Posted on September 25, 2017 by brookemyersauthor
Taste of Life Flick-ed curl, Almost a scuttle. Wasted dreams, Down by the chips. Love light lost, Shut off by the moon. Eclips-ed bring, My heart, Around the bend.
Posted on September 25, 2017 by brookemyersauthor
This week I managed to pen out four poems instead of three. New record! Each of the four poems that I wrote, have this symbolic connection to paint. A beautiful connection. It is this bridge that allows people to cross from the present into… Continue Reading “Paint: Part 2”
Posted on September 22, 2017 by brookemyersauthor
Paint is often over looked. There’s a lot of symbolism that it holds. Often times it is over looked for the simple fact that it is in all of our lives in some way. It’s inanimate. It’s just paint. But is it really? When… Continue Reading “Paint: Part 1”
Posted on September 22, 2017 by brookemyersauthor
This week has been busy. Exceptionally busy. Busy enough that I shouldn’t be sitting at the computer writing this right now but oh well. Honestly if I wasn’t busy I don’t think I would be able to survive. It’s how I’m wired. Anyway, because… Continue Reading “Painting a Picture”
Posted on September 20, 2017 by brookemyersauthor
It was a tough decision trying to decide what theme to pick this week. Ultimately I gave up on the hope of thinking of something. Later it involved glancing at a garage of peeling paint and exclaiming to the neighborhood birds “I got it!… Continue Reading “Paint “
From Southern Indiana comes Author, Brooke Myers. Myers is a novelist who writes within the horror and mystery and suspense genres. Though do not expect her to stay only within those genres. Find her on Facebook @brookemyersauthor to follow along on her journey as she navigates writing, finding time to enjoy life, and being a dog mom.