IWSG: Constructive Writing

It’s once again the first Wednesday of the month, and that means IWSG Day in the Spookiest Month of All – October!  Every first Wednesday, members of the Insecure Writer’s Support Group get together to discuss our fear, hopes, and accomplishments. This month I’m taking on the (optional) question of the month: How do major […]

IWSG: September Is Here!

So it’s the first Wednesday of the month and that means IWSG Day and I completely forgot due to … I really don’t have a good excuse, except I’ve been busy. Writing-wise, I’ve been doing a lot of editing and backstory. Among other hopefully more productive things, I dug the first novel I ever wrote […]

IWSG: Stories Are Great!

Due to a family emergency, this past month has been kind of crazy. While we were out at lunch at a place I normally don’t go to, after leaving the hospital – again – me and my family member both got cute story cubes as part of our Kid’s Meals. Then, an adorable little girl […]

IWSG: Titles Are Hard

It’s the first Wednesday of the month and that means <drum roll> IWSG Day! This month’s optional question is: which is harder to come up with, a book title or the name of a character? To me, the obvious answer is Title of course. Don’t get me wrong. Character names can be tricky. I once […]

IWSG: Springspiration!

It’s the first Wednesday in May and so far what a month it is. Due to the weird weather we’ve been having in the Northeastern United States, I keep having these dreams lately that we have snow in May – and I mean a lot of snow. Last night, I dreamed we were having a […]

Zebra

Zebra What’s black and white and red all over? That’s right: me. Note to self. Do not fall asleep where little sister can get to you. Further note to self. Two words: permanent marker. Correction, make that three words: permanent, marker, and revenge.   This is my last post for the A-Z Challenge! Hope everyone […]

Yield

  Knife slices through butter with effortless grace. Scents of garlic and thyme rise from the oven Like teasing fingers, promising better to come. I watch unnoticed in a corner until, “If you’re going to stand there, you can help.” I shake my head but come anyway, As if pulled by invisible rope. If I […]

Xenolith

Fire ripped through the quiet night, An explosion that seared trees and rocks and Everything round for miles. Then liquid fire lapped its slow way Over the valley, Easing its way down into the ocean. In the midst of this turmoil, A single fragment survived, Stone stronger than stone, The memory of the village that […]

Wednesday

Once a week for a year, we said. I for one have kept my promise. Lingering over cooling tea, hand over my cup, Shaking my head at the waitress. A young couple laughs as they walk by, cheek to cheek. I try not to take it personally. (I know it isn’t personal.) I can’t help […]

View

View Gorgeous the way the buildings sit like Many colored blocks atop the ridge outside My new home, like curtains open to mountains beyond. There’s a comforting noise and bustle to the place, Children laughing and shouting as they play, Playful breezes that linger a while to stay. Sometimes in the chill of the morning […]