To write better and better stories may promote cooperation, gender equality, and the cementing of social bonds. Janet Burroway I’m trying to study the writing process and craft over break. We’ll see how it goes.

CPTSD

Robs you of time You might have connected But were cowering In fear for your life When the monsters Crippled with age Could no longer torment you

Creative Writing

Seriously, sometimes I feel like it's the bane of my existence. It calls to me and then when I actually find time to do it, my muse has fucked off somewhere lol. It's horrendous. I've been looking at different options in terms of taking undergrad courses or even entering into an MFA program but it's [...]

Distance and Connection

There's security in only allowing others to see you at your best Made up well-dressed. But pale, sickly Lip bloodied Feels too raw, My image sullied. What could be better than to remain at a safe distance a curated image untouched. You might be anything exciting in their mind But too far away from their [...]

Oscar Wilde said: ‘Each man kills the thing he loves.’ And it’s true. The mere possibility of getting what we want fills the soul of the ordinary person with guilt. I’m reading The Alchemist again. Every time I do I get something else from it, relevant to what I’m going through at the time. I [...]

I want to be barefoot

Wild women Seem to crave connectedness with the Earth. When I'm outside I feel Abundance. Love. Like rediscovering a friend that was always near but I had been unable to receive.

Lunar Eclipse

Cream, peach, blood My shadow was cast upon the moon And I couldn't stay awake long enough to witness the darkness dissipate or see the source of light.

Today is just one of those days I suppose

I have made a commitment not to do any work on Sundays and have kept it. I try to write creatively, read, paint, and incorporate movement into my day. Today I went on a walk in the sun, spent time with my boyfriend, spent some time trying to work on some creative writing projects, and [...]

Rebirth

Descent into the dark A clear death Fast freedom Wisdom comes to those who Wait for rebirth Be still Shed the skin thrust upon you

Seascape Saturday

The water need not inspire fear or appear too abstract The sea shows you herself Simultaneously reflecting your form And Self which is formless. If you're fearful The fear was within you before you entered blue.