A Violet Fancy now available on Kindle Unlimited

I am very pleased to announce that my short story collection, A Violet Fancy, is now available on Kindle Unlimited.

Over a decade, Violet Yates has written and compiled numerous short stories and a novella. Her fiction stories deal with life issues such as relationships, medieval women, modern women, hardship, love, marriage, abuse, infidelity, betrayal, sex, childhood memories and lessons to teens based on experiences. These stories contain life and vibrancy, and it is Violet’s hope that you will not only enjoy them, but gain something from them.


The Things We Keep Hidden

A man sits alone
Lacking forgiveness
From a God he considers cold
Because of self-defense
He cries out for a soul that he thinks has died.

She stands idle and wonders why
All these years have gone by
Many without a sign
Of what she should be
Doing with her life
Inside she is sinking
Tired of never-ending thinking
All because he wouldn’t give her the time

She shone bright,  child of light
Til someone evil
Did harm
Then she couldn’t stop
Putting a needle in her arm
Reality too much to stand
She wrested her hand from mine
And said, “bon voyage.”

Someone is struggling
Demons, they’re all around.

That bottle you consumed last night
That ugly fight
The one you grabbed and used to hit your wife?
Doesn’t matter if you meant it
What are you doing with your life?

What is worse?
Anger,  hatred or despair?  Incomprehensible demoralization…

Blackout night
Morning bright.
Bleak haze.
Her world spinning fast.
Everything done, said,  hellish lag…
Filled in gaps.
“Someone shoot me.  I can’t go on,” she calls out with dismay.

So she found another way.

Alone again
Years gone by
Wrestled. Battle-worn but not defeated. 
This heart does not die out.
Strong. Yes.

Please read and follow my niece’s blog

I lost my sister 2.5 years ago to fate that no one would wish on anyone- it is so hard to digest that anyone would take their own life. I have had my own emotional ups and downs in my life and have gone down that dark rabbit hole too many times myself. But experiencing the kind of pain of being left behind causes a person to really go through so much turmoil and rejection. The question of “why?” is always there. And in our case, there will always be a question of, “was it really suicide?” Click below to read my niece’s heart-moving words.


Excerpts from my poetry book, Lost & Found

From my published book, Lost & Found.

See You (2003)


I thought it impossible,

Not being able…

To see…


I broke down.

I realized,

I care.

You mean the world.

And when you called,

I danced…


Echoes (2004)

Your laughter echoes, in the back of my mind, like a dream,

Like a cascading waterfall, tumbling down, tickling my memory.


It’s just a memory.

It stagnates inside,

Stifles me.

This Pain (2004)

This pain…

Too excruciating.

This pain…

I told myself:

Never let yourself feel again.

So why did I?

Wanted to feel the love without the pain…


Exquisite though it may be.

Still too awful to be perceived by anyone but me.



Marijuana IS Harmful

Sorry to veer off topic from what I usually post. I wanted  to write this in response to all the attention marijuana is getting in the media lately due to the legalization of sales in Colorado and Washington as well as President Obama’s statement that it is not seriously harmful. I disagree. I have personally witnessed and had experiences within my own life to believe differently. I began smoking marijuana at age 13 and was quite the ‘pothead’ until age 17. It was the first drug I ever tried and led to my being exposed to kids who did other drugs and alcohol. While I never did get into other drugs really extensively, I became an alcoholic later in life. I had always been a high achiever in school but soon that changed as well. I would fall asleep in class and fall asleep while doing my homework. My comprehension of assignments was altered. I began missing my bus in the mornings and getting to school late. The crowd I hung with changed, I started to skip school and get high all day within a couple years of smoking pot. I realized too late what was happening with school and tried to go back into the swing of things but I just couldn’t do it. I stopped eating regularly because I was running away from home all the time to be with my boyfriend, and I would pass out while high. My doctors thought I was having seizures but later I found out I had a blood sugar problem. All the while, we were going to parties and binge drinking on the weekends. When I was still only 14, I drank so much liquor (while high) I had alcohol poisoning and could have died, but fortunately my mom took me to the hospital. I was sick for two weeks and couldn’t eat a thing.

At age 17, due to my fainting spells which we all thought were seizures I quit smoking pot. I still smoked cigarettes and drank, on occasion, but I was much more clear-headed for years until my drinking took over my life many years later. I now have 5 years sober and much more clarity.

I met a man who ran one of the NA meetings I used to attend when I first got sober. He was a marijuana addict who had gotten busted and it ruined his life. It had taken over his life- pot was everything to him and when he’d  hit bottom he’d lost everything. People who go to NA go there for every kind of drug, including pot.

Pot affects people who are mentally ill with negative consequences. I am talking about those who suffer from schizophrenia and schizo-effective disorder, to name a couple. They get addicted to it, self-medicate with it and when they do not have it or cannot get it, they can get very violent and or depressed. I have experienced this first hand and also know of others who have. To self-medicate doesn’t sound very bad until you consider the fact that doing so has negative consequences, such as the mentally ill person having a fit and beating someone up, then having to answer for it in a court of law and being put in jail or a mental hospital, or put on probation, where they then have to be medication compliant or they’ll land in prison or jail.

Marijuana is also very dangerous when someone smokes and drives. I never got behind the wheel. I know others who didn’t think twice and didn’t consider it dangerous at all. Any mind altering drug should be considered dangerous.

The very act of smoking this drug is bad for health. People get all worked up about people who smoke cigarettes, well, get worked up about marijuana because if smoked it can cause bad health too- ask any pulmonologist and they will tell you it is bad for your lungs. It may not have additives like cigarettes, but anything that is burned and inhaled is not good for you.

If made legal, this drug should be classified as a schedule 2 controlled substance. Personally, I would never take it for pain; I would focus more on the pain instead of less. I don’t like any substance that makes me ‘high.’ I argue with my pain management doctor about putting me on things that are controlled. But for people who are cancer patients who are undergoing chemo and the like, I could see a use for it. I think in Hawaii it is over-prescribed, but that is my personal opinion and may not be true.

Do I ever miss it? Sure. Would I ever use it again? I doubt it.

I believe that it should be approached with extreme caution and no one should ever forget that first and foremost, natural or not, this is a drug. It can and will be abused by many. The addiction gene is out there among us and being an addict is not about choice necessarily but about whether or not that gene is triggered.  All it takes is for the right person to pick up a drug and become addicted. President Obama was irresponsible in saying this drug isn’t harmful because it can become much more than a bad habit. Just because it never became more than a ‘habit’ for him doesn’t mean it won’t for others. That is not to say that others will not be responsible and reasonable, but we have to look at risk management. I do not want my daughter, who is 13, to think that marijuana is ‘ok’ because Obama said it wasn’t harmful and because two of our states have legalized it. We can joke about this issue and poke fun about the Super “Bowl” all we want, but would you want your child to become a drug addict? I’ve been there. So has my son. No, definitely not FUN.

Review of Lost & Found by Paul McGovern

I received an awesome review today from a friend over in Northern Ireland. I opened the email and just sat, stunned. I had heard from other people that it was good, that I had talent, but this was overwhelmingly full of praise. I feel very happy and yes, proud. I would like to say Thank you to my Lord, Jesus, for putting this gift in my hands and guiding me along the way. I have decided to post it here in the chance that others will come across it. If you’re like to read Lost & Found, please click here.

Paul McGovern’s review:

Lost & Found

I love the concept of dualism, the two sidedness of everything that exists. It is one of the fundamental principles on which the world in that we live is based on. The rise & fall, the ups and downs, the good and the bad. As far as I’m concerned nothing is one thing or another, rather everything is in a state or perpetual flux. Lost and Found then is poetic dualism, a contradiction that explores the darker side of humanity and the subsequent flip side.

The author, Violet Yates, wrote the collection over a number of years, quite often at low points in her life. The poems conjure up images of isolation, desperation and despair. It often makes for bleak reading but there is a uncompromising truth at the core of every line and I for one felt moved and touched by what I read. I have gone through my own fair share of emotional turmoil and reading these poems I empathised with the harsh realities some of us have to face.

Each of the poems is accompanied by a yearly date entry identifying when it was written. This serves to reinforce the progression of the author over time. The book certainly encompasses her personal journey and one can identify abstract grief transforming into a perspective of hope. I makes for very good reading instilling hope in the reader while illustrating the personal depths that Violet experienced. There are many stand out moments, Pain from 2004 is just one:

This pain…
Too excruciating.
This pain…
I told myself:
Never let yourself feel again.
So why did I?
Wanted to feel the love without the pain…
Exquisite though it may be.
Still too awful to be perceived by anyone but me.

It’s personal, beautiful and eloquent if such things can be described as such.”Thinking of you as I lie alone in this room. Trying to blot out all feelings of doom.” High Hopes, suggests that the writing process perhaps offered some degree of catharsis or outlet for pain and in turn offers some hope to the reader that similar solace may be found in their own lives. Reading the collection I can’t help but feel reminded of Sylvia Plath. I don’t like comparing and writer with another because each has their own unique style and approach but I think it’s fair to say that comparisons can be made. I could award no higher accolade, Plath’s poetry remains the benchmark for me in many respects.

Lost and Found is the most engaging collection of poetry I have read since discovering the art form at school, it appeals to me on so many levels, not least in it’s exploration of the human condition when faced with adversity. Violet may have done through a lot to stimulate the creation of these poems but what she has produced is something beautiful to be proud of. Redemption in conflict, dualism. Lost and Found is available now on Amazon.