Good afternoon! I’m sorry I’m starting my Weekly rewind late. You may have noticed from the title that #NaNoWriMo has begun, and that has altered all my routines lately…
Happy Halloween weekend my lovely people! Since the Weekly Coffee Share seems to have gone the way of the dodo, I appreciate that Tara over at Daisy Smiley Face has picked up the slack and made a new linkup for us to compare our weekly tales of wonder or woe.
While the Coffee Share was about sharing over coffee, I get the impression that this one has a bit of a musical score to it (hence the cassette tape… which is a way people used to listen to music, for all you young ones). Given that, my musical score today is coming from Jimi Hendrix. Continue reading
I mentioned in yesterday’s Lughnasadh post that I’d been writing again. Specifically that I’d written based off of a #MissMuseMe prompt. Here is the short story that came from it, along with the picture that inspired it. I began it on Monday, and just finished it a few moments ago. It is an erotic story, though probably only a hard PG-13… consider yourself warned.
Some while ago, I wrote a poem and on a whim submitted it to a contest. I think I may have spoken about it on here, and I know I’ve talked about it on Twitter, during various chat events. Either way, the time has come that they’ve posted it on their website, and thus I can share it with you all!
The contest was about social issues, and I chose to write about the mandatory testing and how it’s more harmful than good. There are a few people that I have shared it with. The last guy was one of them, and he laughingly said that it might be something we talk about 20 years from now…
At least he believed I had a bit of talent.
Or he could at least joke about such a thing.
I don’t really believe he had any positive feelings or thoughts about me at all. I really wanted him to tell me otherwise, with his own words, without me having to ask for some sort of validation, but he never could. Whether that is me not able to see it in the way he was showing it, or just proof that it never existed, I couldn’t tell you for certain, but this poem at least was good enough to win third place in a contest that is outside of my home country.
That is something worth celebrating and sharing!
You can find it on the site of the magazine which is publishing it here: Wax Poetry and Art. In theory, they will have someone read it and post that on Youtube. If it comes to be, you know I’ll post it here!
Thanks for following along and being supportive of all my trials and tribulations, be they romantic or creative!!
In the tiny span of time
in which we have spent
to get to know one another,
while you have bared
various bits of yourself to the air
for me to look at and wonder,
you have but glimpsed me
through a keyhole
as I begin to remove the layers
that keep me safe from
the outside world,
safe from the
tirades of ignoble men.
The summer seriously screws with my scheduling! First of all, I seem to have no idea of what day of the week it is at any given moment because all of my scheduling is out of whack. Instead of panicking about this (which could happen), I instead play Sims and sleep, and panic over other, not-panic-worthy things.
For instance: the misunderstanding with the Pirate. Continue reading
Cinderella romance stories have been popular for centuries, and they show no signs of dying out. Why do writers feel compelled to put their own spin on a tale that has been around for hundreds of years? Why do readers keep responding to these rags to riches books and movies? Members of the Glass Slipper Sisters share their thoughts on the subject below. The Glass Slipper Sisters is a group of fifteen authors of Cinderella-themed romance novels covering subgenres from chick lit and sweet romance, to steamy romance and fantasy. Readers are invited to download the Cinderella Treasure Trove, their free collection of excerpts, recipes, and party tips, as well as to interact with the Sisters on their Facebook group. Continue reading