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Another addition for Olde Poetry Monday, this one circa 2009. Please enjoy. I don't get why people tell me, "never change." If I stayed the same, my biggest dream would still be to sprout wings and fly away. It's cute when you're five, but I don't think they have a major for that in... Continue Reading →
A new entry for Old Poetry Friday, brought to you by Angsty Allie from 10th grade! No idea why I wrote this or if it was for an assignment or whatever, but enjoy! “I don’t think that way... You MUST be wrong.” Must I? I don’t know for sure. But neither do you. Stop... Continue Reading →
(I wrote this poem a few years back for an unfinished fantasy story that will likely never see the light of day. It's about a woman who eventually became a queen,widely revered for her beauty and feared for her skill with an ax and her prickly attitude. I actually like how it came out, so... Continue Reading →
Every avid reader has a favorite book or two... or seventy-six. But some of those notable or obscure titles can be life-changing. So, here's a list of some of the books that have changed my life - not only as a reader, but as a person! 1.) Peter Pan by J.M. Barrie - Most folks... Continue Reading →
Welcoming November with a little poem.... So an atheist a future pastor an aspiring writer and a redhead are all sitting at a table playing Apples to Apples. The category was ‘American.’ The future pastor would decide. The atheist played ‘Freedom.’ The aspiring writer played, ‘The Electric Chair.’ The redhead played ‘Lucille Ball.’ All were... Continue Reading →
Welcoming my favorite month with a poem. Happy October! Hope you enjoy! Home There is a light in her window. A hopeful flicker, or is it only melting wax? Minutes dripping to nothing? A glimpse of distant shores, left you yearning for the foreign and the wild. She is neither of those things. She... Continue Reading →
Parking garages should not be so full this early. The clock says "7:11." And the paper said be here by "8." I knew I should have stopped at Starbucks. Though the world's strongest latte could not prepare me for this. No phone, no computer, no internet, no outside contact. Just a room, 200 strangers, and... Continue Reading →
Though my favorite poet is Walt Whitman, and I own a well-loved edition of Leaves of Grass, he did not pen my favorite poem. That distinction belongs to "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock," written by T.S. Eliot and published in 1915. I'm also a big fan of Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats,... Continue Reading →
...are very busy for me. I am going to be querying my next novel, my older sister is getting married in Vegas, it's a busy/stressful time at my day job, AND I have jury duty. So, lots of fun stuff going on, but it's becoming difficult for me to come up with ideas for 2x... Continue Reading →
