I often read arguments against fanfiction that basically boil down to, “Why are you wasting your talent writing poor copies of someone else’s genius when you could be filling the world with masterpieces of your own?”
Well, the truth is, masterpieces take time. They take skill. A writer isn’t born. She is made. Continue reading
When you look beyond The chasms that lie ahead You see the full moon
One morning, as I stood on my porch, I noticed some plants growing under the tree nearest the house. I walked closer and looked down to see a vine with reddish leaves in groups of three. “Oh no, I have Poison Ivy growing right in front of the house!” I cried. When I was a … Continue reading
The calm of morning goes away in a rush when I remember fear.
Not wanting to stop, I stay up late to finish. Much better to sleep.
We think we’re unique, but we are just reflections, of ripples, of other lives. Our births and our deaths, are reflections of the lives of those who went before. Looking down to see our faces in the water, we see other faces our parent, our grandparents, and their ancestors. When we despair, we forget … Continue reading
Startling while sunlight pierces into my bedroom. Cavemen we are still.
Air conditioner hum fills my mind with static, constant like my fear.
I can’t go to sleep! Too many open windows Spear through my eyeballs.
I am a SHERLOCK fan. If you haven’t noticed then you are not very observant. And the fact that I have started my post with an insult is evidence that I have been watching way too much Sherlock Holmes this year. Sherlock, if you don’t know, is a television show on BBC in the UK. … Continue reading