of Stardust and the Beasts

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Six Sentence Story #22 | Prompt Word: INTEREST

Yet again, a week has passed and it’s time for a new six-sentence story. This week I wrote something a bit different from my usual entries, and it’s also the first week in a while that I have been able to rest. Yay. The blog hop itself is hosted by GirlieOnTheEdge . Be sure to check out the other entries at the link-up as well; there are some wonderful writers there. Six Sentence Story #22 Quen sat on the bathroom floor, staring at the pregnancy test in her trembling hands — for six years she had tried to conceive: hormonal treatments, a failed round of IVF, and two miscarriages. All those treatments and failures had eventually made her give up on the dream; honestly speaking, she didn’t even know if being a mother was truly her dream at all, or if it was simply what she felt she had to…

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Ten Thing of Thankful #2 | Discovering Gratitude & Community

Another week has passed, and it’s time for my second entry in the Ten Thing of Thankful (TToT) blog hop. It has been an interesting and very tiring week, but now I’ll try to find ten things I was grateful for and also please do check out the others and the hosts at the InLinkz link-up. Ten Thing of Thankful #1 First – I have to say that I’m very lucky to have found this community… While life has been very hectic lately, the TToT blog hop alone made me grin big and gave me a little boost of serotonin, both through writing and reading. What a lovely way to end (or begin) a week on a Sunday. Second – Modern Talking. While I can’t say that I listen to them very often, yesterday morning I found…

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Poetry On the margins of the First Draft #9 | Expectation

Part of my poetry collection, Margins of the First Draft—a piece about the courage to feel, to love without demands, and to say it out loud. P.S. Looking at this many years after its creation feels a little awkward—where has the drama in my writing gone? I used to have such a vivid imagination, and that 19th-century influence seems to have faded. (Authors Note) Expectation So I stood there, my garments drenched Just like when I was a child, Standing barefoot in our garden, With rain running down my skin Waiting, deluged by poetry untold Choking on words I could not make rhyme Poetry on the Margins #9 Scribbles on the margins Why are we scared to show our true emotions?To tell the people…

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