Peeling Your Victims 101

The trick to removing each section is allowing yourself to relax. Remember, settling to a decent rhythm allows the skin to maintain its shape and the face its final expression. Word count: 30 – HORROR Edition 10

Hypocrisy

It sounded simple in theory. You telling me not to give money to people because I’m perpetuating, supporting addictions. But, I take issue. Call bullshit. You’ve also said, “Get healthcare. Cellphones. Walls.” STOP. Your stereotypes suck. Your agenda transparent. Word count: 39 Edition 8

A Story Where

A story where I write about you, but you’re covered in changes. With enough rearranges, That someone could believe, At least, a bit more than me. A story where I write about you, but as tiny rabbit. Hit by a car, truck, or train. And all I can see is the skewed View from the […]

Truth Behind Editing

You’re ready to do edits for me? You bet, I’ve got my red pen. Well, okay, thanks. I could use fresh eyes. I’m already on my third draft. Third, you say? Great. I’ll grab that hard copy, get it back to you in a bit. Done already? Nope, just the first five pages. Oh, whoa, […]

– Poem 4 – Gloves

Long thin tail, dark corner Lift the cardboard Small rat, not moving Muddled brown Frown at swarming flies and accompanying smell Death reigns, dried blood Burnt sienna Plastic shopping bag glove Grip on the rat Slough of skin, plop of muscle nut-brown New glove: Tawny rat puppet Poem 4: Focuses on repeating a single color […]

Sweetie Pie

Can you believe it? A perfect little fluff ball all curled up, purring in my lap. She’s the most wonderful, soft, cuddly, tiny sweetheart ever. Such a good Kitty. Hey, let me see her! It’s my turn! No, stop. Let go! Ow! Bad Kitty! Mom! Girls. Calm down. Kitties can be both. Good and bad […]

Not a Thief

Oh, my! Goodness me. Call the police! Granny? What happened? A man outside. A thief? Oh, yes. He took my breath away! Granny! So, not a thief. Oh, but there was a criminal Word count: 33

Don’t Stop Screaming

I’d like to see it. yes, i am curious, too. WE OUGHT TO WAIT FOR IT TO STOP SCREAMING. “Momma?” “Oh, honey, don’t stop screaming.” wordcount: 25 #MicroMondays

LUW Fall Conference

Attended my second writing conference ever. The place was overflowing with amazing authors, editors, publishers, experts, volunteers. I met so many amazing people. Not like, “oh, you’re amazing” blah blah cuz you’re here too, but “you’re real, genuine, kind, accepting, open, generous, interested, just overall amazing. I’m lucky to have met you.” See the difference? […]

Pluma Passes Out

Pluma paced, preoccupied. Perhaps, she went too far this time. Her heart, she followed, though plummeting inside. Pluma played it safe, you see, her designs always quite clean. Pedestrian, pacifying, plain. Please. Pluma pulsed within, craving dynamic peppy seams. Passion for fashion pushed her over the edge. Now she waits for critics to drop their […]