I remember when I was a child I would hear someone say my name in the middle of the night. I would wake up to darkness in my bedroom, but then would feel a sense of dread and that I was being watched from the shadows. I couldn't move my body but my eyes bolted... Continue Reading →
She is an infernoWith flames from Her fingers.Her bones are kindling forHer own fuel.She leaves embers in Her footfalls,Smoke with every breath.Burning bridges and eating the ashes,She grazes on the fields of Her past. Palms that produce white-hot magma, And you harden under Her grasp.She is a wild fire that consumes the hearth of your... Continue Reading →
CW: Brief talk of suicidal ideation I’ve always been a loner. Sounds cliché, I know, but it’s true. I joke all the time about my introverted ways, laugh at memes about how quiet we are, how we flake out of plans at the last minute, and am sometimes proud of the fact that I can... Continue Reading →
When I started learning Tarot, I would scour Pinterest for spreads. I had used the site to collect recipes when I was a vegan, and it now helps me in my Tarot and witchcraft. I have collected recipes for teas, spells, and infusions (the elderberry liqueur was delicious; definitely making that again). Upon my search... Continue Reading →
Two nights ago, I drowned. It’s one of my worst fears, to drown in dark water and not knowing what lurks around me as I struggle to break through the surface. I didn’t experience the drowning, though, only dreamed it, but even in the dream I didn’t feel myself dying. There were pictures of me... Continue Reading →
There is a small nature park in my town that consists of a cluster of trails. It sits just outside the noisy traffic of rush hour and the light rail is nearby to take commuters to and from work. Even though it's not totally in the wilderness, I enjoy walking these trails from time to... Continue Reading →
In my post on December 9, I talked about completing and winning NaNoWriMo 2020, something I never thought I could ever accomplish. The challenge seemed daunting to me because I had never taken on one that huge, and I never fleshed out the idea that I had for my novel. It proved to be quite... Continue Reading →
I told my therapist last week that I felt proud of myself for the first time in years because I challenged myself and succeeded. I rarely give myself a pat on the back as, like many creatives, I am my own worst critic. I signed up for NaNoWriMo this year because I would have the... Continue Reading →
In my last post, I stated how nervous I was about starting a first draft of what will hopefully be a 50,000 word manuscript, and if you would have told me that by near the end of week three of NaNoWriMo that I would have nearly 70 pages written, I would have laughed and taken... Continue Reading →
Every year it comes and I watch from the sidelines. My fellow writers get excited for National Novel Writing Month, AKA NaNoWriMo. It's an event where you commit to working on your manuscript(s) every single day of November and, if the gods roll the dice just right and the planets align, you will have a... Continue Reading →
Mysti Gayle 