You defiled my song,
Yanked on my heart,
Leave me in the dark.
Pulse speeds up,
Vision tunnels,
Teeth chatter.
Uncertainty grips,
My chest clenches,
Stomach vomits,
Head aches.
But this is about me.
Not you.
I take deep breaths, fighting myself.
I pack up my work area, intentionally slow.
I walk out the door, and though the weather is hot,
It feels like a wall of cold water for my soul.
Fantasy Writer and Cartographer
Speculative Fiction Author
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"Before the sea she stood, still as a statue but for the wind rippling in her loose lavender-grey dress and toying with her black hair - it billowed in the salty breath of the ocean like a flag of defiance."
The gentle musings of a madman...
Author of science fiction and fantasy stories, choosing to write the stories that he would love to read.
a place for a little bit of everything
Follow along with the hijinks of an emerging writer
A blog on the struggles of writing coupled with everyday life.
A classic daily devotional
My journey to being the beauty that lives inside my dreams...
We create worlds you can only imagine.
LovintheLit
A hodgepodge of thoughts, ideas and the reality of life.
Natalie. Writer. Photographer. Etc.
"Writing is an act of faith, not a trick of grammar" - E.B. White
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I have people to kill, lives to ruin, plagues to bring, and worlds to destroy. I am not the Angel of Death. I'm a fiction writer.
writingmywayoutofdepression
Last line is a good finale.