Political Brew I tossed screaming infants into a cauldron of blood, while spiders weaved webs of lies. Faces of Parents showed therein. They yelled in rage and cursed in agony, but could not harm this castle of mine. - F H Hakansson
Tag: creative
I need Apps!
After being in a digital queue for over a month my iPhone 5 finally arrived. One of my favorite Apps, one I highly suggest you get if you are on i-devices, is Vocabology. It gathers all the "Word of the day" words from from sites such as Merriam-Webster, Dictionary, Wordsmith, Yahoo Education, and complies them … Continue reading I need Apps!
The Poet’s Fall
The Poet's Fall She leans forward and kisses him. He savors the taste of her lips - smacks his own to enhance the flavour and make permanent the memory he is creating. When he opens his eyes again she smiles before him. "So, how was it?" "It tastes like raspberries hidden in overgrown blueberries plucked … Continue reading The Poet’s Fall
The perfect environment for Creative Writing
I often wonder what the perfect set-up is to maximize my writing, my creativity, and my work. What is the ideal way to prevent writer's block and allow yourself to finish a novel without ever having an urge to stop because of some unguided sense of failure? The answer varies. I know one of my … Continue reading The perfect environment for Creative Writing
Rebellion of the Livestock
Rebellion of the Livestock My butt is a delicacy and you eat it with joy, and my hide is couture, now ask how I endure! For I am mighty and so is my kin, we plot with dolphins, and build armies of bears. You believe you own us, and all meat within, but our gas … Continue reading Rebellion of the Livestock
Come Wonderland
Come Wonderland I prayed for snow, but blades of gust cut my skin, and drops of rain drilled holes in my bones. I dreamed of change, of a white sheet covering the green, a world soft and cold - A world forgotten and numb. - F H Hakansson
Space Pirates
Space Pirates On an ocean of stars the ship sailed away. The flag waved HUMANITY but metal steered their course. - F H Hakansson
When writing becomes haunting
I have been back for almost two weeks and only recently began to edit Project 1 (my second novel). In so many ways this is, and probably always will be, the most important text I have written because, as most of you know, I wrote the first sentence of it almost eight years ago when … Continue reading When writing becomes haunting
Atlas
Atlas Oh, mighty titan, who carries the world on your shoulders. Will you let me share your burden and cradle a mountain in my arms? - F H Hakansson
Ray
Ray Morning can be hostile so light a candle at sunrise. - F H Hakansson
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