of Stardust and the Beasts
Poetry, prose, stories, and other creative writing experiments.
the Six Sentence Café & Bistro #1 | the Nervous Poet
For this week’s six sentence story, I was honored to be invited to participate in the world of Six Sentence Café & Bistro with my own character. Honestly, such things make me a little nervous, as I have never participated in any type of collaborative writing before, partly because I’m scared of the Manager’s Office and plot holes and my characters tend to be a bit unhinged, and partly because I started writing stories with this challenge; before that, it was mostly poetry. However, as our wonderful Denise , who hosts the weekly six sentence blog hop, said: “After you escort the first butterfly out of your stomach lining, it is cool, Reelika. And fun.” I decided, what the heck—most cool and good things (especially the things that help you grow) are difficult and scary at first. Also,…
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Ten Thing of Thankful #3 | Creativity, Community & Semester’s End
This week went by so fast I didn’t even think of the ten thing of thankful blog hop while living through it. It felt as if I blinked, and it was already gone. The other hoppers’ posts of the week can be read here. Be sure to check them out at this blog hop is the most positive vibes one I have found in a long time. Ten Thing of Thankful #3 First—I have to once again bring up the community of the Six-Sentence blog hoppers. As a writer, I always felt I was far too different to truly fit in, but the more I write, the more I begin to see my own evolution. Writing is a skill, yes—but also a way to stay creative, and that creative part of me is something that keeps me going through the hectic…
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Poetry On the margins of the First Draft #10 | Belladonna
This piece from Margins of the First Draft captures the feeling of being completely undone by someone’s presence. I wonder if I ever felt something like that or if it came from watching a certain movie…. (Authors Note) Belladonna Like a maiden in love, With my eyes glistening In the lights above my head, As if he was the belladonna to my pupils I was a deer caught in headlights And he was The definition of poetry Poetry on the Margins #10 Spellbound Have you ever been completely undone by someone’s presence?He is like belladonna — the toxin that dilutes pupils —deathly and intoxicating.Oh, my poor little heartstrings. Imagine this:you live your life as a grown-up 21st-century woman —you…
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Poetry On the margins of the First Draft #18 | Digging her own Grave
Part of my poetry collection, Margins of the First Draft — this was actually a newer thought or poem that incorporated into this one. I remember the line originated from the Dead Poet thing I had going on and it was supposed to be a part of the Six-Sentence Story but…
Poetry On the margins of the First Draft #17 | Realization
Part of my poetry collection, Margins of the First Draft — what the hell is this even and where did it come from. I like the poem itself. I sure did have a theatrical way to convey love… Love is not that bad at all… or sad… (Authors Note) Realization And so I…
Poetry On the margins of the First Draft #16 | Mercy
Part of my poetry collection, Margins of the First Draft—while, yes, we have all gone through a heartbreak or two, it’s rarely as theatrical as those 19th-century plays I was a huge fan of back in the day. Life has a tendency to go on. The Victorians were a strange…
Poetry On the margins of the First Draft #15 | Desperation
Part of my poetry collection, Margins of the First Draft—I know how this poem was written. This one I remember: I was listening to an Egyptian singer, and I was struck by how he conveyed obsessive love. I wanted to borrow that style, because it was so strong and…
Poetry On the margins of the First Draft #14 | It Hurts
Part of my poetry collection, Margins of the First Draft—in some of the literature I read a lot as a teen, the theme of praying to a god or a mother was quite strong. I borrowed that idea; it wasn’t mine. The words are though. (Authors Note) It Hurts Oh God, oh…