Something I’m working on, or one of many things more accurately. More intense language than I’d ever use in real life, but felt right with the character. Just playing around with more first person POV because it’s good writing practice. — The pain reverberated along my spine, drawing hot tears from my eyes. It surprised …
Month: April 2013
Wrote a series of (almost) haikus yesterday because it was that kind of day. In my self-important way, I figured I’d share them. You’re welcome. :)~ — Good Morning Open eyes I am brimming A ray of sunshine * Paperwork — Sheaf of words piles high Miles of work, oh my * Body of work …
For Ss and Gs, I opened a few accounts. Find me on The Facebook at Cara Thereon. I’m on Twitter @thereon_cara. Lets call this a social media experiment, so indulge me by popping by and giving me a follow. Writing test from Andy for the week. It’s a twofer! I’m giving you a poem and …
The intricate pattern of the Windsor knot appeared under his hands without much thought. His mind was definitely elsewhere… Would she wear the dress he left on the bed? It was daring, cut so low the soft swell of her breasts would spill out. His hands pause as he thought about the metallic fabric hugging …
I always like to share the posts that trigger something in me. This post is worth the share for anyone else who struggles with comparing.
(A few somethings before I head out the door) An April Fool’s Inspiration Monday. I admit to being fooled so good on our host for getting me. Here’s a little poetry since I’m still short on creative prose. — The truth, delivered soft or hard A blow or a gentle caress To topple or to …
My mind is all over the place lately (I’m beginning to think black moods are just part of being a writer). The bad thing is my creativity is suffering. So, I guess I’ll take a few days off. Here’s some more poetry. If you want a story, check out the tabs above. Book Reports is …
A few haikus (10-14 syllables) — I question, I’m dependent, And never quite sure * A flash of a breast The glint of metal. Pierced * River running deeper Than men plumb. Undiscovered * I feel motionless. Stuck in neutral Now moving backwards * Dangerous desire! Would you let me Sate my need on you?
Andy is doing a Tuesday writing prompt so of course I jumped on board. I’m working on developing a thicker skin so I’m asking for critique on this. Keep it constructive! Prompt: Guilty Conscience Length: 200 words — “What’s all this about? It’s not my birthday?” The pleasure at his “surprise present” was disappearing as …
April is National Poetry Month. I considered skipping it, but figured I’d sprinkle a little poetry through the blog this month to honor the occasion. — On lips High cheeks A sweet hue New and lush It paints pictures Makes promises Hints at innocence To capture To keep And reinvent With each new touch Petal …