she said but he said wilting efforts and fresh lies laid bare to the world Double thanks to Putting My Feet in the Dirt and RonovanWrites
Tag: Feminism
Fleeing the Vortex
falling water swirls her mind follows its heartbeat she flees the vortex I think of this haiku as a companion to the flash fiction piece I wrote for The Drabble. It's only 97 words so check it out here if you haven't read it. #foreveryes Neither of these pieces is meant to suggest or advocate suicide.… Continue reading Fleeing the Vortex
They Say
cover up they say the boys are fragile they say your steam tempts they say Writing Prompt (Steam / Cover) Thanks to RonovanWrites Cover Photo depicts relief on west side of Orvieto Cathedral
a new day
a new day begins ~ unfurling a path to choose ~ hero or coward ~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Every day we make a million little choices that define who we are. Those choices built on each other and create a picture of "self." It's tempting to assume at some point that our picture is done. We confidently… Continue reading a new day
A Haiku to all the Inspirational Scribbling Women
Inky Adventures ~ And Those Damn Scribbling Women ~ My Muse They Inspire ~ Thanks! Putting My Feet in the Dirt
Inky Adventures & Scribbling Women
The phrase “Inky Adventures” reminds me of Nathanial Hawthorne’s famous 1855 diatribe on female writers: “America is now wholly given over to a damned mob of scribbling women, and I should have no chance of success while the public taste is occupied with their trash-and should be ashamed of myself if I did succeed.” Admittedly… Continue reading Inky Adventures & Scribbling Women
This is Not a Haiku
Haikus Calm my Mind Structure and Form Soothe My Soul With the World Gone Mad OK. I lied. That IS a haiku. But this post is not just a haiku. It’s about writing. Specifically it’s about how creating haikus is helping me practice self-care in a chaotic world. As a control-freak, I thrive on… Continue reading This is Not a Haiku
Defying the Dress Code: Haikus to You
Swanky Chic It Says. Hell No She Says. I Choose Me. Spastically Spiffy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Spastically Spiffy. At Fifty-Five, it’s a Given. My Closet. My Flair. Inspiration Thanks to Putting My Feet in the Dirt
Spontaneous Combustion: Making Myself Visible
I submitted an essay for publication today. Not a big deal, right? I’m a writer. I’ve written all kinds of stuff over the years and some people have read some of my stuff. But still … when I clicked that deceptively benign submit button, a hot flash consumed my whole body. Not literally, of course.… Continue reading Spontaneous Combustion: Making Myself Visible
People of St Pete: Barbara Riddle Dvorak
I recently moved to St Pete with my wonderful partner and I absolutely love it here! The reasons why are numerous. St Pete has fabulous weather, beautiful vistas, a world-class food scene, and a thriving cultural atmosphere. But I've found that it’s truly the people that make it special, especially those people I see every… Continue reading People of St Pete: Barbara Riddle Dvorak
Tina Stewart Brakebill 