Oh darling, it looks like the world is at our feet, Arms wide open, there’s nothing left to lose. But that was when we had everything, and the world we knew was no bigger than you and me. Those nights we won’t remember are just that, Lost in the blackness of what we could have […]
We Had
As a continuation of the current writing series, this week we will discuss conflict. We already covered people (characters), place (setting), and plot (structure & scenes). This is the pow, or the punch, when we look at the 5 P’s of writing fiction. Conflict is a tricky subject depending on whom you are discussing the […]
Defining Conflict
Endearing moments, amorous feelings romantic hearts seal, a promise of “ and forever…” Rendezvous under the silky darkness whisper echoes of sweet nothings stoking the flame of frenzy, whorls of scarlet emotions flow. Heady tangled intoxication tastes the elixir of passion. The morning zephyr blows the embers of rhapsody only the charred remains linger. Her […]
Cheated in Love…
Thank you Vonnie and Fae Corps Publishing for this gifted e-ARC of Beneath Raven’s Wing in exchange for an honest review. This anthology contains 16 short stories of a horror, fantasy, and gothic theme. The idea of the raven is cleverly explored throughout the stories, providing 16 different reads, all of equal creativity and enjoyment […]
Book Review: Beneath Raven’s Wing by Vonnie Winslow Crist
My breathSeems to come slower these daysAs if it felt unneeded or, perhaps,Unwanted. Like awakening at nightBy the moment of day that stuckFeeling like a burr between toes.When I want a pink sky to swallowMe like the silos and red barns andHolsteins’ hooves digging brownedGrass. Soon it will be green again,I want to promise, without […]
My Breath
Image: ilp-media.wgbh.org/filer_public/30/59/30590aea-8c73-4e3b-be1d-c7d1d4298705/buac18-img-sunsky-poster.png Silently the sun crosses the deep blue expanse Keeping the ground below bathed in its warm glow Yet my fingers and toes don’t feel the love
Sky (an acrostic poem)
Tell me if this has ever happened to you: it’s Monday morning, and you’re ready to get some writing done. In your head, you’re already publishing a blockbuster article. The only thing that’s missing is the red carpet. But then you sit at your desk. That damn blank page reflects the image of a creatively bankrupt…
[AoB] The Art of Writing a Fantastic Article per Week
Rewinding past skirmishesRegret like a tidal waveRocks on resentful oceansRoils in seas of broken dreamsRestitution overlookedRenders her bereft of hopeRedemption lost forever. Written in response to Sadje‘s What do You See #72 photo prompt. Image credit: Jayson Hinrichsen @ UnsplashThe image shows a young woman in a pensive mood standing outside a storefront. The glass behind her is reflecting […]
Reflection
I speak But silence breaks The air, shattering words That mean nothing, they bounce on ground Heavy With grief That has not got a name, but lives In hearts that cannot see Needing the light Of love
SILENCE BREAKS THE AIR
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