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Persephone Grown

                Mother, I have eaten the pomegranate seeds You told me not to But they were red as lips that needed kissing They were fragile, begging to hide In the cavern of my mouth Mother, I have lain in Hades’ bed You told me not to But he […]

Why I Love Rejections

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When Your Short Story Turns Into An Ass

Originally posted on Lyndsay E. Gilbert:
Image courtesy of olovedog at FreeDigitalPhotos.net Sometimes writing feels more like wrestling. You get some inspiration and let it roll around your head, an idea comes and you grab it by the horns and force it on to the page.  Then maybe you’re in control for a while, and…

Here I am Again

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Here I am again Crawling to your feet Begging for the magic word To render me complete Watch me turn in circles Crippled up in pain Tell me to get on with it I know you cant refrain It’s everything you are And all that I am not The…

Here I am Again

Here I am again Crawling to your feet Begging for the magic word To render me complete Watch me turn in circles Crippled up in pain Tell me to get on with it I know you cant refrain It’s everything you are And all that I am not The strong can carry onward The weak […]

When Your Short Story Turns Into An Ass

Sometimes writing feels more like wrestling. You get some inspiration and let it roll around your head, an idea comes and you grab it by the horns and force it on to the page.  Then maybe you’re in control for a while, and it comes flowing out almost easily, in fact you’re quite enjoying it […]

BOOK REVIEW: MY SECOND LIFE by FAYE BIRD

My Second Life is impossible to put back once you’ve picked it off the shelf. The idea of a girl who remembers a past life is not new, but add the fact that she did something terrible and doesn’t remember quite what, forces you up to the shop counter so you can cuddle up on the couch with it ASAP. This […]

Time Lapse

I’ve been here before I swear I know this place But when I to the mirror go I do not know this face Isn’t that girl dead God, how pale that skin the graveyard dirt upon her Tells you where she’s been Who has dug her up? Where’s the master’s strings? But no, he’s gone […]

Why I Love Rejections

Okay, I don’t really love rejections.  I just said that to get your attention.  I love acceptances, like everybody else, but in the world of writing they are few and far between.  The great thing about rejections however is they show that you are trying. If you aren’t trying, then you are never going to […]

Modern Day Girl

She is wrapped up in ribbons She will not come undone She is sewed in the skin Of a boy she un-spun He is tangled and tied up And knotted and torn He lies on the floor Only muscle and bone She is higher than helium She will not come down She has eaten his […]