Confessions of a Writer
Whether I’d admit it or not, it takes a certain amount of confidence to be a writer. Whether that confidence is in the form of believing in your ability to write, the story you have inside, the ease with which...
Tagged: Writing
Poem: Inkwell
Lines trail out my veins, along my skin and down my arms, razor-sharp across my wrists pooling, spooling in my hands. I pluck the line, wrap it gently into words, swooping them across the page exposing on paper what my...
Poem: The Things I Regret Forgetting
I recorded “The Things I Regret Forgetting” just a month after starting this website with the intent of sharing it here. On a whim, before posting it, I submitted it to a literary magazine, and they accepted it. It appeared in The...
Flash Fiction: Impressions
I should have noticed the first time I watched the man from down the street. He walked his three girls to school. They looked slightly disheveled, but in the charming way that families with several young children possess. It’s...
Audio Recordings
I used to dread reading my work out loud. Then, my writing group gained a new member who encouraged us to read our pieces to the group. The exercise changed many things for me. I already loved going to poetry...
