I am a person of Planned dates And confirmed appointments "It'll happen when it happens" Does not compute. "Go with the flow" Only works When the flow is predetermined Which I'm pretty sure Isn't how that works.
(Flash Poetry) Follow-Up: When Anxiety Makes You Not Write.
My last post talked about me having all these words screaming in my ears, begging to write them down, how my mind was already ready to dive in to the next project. I just have one problem right now: Anxiety and OCD in some kind of weird uproar. The words scramble to reach my fingertips,... Continue Reading →
Flash Poetry: Terms of Service
In which I am overly concerned with "updated" Terms of Service... and also make a Dragon Age: Inquisition reference. You're welcome.
Single Serve Flash Fiction: Poetry. “Missing.”
A bit of poetry today. "Missing" Today, I find myself missing. People. Ideas. Things. I miss having the capacity to think of myself. I miss having little to take care of. I miss the days of being prudently carefree. I miss the me I used to be. Work work work. No pay, everyday. This life... Continue Reading →
Flash Fiction: Poetry, “Storm”
Today, it's been storming like crazy. Doesn't bother me, though- there's something magical about Southern thunderstorms. It's in the warm air, quick breezes, the wind chimes and thunder mingling together... When I was a kid, we would open all the doors and windows and let the sounds pour through the house, where they'd sync up... Continue Reading →
Flash Fiction – Poetry Edition
Bleeeeegh. I was supposed to do a post on character sheets Tuesday, and have a sparkly new piece of Flash Fiction ready for today, but after some bad news from the doctor and feeling pretty terrible, I have yet to do either. BUT! I am here to drop groundbreaking, earth-shattering poetry on you today. Are... Continue Reading →