Blogtober #9: Brevity.

I wrote this poem a few years ago. It has a fairly familiar theme. *wink* Autumn: Brevity I pull open the doors for you, my intermittent love, eager to greet you with the cool kisses of yet another fall. It does not bother me that you arrive once a year bearing your all-consuming brevity. It …

In Plain Sight

“Gin and tonic, please,” he said to the waiter. “My, how tame we’ve become in our old age.” He smiled and turned around. She stood before him, grinning and still looking very much like the 21 year-old girl that had crossed the threshold of the gray building on Fairfax Street so many years ago. But …

it chose me.

It was inevitable that fiction would choose me, that my world would become consumed by it. From the fairy tales my mother brought before me, to the fascinating living stories around me, to the nursery rhymes that incited such vivid images in my mind, to the billowing curtain in my childhood bedroom that, to me, …

{Guest Blogger} – “I Fell in Love…With Myself”

Support your Square Peg! Support your Square Peg! Support your... I wrote and submitted a guest blog post that was shared on the The Sum of Many Things, "A Lifestyle, Wellness and Personal Development Blog for Busy Women of Color." (Amazing tagline, right?) Direct link to my post is here. I'd love to hear/read your thoughts …

issa new contribution.

Yep, I'm basically going to tell you every time a write-up that I contribute to The Maria Antoinette goes live. Because of my enduring love for your support of my writing efforts. And because this self-promotion-as-a-writer thing (which we will discuss later) is a new goal of mine, and unlike my goal to avoid bread, …

speechless.

Writing fiction has been a no-go, party people. And I miss writing fiction. Yes, I've written some poems quite recently (here and here, if you feel like reminiscing), but I am 100 percent a writer, lover, and creator of fiction. I don't exactly know what's going on. Let's think it through: Is it because I …