Your chilled mosaic
Cool tincture, a moistened cheek
Anathema-free

Bingeing on shallow
Bottom-feeding plankton adds
Zero calories

Cover up, careless
Tuck away the hickey bites
Turtleneck Tuesdays

Platoon of shadows
Stalks phantasmagoric prints
Evidence amiss

Taurian partner
Honest heart, loyal and true
Mine to kiss; cherish

Shrive middlescence
Drooping countenance, years passed
Ululate youth; past

Standing at the edge
Contemplating life and death
No hesitation

Transcendent. Here it is, probably our last video for ‘We Need Monsters’, for a song called ‘Love’. It´s about an indian seamstress who is daydreaming during her work as a kind of cognitive survival strategy. It took us one year of production to film the different seasons. What I intended to express with this song […]

Take your lecher-leers,
Plus all my jeers,
And make a paycheck
At the very least.
Bleat-bleat, little sheep.

Mr. and Mrs.
I still want your soul with mine
Hands entwined like hearts

All the chaos encircles my neck
Like shackles they drag me
Down to his level
And hold me drowning underwater

Call me out.

For all the times
I refused to believe you,
Punish me
With bruising kisses.

I wanted to believe in you
From the moment I laid eyes on you
Though my heart tried to stop me
It failed to keep its chains around me

The color she picks is metallic purple. It reminds me of a skirt I used to wear to the club-of-the-week before I became legal. As she takes in every colorful detail of her favorite superhero cartoon, I paint her tiny fingernails more carefully than I’ve ever painted my own. I don’t tell her that one […]

Each time I drive by Apartment 8, I chance a glance at the 2nd-story window, hoping against hope that your sunshine will greet me.

Dear Snake-in-Disguise, Mr. “I Got The Fire,” Sir Knows-a-Lot, Professor Pick-Up Artist, aka The Guy Who Raped My Mouth Last Night, I knew what you were from the start but I ignored my gut. “Excuse me, haven’t we met before?” You were so handsome, but I could see you wanted to use me, and that […]

Welcome to Throwback Thursday, poetry-style. I wrote the following piece during high school, whilst twitterpated — in the throes of mad hormonal puppy love with Cameron, my first beau (and ultimately, first heartbreak). Cameron, wherever you are…thank you for the years we spent together. Of all our first-time moments, I especially recall your, “Potato!” schtick. […]

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Good morning, good afternoon, and good evening. Insomnia’s treating me like a redheaded stepchild. Scratch that — I’m nobody’s stepchild. Not anymore. My hair, however…that color is dyed-in-the-wool. During NaNoWriMo2016, I wrote a YA-dystopian-scifi-fantasy-LGBT-romance-suspense-seriocomedy hybrid called Nobody Knows. By hand. At some point, I’ll come up with a clever sub-genre to assign my baby, but […]

“Freedom of Speech” © Wuka

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This post may put you off. I’m not censoring myself, nor sugar-coating the subject. It’s quite possible I’ll offend you, so if you consider yourself conservative, rigid-minded, and in opposition to freedom of speech, you’ll do well to abandon this essay for something more your speed.

You should know that I’m not the type of person who desires to follow to society’s expectations. It may work for some, but I’m a free spirit. A depressing Japanese proverb my late mother-in-law taught me remains ingrained in my brain: “The nail that sticks out gets hammered down.”

It’s a reflection of the societal pressure of Japanese people to conform; and expresses the complete opposite of my beliefs. The farther the nail sticks out, the happier I become. Continue reading

With much enthusiasm, I welcome Jess Alter, who has the honor of being my first guest blogger. Thank you for sharing your insights about wordsmithing with us, Jess. You’re a lovely, insightful person, and I’m anticipating reading your novels in 2015. 🙂


Resolved: 15 Good Writing Habits to Pick Up in 2015

by Jess Alter

I’m not a New Year’s resolutions kind of person. I used to be one: I always resolved to lose weight or complete tasks or learn new skills. I rarely held firm to my resolutions, so I gave up making resolutions. This year, however, I decided to make New Year’s resolutions. All are changes or continuing commitments I can make to grow my writing career.

This year, I published Solaray Dawn, the third installment of the Dome Trilogy. I started preparing a new series I started working on in 2009, the Cryptid Series, for publication in 2015. I began to engage with readers, authors, and publishing industry people on social media, and I realized that business as usual impedes my writing career.

When I reviewed 2014, I saw strengths and successes; I saw weaknesses and failures. Most important, I saw opportunities to improve and evolve as an author throughout 2015.

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