And… So… I Wait

And… So… I Wait


The subject matter has been quite redundant

But still I wait so patiently

For this time to pass

It has been so long since I’ve seen the sun

Or felt warmth on my face

But still I wait so silent

In the nights of cold and midnight black

Which paints the sky and the streets

The frozen land, dressed in ice

Which brought death to all living things

Not just mother earths botanic decorations

And still I wait so full of hope

That the day is soon

To melt the ice into waters

Waters to feed the land and bring back to life

To watch before my own eyes

The burst of color with the re-birth of spring

And still I wait so anxiously

For my eyes to burn with the warmth of the sun

And for the sun to kiss my skin

For this, I wait

Waiting so patiently




This was done for Visdare: Waiting


As I schedule this week’s VisDare, I am waiting for a lot of things.


Waiting for certain things in life to move on and leave me alone.

Waiting for other things to come.

Waiting on people, the mail, appointments, promises to be fulfilled.

Everyone’s waiting for something.

What are you – or your characters – waiting for?


In 150 words, what am I waiting for…


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Ghost Town ~ Tryst Trifecta Post

Ghost Town

A Tryst Trifecta Post


To see the town, is now an exercise of my mind. What was once a thriving metropolis, full of energy, now haunted by the ghosts of spirits that once walked its thriving streets.


This was done for Trifextra – Week Fifty Nine


This weekend we’re asking for exactly 33 words inspired by the following photo.
Please remember that if you use the photo on your own blog, you must
give proper credit (with clickable links).

Photo credit: Bérenger ZYLA

Ordinary World *˚♥ .ღ˛° ♥* °♥ ˚ • *

Ordinary World *˚♥ .ღ˛° ♥* °♥ ˚ •  *
     ~ A Tryst Mish Mash Piece   
It was a time when people had manners
And displayed them as though they were the
Height of sophistication, with all details remembered
We were exquisite when we walked through the streets
My chin up, posed with pride and beauty
My delicate facial features, soft, creamy in the sun
As the sunset falls to the horizon
Much like we were soon to fall, only us oblivious
To this intimate fact, which was, none-the-less
A hope of no one but our own
We were all we could see
Time passed
As elegant as we continued to be
At every social event, included in all the latest words
Which also floated around
As quick & as temporary as the man who chooses
His company for the evening
Depending on his level of excitement, and
Lack of commitment
Yet, those women to make a quick choice upon
Were not ever thought of
For a term of longevity
Or for any of the reasons & responsibilities
Of which a woman like me waited so long
To kiss young women-hood good-bye and
Wake to the sunlight by opening the curtains
In the master bed room
To see white linen, everywhere, a mess
But this was allowed for a Tryst of this kind
Finally we became one
Looking over her bare-naked shoulder
While the pink & orange lights of early morning
Peaked through the wild curls of her messy hair
Through the window pane, but no pain of the heart
And She smiles at him
Thinking of the night before
Hand in hand, walking the boardwalk
The rose in his lapel had been used in warm
Foreplay, which was only post behavior
To the display of romantic affections they had left
In pieces, everywhere they went that night
The night before, this very moment
As this woman finds such comfort
In the bold masculinity her eyes fall upon
Painting her mind with a future full of gold
And gold, as in internal richness
Love of the right and ultimate kind
The kind that artists display on tapestries
Framed in thick elegance that hang upon
The walls of homes, harboring the desire
Of love of the perfect kind
Giving reason to all the things we are told
Growing up, coming to this time
When we get to look at our future
Vulnerable, naked and wrapped up in
Our white linen fairytale
Which then became a reality
Following the expectations of society
Conforming to the molds
That everyone thinks they should be
And this is why, today
As I stand here, naked & vulnerable myself
Vision staring deep into
What is to become of me, my soul
I decide to jump
Outside of the box
Hand in hand with my love
Into the unknown
Unpredictable, because I
Am anything but normal
I, just like my love
Is not in a box, just like my soul, I
Live a strange & wonderfully different
Life that is mine, is ours, we became
In that moment, defining my soul, and I
Am anything but ordinary
~ J. Lefever ~
I really have no clue why this came out of me… These words… I came to write something and I got something completely different from what I had expected. That’s one of the great things about the ‘Art of Writing’ … it is art of the soul. There are no rules when it comes to self-expression. You can be free to write anything your soul desires. Your words become something, that turns around and tells us something, representing you.
What is more beautiful than that? 
((For the curious mind, Mish Mash is my way of saying miscellaneous))
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Intermission ~ Tryst Insider/Update


Intermission ~ Tryst Insider/Update

It has been a while. Yes, since I started this completely awesome thing called Tryst, I have rarely gome 12 hours without writing, posting or publishing something. Well, to be clear, it has been 5 days since I’ve last written and I feel the obligation to explain a little… just a little…


It is impossible for me to know the level of which my Tryst family, friends and  followers really care to know what’s going on with me in my life. I am a wonderful woman, don’t get me wrong, but I’m nothing out of the ordinary. Some of you, wonderful people who I love very much, have been loyal readers for some time now, and understand the things that have changed my life, permanently, this last year.


I cannot explain what it feels like to grieve the loss of someone who you loved more than your own life itself. The loss of someone who was a part of your heart, who stood next to you through out your whole entire life, who knew you better than anyone else in the whole world, the one who, no matter what, would have always been there, the one who, no matter why the reason for a fight, you know that you would make up and get through it, because it’s just the way it is with brothers and sisters… it’s the way it was for me and my brother anyway… we were, forever a part of each others lives.


I wake up some mornings and I cannot move. I cannot breathe. I just miss him so much. I don’t know what to do. Some days I feel like I’m completely paralyzed, drained of my spirit, and I find it very hard to feel the strength to move on.


Of course, these are phases. They come and go. To those who know me, know that I am this beaming ray of soulshine, who is always walking on the positive side of the street. I have bad days just like everyone else, but for the most part, I’m the eternal optimist.


Until my brother was taken from me, I never really understood what it felt like to be completely hopeless. I mean completely…


I have taken a short intermission these last five days. Sometimes, you really just need to be there, for yourself. And even when you are not there for yourself, you still need to just break and breathe and try to be there for yourself. I know that I don’t owe anyone anything. I don’t even need to explain. But the writer inside of me, has been itching to get some things off her chest… the hard part in this is, well, one of the hard parts, it is literally impossible to put into words what it feels like, what I’m going through, what hurts, what suffocates me, what paralyzed me and leaves me stuck, isolating for the world not to see… what brings me to hit the wall, or fall to the floor, any of these unexplainable things that I try so hard to explain… All the while, looking for some kind of answer, relief, some kind of good feeling or genuine reason to smile, a reason to keep moving forward, and not allow myself to just give up entirely… I am looking for these things. I am seeking out the right words. I am still holding on, Tryst, I am still here, trying…


So, just a little Tryst News Update on me, on Jen, I’ve been OK.

Just taking a little break, a little intermission, because it’s something that I needed.


J. Lefever


I will tell you this… I am happy to be sitting here, writing again! These five days without words has been, a little painful. I’m grateful to have my words back…



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Me & Yoo – A Daily Prompt on Trystღ

Interesting fun, to get my brain going this morning!! I’m up for a challenge ~


Daily Prompt says to:

There are 26 letters in the English language, and we need every single one of them. Want proof? Choose a letter and write a blog post without using it. (Feeling really brave? Make it a vowel!)

I have a feeling that this is going to be pretty easy, with a few letters, super easy. But the one I’m choosing to use is in fact a vowel cause I want to see if I can write anything that’s somewhat amusing/intelligent without the use of one of the vowels, so here goes:

Here I am. Yes it’s another day. I am acting as if it is spring time, ignoring the snow still on the sidewalks everywhere, and I decided to wear my hot pink  heels to work today. Along with faded jeans and a pink G.Dead shirt. I like the G. Dead. I remember the first C.D. I ever had of them, my favorite brother of my Dad’s gave it to me, Gary. I love my Dad’s brother Gary. He always gave me the best C.D.’s when I was growing… to be a… grown person. So the snow can kiss my ass!! I’m going to rock these hot pink shoes all freakin’ day!!

((That was easier than I thought. Can anyone guess which vowel I didn’t use? Honestly, I could have kept going, but I have a stack of work invoices staring at me right now and I’m making Tryst & WordPress a priority over them… Shhhh!!))

J. Lefever


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Shine Bright ~ Shine On Shinning

Shine Bright Like A Diamond ~

Shine On Blogging Award


It is always so wonderful when you put your heart & soul into your work & things that you are passionate about, and a moment arrives when you are recognized by another heart & soul for just being you. When I first started Tryst, I was a virgin blogger. I was so brand new to this world when I met WordPress, but as soon as I started working with it, building Tryst into my own place to escape and be me, be free, and share my spirit with the world, needless to say, it was love at first post!!

Since then, Tryst has grown a little bit everyday, as have I. I have been writing for as long as I can remember and I cannot picture my life without this freedom, this emotional outlet, without my ability to share my life, my dreams, my wisdom’s, my poetry, my spirit, heart and soul with all of you. Tryst is so much a part of me and my heart now, it has made my spirit feel complete.

Tryst would not be the same without all of you, my Tryst friends, my Tryst family, the Tryst community that is Tryst!! Tryst is me, Tryst is all of you!! I have a deep appreciation, a kindred love and a shared connection with each one of you!!

Life takes us down many roads. We go up, we go down. We go through so many different phases in our lives, and for my path, the road that I have been on most recent, has been more challenging than other moments, other roads, in my life. I want to thank TwinDaddy, with the up-most sincerity, for not only connecting with me, becoming a part of my Tryst Family, for sharing moments and words of kindness, humor and support for all the things I have written about and shared, for the Tryst Fiction, Tryst Journals, Tryst Stories and all things Tryst which make up the pieces of my soul.

TwinDaddy is the author of his fantastically funny, smart, wise and creative StuphBlog. He is a writer that I look up to, admire and strive to improve through my writing experiences with him in my life, as a part of Tryst. You must cruise over to see his excellent work, his timeless Stuph, on StuphBlog, if you haven’t already!!

In the grand tradition of Blog Awards, there comes a set of award rules. They are as follows:

1. Link back to the blogger who nominated you

2. Nominate fifteen bloggers who shine a little light in your day and be sure to notify them.

3. Share some facts about yourself or answer the questions given to you.

I have linked back to the wonderful and amazing TwinDaddy above, but I too, just like you TwinDaddy, like to surpass the linking expectations, so I’ll link you up again here… for anyone who missed you above and is too lazy to scroll back!!

Now it’s my turn to nominate my 15 blogger’s who have shinned some light on me, or shinned some light on Tryst, or who have shinned some light in any kind of wonderful way!! Congratulations to these 15 people for whom I now give this Shinning Award to:

1. Hastywords

2. A Shade Of Pen

3. Edward Hotspur

4. Shackled & Crowned

5. Whimsy Mimsy

6. Alex on FROM THE DARK

7. Written Words Never Die

8. Lady or Not… Here I Come

9. Luggage Lady

10. Deana on MY THOUGHTS

11. Memoirs Of A Dragon

12. Literary Land Of Alysia

13. The Reclining Gentleman

14. Lacie Jay

15. Cliterary Review

There are a few bloggers listed above who have shinned more light on me than some of the others. Sometimes you just connect in closer ways with others, or others take more of their time to get to know you. For those bloggers, I hope you know who you are, thank you for the awesome friendships we are building!! You have a place in my heart…

Also, these are not listed in any kind of order. It’s just my list of 15… Someone had to be first, someone had to be last… It’s just the way it happened. These are all fantastic blogs and great writers who ALL deserve this recognition!!

Now, it’s the fun part where I share some facts about myself or answer the questions that TwinDaddy sent to me. I will go with the questions because I feel like I already share a lot, a lot you know if you read Tryst you will learn many things about me!! Here goes…

1. Who is your favorite comedian, and why? Well, I have a few favorites and in different genres but the one that makes me laugh the hardest is Chris Rock. Why, because he makes me laugh so hard I fall out of my seat!!

OMG. I should have read through these first.. I didn’t and now I’m regretting it a little… (thanks TD!!)

2. This question is something about holding a fart but it turns into a shart.. what do I do? Well, proof read any questionnaires before committing to them. As for this, situation, if this actually happened to me, which it never ever would, I’d run really fast in utter embarrassment to the nearest, where ever, to fix my problem or get home. Yep. Moving on… 🙂

3. Did you watch the Academy Awards? Why, why not? I watch them every year. This year, I did not. I was lost in Tryst world, writing my little soul away and my husband, who could careless about Hollywood was watching a movie. I did watch the Red Carpet pre show to see all the fashion though. I love that part!!!

4. If I could have any person, alive or dead, guest post on my blog, who would it be? I have two answers for this one. I have one person who is long dead that I’d love to guest post on Tryst and that is Edgar Allen Poe. I also would absolutely love for Chelsea Handler guest post, she is my other choice, because she is hilarious, (another fav comedian), and her books are down right the funniest books ever!! I love me some Chelsea!! So, yea, Poe & Handler are my ideal guest choices.

5. I’m standing here, minding my own business, when suddenly I feel my pants fall down to my ankles!! I’ve been de-pantsed!! What do I do to get the person back? Well, I’d start my pulling up my pants, hoping I had my cute, lacie undies on that day, so I could turn around and run as fast as I can to chase this de-pantsing pervert down!! I would catch up to him because I’m 6′ feel tall and a fast runner! When I got him/her down on the ground I’d give him a wedgie, a wet willy, and probably some other slightly painful, rather annoying, and publically embarrassing things to him/her!!

For my 15 winners of this Shinny, Shine On Award, feel free to share facts about yourself or answer these 5 questions above from TwinDaddy, or you can answer these 5 questions from me, from Tryst:

1. If you were in a band, what instrument would you play?

2. Tell about one time when you were embarrassed in public, short version.

3. What inspires you the most? A movie, a book, a friend, a hero?

4. On that note, name one of your hero’s and tell us why you admire them.

5. If you could live anywhere in the world, where?

Is there anything else? Have I forgotten anything…. Hummm, I don’t think so. Oh, well just one more note:

In accepting this ‘Shine On’ Award, I just want to thank you all again. I wouldn’t be Tryst without you!! From the deepest place in my heart, writing is such a part of me, and sharing my passion of writing and self-expression is literally a shinning light in my life, so this particular award seems quite fitting!! Thank you again, all of you, and especially TwinDaddy!!


Chicken & Waffles Gone Wrong


Chicken and Waffles gone Wrong

 Last fall, I was busy thinking of the next best thing to happen to a potato chip. Lays had advertised that they were giving away a million dollars to the person who came up with the next best chip flavor. Being that I’m an ACF Certified Chef, I thought I had a bit of an advantage. Although not to be on my pedestal, there are thousands of great Chefs all over this country, as well as millions of Americans who are fully capable of creating a flavor combination to rock our taste buds!! Regardless, I was for sure going to get to the drawing board and submit something… that million sounded pretty good!!

Lays teamed up with Facebook to do the flavor submitting. All you had to do was click on the link, submit your flavor, and Lays would know who it came from via your FB page. Simple. I submitted three flavors: 1. Cheese Ravioli 2. Shrimp Etouffe, and ya ready, for my golden, for sure to win flavor, 3. Philly Cheese Steak.

I thought, a chip that tastes like the classic Philly Sandwich, which, if you’ve ever been to Philly, knows the pure deliciousness of this classic creation two slices of bread has ever seen!! Who doesn’t love a Philly? I was very confident in my flavor choices, especially this Philly one…

Lays was to announce the three top winners in February of 2013, drum roll, here we are!! It’s February and the three top/winning chip flavors are here!! These came to me as a bit of a surprise….

I cannot tell you that I am the fortunate winner of this contest. No, sadly my Philly chip didn’t take home the gold, or the silver, or bronze either!! But that’s ok!! I’ll tell you what flavors did win: 1. Sriracha 2. Garlic Cheesy Bread, and, ya ready for this, 3. Chicken & Waffles.

Chicken and Waffles is a plate creation that is known coast to coast. I believe Roscoe’s in LA was the one to give credit to, for putting this crazy combination on a plate together. But needless to say, most American’s are aware of Chicken & Waffles, and if you’re not, take a trip downtown, to the hood, and find you a little ghetto joint that serves it up right. Chicken & Waffles is good, we have some great ‘hood’ places here to get you some… but on a chip… (Shaking my head) I don’t think so…

The chip itself tastes, well, god awful!! It’s so terrible that one chip is enough to have your mind made up!! You will never go back for a second!! Yes, they are that bad!! I want to know what the hell Lays is thinking mass producing this chip? What? Cause it sounds good? Or crazy? Or people swill buy it cause it’s so crazy? Well, maybe. But that will be all!! One chip is all it takes!! I swear, you won’t want another!! The taste is so bad I can’t even put it into words… just bad…

Two things: Please understand that I’m not a sorry loser. My Philly chip didn’t win, although I think it would have been delicious, but that’s ok. As a Chef, we are used to having somethings go under the radar, I mean, not everything I create is gonna create fireworks!! (Most things maybe, but not everything..) 🙂

And, this terrible chip gives Chicken & Waffles a really bad name. For anyone who hasn’t had a plate of Chicken & waffles, don’t cross it off your ‘things to try’ list, because it is actually good!! Don’t let this chip abomination fool you!!

Bad job Lays.. Bad job!!

J. Lefever


Oh, and yes, I’m a little tearful that I didn’t win that cool mill, but, I figure there is a reason for everything… My Philly Chip just wasn’t meant to be. Maybe next time..


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