WHEN THE DEMON WINS by Twindaddy
One of my favorite bloggers and a piece I relate all to well with. Love you TwinDaddy
One of my favorite bloggers and a piece I relate all to well with. Love you TwinDaddy
I’ve been doing a bunch of soul searching as of late. I woke up recently and looked around only to realize how much has changed for me this last year. The scenery is the same, the people are the same but so many things seem so different. I realized it was me that was different.…
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A little while back I threw myself into a project that terrified me. After multiple attempts at joining my writing with another’s, and being burnt every time, I once again gave it a shot. I wrote to a woman here on WordPress, someone whose poetry was unspeakably beautiful, and…
My new duet partner is a clever one. Our duet started with an email titled The Hastily Agreed Twiisted Collaboration. And the next day the poem below was written. I happen to love it and I hope all you wonderful readers do too! Written by Twiistd and HastyWords ♦ The words you speak I expected…
I am serious…I am certain Sage just wrote the BEST review ever written I was just going to re-blog this but I decided to include it in my own post in order to say thank you. I asked Sage if he would do a review of my latest book but I didn’t expect anything as…
My latest book just went live on Amazon and it is slightly different from the last one. In this book, besides the pictures and the poetry, I added voices. It is hard to portray depression’s control over a person through mere poetry so I included conversations I had with depression. Depression has a voice and…
“I didn’t want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I’d…
Sometimes (quite often) my husband amazes me.
Daily Prompt : Sad but True I usually don’t get much criticism which is hard for me to hear because I am my own worst critic. It is rare I hear something suprising other than the words goodbye. I can’t handle goodbye’s but that is a whole other story. I do have one story about…
Written by mcfcwolf and HastyWords The noise was too loud inside my head the sounds reverberated like a dozen beat boys speaking street My vein so punctured that the beat of my heart was critically low yet these sounds like stars at night they show me which way to go Who is this inside…