He just showed up out of nowhere, all prim and proper with his top-hat and button-up. She tried to style with her tux, but the waddling and flops don't quite work for that. He says it's endearing. Still, her wings can't straighten the mess of hair atop her head, and well no one ever offered her… Continue reading Penguins Can’t Love Snowmen
For our most recent staff retreat, I was given the opportunity to write a poem, in the style of Dr. Seuss, about our team. What other workplace asks you to write such fun material? 🙂 Enjoy! A Seussian Red Cross In a land of nonsense, quite grand they do say, Where children and grownups… Continue reading A Seussian Red Cross
With recent birthday celebrations, I thought I'd share a little poem I wrote awhile back for some friends' birthdays I missed. I make belated birthday greetings all the rage 🙂 Let me add that this is even more brilliant when spoken aloud in a ridiculous voice! Happy Unbirthday Happy Unbirthday to You. I speak to… Continue reading Poem: Happy UnBirthday
You pick up a pen and start writing. Perhaps a tale of faeries and nymphs, perhaps an epic of swashbuckling adventure, or perhaps a poem of rich imagery and theme. Regardless, you’re writing now. Refusing to be bested by a… Continue reading A Poem Written
It’s not like you just say “Let there be…” and there is. No, it’s this lovely and dreaded cycle. It all starts with an idea. Then another. And another. And soon it’s just an overload of ideas. But one idea, that idea won’t leave you alone. It just keeps nigglin’ at the back of your… Continue reading Work-In-Progress
One of the first moments where I felt I could actually be a successful writer (read: read writer) was when I was published in my college's student publication Impressions. As if publication was not enough, I tied for second place in that issue with my best college friend. While it was a small accomplishment, I'm still quite… Continue reading A Poem: Analyze This
Being an author makes you pray. Because when you have become a god of your authorial universe, you suddenly wish you would hear more definitive input from your characters. Don’t they have the next plotpoint? Why is the protagonist obsessed with pursing her lips if she doesn’t have something to say? What is the antagonist’s… Continue reading Being an Author Makes You Pray
According to my brief look at the weather, it's supposed to rain every day next week. Summer is just around the corner though....right?! Here's my most recent poem, actually not written during a thunderstorm, but during a wonderful time of rainless worship at my church. What's Your Emergency? The thunder cracked like a whip… Continue reading Poem: What’s Your Emergency?