i drove to my father’s house in Massachusetts. a group of us made a large dump run for my step-mother. we even pulled the old pool table out from the basement. i held onto one end as a neighbor cut it in half so we could fit it into the trailer i felt a bit […]
Cast the alabaster referendum Spike the juice, transfix the vanishing liquid Zoom the screenshots, taste the lip gloss Scratch the two percent surface Know nothing, keep the pulse on the dial Seek optimism with self entitlement Wrap your vertebrae around your cell phone Dye the color of mass destruction No dissection, analysis, or an ounce […]
I woke up in the middle of the night as sick as a dog. Wait. My dog never got this sick. Henry, my Golden, had the constitution of an ox and the compassion of a Mystic, so he followed me from the bedroom as I raced to the bathroom. I don’t remember what happened next, […]
or trying to,at least i’m working on two different projects which has me working on stories everyday so, yay! but no worries i am still journaling but … i’m nanowrimo-ing CHECK OUT EMJE’s BLOG FOR MORE!
I hope you’ll click through to The Mad Puppeteer’s blog and give a listen to his interview on Megha Upadhyaya’s podcast, “It’s Never Too Late”. Robert and Megha had a great conversation about art, poetry, social media, and how Robert got into writing. Greetings, my friends! I hope you all are well. Recently, I was […]
You, me — or whoever else Could pour their hearts out on paper, Tears trickling, dripping, merging with the ink — Mixing, forming depictions closely resembling, An impromptu Rorschach test. And when we think we’ve said all we can With no inhibitions. We look around us and see That no one cares — Hell, no […]
Excellent writing advice for writers! I highly recommend you click through and read her article. I’ve had this interesting question from Jan. A friend has finished drafting her first novel. She asked me to proofread before she sends it to agents.… Critiquing a friend’s book… how do you tell them it doesn’t work?
All about you, I’d like to know the things that make you smile the ‘car crash’ that still hurts you the love you lost, still feel. All lives have wounds and splinters not all have you as I do, or me as you, to heal, to mend, to restore faith in, in being, giving, feeling. […]
candice, desert queen and poetess of passion. I adore both her as a woman and her writing and her heart. I am not overt even when good green absinthe is poured over a sugar cube the silver tongs holding sweetness just. I am not overt will not tell you of my sinning urge to strip […]