The first thing I am going to mention here is the recent review in Stylus Poetry Journal which has featured one of my poems as an example for the recently published volume Fire Pearls. I have one thing to say on the matter and that is SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Yes, multicoloured and abnormally long this squee occurred at 8:45 this morning when I checked my ( Read more... )

Men are like buses. You wait years for one who can either hold a conversation, give you an orgasm, or just doesn't fart in bed, and then you find several that fill all the criteria, plus are funny, smart, and as hot as a jalapeno in the sahara desert.

I mean seriously, what's a girl to do? I could be the bitch I know I am and just keep them like ( Read more... )

I am still loving my 'God of Stone' reference to Yasunari Kawabata. Anyone interested in modern(ish) Japanese prose ought to look at some of his work, I just finished 'Palm Of The Hand Stories' again, and it gets more relevant with every reading ( Read more... )

YeayYeayYeayYeay ( Read more... )

So, today was the closing of submissions for Fire Pearls, meaning I should know within a few weeks if I got in. Am all jittery, which isn't being helped by the fact I've had a hell of a migraine for the past 3 or 4 days. Worked with it on Tuesday and most of Wednesday, but it's really not getting any better. To make it worse it's et aura, which ( Read more... )

Eiie ( Read more... )

Just a quick note, my loves ( Read more... )

Slow month, this time round. Not much more than a few hormonal scribblings while I had some major pangs. And I have no idea where June ended and July begins in my notebook...

While reading some old journals...

Now I am alive
I know that then I was dead
Heart as cold as stone.

When told I have a dirty mind...My thoughts are as pure ( Read more... )

There's good news - and bad news. Somehow my poetry found it's way to a critic, a rather harsh critic who rejected a friends work on the basis that it was '...immature, pointless, and utterly worthless'. She was... 17 at the time, but still, the criticism was hardly constructive, and we had a hard time convincing her to write again. So, someone ( Read more... )

And not in a good way. >_Honestly, the humidity here just sucks. Everyone is sweaty and stinky, and yes, another migraine, though that's more due to the fact I was up till 2am thanks to my brothers. Ok. So I was up till 12:30 anyway, attempting to write (nothing was going in the direction I wanted it to though - it was all comical and soppy, so I ( Read more... )