to open
if what they reveal
is unexpected?

A chance worth taking
to feel more connected
or a daunting challenge
when one feels dejected

For those who live in darkness
afraid to embrace the light
believing darkness
is their only right

Then despair settles with dust
on the lonely shelf
leaving Hope to wonder
where the entry is
to redeem itself

LScott © 2013

Calm and Crazy

Hello All!

Once again, I’m behind on reading all of your wonderful blog posts.
I’ve been working on a project, which is consuming most of my time.

I haven’t written any new poems
and actually, I need to get inspired
I can’t re-post forever!
Anyway, the real busy part should be ending soon and I’ll be
visiting you again and trying to catch up a little.

To end your week, I’m sending some “calm” to soothe your “crazy.”

Have a wonderful Friday and weekend! 
Lauren ♥

calm candle photo 2013

Morning (re-post)

A little past dawn
light invites itself
streaming through
the window
Feeling the stare
my eyes open
only to realize
night has bid farewell
Dreading
getting out of bed
and the biting cold
when toes
touch the floor

I pull the covers
over my head

Bodies warm
and cozy, a
duet
all snuggly

lying next
to my hubby

Daybreak can wait
I’m not willing
to greet
the chilling
hour
just yet

LScott © 2012

Sorry for another oldie, but thanks for reading again,
if you’ve already seen this. I’ve been busy
working on another project and haven’t had
time to write. Wishing you all a wonderful
evening or day, wherever you may be. ♥

Scrabble Soup

First you need a thought,
nothing fancy
and it can’t be bought,
then add a spoonful of emotion.
There’s no magical potion,
although, I have a notion
you could include humor.
According to rumor,
laughter’s the best medicine.
It always has been.
Yet, contrary to giggles,
start some tears flowing
with a dash of melancholy,
or if you’d rather be jolly,
Don’t be coy,
Sprinkle in some joy.
Now, to spice up your mixture
(I think you get the picture)
toss in some melody
with your favored tempo
and let your feet dance.
Feel the rhythm and
give romance a chance.
This is where you improvise
(write between the lines).
Follow your feelings.
Close your eyes,
peel off your disguise.

This is your recipe and vision.
Follow your bliss
and for a final touch,

Seal it with a kiss!

LScott © 2012

(sharing another oldie)

🙂

Surrender

I wanted to get away, be a
chameleon, feel my
soul dance to some loud
tunes, sip on something
soothing and cool,

but I could feel your eyes,
just like before, when they
had the company of your lips
and hands. I didn’t want to
react to you again. My mind

was reeling as you willed me
to look your way. I ignored
the current. I wasn’t going to
be swayed by your gaze,
but I couldn’t disguise

the excitement inside.
My body was acting alone,
not listening to logic, but needing
to fulfill the hunger for you,
so maybe I simply stopped

thinking too much, or the music
sent me into a world of lust,
for when you tapped my shoulder
and I looked up,
I fell deep inside your

pools of blue, there was
nothing I could do
no one
could save me, not even
You.

LScott © 2013