• Fashion,  Writing

    Sunday’s Story: The Maddest

    I started writing this last night… and couldn’t stop. The songs at the beginning are meant to accompany the story and provide it with some good background music. 😉 Enjoy! The Maddest There is death everywhere now. Bodies are gathered from alleyways and mansions alike, with no distinction of burial made between animal and human. The merciless lick of flame will devour whatever it is given. It is not biased. It does not taste the sweetness of a child, nor the gall of a murderer. It cannot smell the aroma of the perfumed lady, nor the mouldering fur of the gutter dog. It is blind and furious, and– ever greedy–…

  • Writing

    Hmmm. Yes. Well, so much for that.

    One of my resolutions this year was to write every day- and blogging doesn’t count. But I’ve run into a bit of an obstacle. Mainly, my laptop’s power cord is on the fritz and either doesn’t charge at all, or gets incredibly hot while charging and becomes a bit of a fire hazard. And I don’t have the money at the moment to buy a new cord. Thus… writing anything other than blogs- which I can do from my parents’ computer- becomes a bit hard. Also, I really dislike typing on this keyboard. It types like the keys are all on a pad of felt. So I’ll have to give…

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  • Thoughts,  Writing

    Free

    Dedicated to my second nephew, Benton, who was stillborn this morning, three days before his due date. And for my brother and his wife as they mourn for their fourth child and first son. Bliss. The most beautiful light he has ever seen, shining around him, filling him with warmth until there are no shadows. He floats into awareness and knows that he is before the most powerful being in the universe. He is unfettered by the weights of the world. He is enveloped by a love purer than any he would ever have known. He cannot remember how he came to be, nor where he had come from. Thoughts…

  • Writing

    Aphotic Pulchritude

    Being a writer, there isn’t a creative spurt that goes by where I do not stop to search for synonyms when one form of a word just doesn’t seem like enough to me, or when I have to use that word more than once every few paragraphs  and need more forms  of it  to make it less repetitive. And more often than not, I find that there are so many more interesting synonyms for everyday words than I thought there were. Today, I wanted to share the less-used synonyms of words that pertain to the chapter I’m currently writing. I’ve searched for all of these today, and I absolutely love the synonyms! They’re…

  • Writing

    Lullaby

    An old lullaby I wrote; I finally recorded it because I was forgetting how the piano went. Forgive the sound (hear the birds in the background?). 😉 P.S. Lyrics