Extra Pillows and Added Demons

Mr Sandman,
Bring me my Z's,
These sleepless nights are now getting to me.
You owe so much you mysterious rover.
Just make these tired days be over.
Sandman,
Why did you leave?
My resting state, I just can't achieve.
Come on back I beg you please,
Mr Sandman bring me my Z's.

Mr Sandman,
Where have you gone?
This absence of yours just isn't on.
I toss and turn and try forcing sleep.
Please don't make me count more of those sheep.
Sandman,
I must concede.
I now have more time to sit down and read.
Was this your plan then all along?
Mr Sandman where have you gone?

Mr Sandman,
Where are those Z's?
You just left without talking to me.
Twenty four years and then not a word,
Who goes and does that you evil turd.
Sandman,
I'm so sorry.
Without my sleep I'm becoming grumpy.
Please return me to my dreams.
Mr Sandman where are, tell me where are,
Mr Sandman where are those Z's?


*Jazz hands* That's how the dance routine to accompany this would have ended anyway. If you hadn't already cottoned on that this is simply a rewrite of this famous track, then I don't know what to tell you other than "Hey, this is a rewrite of this famous track".

The keen detectives (or Batmans) amongst you may have noticed that I'm having trouble sleeping. Fortunately it isn't resulting in me being sleepy during the day, so that part of the song was an untruth. Call it artistic license. I have no idea where, when or why this started but all of a sudden my usual scheduled time of going to bed now results in me laying in bed in my unmentionables (another image just for you, ladies), staring at the ceiling or just laid with my eyes shut willing myself to sleep. It isn't often one tries to will oneself into unconsciousness but what can I say, I'm a risk taker like that. The only thing I can think of is that a few weeks ago I added a second pillow to my nest and I am now sleeping better, meaning I'm not nearly as tired as I used to be. Twenty four and a half years and I finally figure out how many pillows I need. When teachers say some people learn at their own pace they hadn't met me yet.

Meanwhile, there is a new book in my life, or books as the case may be. Her name is The Demon Trilogy and she's a Scorpio who enjoys diverging between three lead characters from childhood to adulthood in what I find to be quite an original world. The gist of it is this, every night demons rise up from the ground and lay waste to anything and anyone they can get their talons on. The only protection humans have is to hide behind wards, old symbols of power that repel demons, and hope that they don't fail. While they can be fought against, the demons are too tough and numerous for nearly everyone to risk it. To make matters worse the combat wards, symbols to fight back with, have been lost to history. The story begins 300 years after the demons appeared. Cue the heroes and world changing events!
The first book, titled The Painted Man, took hold of me and I devoured it in no time at all, swiftly buying the sequel, The Desert Spear, and carrying on from my kindle, that sexy little device I spend each night with. The concept of fear and courage/bravery seems to be the main vein of the first book, with the lead characters all experiencing it in different ways. The story also showcases the duality of people as well and you see that it isn't just in the night where the monsters lie. With a good two thirds left to go in the second book I'm already getting anxiou for the third and final which is yet to be published. If you're a fan of fantasy books and fancy a change from those that delve into the lives of wizards and elves, then you may well enjoy these books as much as I have. Action, adventure, romance, horror, the stories cover the lot. I'd give them two thumbs up, but I'd have to put the book down to do so. Something I'm not quite ready to do yet.