of Stardust and the Beasts
Poetry, prose, stories, and other creative writing experiments.
the Six Sentence Café & Bistro #3 | the Nervous Poet’s Return
My third walk-in to the wonderful collaborative world of the Six Sentence Café & Bistro. If you are here for the first time, the prompts for our weekly Six Sentence Story entries are provided by Denise, aka Girlie On the Edge , and at the link-up you can find the work of many other authors, including the weekly additions to the SSC&B world. Do check them out. There are many kinds of writers there and maybe you find one you like. Also, this week I seriously struggled with grammar, as in Estonian we have slightly different rules for writing dialogue (which is also why I usually avoid them), so pardon me if there is something weird; it may be that I made some mixeroos, haha. Also, if anyone wonders where my tendency to write sentences that are entire paragraphs comes from, I was…
dVerse OLN #1 | Soft Violence
This is my first time participating in a blog-hop for poetry. Be sure to visit the dVerse Poets Pub page and other participants work in the linkup . Soft Violence My soul craves the soft violenceof devouring poems, one by onethe vulture,never full. Words like daggers,swallowed whole,and my throatreeksof rotten flesh. But nothing comparesto the act of constructing one yourself. Purgatory my mouth full of flies,the words keep dripping,one by one,down my neck drip, drip, drip,drip, drip across my bosom, a splattered poem, like coffee stainson my favorite book. There’s more of my work: All of the six-sentence stories . The Nervous Poet Entries for the SSC&B . There is also a page for all of the poetry. More personal entries can be found at the Blog . The IT studies blog in Estonian fror…
Ten Thing of Thankful #5 | Finding Joy in Doing Nothing
It was quite difficult for me to find anything interesting to write about for this week as it has been very quiet all of a sudden… I am used to drowning under my responsibilities and I just took time off or something. This week’s Ten Thing of Thankful felt a bit more generic to me because of that.. But, if you enjoy positivity and smiling while reading other people’s blogs, you can find the other entries in the link-up , or maybe you wanna write your own… Ten Thing of Thankful #5 First — doing “nothing.” After the pressure I had been under for the past few weeks, this week felt blissful. I tidied up the home a bit, but mostly I’ve been gaming (ESO), drinking beer, writing, or lying on…
Short Story | Master of Escapism
“Master of Escapism” is a short story about a poet who lives her life in daydreams, preferring fantasy over reality. The story explores mental health, maladaptive daydreaming, and dissociation, where anything but reality offers comfort. In a way, this is probably the most personal story I have ever written for myself. While it’s not entirely autobiographical, it does contain many pieces of me. Short Story | Master of Escapism I used to believe in something, like stars being the souls of the lost—my father being one of them. I also used to read fairy tales over and over again. I believed that I would spend an eternity loving the same boy I fell for when I was nothing but a child. I had my whole life written in fantasy and laid out in front of me. On some days, I fought dragons; on other…
Poetry On the margins of the First Draft #12 | He Was Cold
Part of my poetry collection, Margins of the First Draft—on the contrary, the fact that life goes on is not as sad as I make it seem in the second piece. This poem probably did come from a real feeling, but gosh, was I theatrical. (Authors Note) He Was Cold And there was I Trembling My love was A fierce tempest ravaging my heart Shaken, my world Was set ablaze by his gaze And he was A dead calm sea Poetry on the Margins #12 What is the word? What is it about writers —that they write about their heartbreakas if it killed them and life never moved on,and you never foundthat person who truly, un… ummm… unapologetically?!?!Loved you too? I have been writing about heartbreakas if the earth…
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Six Sentence Story #16 | Prompt Word: SHUFFLE
This week’s blog hop and six-sentence story was one I felt quite hesitant about, because every time I reread it, it somehow manages to become more and more depressive. I’m not entirely sure why—maybe it comes from writing for and while loops in university to the point…
Six Sentence Story #15 | Prompt Word: RELAY
This week’s prompt word for the six-sentence story in our community of blog hoppers was really fun to work with. Over time, I had several different ideas circling in my head on how to use it and make the story a bit different from what I usually write. I wanted…
Six Sentence Story #14 | Prompt Word: ORDER
For some reason, I’ve always liked to step in and out of characters when I write. I’ve also noticed something a bit strange about my process in the weekly six-sentence story blog hops: I tend to write the sentence with the prompt word first and then build the rest of…
Poetry On the margins of the Second Draft #2 | Fragmented Poetry
I have wanted to do this for a while—try something like hybrid writing and mix poetry with reflections on the process itself. Sometimes it’s strange, as my mind tends to get inspired by lines from my old work, and then I write something new. The last Margins came to…
Six Sentence Story #13 | With Prompt Word: MARCH
I wanted to post this one warm and raw. This week’s six-sentence story feels more like a poem, and I was afraid that if I sat with it any longer, I’d over-refine it into something it isn’t. So it’s a bit of a crossbreed… an experiment for the blog hop or something…