Tag Archives: on writing

Forget Why We Write

Posted on September 30, 2015 by whimsygizmo

;; Forget that each bright morning dawns in indigo ink and bids us spill our former selves, offers a fresh petaled page for the (loves me, loves me not) aching. Forget that words are keys and bandages and nails, songs … Continue reading →

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Warning Label

Posted on September 14, 2014 by whimsygizmo

…. Blood may be thicker than water, but she knows it flows slower than ink; pester her some hospital tests to prove it. At best, anxiety fluffed through quill. At worst, words craving cardiac arrest, caged at center – in … Continue reading →

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The Play of Words

Posted on September 10, 2014 by whimsygizmo

… She’s been known to loiter with letters, tear words limb from limb, trim them down to their small -est syll a bles. She’s been accused of messing with mean -ings, gleaning new readings from hum -bled spill, bending words … Continue reading →

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7:51am, on an Ordinary Wednesday

Posted on August 6, 2014 by whimsygizmo

…. There is nothing ……….no …..thing elegant about me. I am not made for platforms or thrones or performances. If my words spill, it’s not so much my will or my wile as my need for a smile to slice … Continue reading →

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