Lyndsay E. Gilbert's Blog, page 9

Too Old for Wonder

I broke through the looking glass Cut my knees on jagged shards Beside an empty frame Stood up dazed in my room Blood trickling down my legs Reality as raw as it can be Searched instead for a rabbit hole Found it in a graveyard Filled up with time and time no more I got […]

Pretty Little Maids of the Asylum

Pretty little maids All in a row To the asylum Marching they go Emma and Sophie And Jemma and Jane The gates slam behind them They’re no longer sane For Emma’s a bone doll and Sophie loves knives Jemma sees monsters and Jane only lies Pretty little maids All in a row Open theirs mouth […]

His Fire

Maybe I don’t want to walk along the frost laden walls that Separate me from you and the from the centre Of your dreams. I will walk through the labyrinth and you will see my red Cloak, hiding me from the woods where I was cold without the bears bed. I want to let down […]

Planning for Nanowrimo

So it is very nearly upon us.  I am currently in the throes of figuring out a plot and thought it might be good to share my thoughts here.  There are pantsers and there are plotters.  But I think that most people tend to be a mixture of the two. Plotters have to have each […]

Criticism: The Good the Bad and the Oh my God I will NEVER Write Again

Creative people can get quite attached to the talking people in their heads.  This is perfectly acceptable, in fact it’s bloody brilliant, but there comes a time when you have to let go.  As both a High School English teacher and a writer, I liken watching people deal with criticism of their writing to Parent/Teacher […]

The Witch Must Die

It is a universal truth One that sinks in during youth If you try perchance to dream Unravel stories at the seams You’ll find witches in the stitches Jealous crones and bitter bitches Cut your feet on broken glass Truthful mirrors never last Soaked in blood, those little pieces Sing a lyric, one that teases […]

Narcissus Broken

The spell got tangled up I looked at my reflection And every thing was wrong To start with, I was a woman How can anyone fall in love With the mother of all sin? I turned and turned But I was fat and ugly Whatever way I looked at it There was the lake as […]

Review: Crimson Peak, A Gorgeous Gothic Romance

This sumptuous Gothic romance is an absolute must for fans of Del Toro’s work and newbies alike. A fantastic addition to well established novels and films in this genre, Crimson Peak explores themes of femininity in the Victorian Era, breathing new life into tropes like The Mad Woman in the Attic and the brooding byronic […]

In The Dark, They Sing

Written for Ink After Dark, Monster Mosh competition. So much fun to take part and to read all the entries!  ________________________________________________ When Ella kisses me my lips burn soft and insistent. The cavern of her mouth tastes like mulled wine, and warms me to my bones. With every gasp and gulp I am swallowing down […]

Voices

I heard a woman crying as if her child was dead I wanted to console her But she was in my head I really tried to find her It seemed completely real I remember vividly The way it made me feel I wanted her to stop I couldn’t stand the noise Others stood unmoving They […]