Tag: time

Time Flies

It’s been a long 2017. It feels longer than usual for a year. Though maybe that’s just because of all the things that have happened. Thanksgiving is in two days. I haven’t said what I am thankful for yet. I’m going to say this, I…

Discovery: Part 3

RIGHT HERE Once ago I thought I knew myself. But that was years ago. I’m me. Though I’m not myself. I see all this time passing by and I think I should be different. Think I need to conform. I clench my eyes shut…

Passive Voice

My bloody nightmare. I’m sure I’m not the only one who has an irrational fear of passive voice. I use passive voice without thinking, I’m getting better. But as my editor likes to point out I go a little over board. Anybody else come…

Paint: Part 4

Feral Time I see it, My life on the walls. These years I’ve lived, Aging in the same house. The years flaking away, Like all this chipping paint. Powder Pink, Fading to 20’s blue. How I see it, By the water damaged door. In…

Paint: Part 3

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.

Paint: Part 2

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…

Theme and All Its Horror

I am not one to explore theme. When structuring a novel I stick to one genre and include multiple underlying themes. With a motif or two. I stick in my little bubble. Lately I’ve been getting this writerly itch. Maybe it’s my time to…

Habitual

I don’t like to think of myself as a habitual monster. I like spontaneity. Having no plans, living in the moment. Breathing in life as it comes. But if you are as forgetful as I am, being spontaneous is a hopeless illusion of another…

Writing Groove

I’m back! (I never actually went anywhere. Though my blank word documents hint that I got abducted by demon fairies and they decided to put me back where they  found me.) For someone with a busy schedule finding writing time is hard, but you…