Mistakes, I’ve made a few, but my greatest, no doubt, is you, gone from my hand, and I never knew you were there... you were, and are, too good for me, way out of my league, so I acted like I didn’t care, but I didn’t know, and, my god, do I care, but you’re …
Excellent! Wow! Great writing!! -Grabbety
Straight out of darkness I rise, forsaking every disguise, in the abyss where Hope dies... there is no compromise, death struggles against life, wrong wrestles to prove right... just surviving’s an uphill fight, secrets too often come to light... passion’s heat turns frostbite, memories change with hindsight... rarely seen in a fairer light, darker, as …
I have been nominated for the Sunshine Blogger Award by Living Like Lexie. Lexie has a wonderful blog filled with photography, living life in a big city, and a bit of her personal life as she experiences it all. I've enjoyed reading her blog since I started blogging last year. Lexie had some questions for …
I want to thank everyone who participated in the first collaborative poetry effort of 2018. The entries were fewer than before but the quality is astounding. This quarter's theme was, "to begin again, something must end..." Every entry must contain those words, somewhere within the entry. Here are the wonderful results from our fellow writers …
Meanwhile, on The Perfectly Imperfect Bunch…
Never knowing what to say,
plagues me in so many ways,
especially upon the page,
occasionally leading to outrage,
more often than not, honestly,
a cursed voodoo prophecy?
or a frustrated writer wannabe?
a little of both, possibly…
ok, mostly just the latter,
and too much on my platter,
dreams of success shatter,
does that really even matter?
when all is ‘said’ and done…
but I haven’t ‘said’ one
word of relevance since I begun,
so the curse, or frustration, won,
does that mean I lose?
or haven’t paid my dues,
who gets to choose?
how much is enough to defuse,
this wretched mind being confused,
nothing is ever enough,
no path is too rough,
or choice too tough,
to end the curse or give life up,
so, the battle rages on,
from sunset to dawn,
until the curse is gone,
and words are spawned,
upon the page…
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Hello again, my friends. A final reminder for the first collaborative poetry effort for 2018. Remember, your poetry must contain the words: * “To begin again, something must end…” * I will be accepting entries until February 7, 2018. The collaborative pieces will be posted together by February 10, 2018. Please send your written work …
So true! Blessing and a curse…
Fabulous! Very helpful information!!
So you have the title, the plot, the names of the characters and you’re furiously writing down that one story that you always wanted to write – the murder mystery in the Alps… but wait, you don’t even know what the Alps look like!
You research through the ubiquitous-online-hoard-of-information – Google – about the beautiful mountain range that has inspired poetry, prose and art for so many years, and then realise that there’s quite a lot you don’t know about the Alps, except that they’re in Europe. Then you come to realise that you will need to decide a place where the murder takes place (like a city or a town or a hovel), you need a map that shows you the major roads and the most important landmarks in that city/town/hovel (because you’d like readers to feel like they are in the Alps), you need to know the…
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