She kept writing… At first, she cared about the publishing. Who was reading her blog? What were her statistics? How many likes did she get? And then… One day she realized, she no longer checked. She no longer cared and none of it mattered in the slightest. So… She kept writing.
Originally published for Instagram’s Romance Writer Challenge, Day 7 “Writing Goals”
Waiting Inspiration comes Writing
Do my words cut you?Slice deeply under your skin?Find a way through your defenses?Infect your brain and repeat on a loop?Do they describe your heart, your life, your soul?Penetrate your deepest wounds with love, healing or change? Good.
What have I been up to? Poetry, Poetry, Poetry-It’s my go to these days because it’s fun to develop and play with while also being reasonable to keep up with. Waiting on my submissions. I currently have 5 things out there… I got a rejection Reading about writing Writing about writing 🙂 Updating this blogContinue reading “Wednesday Writing Update”
Sometimes the words don’t come I stare at the screen, struck dumb My computer, it mocks with its hum And the whole of it fells pretty glum But my passion fills in with a buzz My brain, it now clears from the fuzz This word does it rhyme? Yes it does! I begin to forgetContinue reading “The Words of the Writer”
My heart tears open And bears my soul for the page Feed it to the void
Writing You’ve stolen my soul And I’ve lost Entire days Weeks Months To your muse While you drag me, Shred my soul, And break my heart With the rigors of creation And destruction (Because editing is a murder) I can barely commit it But I do Remorsefully For you For the act of improving AndContinue reading “Wednesday Writing Free Verse!”
I should be asleep But my brain won’t stop writing Long day tomorrow
“I see you like kombucha.” “It is very good for you. Helps you lose weight.” My eyes rolled involuntarily. I’m not going to get all impressed because you notice I’m overweight. It’s not like no one has ever noticed before. I start to walk again but I feel a surprisingly strong grip on my wrist.Continue reading “Kombucha”