Gobblers by Masticadores Publishes my short story, “She Sleeps”

On November 20, 2025 By Lauren Scott, AuthorIn Stories70 Comments

Good morning and Happy Thursday! I’m listening to raindrops tap dance on the roof as I type up this post. And I’m delighted to share that Editor, Manuela Timofte at Gobblers by Masticadores is featuring my short story today, “She Sleeps.” I’m always grateful to have my writing published on her esteemed site. So thank you again, Manuela, for your generosity and kindness. ❤️

She Sleeps

An eerie high-pitched note whirls around in young Becky’s mind as she sleeps. The howling is earsplitting, wailing just outside her window, imitating a music score in a horror film. Not that she would know because she isn’t old enough to watch scary movies, but her six-year-old imagination tells her so. The trees fall into a trance like a spell has been cast upon them. Rocking back and forth, their branches bend in unnatural ways, the tips like long, pointed fingernails scratching on the double-paned window. The howling grates on her brain like a fork scraping a plate. Raindrops pound with anger. Becky tosses and turns. She fights to stay asleep. Subconsciously, she remembers Beauty and the Beast on the wall above her headboard, the best musical ever, and how she adores Belle. She’s carried to a happy place, slowing falling back into a deep slumber, but only temporarily…

To read the full story, please click on the link below. And if you’re unfamiliar with Manuela’s site, I hope you’ll take time to peruse the various pieces of wonderful writing.

She Sleeps – A short story

Thanks so much for your visit, and I wish you a fabulous day! 💖

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© Lauren Scott, Baydreamerwrites.com

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By the Book

On November 17, 2025November 17, 2025 By Lauren Scott, AuthorIn Poetry97 Comments

Living by the book
doing what is right
you hold your goals high
clearly in sight.

Number one, check
rejoice with your love
the future looks rosy
yet barriers hang above.

Undetectable
to the naked eye
wouldn’t foresee
in the greatest sky.

The first one drops
devastation of heart
keep moving forward
resilient from the start.

You look for the good
in all people you meet
a mixture of manners
some sour, some sweet.

The second one drops
then number three
the counting has stopped
is this meant to be?

Treatment received
appalling at best
a really good person
put to the test.

The past still haunts
in wee hours of the night
when important goals
are nothing but plight.

You focus on the bliss
not one thought to quit
because no matter what
everyone copes with shit.

Though working hard
is still the best method
the outcome isn’t certain
from great work ethic.

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© Lauren Scott, Baydreamerwrites.com
Does this poem resonate with you or
someone you know? I’d love to hear in the comments.
I haven’t been online in the last few days,
but I’ll read blogs today. Have a good week ahead! ❤️

Autumn shows her true colors in Wine Country

On November 13, 2025November 13, 2025 By Lauren Scott, AuthorIn Photos, Poetry115 Comments

We spent last weekend in Wine Country, specifically visiting our favorite boutique winery, Char Vale Vineyards. Our experiences at Char Vale have been so wonderful that we became members. So last weekend, our plan was to pick up the bottles of wine that we had ordered. But as members, we were offered complimentary wine tasting. The owner and staff always go the extra mile, and the setting is magical. On this visit, the one and only winemaker, Justin, came out to meet us, and we chatted for almost a half hour. It was interesting to learn more about the process. We also love this time of year, so watching the wardrobe of Autumn unfold was stunning, to say the least. Golden hues, oranges, reds…warm and cozy vibes. I hope you enjoy the photos…

***Enjoying the sips and notes and scenery.***

***View from our hotel of the quaint downtown.***

Are you surprised that I became inspired to write? 🙂 I hope you enjoy these haiku…

(1)

harvest has ended
as season of fall arrives
field of golden hues

(2)

blue sky stretches to
infinity as we sip
notes of pear and peach

(3)

autumn parades her
golden gown through ten acres
blue sky umbrella

(4)

process continues
when leaves gently pirouette
lovely vines bare all

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The weekend was beautiful beyond words, and now raindrops dance on our roof. Thanks so much for stopping by, and I wish you a wonderful day! If you found a favorite photo or haiku, let me know in the comments! 🧡❤️🍁

© Lauren Scott, Baydreamerwrites.com

Perspective of a Yamaha Guitar

On November 11, 2025 By Lauren Scott, AuthorIn Poetry108 Comments

I wish the long haul
would’ve been in your heart.
My strings and your fingers
would’ve collaborated well, I could tell.
You learned the chords, major and minor,
your strumming had improved,
and your voice, smooth as honey.
I had faith in you.

Then another passion stole your hours…
writing, and I understand,
I really do. And yet, it’s just me
sitting in this corner of the room.
Most of the time, I don’t mind.
It can feel cozy and warm
when the sun rises high in the sky,
bringing light. But after sunset,
darkness creeps in,
giving me chills of loneliness.

Now and then, you dust me off
and that’s when I feel joy
in my body and fretboard –
the soft touch of a cloth,
so comforting.
I feel hope in each string
that you’ll gently pull me out
of my black case
and hold me in your arms…

to hear a verse, bridge, or melody,
to immerse our souls
into the notes that hold meaning…

but you simply wipe away the particles
that have landed
and walk out, leaving me
to ponder the mysteries
of humans. A painful task, I might add.

Hope never fades though
because I know songs
have always been a part of you,
so you’ll see, someday, you and me,
and music makes three.

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Have a wonderful day, and thanks for stopping by! ❤️🎼
© Lauren Scott, Baydreamerwrites.com

Gobblers by Masticadores Publishes “Lost Their Way”

On November 3, 2025November 3, 2025 By Lauren Scott, AuthorIn Gobblers by Masticadores, Poetry68 Comments

Good morning!

I hope you all had a great weekend! Hello Monday! What a surprise for this morning to find my poem on Gobblers by Masticadores! Thank you so much to Manuela Timofte for sharing my writing. It’s an honor to be featured on her beautiful site among many talented writers. I hope you pay her a visit…

Lost Their Way

You can read the full poem by clicking on the link below…

Lost Their Way

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Does this poem resonate? If so, I’d love
to read your thoughts on Gobblers or here.
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and I wish you a wonderful week! ❤️

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Lost Their Way

On October 22, 2025 By Lauren Scott, AuthorIn Poetry99 Comments

If hope was a color, mine would be blue,
struggling like a bird with a broken wing
tears fill weary eyes that blur
they fall with an unforgiving sting
My heart imitates emotional skies
unseen roadblocks disguise a silver lining
Wishing is what I do well, miles between,
my hell, mindset craves refining
Well-being and safety are central
forever and always beyond a wingspan
but distance from this familiar coast –
missing so much wasn’t the plan
A welcoming ring brings fleeting ease
the laughter, the conversation flows
then words of goodbye, reluctantly
and my delicate heart knows
I’ve tried my best to be the best, but maybe…
weakness bleeds into the role I play
clock’s hands move faster without you
minutes have lost their way

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Gobblers by Masticadores Publishes “Cozy Vibes”

On October 21, 2025October 21, 2025 By Lauren Scott, AuthorIn Gobblers by Masticadores, Poetry56 Comments

I was excited to find in my inbox that my latest poem written about this beautiful season, “Cozy Vibes” is featured today on Gobblers by Masticadores! A huge thank you to Editor, Manuela Timofte, for her continued support of my writing by sharing it on her esteemed literary site. 🩷🙏

Cozy Vibes

Sidewalks no longer sizzle
beneath summer’s intense embrace –
a sign anticipated by the leaves
with an abundance of grace.

Each year around this time,
they’re excited for the change,
like a model walks the runway,
new colors rearrange.

Shades of cranberries and squash
warmly enter stage left…

To read the full poem, please click on the link below. 🙏 I’d love to read your thoughts on Gobblers. 🤗

And if you’re unfamiliar with Gobblers, peruse around a bit. You’ll see many authors you know and their beautiful writing and photography. ❤️

Cozy Vibes

Thanks for stopping by and for your kind support!
Have a wonderful day! ❤️

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A Tropical Turquoise Dream

On October 20, 2025 By Lauren Scott, AuthorIn Poetry63 Comments

Spinning, spinning thoughts
as my head touches the pillow…
I’m not a tornado chaser,
so I let the turmoil run its course,
and it’s steadfast in its need
to not let me sleep.
And yet, I do, eventually…
I fall, wishing I could be
on the outside, watching…
because I would be proud
to witness me resting
every fiber of my being.
I’m living a tropical
turquoise dream
where a sea of smiles
flows farther
than the eye can see.
An invisible thread of
joy and love glide
from human to human.
The dark cloud of hate
becomes translucent,
only a mind’s nightmare,
a memory in history.
This turquoise dream
carries me away
to a place of peace,
warm sand beneath my feet,
songs of the ocean
bring serenity.
Hope lives and breathes,
gifting a sublime picture
of a brighter dawn
for all hearts with red blood.
Yes…
tomorrow will bring
a tangerine sunrise,
thriving teamwork
to finally unify
on wings of optimism.